The good people have the family relations of husband and wife, parent and child, and although it is darkly hinted by some that fairy husbands and wives have as many little disagreements as are found in mortal households, "for, sure a woman’s tongue is longer than a man’s patience," and "a husband is bound for to be gosthered day in an’ day out, for a woman’s jaw is sharpened on the divil’s grindshtone," yet opinions unfavorable to married happiness among the fairies are not generally received. On the contrary, it is believed that married life in fairy circles is regulated on the basis of the absolute submission of the wife to the husband. As this point was elucidated by a Donegal woman, "They’re wan, that’s the husband an’ the wife, but he’s more the wan than she is." The love of children is one of the most prominent traits of fairy character, but as it manifests itself by stealing beautiful babes, replacing them by young Leprechawns, the fairies are much dreaded by west coast mothers, and many precautions are taken against the elves. Thefts of this kind now rarely occur, but once they were common, as "in thim owld times, ye cud see tin fairies where there isn’t wan now, be razon o’ thim lavin’ the counthry." A notable case of baby stealing occurred in the family of Termon Magrath, who had a castle, now in picturesque ruins, on the shore of Lough Erne, in the County Donegal. The narrator of the incident was "a knowledgable woman," who dwelt in an apology for a cabin, a thatched shed placed against the precipitous side of the glen almost beneath the castle. The wretched shelter was nearly concealed from view by the overhanging branches of a large tree and by thick undergrowth, and seemed unfit for a pig-pen, but, though her surroundings were poor beyond description, "Owld Meg," in the language of one of her neighbors, "knew a dale av fairies an’ witches an’ could kape thim from a babby betther than anny woman that iver dhrew the breath av life." A bit of tobacco to enable her to take a "dhraw o’ the pipe, an’ that warms me heart to the whole worruld," brought forth the story. [Illustration: "Owld Meg"] "It’s a manny year ago, that Termon Magrath wint, wid all his army, to the war in the County Tyrone, an’ while he was gone the babby was born an’ they called her Eva. She was her mother’s first, so she felt moighty onaisey in her mind about her ’s knowin’ that the good people do be always afther the first wan that comes, an’ more whin it’s a girl that’s in it, that they thry to stale harder than they do a boy, bekase av belavin’ they’re aisier fur to rare, though it’s mesilf that doesn’t belave that same, fur wan girl makes more throuble than tin boys an’ isn’t a haporth more good.