may have arisen in the recollection of neighbourly acts. The popular belief that flint arrow-heads are their work--the names given in these islands--“_rouets des faïkiaux_,” or fairies’ spindles, to a sort of small perforated disc or flattened bead of stone which is occasionally dug up, and “_pipes des faïkiaux_” to the tiny pipes which date from the first introduction of tobacco,--their connection in the minds of the peasantry with the remains commonly called druidical, and, indeed, with any antiquity for which they cannot readily account, are all more or less confirmatory of the theory above alluded to. Some years ago a grave, walled up on the inside with stones, and containing a skeleton and the remains of some arms, was discovered on a hillside near L’Erée. The country people without hesitation pronounced it to be “_Le Tombé du Rouai des Fâïes_.” One well-preserved cromlech in the same neighbourhood is called “Le Creux des Fâïes” and the local name of cromlechs, in general “pouquelâie,” may have some reference to that famous fairy Puck, or Robin Goodfellow, the west country Pixie, or Pisky, and the mischievous Irish goblin Phooka. According to the best accounts the fairies are a very small people, and always extremely well dressed. The inhabitants of Sark attribute to them the peculiarity of carrying their heads under their arms. They are fond of sporting among the green branches of the trees, and on the borders of running streams. They are supposed to live underground in ant hills, and to have a particular affection for upright stones, around which they assemble, or which they use as marks in some of their games, and the removal of which they are apt to resent by causing injury to the persons or property of those who are bold enough to brave their displeasure in this respect. Some are domestic, living invisibly about the hearth-stone or oven, but willing to make themselves useful by finishing the work which the housewife had not been able to complete during the day. They expected, however, as a reward for their kind offices that a bowl of milk porridge should be set on the floor for them when the family retired to rest. On one occasion a fairy was heard complaining that the porridge was too hot and scalded her. The sensible advice was given--to wait until it cooled. The few stories about fairies that I have been able to collect are given in these pages, and are very much the same as those related in other countries. Of the more elaborate fairy tale--that which recounts the adventures of a life-time, and in which a supernatural being--commonly called a fairy, but who has little or nothing in common with the fays who dance on the green sward by the light of the moon--is the directing influence either for good or bad,--I have been able to discover only the very slightest trace.