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The Fairy Nurse
There was once a little farmer and his wife living near Coolgarrow. They had three
children, and my story happened while the youngest was a baby. The wife was a good
wife enough, but her mind was all on her family and her farm, and she hardly ever went
to her knees without falling asleep, and she thought the time spent in the chapel was
twice as long as it need be. So, friends, she let her man and her two children go before her
one day to Mass, while she called to consult a fairy man about a disorder one of her cows
had. She was late at the chapel, and was sorry all the day after, for her husband was in
grief about it, and she was very fond of him.
Late that night he was wakened up by the cries of his children calling out 'Mother!
Mother!' When he sat up and rubbed his eyes, there was no wife by his side, and when he
asked the little ones what was become of their mother, they said they saw the room full of
nice little men and women, dressed in white and red and green, and their mother in the
middle of them, going out by the door as if she was walking in her sleep. Out he ran, and
searched everywhere round the house but, neither tale nor tidings did he get of her for
many a day.
Well, the poor man was miserable enough, for he was as fond of his woman as she was of
him. It used to bring the salt tears down his cheeks to see his poor children neglected and
dirty, as they often were, and they'd be bad enough only for a kind neighbour that used to
look in whenever she could spare time. The infant was away with a nurse.
About six weeks after--just as he was going out to his work one morning--a neighbour,
that used to mind women when they were ill, came up to him, and kept step by step with
him to the field, and this is what she told him.
'Just as I was falling asleep last night, I heard a horse's tramp on the grass and a knock at
the door, and there, when I came out, was a fine-looking dark man, mounted on a black
horse, and he told me to get ready in all haste, for a lady was in great want of me. As
soon as I put on my cloak and things, he took me by the hand, and I was sitting behind
him before I felt myself stirring. "Where are we going, sir?" says I. "You'll soon know,"
says he; and he drew his fingers across my eyes, and not a ray could I see. I kept a tight
grip of him, and I little knew whether he was going backwards or forwards, or how long
we were about it, till my hand was taken again, and I felt the ground under me. The
fingers went the other way across my eyes, and there we were before a castle door, and in
we went through a big hall and great rooms all painted in fine green colours, with red and
gold bands and ornaments, and the finest carpets and chairs and tables and window
curtains, and grand ladies and gentlemen walking about. At last we came to a bedroom,
with a beautiful lady in bed, with a fine bouncing boy beside her. The lady clapped her
hands, and in came the Dark Man and kissed her and the baby, and praised me, and gave
me a bottle of green ointment to rub the child all over.
'Well, the child I rubbed, sure enough; but my right eye began to smart, and I put up my
finger and gave it a rub, and then stared, for never in all my life was I so frightened. The
beautiful room was a big, rough cave, with water oozing over the edges of the stones and