THE DEATH SIGN.

A woman was out one day looking after her sheep in the valley, and

coming by a little stream she sat down to rest, when suddenly she

seemed to hear the sound of low music, and turning round, beheld at

some distance a crowd of people dancing and making merry. And she grew

afraid and turned her head away not to see them. Then close by her

stood a young man, pale and strange looking, and she beheld him with

fear.

“Who are you?” she said at last; “and why do you stand beside me?”

“You ought to know me,” he replied, “for I belong to this place; but

make haste now and come away, or evil will befall you.”

Then she stood up and was going away with him, when the crowd left off

their dancing and ran towards them crying—

“Come back; come back; come back!”

“Don’t stop; don’t listen,” said the young man, “but follow me.”

Then they both began to run, and ran on until they reached a hillock.

“Now we are safe,” said he; “they can’t harm us here.” And when they

stopped he said to her again, “Look me in the face and say if you know

me now?”

“No,” she answered, “you are a stranger to me.”

“Look again,” he said, “look me straight in the face and you will know

me.”

Then she looked, and knew instantly that he was a man who had been

drowned the year before in the dark winter time, and the waves had

never cast up his body on the shore. And she threw up her arms and

cried aloud—

“Have you news of my child? Have you seen her, my fair-haired girl,

that was stolen from me this day seven years? Will she come back to me

never no more?”

“I have seen her,” said the man, “but she will never come back, never

more, for she has eaten of the fairy food and must now stay with the

spirits under the sea, for she belongs to them body and soul. But go

home now, for it is late, and evil is near you; and perhaps you will

meet her sooner than you think.”

Then as the women turned her face homeward, the man disappeared and she

saw him no more.

When at last she reached the threshold of her house a fear and

trembling came on her, and she called to her husband that some one

stood in the doorway and she could not pass. And with that she fell

down on the threshold on her face, but spake no word more. And when

they lifted her up she was dead.

Ancient legends, Mystic Charms & Superstitions of Ireland With sketches of the Irish past · 第 56 / 274 题