The Bagpiper's Ghost
By Jane Yolen
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Twins Jennifer and Peter rarely get along, except when it comes to their fascination with ghosts, magic, and mystery. While visiting their grandmother in Scotland, the 2 children sneak off to a graveyard—which unfortunately turns out to be a very, very bad idea. Jennifer and Peter were hoping to see the ghost of Mary MacFadden, who died of a broken heart when her brother, Andrew, forbade her marriage. Instead, Andrew’s angry ghost takes over Peter’s body, and if Jennifer and their grandmother can’t get the spirit to leave within 24 hours, Peter will be gone forever!
A story rich in Scottish lore and supernatural surprises, The Bagpiper’s Ghost is a wonderful treat for young readers and for fantasy lovers of any age who remain gloriously and unapologetically youthful at heart.
The Bagpiper’s Ghost is the 3rd Tartan Magic book, but you may enjoy reading the series in any order.
This ebook features an illustrated personal history of Jane Yolen including rare images from the author’s personal collection.
Jane Yolen
Jane Yolen is a highly acclaimed author who has written hundreds of books for children and adults and has won numerous awards. She and her husband divide their time between Massachussetts and Scotland.
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The Bagpiper's Ghost - Jane Yolen
One
Belief
I don’t believe it!
Peter cried. His body showed his astonishment even more than his face, for his arms and hands were raised, and his feet did a noisy jig under the kitchen table. It was the most animated he’d been in days, even though he was clearly putting it on.
Spoon half lifted, Jennifer looked up from her porridge and stared at her twin. "You don’t believe what?" Given that they had already had days of magic, it wasn’t an idle question.
Sun,
Peter said, pointing out the window. And no clouds, not even a hint. Must be my doing. I—Peter the Great.
He waved his right hand as if he were royalty, something he’d just started that morning.
I can believe sun,
said little Molly, nodding so hard her little dark curls bobbed like Slinky toys. It’s easy. Sun, sun, you’ve just begun. See?
Molly was in love with rhymes and repetition just now.
Peter turned on her. Not in Scotland, it isn’t easy,
he told her. "Our sixth day on vacation here, and it’s the first without a cloud in the sky. So I don’t believe it. No—I take that back. It’s beyond belief."
Jennifer shook her head. Sometimes Peter’s sarcasm was over the top. Especially since they’d turned thirteen. It seemed impossible for one twin to hate the other, but lately Jennifer found Peter exasperating. Like the royal hand-wave thing. Exasperating. That was one of her mother’s words, but useful.
Nothing’s beyond belief in Scotland,
she reminded him, now that we’ve found magic.
"We haven’t found magic, Peter said.
There aren’t bits of magic lying around that we just stumble over. No, wait a minute. I’m wrong. You just find magic, but it seems to avoid me. Maybe I have M.O." He glared at Jennifer, which made her feel uncomfortable.
What’s M.O., Peter?
asked Molly.
Jennifer was glad Molly had asked, because there was no way she herself was getting suckered into Peter’s bad mood. Not with the sun shining and all.
He lifted his arm and shoved his pit toward his little sister. Magic odor. Like B.O., only worse. Smelly as well as repellent. Magic stays away from me.
Gran’s white cat walked through the room and stopped to stare at Peter’s uplifted arm.
Peter stared back and gave the cat the royal wave.
Jennifer sighed. "It’s not like I’m looking for magic, she said.
Not like someone is leaving it on the ground …"
My Pict stone was on the ground,
said Molly, remembering their last adventure. She spoke with the flat-footed assurance of a four-year-old. "And it was magic."
"It called magic, Peter said, determined not to be outwitted by his baby sister.
It wasn’t magic on its own. And Jennifer got to do all the cool stuff while we were out cold."
Peter, why are you so determined to be a pain?
Jennifer asked.
Pain in the rain. Pain in the rain,
sang Molly.
She’s exasperating, too, thought Jennifer. She watched as the cat gave them all a disgusted look and went through the cat door and out into the garden.
"But that’s just what I was saying. It’s not raining! Peter declared.
So you are all wrong, as usual, and I—Peter the Great—am not." This time he waved his arm grandly.
There was a roundness to his conversation. A great circle with no end. Jennifer recognized it just in time and bailed out.
I’m going downtown,
she said. After breakfast. To Fairburn Castle.
Me, too,
Peter said.
Me, three,
added Molly.
Mom!
Jennifer and Peter cried out together, their voices eerily similar. Mom, who had been reading a magazine in the other room, came in.
We want to go for a walk,
Jennifer said.
Without the kid,
Peter added.
Jennifer and Peter want some twin time,
Mom said to Molly. She opened her arms wide. Besides, I need some Molly time, myself. After all, I scarcely saw you at all yesterday. And I missed you dreadfully.
You mostly missed the excitement,
said Molly. And the magic. You went to Edinburgh. Without me. Me, me, me, and Mommy makes three.
Two,
Jennifer and Peter said together, but Molly ignored them, preferring her rhyme to reason. Or at least to math.
That I did,
said Mom. Better tell me again.
You missed the Pictish girl and the tallyman and the …
As Molly began the whole story, interspersing rhymed words in the telling, Jennifer and Peter slipped out of the kitchen.
In the living room, Jennifer turned on her brother. "I don’t need twin time, and I don’t want you with me, she said.
You’re in a foul mood, and you’re determined to ruin my day, too."
But I’m in a good mood, Jen,
Peter protested. I am Goodness in person.
"No, you’re not, Peter the Great. Jennifer put her hands on her hips.
You don’t even sound like you anymore. So even if we go out the front door together, we are going to split up at the corner of Double Dykes Road." The tone of her voice gave him no room to argue.
She immediately felt bad about coming down so hard on him. After all, before they’d become teens, they’d done everything together. But now it was boy stuff and girl stuff, Peter stuff and Jennifer stuff. She wasn’t entirely used to it and didn’t entirely like it. The best thing about twins was being a single unit. Forever. But with Peter acting so awful …
Nah—I’m sticking with you, kid,
he said. "You seem to get in the thick of things here, and I wouldn’t want to miss any of it. This time."
Jennifer wasn’t sure he meant that admiringly. Lately it had been getting harder and harder to tell what Peter meant.
Oh—all right,
Jennifer said grudgingly. But only if you lighten up.
I will be lightness entire,
Peter replied. As light as—this sunny day!
There you go again,
she told him.
He grinned at her, his old familiar grin, and suddenly all her anger disappeared.
Maybe, she thought, I’m overreacting. Maybe Peter isn’t moving away from me. Maybe I’m the one who is the problem.
Just then a slim dog the color of ash pushed between them.
Yer nae leavin’ me behind. A day like this, the sun oot and all. That garden’s nae big enough fer me. I want to spend the forenoon going my dinger.
Peter looked down at him. Going your dinger? And what’s that when it’s in English?
"I’ll give thee English, laddie! Yer American language is nae English. And I am nae English, either. A Scot’s a Scot fer a’ that! ‘Going yer dinger’ simply means to go oot and aboot with vigor, ye young daftie."
Peter looked at Jennifer and