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Down in Fannest, in times by, lived Jamie Freel and his mother. jamie was the widow's sole support, hist strong arm worked for her untiringly, and as each Saturday night came round, he poured his wages into her lap, thanking her dutufully for the halfpence which she returned him. He was praised by his neighbours as the best son ever known or heard of. But he had neighbours, of whose opinion he was ignorant–neighbours who lived pretty close to him, whom he had never seen, who are, indeed, rarely seen by human beings, except on May eves and Halloweens. An old ruined castle, about a quarter of a mile from his cabin, was said to be the abode of the “wee folk”. Every Halloween were the ancient windows lighted up, and passers-by saw little figures flitting to and fro inside the building, while they heard the music of pipes and flutes. It was well known that they were fairy parties; but nobody had the courage to intrude on them. Jamie had often watched the little figures from a ...
