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a burden of great weight impeded the approached it, and found that by progress of the person or persons applying her eye to a large aperture, walking. They ceased for a minute worn away by time in this partition, or two upon reaching the top landing, she could make a survey of what was and the little girl knew that the door going on behind the scenes. What of the room adjoining her own was she saw really, or what she fancied opened, and that the person or persons she saw that night, had a fearful entered it. There was but a slight effect upon her. The height of a partition between her room and the diseased imagination could not have next one, which was used as a sort conjured up anything more terrible. of lumber-room by the Drovers; and After looking through the chink for seeing that a light as of a candle some minutes, her eyesight failed, glimmered through the chinks of this her head became giddy, and she sank partition, Little Flaggs cautiously senseless on the ground.



The merry song of a lark perched on Little Flaggs said nothing, but she the roof was ringing through the air, saw her aunt put her eye to the chink and the bright summer sun flooding in the partition, and look through it, the little attic chamber with a glo- and she then felt as if she would faint. rious radiance, when the little girl Had she fainted at all last night, or returned to consciousness. She found was it only the dream of a heavy herself lying on the floor, cold, and in sleep? a strange bewilderment of mind. Had

“Come, come.

What ails you ? she fallen asleep there and dreamed Staring about as if you expected to a most terrific dream? She hardly see a ghost !" called out Margaret. knew whether such might not have “I can't wait, if you don't get your been the case. Very ardently she wits right, and make haste.” wished it was. But how could she Thus urged, the little girl summonever discover the truth ? Could she ed up all her energy to get ready as dare to question any mortal in that fast as possible, and was soon out in house as to whether she had dreamed the fresh air, among singing birds and or beheld reality? Shivering and cackling fowl. Margaret brought her miserable, she crept into bed, and to the inn-yard, the gate of which from utter exhaustion fell into a was wide open, for the waggon that profound slumber. When her Aunt went every week to London, carrying Margaret came to call her, she found goods, had that morning gone on its it hard to awake her. She shook way heavily laden, and the track of her and shouted at her, and finally its mighty wheels could be seen on sprinkled a few drops of cold water the ground. An ostler was busy in on her face which made her start up the stables, rubbing down and talking with a frightened exclamation of- to the horses, which were clanking “Where am I ?”

their chains ; the cows were in the “You're here, child. Why are you shed waiting patiently to be milked; so scared looking? Get up quick, and numerous fowl were strutting and learn to milk the cows, for you about the yard. All was very rural, must help me with the house-work," from the calves that were bleating for said Margaret.

their breakfast to the magpie chatterWith trembling fingers the child ing on the house-top, and watching dressed with nervous speed, while the little chickens following their

her eyes would keep wandering ever mother. This was really the country, , and anon to the chink in the parti- with green fields and hedges and tion, till at last Margaret's gaze shady trees. In spite of the dreamfollowed their direction, and to her like terror of the past night, Little dismay she approached the partition, Flaggs felt the exhilarating influence exclaiming how the mice or some- of the fresh air, perfumed with the thing had worn holes in it. Adding fragrance of clover and bean blossoms. that they must be mended at once. She watched her aunt milking the

cows, and feeding the calves and stood before her, that recalled to her chickens, feeling that she would soon mind the appearance of some one learn to do these things herself. whom she could not then recollect

As the day advanced, people from clearly. After the first few moments the village of Larch Grove dropped in of the interview elapsed, this resemat the inn to make inquiries about a blance faded away, and Mrs. Gruhcertain young man, named Mark Sted- ly ceased to puzzle herself about it. man, who was missed from his work The heart of the child beat fast when that day ; but the Drovers said they Mrs. Lipwell and her daughters came had not seen him for several days ; down to the housekeeper's room to he did not come often to the inn. He speak to her; but the gentle dewas the son of the game-keeper at meanour of the elder Miss Lipwell Larch Grove Manor--a youth very won her confidence very quickly. It active in the detection of poachers, was hard to think that this young girl, who feared him much. For this rea- dressed so simply, and so modest lookson it was dreaded that some harm ing, was the heiress of all the broad might have happened to him through lands round Larch Grove. So far malice or revenge.

from being proud or overbearing, “It is not unlikely that some of Maria Lipwell had an extremely these poaching chaps may have given humble, retiring manner, and her him a knock on the head,” observed countenance wore a look of sadness Drover ;. “ but if so, where is the remarkable in one so young. She body? After all, I think it's more was not actually pretty, but very certain that Stedman has gone off sweet-looking. Her air had nothing somewhere on a spree. He'll turn up of that affected humility and conto-morrow or next day.”

