Fairy Treasures Seen By A Man Near Ogwen Lake

: FAIRY MOTHERS AND HUMAN MIDWIVES.

Another tale, similar to the preceding one, is told by my friend, Mr.

Hugh Derfel Hughes, in his Hynafiaethau Llandegai a Llanllechid, pp. 35,

36. The following is a translation of Mr. Hughes's story:--



It is said that a servant man penetrated into the recesses of the

mountains in the neighbourhood of Ogwen Lake, and that he there

discovered a cave within which there was a large quantity of brazen

vessel
of every shape and description. In the joy of his heart at his

good fortune, he seized one of the vessels, with the intention of

carrying it away with him, as an earnest that the rest likewise were his.

But, alas, it was too heavy for any man to move. Therefore, with the

intention of returning the following morning to the cave with a friend to

assist him in carrying the vessels away, he closed its month with stones,

and thus he securely hid from view the entrance to the cave. When he had

done this it flashed upon his mind that he had heard of people who had

accidentally come across caves, just as he had, but that they, poor

things, had afterwards lost all traces of them. And lest a similar

misfortune should befall him, he determined to place a mark on the mouth

of the cave, which would enable him to come upon it again, and also he

bethought himself that it would be necessary, for further security, to

indicate by some marks the way from his house to the cave. He had

however nothing at hand to enable him to carry out this latter design,

but his walking stick. This he began to chip with his knife, and he

placed the chips at certain distances all along the way homewards. In

this way he cut up his staff, and he was satisfied with what he had done,

for he hoped to find the cave by means of the chips. Early the next

morning he and a friend started for the mountain in the fond hope of

securing the treasures, but when they arrived at the spot where the

chip-marked pathway ought to begin, they failed to discover a single

chip, because, as it was reported--They had been gathered up by the

Fairies. And thus this vision was in vain.



The author adds to the tale these words:--But, reader, things are not

always to be so. There is a tradition in the Nant, that a Gwyddel is to

have these treasures and this is how it will come to pass. A Gwyddel

Shepherd will come to live in the neighbourhood, and on one of his

journeys to the mountain to shepherd his sheep, when fate shall see fit

to bring it about, there will run before him into the cave a black sheep

with a speckled head, and the Gwyddel shepherd will follow it into the

cave to catch it, and on entering, to his great astonishment, he will

discover the treasures and take possession of them. And in this way it

will come to pass, in some future age, that the property of the Gwyddelod

will return to them.



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