The South Isles of Aran (County Galway)Burke, Oliver J. (Oliver Joseph)
History
The South Isles of Aran (County Galway)
Burke, Oliver J. (Oliver Joseph)
Aran Islands (Ireland); Galway (Ireland : County) -- History
The love of the nightingale for this flower is proverbial in the East.
It is unnecessary, of course, for us to remind our readers that the
white and red roses were the badges of the rival houses of York and
Lancaster.
As for the elm and the beech, countless superstitions are attached to
these trees, but as we fail to find that they existed in Aran, so we
shall not prosecute further our inquiries on this head.
_Ferns._--Not the least interesting amongst the botanical curiosities of
Aran are the ferns, that carry their seed on their backs--a seed that
has, it is said, the extraordinary property of making the person in
whose shoes it is placed instantly invisible to all but himself. So
Shakespeare has it, too, in his play of "1 Henry IV.," act ii. scene 1:
"We have the receipt of fern seed, we walk invisible."
[Sidenote: FERNS--INVISIBILITY.]
A painful illustration of this property occurred, it is told, when once
upon a time a man was looking for a foal that had strayed from his
stable. He happened to pass through a meadow just as the fern was
ripened, some of the seeds of which were shaken into his shoes. After a
wearisome and fruitless search during the night he returned all
travel-soiled in the morning, and sat down in his house to join the
family at breakfast. He was amazed to see that neither wife nor children
welcomed him home, nor showed the slightest concern at the night he had
spent, nor even inquired about the result of his search. At length,
breaking silence, he said, "I haven't found the foal." All were
startled, and they looked everywhere to see where he was hiding.
Believing that his family were treating him with contempt, he repeated,
in a towering passion, "I have not found the foal!" They all sprang to
their feet, and his wife called him by name to give over that nonsense,
and to come out from his hiding-place. The creaking of his shoes was
distinctly heard, though the wearer thereof could not be seen. At
length, in a voice of anger, he repeated, as he planted himself opposite
his wife at the foot of the table, "I say, I have not found the foal!"
Need we tell the terrors of the family? But just then he remembered that
he had, on the previous night, crossed a meadow loaded with ferns, and
that some of the seed might have got into his shoes, and that he was
therefore invisible. Flinging them off, he at once became visible to
everybody.
Fern seed has also the valuable property of doubling a man's power in
the working field, several examples of which are given by writers on
this interesting subject.
[Sidenote: FAIRY FLAX--FAIRIES.]
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