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' MASTERS OF THE NIGHT
By Essex Smith.
Glory of sun over short green turf, of filmy
clouds across a deep blue sky, of shifting lights
upon murmuring water hum of insect, song of
bird these are the river's gifts by day. Idly the
stream drones in and out between low, winding
banks; from the banks a shadow world is re
flected in clearness of the water, each unsub
stantial branch, each blade of graBS, shows
Bharply definite indeed, the water seems to lend
intensity of coloring to brown and green alike.
Insects innumerable make holiday during these
afternoons of sunshine; their hum, and the song
of distant birds, are one with the river's melody.
Comes dusk, and the river has a more subtle
charm mystery of breeze through hidden trees,
of murmuring water lost to sight, of singing
birds, invisible yet close at hand. In that half
light before rising of the moon, when trees and
bushes take fantastic shapes, looming through
shadow, the vire rfolk creep out masters of the
night, ihey claim the river as their own with
set' i the sun, and man, at laBt, must con-
fesf self outdone. Each bird, each insect, is
wiser than he when twilight creeps over the
land; when eerie sounds echo from the distant
copse, and dead leaves move like crackling paper,
although the wind has died. Otter, badger, fox,
and many a night-flying bird, come to their own
during these nocturnal hours; safe from man's
intrusion, they hold high revel by the river from
sunset till sunrise.
Murmur of water grew lender; all color faded
from the river banks. It was the reign of sombre
tints of grey moths iltting ghost-like across dim
water, of field and hedgerow wrapped in gauzy
covering. No breeze stirred through the trees,
or moved the rushes by the bank, and as yet
the birds were silent; nevertheless from out of
the dusk came a strange volume of sound song
of bird, hum of insect, rustle of leaf, rM softened,
it seemed, to a mystic melody the night song of
the country that few men hear.
Dusk deepened. The copse on the side of the
hill became elusive, vaguely brown; soon it lost
shape and coloring both, was wrapped in gath
ering shadows. From these shadows, a reddish
form stole out, and made its way towards the
uplands the fox, "red wood-dog" of the gypsies,
was abroad, and before long his three hollow,
regular notes rang out clear through the still
ness. Light grew still more dim, and bushes
close at hand took strange shapes; they seemed
to loom forward, ghostly visions through the
shade.
Thus the river woke to new life. From his
hover beneath the guarded roots of a willow tree,
the otter stole out, and dropped gently into the
water; swimming against the current, his brown,
supple back was soon lost to sight. A tall, grey
fisherman stalked to the water's edge the heron,
Intent upon his angling while, heedless of their
enemies, the fish began to rise. Trout glided into
the shadows, feeding upon grey moths, while in
the jackhole beneath the red clay hollows big
pike stirred lazily. In the dim light there was
movement upon the bank, stealthy soundB on
land and in the water, while from the hidden
trees owls called ceaselessly an interchange of
long-drawn, melancholy sounds.
With rising of the moon, the night became
coldly brilliant; a broad bar of silver lay across
the river, although the further banks were wrap
ped in shadow still. Soon the copse upon the
hill came into vague form once more, while
contrasts of light, and shado showed more marked
than during the day; moonlight on the river grew
and broadened, beneath it the water shone like
quicksilver. There were sounds, elusive, on the
shadowed bank; a dark form glided through long
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