_Fairies of Upper Brittany._[86]--Principally in Upper Brittany, M. Sébillot found rich folk-lore concerning _fées_, though some of his material is drawn from peasants and fishermen who are not so purely Celtic as those in Lower Brittany; and he very concisely summarizes the various names there given to the fairy-folk as follows:--'They are generally called _Fées_ (Fairies), sometimes _Fêtes_ (Fates), a name nearer than _fées_ to the Latin _Fata_; _Fête_ (fem.) and _Fête_ (mas.) are both used, and from _Fête_ is probably derived _Faito_ or _Faitaud_, which is the name borne by the fathers, the husbands, or the children of the _fées_ (Saint-Cast). Near Saint-Briac (Ille-et-Vilaine) they are sometimes called _Fions_; this term, which is applied to both sexes, seems also to designate the mischievous _lutins_ (sprites). Round the Mené, in the cantons of Collinée and of Moncontour, they are called _Margot la Fée_, or _ma Commère_ (my Godmother) _Margot_, or even the _Bonne Femme_ (Good Woman) _Margot_. On the coast they are often enough called by the name of _Bonnes Dames_ (Good Ladies), or of _nos Bonnes Mères les Fées_ (our Good Mothers the Fairies); usually they are spoken of with a certain respect.'[87] As the same authority suggests, probably the most characteristic _Fées_ in Upper Brittany are the _Fées des Houles_ (Fairies of the Billows); and traditions say that they lived in natural caverns or grottoes in the sea-cliffs. They form a distinct class of sea-fairies unknown elsewhere in France or Europe.[88] M. Sébillot regards them as sea-divinities greatly rationalized. Associated with them are the _fions_, a race of dwarfs having swords no bigger than pins.[88] A pretty legend about magic buckwheat cakes, which in different forms is widespread throughout all Brittany, is told of these little cave-dwelling fairies:-- Like the larger _fées_ the _fions_ kept cattle; and one day a black cow belonging to the _fions_ of Pont-aux-Hommes-Nées ate the buckwheat in the field of a woman of that neighbourhood. The woman went to the _fions_ to complain, and in reply to her a voice said: 'Hold your tongue; you will be paid for your buckwheat!' Thereupon the _fions_ gave the woman a cupful of buckwheat, and promised her that it would never diminish so long as none should be given away. That year buckwheat was very scarce, but no matter how many buckwheat cakes the woman and her family ate there was never diminution in the amount of the fairy buckwheat. At last, however, the unfortunate hour came. A rag-gatherer arrived and asked for food. Thoughtlessly the woman gave him one of her buckwheat cakes, and suddenly, as though by magic, all the rest of the buckwheat disappeared for ever.