descension which some great people But to-morrow and next day it was assume towards their inferiors, the all the same. Mark Stedınan appeared real nature of which is easily seen no more at Larch Grove. The inagis- through. It was rather that of a trates in the neighbourhood assembled person who considered herself posto consult with each other upon his sessed of more than was her due, and for mysterious disappearance, but could which she seemed about to apologize come to no fixed conclusions respecting in these words : "I am to be the it. There was no one to suspect in owner of great wealth, far more than particular. When Mat Drover re- I deserve, but I beg you will not hate turned from London, whither he had or envy me for it, as the thought of gone with the waggon, he found every having power and authority does not body at Larch Grove talking of young give me the happiness which you Stedman. But the matter at length may imagine it does.” She spoke dropped off when something else came more to Little Flaggs than the other to occupy public attention. The gene- ladies, and seemed particularly inral conviction was that Mark was terested by her, engaging her to atmurdered, but the excitement at- tend her Sunday-school class, and to tending that conviction died a natural come every day for an hour or so to death in time.

the Manor House, to learn fancy When Mrs. Lipwell understood needlework from the lady's maid, that the little girl from the Alms- Jane Hart. Fortunately neither house, whom she had wished to bring Drover nor his wife objected to their up as a maid for her daughters, was granddaughter complying with Miss living at the Halting Place as the Lipwell's requests, and Little Flaggs granddaughter of the innkeeper, she was permitted to go to Larch Grove sent for her one day to come to Larch as often as she was welcome there, Grove Manor ; and accordingly the after doing her own household work at child was despatched to the mansion, the inn. It was always interesting which she entered with fear and to the Drovers to know what was trembling: Mrs. Grubly, the house- going on at the Manor House, and keeper, who still resided in her offi- whenever their grandchild returned cial capacity at Larch Grove, received from Larch Grove she was always her with civility, scrutinizing her questioned minutely as to the prowith a sharpness peculiar to her. ceedings there. There was something in the air and “Is it true," asked her Aunt Marappearance of the little girl, as she garet, one day, “ that Miss Lipwell and Mr. Raynor, the young curate at blushed like a rose, and trembled all the Parsonage, are carrying on a over like an aspen. courtship?"

“Mr. Raynor's a good man, and I “I don't know,” replied the girl, like him," said Little Flaggs; "but “but I'm sure it is not, for Mr. still I'm afraid he's not a rich enough Raynor wouldn't be grand enough for husband for Miss Maria.' so great a lady."

And now it recurred to the girl's "That's her own business," resumed mind how she had seen Miss Lipwell Margaret; “many a rich heiress takes that day looking as if she had been a fancy to a poor gentleman. Old weeping, and how she had appeared Peggy Juggs met them walking yes- to take less interest than usual in terday through the demesne, and she speaking to her when she met her in had the boldness to speak out and Jane Hart's room. tell Miss Lipwell to take care of get- “Old Peggy Juggs was very imting herself into trouble by a court- pertinent to speak in that way to a ship that might not please her mo- lady,” she said, after a pause. ther; and though she's half-crazed " That may be,” returned Margaret; she says she could see how Mr. Raynor's “but still it would not make her eyes Hashed fire, and Miss Lipwell words less true.”


WHILE some fictions are the common as were best adapted to please and inheritance of the different branches interest their peculiar audience. In of the Aryan family, there are others some, and indeed a great number of peculiar to this or that people, the cases, they adapted the ancient ficnatural features of their country, their tions to the taste of their own people climate, their form of government, by interpolations well or ill adjusted ; their social condition, and their own and those compositions that, from prevailing disposition, concurring to whatever cause, had ceased to inthis peculiarity. While philosophers terest, were suffered to fall into obligifted with the new light would find vion. The trolls, and dwarfs, and it convenient that there should have water spirits of the north are little been more than one centre of crea- known or regarded among the Gael, tion, but are annoyed with the general and the fairies of Ireland, associated resemblance of the popular fictions with so much that is bright and from Delhi to Galway, they account cheerful, are unknown to the Norse for it by saying that human imagina- Folk. tion is limited in its range of inven- In the Breton mythology the Irish tion and arrangement, and must move fairies are replaced by the korils in one direction, and invest its crea- (night dancers), who assemble on the tions with certain characters and heaths and execute rondes till dayforms

