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VILLAGE GHOSTS

        In t cities tle of t into our minority. In ttle toies; people are not numerous enoug see ts o eloquent speaking, read books ale all titudes pass on unc for all our talk: good seasons and bad folloudes are no more ed y gate of t map-makers e across unexplored regions, “urners of t are te but one li is certain, “s.”

        My gs in ter. ory    village, s crooked lanes, its old abbey cs green background of small fir-trees, and its quay,    is tle, er nigain rare m along tide, just at t er , and go ing f tales or tales of tience.

        to approaigimid man requires great strategy.    A man    on me. If I go round by ter, and up by teps, t round te is appearing at e, and tal Lane.”

        I never     feel sure it    tal Lane. In cimes a s up to receive patients.     ever si stood    in gs and demons and faeries. t    strealler.

        er-in-larengten wonder w he would do if he drank.

        One nigal Lane,     first to be a tame rabbit; after a little    it . ure sloo s gre    of urned and ran.

        By tal Lane goes travel from to to t tands a cottage. One nig ing all man came in and sat beside er ting t up and    out, saying, “Never leave t to you.” Sold h us,” said he.

        Probably te at e. estant clergyman. “ o    is only doing a penance upon t far from e, ime a muc. Its    ern end of te its ory at lengtypical village tragedy. In a cottage at ter, Jim Montgomery, and tle dandy, and came of a ing one day. er , and came and took doters—Montgomery    about everytters on tside of every    , being big and strong like er. eo prosecute    sain, because so be beaten by so small a man. Jim Montgre. Sold no one, for sen, too, s. If a because s going to bed. t often ing    sold any one. S very t last ourday t no longer, and    to t and asked y s ook t    very , a for a Mrs. Kelly. Mrs. Kelly, as soon as s for t and tor. Ser gomery ed taken to ts after t of Mrs. Montgomery appeared and follo leave il sold t, Fated antiquarian, and could not get o believe her.

        A fe t in too great terror to go t stopped at a age mido let o bed. S, “In t me in, or I .     day sold t again. time    .

        S t a time in t kept it from its rest. t said t its c be taken from ts relations    to be said for ts soul. “If my    believe you,” s,” and toue Montgomery    believe t    so Mrs.    Kelly,” able people to appear to.” aken from t said t    rest, for it    since appeared. Some time aftergomery died in to great poverty through drink.

        I knoery    nige borders to    and follo. o deat she shape of a dog.

        [FN#2]    I o old me so many tales, old me t e borders to acks in a field, and soon after    a , and hs.”

        ts; tic of tribe gatiful as shern eaves.

        One nigc t open, fearing it er a little t-door and t open, and closed again.    to see    sten to leave om is, for ture e openings and closings and knogs s he dying.

        t is usually a ure. It is put up    brings good luck to t. I remember ters and brot.    treets, and did not mind t mu ted” room.

        I ance among t-seers of ern villages.    t tales are very different from ter. ts ter-of-fact o announce a deato fulfil some obligation, to revenge a o pay ter ten to t. All tly and in order. It is demons, and not gs, t transform to s or black dogs. tell tales are poor, serious-minded fiss tion of fear. Iales is a    t iful sery, under a sky ever loaded and fantastic tle fis fear ts too muco feel an artistid s t y. In ooo sleep in a ed old ter ures use t strange disguises. A dead old gentleman robs t.

        A ain stayed for years ier of a cottage     of ter tling.
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