Celtic Folklore Welsh and ManxTOWARDS the close of the seventies I began to collect Welsh folklore. I did so partly because others had set the example elsewhere, and partly in order to see whether Wales could boast of any story-tellers of the kind that delight the readers of Campbell'sPopular Tales of the West Highlands. I soon found what I was not wholly unprepared for, that as a rule I could not get a single story of any length from the mouths of any of my fellow countrymen, but a considerable number of bits of stories. |
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... blowing from the north, she came near the window of his bedroom, and told
him in these words to take care of the children Lest my son should find it cold,
Place on him his father's coat Lest the fair one find it cold, Place on her my
petticoat.
When the fair family saw the violence used by a mortal, they broke up the dance
and ran after her towards the house; but, when they arrived, the door had been
bolted with iron, wherefore they could not get near her or touch her in any way; ...
'But,' as the story goes on to relate, 'very many years afterwards, being at a fair,
she saw a man stealing something from a stall, and, with one corner of her eye,
beheld her old master pushing the man's elbow. Unthinkingly she said, "How are
...
Einion was questioned about it, but without giving any satisfactory answer, and
one came to the conclusion that she was one of the fair family (Tylwyth Teg). "
Certainly," replied Einion, "there can be no doubt that she comes from a very fair
...
But, in distant ages, this place was very noted for the frequent visits paid it by the
fair family. They used to come to the ditch to wash themselves, and to cross the
water in boats made of the bark of the rowantree 1, or else birch, and they came ...