I always saw them like that, but they were bigger at the butt of the river; they go along the course of the rivers. Another time they came about me playing music and I didn't know where I was going, and at last one of them said the same way, "Good evening, Kelleher," and I knew that I was at the gate of the College; it is the sweetest music and the best that can be heard, like melodeons and fifes and whistles and every sort. _Mrs. Kelleher says_: I often hear that music too, I hear them playing drums. _K._: We had one of them in the house for a while, it was when I was living up at Ticnock, and it was just after I married that woman there that was a nice slip of a girl at that time. It was in the winter and there was snow on the ground, and I saw one of them outside, and I brought him in and put him on the dresser, and he stopped in the house for a while, for about a week. _Mrs. K._: It was more than that, it was two or three weeks. _K._: Ah! maybe it was--I'm not sure. He was about fifteen inches high. He was very friendly. It is likely he slept on the dresser at night. When the boys at the public-house were full of porter, they used to come to the house to look at him, and they would laugh to see him but I never let them hurt him. They said I would be made up, that he would bring me some riches, but I never got them. We had a cage here, I wish I had put him in it, I might have kept him till I was made up. _Mrs. K._: It was a cage we had for a thrush. We thought of putting him into it, but he would not have been able to stand in it. _K._: I'm sorry I didn't keep him--I thought sometimes to bring him into Dublin to sell him. _Mrs. K._: You wouldn't have got him there. _K._: One day I saw another of the kind not far from the house, but more like a girl and the clothes greyer than his clothes, that were red. And that evening when I was sitting beside the fire with the Missus I told her about it, and the little lad that was sitting on the dresser called out, "That's Geoffrey-a-wee that's coming for me," and he jumped down and went out of the door and I never saw him again. I thought it was a girl I saw, but Geoffrey wouldn't be the name of a girl, would it? He had never spoken before that time. Somehow I think that he liked me better than the Missus. I used to feed him with bread and milk. _Mrs. K._: I was afraid of him--I was afraid to go near him, I thought he might scratch my eyes out--I used to leave bread and milk for him but I would go away while he was eating it. _K._: I used to feed him with a spoon, I would put the spoon to his mouth. _Mrs. K._: He was fresh-looking at the first, but after a while he got an old look, a sort of wrinkled look. _K._: He was fresh-looking enough, he had a hardy look. _Mrs. K._: He was wearing a red cap and a little red cloth skirt. _K._: Just for the world like a Highlander.