break. Any inattentive mortal crossThose who are pained by the lucu- ing their territory is seized on, and brations of the African bishop are obliged to caper all night, and at content with the supposition of all sunrise is at the point of death with household tales having been familiar fatigue. Benead Guilcher, the hero of to our very early ancestors, before a story similar to the Lusmore of the they began to send some of their Legends of the South of Ireland, superabundant mouths westward and returning with his wife from his lasouthwards. We concur, generally, bours at the plough, was on the point with this theory, but are convinced of being seized on, when they observed that besides retaining these inven- his paddle (fork in the original) in his tions of the human imagination hand, and so were obliged to relinwhile the world was still young, quish their prey, singing at the same there were afterwards found among time, every separate people, some succes

“Lez-hi, lez-hon,
sors to the older giants of intellect, Bách an arer zo gant hon;
who composed and sung for their own Lez-hon, lez-hi,
race, such legends in verse and prose

Bác” arer zo gant li.”


" Let him go, let her go,

tiring of the bald melody, added a Fork of plough has he;

line, and completed their bliss.
Let her go, let him go,
Fork of plough have they."

“Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, But the bold Benead, through curi

Thursday, Friday, Saturday,

With Sunday, as 'tis meet, osity and a wish to get rid of his And so the week's complete.”. hump, voluntarily joined the dance on another night, having first made

Guilcher revealing his misery, they them solemnly promise on the cross all flung their purses to him, and not to work him beyond his strength. home he went in joy. Alas! 'when They at once re-commenced dance the contents were turned out on the and song,—the whole chaunt limited table, they were found to consist of to three words

dry leaves, sand, and horse-hair. The

frightened wife ran to the benitier, Di-Lun, Di-Meurs, Di-Mercher."

and luckily finding some holy water Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.

there, sprinkled it on themselves and "With submission to you, gentle- the table

, and lo, a pile of gold and men," said Guilcher, “your song is of jewels sparkled before them! In the shortest. You stop too soon in

Ireland the reverse would have taken the week. I think I could improve

place. it.”

We cite this tale as furnishing a “Do so, do so,” cried they all, and curiously exact parallel in nearly he chanted

every detail to a very popular Irish

legend, which is pleasantly related in "Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Mr. Crofton Croker's collection, and

Thursday, Friday, Saturday." with which the writer of this article They were so pleased, that when

was familiar, by oral tradition, very he requested beauty of face and many years before Mr. Croker's book form, they took him up, and pitched appeared. him from one to the other; and when

The Breton version is, however, he had gone the round, his hump The korils explained to Guilcher that

more complete than the Irish one. was gone, and a handsome face given they had been doomed to perpetual him.

He did not reveal his adventure in night-dancing, with an imperfect full till he was obliged by another melody, till some mortal should have hump-back, who exercised" the office the courage to join them, and comof usurer, and to whom poor Benead plete the strain. After Guilcher had owed eight crowns.

He tried his lengthened it they were in hopes of fortune among the little korils, and the usurer finishing it, and hence the promised to further improve the anger with him. melody. But he was a stutterer, and

The ensuing household story has could only get out

rather more of a Norse than Celtic

air about it, though there are ap“ Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, parently no traces of it in Grimm's

Thursday, Friday, Saturday,
And Su-Su-Sunday too--

or Dasent's collections, except in the And Su-Sunday too

circumstances of the flight. Parts of Su-Sunday

the story may be recognised in the Su-Sunday too."

West Highland Tales, but we have

met with the tale in full nowhere They stopped him in vehement in print. Jemmy Reddy, Father anger, and bade him name his wish. Murphy's servant, and the relater of

Gi-gi-give me,” said he, “what the “ Adventures of Gilla na chreck Guilcher left.”

an Gour,” told it to the occupants of “We will,” said they, and down the big kitchen hearth in Coolbawn, came the additional hump.

one long winter evening, nearly in Being now most furious with Guil- the style in which it is here given, cher, he was on the point of selling and no liberty at all has been taken off all the little he possessed. So in with the incidents. The underthis strait he once more repaired to ground adventures seem to point to the dwarfs.

the Celtic belief in the existence of They went on with the song, en- the “Land of Youth, under our larged by the Sunday, but Guilcher lakes. If it were ever told in Scan

