bitterly, and once again her husband, lightly chiding her for thus marring the feast with her tears, touched her arm in gentle reproof, and once again in solemn warning she bade him beware. After many years again, they were bidden to a funeral, and she, knowing well the happiness of the holy departed, could not forbear to laugh softly to herself as she mused thereon. Her husband, grieved that any should think her light-hearted in the midst of woe, again tapped her gently on the shoulder, whereupon her mirth suddenly ceased, and she grew still as death. Then, rising quickly, she bade him farewell in great sorrow of heart and was gone, and he watching her, horror-struck, depart, beheld her vanish from his sight, not in the guise of his long-wedded wife, but in the fairy form of the golden-haired maiden of old. Alone she wended her way to the solitary hills, calling her cattle around her, and in long procession they followed her to the lake, in which they disappeared. Her husband, broken-hearted, ne'er trod again the shores of the mysterious lake, but her sons watched oft for her, and one day saw at last the maiden in her shallop of gold appear on the surface, but they saw in her no similitude of their aged mother, and turned away weeping. Then a voice drew them back suddenly, and turning once more to the lake they beheld with joy their beloved mother, who spake lovingly with them, promising to teach them wondrous lore of herbs and plants, that they should heal their neighbours and become wise in all physicians' learning; and also she promised ever to be with them in their work, sustaining them by her magic presence. So day by day her sons went to cull simples on the mountain-side at eventide, and in time waxed wondrous wise, and worked cures which made their names famous throughout the country-side. They also had lands given them, and lived to a great old age in peace and plenty, and in doing good to their neighbours. And the shepherds, keeping their flocks on the mountains, were wont to hear a voice speaking with these learned brothers as they culled their herbs in the 'Physicians' Dingle,' and sometimes there they even saw at their side a radiant form. "And there have never been wanting in any age since the time when this wonderful thing befell, wise and marvellously learned physicians in the valleys below Craig Aran, who could trace their descent from the mystic maiden who wedded the young shepherd of Glyn Melen, and even at this very day there is said to be one at least remaining of those skilled medicine-men, though none in our valley can tell where he may be seen."