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If as two and vin was rming an opposite direction. He mali uso seen in trening in the wood towards a level plan, and as his pack was enteng the sum of the pening. he pemained a stag before the other pack and about the middle of the gale the park in the rar mining up and throwing the stag in the mom poc this be fred his streamiic to the wider of the park vitlict restllecting to

Does at the stag

the brands in the world he had

ever seen. be beter sav poloer vas a shining daar white with red ears: and the Whiteness of the lys alle reiness of their ears, were

ple de i slan. Their

la the north off Teron the seat pack are called Yosh hounds and Yell benk Dere is another legend, evidently of Christian on which represents them in

incessant pursuit of a lost spirit. In the northern quarter of the moor the Wish hounds, in pursuit of the spirit of a man who had been well known in the country, entered a cottage, the door of which had been incautiously left open, and ran round the kitchen, but quietly, without their usual cry. The Sunday after the same man appeared in church, and the person whose house the dogs had entered, made bold by the consecrated place in which they were, ventured to ask why he had been with the Wish hounds. Why should not my spirit wander,' he replied, ' as well as another man's?' Another version represents the hounds as following the spirit of a beautiful woman, changed into the form of a hare; and the reader will find a similar legend, with some remarkable additions, in the Disquisitiones Magica of the Jesuit Delrio, lib. vi., c. 2."

The preceding paragraph is from the pen of “ R. J. K.,” and appears in the Athenæum, March 27, 1847, Art. Folk-lore. The Fairy Cow.

There are many traditions afloat about a wonderful cow, that supplied whole neighbourhoods with milk, which ceased when wantonly wasted. In some parts of England this is called the Dun Cow; in Shropshire she becomes also the White Cow; in Wales she is, Y Fuwch Frech, or Y Fuwch Gyfeiliorn. This mystic cow has found a home in many places. One of these is the wild mountain land between Llanfihangel Glyn Myfyr and a hamlet called Clawdd Newydd about four miles from Ruthin. About midway between these two places is a bridge called Pontpetrual,and about half a mile from the bridge to the north is a small mountain farm called Cefn Bannog, and near this farm, but on the unenclosed mountain, are traces of primitive abodes, and it was here that, tradition says, the Fuwch Frech had her home. But I will now give the history of this strange cow as I heard it from the mouth of Thomas Jones, Cefn Bannog.

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ven to them all. At last a wicked hag, the people's prosperity, determined to and for this purpose she took a rid·lle ed and milked the cow, until at last ore milk from her. But, sad to say, the pon this treatment, left the country, and een. Such is the local history of the

r states that she went straight to a lake wing as she went, and that she was followed n the Dau Eidion Banawg, the two longn dau ychain, the Lake of the Two Oxen, rrig-y-drudion, and that she entered the long-horned oxen, bellowing horribly, er side the lake, and with their mother its waters, and none were ever after

g that tradition buries these celebrated I find in a book published by Dr. John er of the Rev. John Williams, M.A., Vicar the year 1830, on the "Natural History following statement. The author in page of Guydir, says:

court (which was once surrounded by the arge bone, which appears to be the rib of ale, but according to the vulgar opinion, Dun Cow (y Fuwch Frech), killed by the

that Llanrwst is not many miles distant dion, and yet we have in these places ns, which I will not endeavour to reconcile. tale of the Fairy Cow is much the same There she is known as The White Cow of

Mitchell's Fold. This place is situated on the Corndon Hill, a bare moorland in the extreme west of Shropshire. To this day there is to be seen there a stone circle known as Mitchell's Fold.

The story of the Shropshire Cow is this. There was a dire famine in those parts, and the people depended for support on a beautiful white cow, a Fairy cow, that gave milk to everybody, and it mattered not how many came, there was always enough for all, and it was to be so, so long as every one who came only took one pailful. The cow came night and morning to be milked, and it made no difference. what size the vessel was that was brought by each person, for she always gave enough milk to fill it, and all the other pails. At last, there came an old witch to Mitchell's Fold, and in spite and malice she brought a riddle and milked the cow into it; she milked and milked, and at last she milked her dry, and after that the cow was never seen. Folk say she

was turned into a stone.

I am indebted to Miss Burne's Shropshire Folk-Lore for the particulars above given.

A like tale is to be heard in Warwickshire, and also in Lancashire, near Preston, where the Dun cow gave freely her milk to all in time of drought, and disappeared on being subjected to the treatment of the Welsh and Shropshire cow.

Mr. Lloyd, Llanfihangel Glyn Myfyr, gave me a different tale of the Dau ychain Banawg to that already related. His story is as follows:

The Legend of Llyn y ddau ychain.

The speckled cow had two calves, which, when they grew up, became strong oxen. In those days there was a wicked spirit that troubled Cerrig-y-drudion Church, and the people greatly feared this spirit, and everybody was afraid, even in the day-time, to pass the church, for there, day after day,