t war
with the West Wind?

"Ah, foolish ones, I go now, for Gamma-gata calls me, and I am no longer
afraid: I go to travel in many lands, whither he carries me, and it will
be long before I return here. Many dark days are coming to you, when you
shall not feel the west wind, the bearer of fine weather, blowing over
you from land to sea; nor shall you see the blossoms open white over the
hills, nor feel the earth grow warm as the summer comes in, because the
bringer of fair weather is angry with you for the foolishness which you
have done. But when at last the west wind returns to you, remember that
Katipah, the poor and unprofitable one, is Gamma-gata's wife, and that
she has remembered, and has prayed for you."

And so saying, Katipah threw open her arms and let go the cord of the
kite which held her safe. "Oh, Gamma-gata," she cried, "I do not see
your eyes, but I am not afraid!" And at that, even while she seemed upon
the point of falling to destruction, there flashed into sight a fair
youth with dark hair and garments full of a storm of flying petals, who,
catching up Katipah and her child in his arms, laughed scorn upon those
below, and roaring over the roofs of the town, vanished away seawards.

When a chief magistrate and his people, after flagrant wrong-doing,
become thoroughly cowed and frightened, they are apt also to be cruel.
Poor Bimsha!

A CAPFUL OF MOONSHINE

On the top of Drundle Head, away to the right side, where the track
crossed, it was known that the fairies still came and danced by night.
But though Toonie went that way every evening on his road home from
work, never once had he been able to spy them.

So one day he said to the old faggot-maker, "How is it that one gets to
see a fairy?" The old man answered, "There are some to whom it comes by
nature; but for others three things are needed--a handful of courage,
a mouthful of silence, and a capful of moonshine. But if you would be
trying it, take care that you don't go wrong more than twice; for with
the third time you will fall into the hands of the fairies and be their
bondsman. But if you manage to see the fairies, you may ask whatever you
like of them."

Toonie believed in himself so much that the very next night he took his
courage in both hands, filled his cap with moon-shine, shut his mouth,
and set out. Just after he had started he passed, as he thought, a
priest riding by on a mule. "Good evening to you, Toonie," called the