· Let une




dinavia, the spacious cavern of the their arms and legs again. Round the lake Northern land would be substituted they ran, and never drew rein till they came for our Tir-na-n-Oge, with the bottom

to the well and windlass ; and there was of the sea for its sky, and its own

the silk rope rolled on the axle, and the sun, moon, and stars. The editor of down,' says the youngest prince ; ‘I'll die

nice white basket hanging to it. this series never heard a second reci

recover them again.' 'No,' says the tation of this household story. second daughter's sweetheart, “I'm entitled

to my turn before you.' And says the

other, “I must get first turn, in right * There was once a king, some place or

of my bride.' So they gave way to him, other, and he had three daughters. The and in he got into the basket, and down two eldest were very proud and uncharit- they let him. First they lost sight of him, able, but the youngest was as good as they and then, after winding off a hundred perwere bad. Well, three princes came to

ches of the silk rope, it slackened, and they court them, and two of them were the stopped turning. They waited two hours, moral of the eldest ladies, and one was just and then they went to dinner, because there as lovable as the youngest. They were

was no chuck made at the rope. all walking down to a lake, one day, that “Guards were set till next morning, and lay at the bottom of the lawn, just like the then down went the second prince, and sure one that's at Castleboro', and they met a enough, the youngest of all got himself let poor beggar. The king wouldn't give him down on the third day. He went down anything, and the eldest princes wouldn't perches and perches, while it was as dark give him anything, nor their sweethearts; about him as if he was in a big pot with but the youngest daughter and her true love the cover on. At last he saw a glimmer did give him something, and kind words far down, and in a short time he felt the along with it, and that was better nor all. ground. Out he came from the big lime

“When they got to the edge of the lake, kiln, and lo and behold you, there was a what did they find but the beautifulest boat wood, and green fields, and a castle in a you ever saw in your life; and says the lawn, and a bright sky over all. 'It's in eldest, “I'll take a sail in this fine boat;' Tir-na-n-Oge I am,' says he. “Let's see and says the second eldest, 'I'll take a what sort of people are in the castle.' On sail in this fine boat;' and says the young- he walked, across fields and lawn, and no est, 'I won't take a sail in that fine boat, one was there to keep him out or let him for I am afraid it's an enchanted one. But into the castle; but the big hall-door was the others overpersuaded her to go in, and wide open. He went from one fine room her father was just going in after her, when to another that was finer, and at last he up sprung on the deck a little man only reached the handsomest of all, with a table seven inches high, and he ordered him to in the middle; and such a dinner as was stand back. Well, all the men put their laid out upon it! The prince was hungry hands to their soords; and if the same enough, but he was too mannerly to go eat soords were only thraneens they weren't without being invited. So he sat by the able to draw them, for all sthrenth was left fire, and he did not wait long till he heard their arms. Seven Inches loosened the steps, and in came Seven-Inches and the silver chain that fastened the boat, and youngest sister by the hand. Well, prince pushed away; and after grinning at the and princess flew into one another's arms, four men, says he to them, “Bid your daugh- and says the little man, says he, Why ters and your brides farewell for awhile. aren't you eating.' 'I think, sir,” says he, That wouldn't have happened you three, “it was only good manners to wait to be only for your want of charity. You, says asked.' • The other princes didn't think he to the youngest, needn't fear, you'll so,' says he. Each o' them fell to without recover your princess all in good time, and leave or licence, and only gave me the you and she will be as happy as the day is rough side o'their tongue when I told them long. Bad people, if they were rolling they were making more free than welcome. stark naked in gold, would not be rich. Well, I don't think they feel much hunger Banacht lath.' Away they sailed, and the There they are, good marvel instead ladies stretched out their hands, but weren't of flesh and blood,' says he, pointing to two able to say a word.

statues, one in one corner, and the other "Well, they wern't crossing the lake while in the other corner of the room. The a cat 'ud be lickin' her ear, and the poor prince was frightened, but he was afraid to men couldn't stir hand or foot to follow them. say anything, and Seven Inches made him They saw Seven Inches handing the three sit down to dinner between himself and his princesses out o' the boat, and letting them bride; and he'd be as happy as the day is long, down by a nice basket and winglas into a only for the sight of the stone men in the draw-well that was convenient, but king corner. Well, that day went by, and when nor princes ever saw an opening before in the next came, says Seven Inches to him : the same place. When the last lady was Now, you'll have to set out that way, out of sight, the men found the strength in pointing to the sun; "and you'll find the


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