The Elves came to a house at night, and finding it closed, called upon ‘Feet-water’ (_uisge nan cas_) _i.e._, water in which the feet had been washed, to come and open the door. The water answered from somewhere near, that it could not, as it had been poured out. They called on the Band of the Spinning Wheel to open the door, but it answered it could not, as it had been thrown off the wheel. They called upon Little Cake, but it could not move, as there was a hole through it and a live coal on the top of it. They called upon the ‘raking’ coal (_smàladh an teine_), but the fire had been secured in a proper manner, to keep it alive all night. This is a tale not localized anywhere, but universally known. A man observed a band of people dressed in green coming toward the house, and recognising them to be Fairies, ran in great terror, shut and barred the door, and hid himself below the bed. The Fairies, however, came through the keyhole, and danced on the floor, singing. The song extended to several verses, to the effect that no kind of house could keep out the Fairies, not a turf house (_tigh phloc_), nor a stone house (_tigh cloiche_), etc. The Fairies staying in Dunruilg came to assist a farmer in the vicinity in weaving and preparing cloth, and, after finishing the work in a wonderfully short space of time, called for more work. To get rid of his officious assistants, the farmer called outside the door that Dunruilg was on fire.[23] The Fairies immediately rushed out in great haste, and never came back. Of this story several versions are given in the _Tales of the West Highlands_ (ii. 52-4). In some form or other it is extensively known, and in every locality the scene is laid in its own neighbourhood. In Mull the Fairy residence is said to have been the bold headland in the south-west of the island known as _Tun Bhuirg_. Some say the Elves were brought to the house by two old women, who were tired spinning, and incautiously said they wished all the people in Tòn Bhuirg were there to assist. According to others, the Elves were in the habit of coming to Tàpull House in the Ross of Mull, and their excessive zeal made them very unwelcome. In Skye the event is said to have occurred at Dùn Bhuirbh. There are two places of the name, one in Lyndale, and one in _Beinn-an-ùine_, near _Druimuighe_, above Portree. The rhyme they had when they came to Tapull is known as “The rhyme of the goodman of Tapull’s servants” (_Rann gillean fir Thàbuill_). “Let me comb, card, tease, spin, Get a weaving loom quick, Water for fulling on the fire, Work, work, work.”[24] The cry they raised when going away, in the Skye version, runs: “Dunsuirv on fire, Without dog or man, My balls of thread And my bags of meal.”[25] A man, on the farm of Kennovay in Tiree, saw the Fairies about twelve o’clock at night enter the house, glide round the room, and go out again. They said and did nothing. THE LOWLAND FAIRIES.