Leprechauns!
You may have been thinking about leprechauns this week, with Saint Patrick's Day coming up. Most of the stories are about someone trying to catch a leprechaun. If you catch one you need to be clever, because a leprechaun has many tricks and will do his best to get away. Never listen to him, because he will try to confuse you. If you can keep him long enough, he will offer three wishes or a gold coin for you to let him go. In most stories about wishes the wisher makes terrible decisions. He may end up insane or completely broke because the language of the wish must be well chosen. So if you catch one, you might do better to accept the gold coin and then cheerfully let the wee man go on his way.
Fairies!
Many years ago the Welsh mountains were full of fairies. People used to go by
moonlight to see them dancing, for they knew where they would dance by seeing
green rings in the grass.
There was an old man living in those days who used to frequent the fairs that
were held across the mountains. One day he was crossing the mountains to a fair,
and when he got to a lonely valley he sat down, for he was tired, and he dropped
off to sleep, and his bag fell down by his side. When he was sound asleep the
fairies came and carried him off, bag and all, and took him under the earth, and
when he awoke he found himself in a great palace of gold, full of fairies
dancing and singing. And they took him and showed him everything, the splendid
gold room and gardens, and they kept dancing round him until he fell asleep.
When he was asleep they carried him back to the same spot where they had
found him, and when he awoke he thought he had been dreaming, so he looked for
his bag, and got hold of it, but he could hardly lift it. When he opened it he
found it was nearly filled with gold.
He managed to pick it up, and turning round, he went home.
When he got home, his wife Kaddy said, "What's to do, why haven't you been to
the fair?"
"I've got something here," he said, and showed his wife the gold.
"Why, where did you get that?"
But he wouldn't tell her. Since she was curious, like all women, she kept
worrying him all night -- for he'd put the money in a box under the bed -- so he
told her about the fairies.
Next morning, when he awoke, he thought he'd go to the fair and buy a lot of
things, and he went to the box to get some of the gold, but found it full of
cockle-shells.