The Golden Bough: A Study in Magic and Religion (Third Edition, Vol. 10 of 12)Frazer, James George
Religion
The Golden Bough: A Study in Magic and Religion (Third Edition, Vol. 10 of 12)
Frazer, James George
Magic; Mythology; Religion; Superstition
(M192) Sometimes valuable information may be obtained from the fairies on
Hallowe’en. There was a young man named Guleesh in the County of Mayo.
Near his house was a _rath_ or old fort with a fine grass bank running
round it. One Hallowe’en, when the darkness was falling, Guleesh went to
the rath and stood on a gray old flag. The night was calm and still; there
was not a breath of wind stirring, nor a sound to be heard except the hum
of the insects flitting past, or the whistle of the plovers, or the hoarse
scream of the wild geese as they winged their way far overhead. Above the
white fog the moon rose like a knob of fire in the east, and a thousand
thousand stars were twinkling in the sky. There was a little frost in the
air, the grass was white and crisp and crackled under foot. Guleesh
expected to see the fairies, but they did not come. Hour after hour wore
away, and he was just bethinking him of going home to bed, when his ear
caught a sound far off coming towards him, and he knew what it was in a
moment. The sound grew louder and louder; at first it was like the beating
of waves on a stony shore, then it was like the roar of a waterfall, at
last it was like a mighty rushing wind in the tops of the trees, then the
storm burst upon the rath, and sure enough the fairies were in it. The
rout went by so suddenly that Guleesh lost his breath; but he came to
himself and listened. The fairies were now gathered within the grassy bank
of the rath, and a fine uproar they made. But Guleesh listened with all
his ears, and he heard one fairy saying to another that a magic herb grew
by Guleesh’s own door, and that Guleesh had nothing to do but pluck it and
boil it and give it to his sweetheart, the daughter of the King of France,
and she would be well, for just then she was lying very ill. Guleesh took
the hint, and everything went as the fairy had said. And he married the
daughter of the King of France; and they had never a cark nor a care, a
sickness nor a sorrow, a mishap nor a misfortune to the day of their
death.(582)
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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