Eleanor Farjion wrote children's stories, plays, poetry, biographies, and books on history. In this sequel to In the Apple Orchard, six little girls are entertained by Martin who tells them six stories while they are making daisy necklaces.
Eleanor Farjion wrote children's stories, plays, poetry, biographies, and books on history. In this sequel to In the Apple Orchard, six little girls a...
Many of the earliest books, particularly those dating back to the 1900s and before, are now extremely scarce and increasingly expensive. We are republishing many of these classic works in affordable, high quality, modern editions, using the original text and artwork.
Many of the earliest books, particularly those dating back to the 1900s and before, are now extremely scarce and increasingly expensive. We are republ...
This utterly charming book tells of a wondering minstrel, Martin Pippin, who is asked by a lovelorn youth to try and approach the object of his affections, a farmers daughter, who is locked away and guarded by her six young milkmaids. Throughout the book Martin flirts gaily, sings songs and tells love stories in order to win the girls trust and answer the central question: why is Gillian locked in the well house? Is she love-sick for a man she cannot have - or hiding from a love she does not want? Eleanor Farjeon weaves a beautiful tapestry in this marvellously evocative book, celebrating the...
This utterly charming book tells of a wondering minstrel, Martin Pippin, who is asked by a lovelorn youth to try and approach the object of his affect...
One morning in April Martin Pippin walked in the meadows near Adversane, and there he saw a young fellow sowing a field with oats broadcast. So pleasant a sight was enough to arrest Martin for an hour, though less important things, such as making his living, could not occupy him for a minute. So he leaned upon the gate, and presently noticed that for every handful he scattered the young man shed as many tears as seeds, and now and then he stopped his sowing altogether, and putting his face between his hands sobbed bitterly. When this had happened three or four times, Martin hailed the youth,...
One morning in April Martin Pippin walked in the meadows near Adversane, and there he saw a young fellow sowing a field with oats broadcast. So pleasa...