To
MR. GEORGE BOYD MACMILLAN
ALLOA, SCOTLAND
IN RECOGNITION OF
A LONG AND STIMULATING FRIENDSHIP
CONTENTS
| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
|---|---|---|
| I | The House in the Hollow | [1] |
| II | A Watch in the Night | [8] |
| III | A Hop out of Kin | [19] |
| IV | A Family Conclave | [33] |
| V | Diamond Cut Diamond | [44] |
| VI | New Moon | [52] |
| VII | The Book of Yesterday | [63] |
| VIII | Trial by Fire | [79] |
| IX | A Special Providence | [91] |
| X | Growing Pains | [105] |
| XI | Ilse | [113] |
| XII | The Tansy Patch | [122] |
| XIII | A Daughter of Eve | [137] |
| XIV | Fancy Fed | [146] |
| XV | Various Tragedies | [153] |
| XVI | Check for Miss Brownell | [165] |
| XVII | Living Epistles | [179] |
| XVIII | Father Cassidy | [193] |
| XIX | Friends Again | [211] |
| XX | By Aërial Post | [216] |
| XXI | “Romantic but not Comfortable” | [227] |
| XXII | Wyther Grange | [238] |
| XXIII | Deals with Ghosts | [247] |
| XXIV | A Different Kind of Happiness | [257] |
| XXV | “She Couldn’t Have Done It” | [264] |
| XXVI | On the Bay Shore | [270] |
| XXVII | The Vow of Emily | [282] |
| XXVIII | A Weaver of Dreams | [302] |
| XXIX | Sacrilege | [315] |
| XXX | When the Curtain Lifted | [326] |
| XXXI | Emily’s Great Moment | [340] |
EMILY OF NEW MOON
CHAPTER I
The House in the Hollow
THE house in the hollow was “a mile from anywhere”—so Maywood people said. It was situated in a grassy little dale, looking as if it had never been built like other houses but had grown up there like a big, brown mushroom. It was reached by a long, green lane and almost hidden from view by an encircling growth of young birches. No other house could be seen from it although the village was just over the hill. Ellen Greene said it was the lonesomest place in the world and vowed that she wouldn’t stay there a day if it wasn’t that she pitied the child.
Emily didn’t know she was being pitied and didn’t know what lonesomeness meant. She had plenty of company. There was Father—and Mike—and Saucy Sal. The Wind Woman was always around; and there were the trees—Adam-and-Eve, and the Rooster Pine, and all the friendly lady-birches.
And there was “the flash,” too. She never knew when it might come, and the possibility of it kept her a-thrill and expectant.