She came the next night and gave
the child her breast, and when she got up to go to the dresser, the
man of the house caught hold of her, but he fell down on the floor.
Then the two young men caught hold of her and they held her. She
told them she was away with the fairies, and they could not keep her
that night, though she was eating no food with the fairies, the way
she might be able to come back to her child. Then she told them they
would all be leaving that part of the country on the Oidhche
Shamhna, and that there would be four or five hundred of them riding
on horses, and herself would be on a grey horse, riding behind a
young man. And she told them to go down to a bridge they would be
crossing that night, and to wait at the head of it, and when she
would be coming up she would slow the horse and they would be able
to throw something on her and on the young man, and they would fall
over on the ground and be saved.
She went away then, and on the Oidhche Shamhna the men went down and
got her back. She had four children after that, and in the end she
died.
It was not herself they buried at all the first time, but some old
thing the fairies put in her place.
'There are people who say they don't believe in these things,' said
the old woman, 'but there are strange things, let them say what they
will.
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