day, with three knots tied upon it, he might recover her. He tied the knots, took the handkerchief and a friend with him, entered the hill at the Black Door, and recovered his wife and child. The white-headed boy accompanied them for some distance from the Black Door, but returned to the hill, and is there still in all probability. Another wife was taken from the neighbourhood of Castle _Lionnaig_, near Loch Aline (_Loch Aluinn_, the pretty loch), in the same parish, to the same hill. She was placed in the lap of a gigantic hag, who told her it was useless to attempt escaping; her arms would close round her “As the ivy to the rock, And as the honeysuckle to the tree; As the flesh round the bone, And as the bone round the marrow.”[27] The woman answered that she wished it was an armful of dirt the Fairy held. In saying so, she made use of a very coarse, unseemly word, and, as no such language is tolerated among the Fairies, the big woman called to take the vile wretch away, and leave her in the hollow in which she had been found, (_an lag san d’ fhuaradh i_) which was done. A man in Balemartin, on the south side of Tiree (_air an leige deas_), whose wife had died in childbed, was sitting one night soon after with a bunch of keys in his hands. He saw his wife passing and repassing him several times. The following night she came to him in his dreams, and reproached him for not having thrown the bunch of keys at her, or between her and the door, to keep the Fairies from taking her back with them. He asked her to come another night, but she said she could not, as the company she was with was removing that night to another brugh far away. Another, somewhere on the mainland of Argyllshire, suspecting his wife had been stolen by Fairies, hauled her by the legs from bed, through the fire, and out at the door. She there became a log of wood, and serves as the threshold of a barn in the place to this day. A woman, taken by the Fairies, was seen by a man, who looked in at the door of a brugh, spinning and singing at her work. A wife, taken in childbed, came to her husband in his sleep, and told him that, by drawing a furrow thrice round a certain hillock sunwise (_deiseal_) with the plough, he might recover her. He consulted his neighbours, and in the end it was deemed as well not to attend to a dream of one’s sleep (_bruadar cadail_). He consequently did not draw the furrow, and never recovered his wife. A child was taken by the Fairies from Killichrenan (_Cill-a-Chreunain_), near Loch Awe, to the shï-en in Nant Wood (_Coill’ an Eannd_). It was got back by the father drawing a furrow round the hillock with the plough. He had not gone far when he heard a cry behind him, and on looking back found his child lying in the furrow.