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Updated: June 6, 2025
"Then you had better have some," and the Leprecaun took a piece of griddle bread from the shelf and filled two saucers with milk. While the children were eating the Leprecauns asked them many questions "What time do you get up in the morning?" "Seven o'clock," replied Seumas. "And what do you have for breakfast?" "Stirabout and milk," he replied. "It's good food," said the Leprecaun.
As the Leprecaun walked away they stood watching him. "Do you remember," said Seumas, "the way he hopped and waggled his leg the last time he was here?" "I do so," replied Brigid. "Well, he isn't hopping or doing anything at all this time," said Seumas. "He's not in good humour to-night," said Brigid, "but I like him." "So do I," said Seumas.
We wear green clothes because it's the colour of the grass and the leaves, and when we sit down under a bush or lie in the grass they just walk by without noticing us." "Will you let me see your crock of gold?" said Seumas. The Leprecaun looked at him fixedly for a moment. "Do you like griddle bread and milk?" said he. "I like it well," Seumas answered.
Health with you," she added, and strode away. "Health with yourself, Noble Woman," said the Leprecaun, and he stood on one leg until she was out of sight and then he slid down into the hole again. When the Thin Woman was going back through the pine wood she saw Meehawl MacMurrachu travelling in the same direction and his brows were in a tangle of perplexity.
"Ban na Droid of Inis Magrath, and well you know it," was her reply. "I am coming up, Noble Woman," said the voice, and in another moment the Leprecaun leaped out of the hole. "Where are Seumas and Brigid Beg?" said the Thin Woman sternly. "How would I know where they are?" replied the Leprecaun. "Wouldn't they be at home now?"
WHEN the Leprecaun came through the pine wood on the following day he met two children at a little distance from the house. Sitting down before the two children he stared at them for a long time, and they stared back at him. At last he said to the boy: "What is your name, a vic vig O?" "Seumas Beg, sir," the boy replied. "It's a little name," said the Leprecaun.
Like many other customs such as singing, dancing, music, and acting, sleep has crept into popular favour as part of a religious ceremonial. Nowhere can one go to sleep more easily than in a church." "Do you know," said the Thin Woman, "that a Leprecaun came here to-day?" "Are you going to listen to what I am telling you about the Leprecaun?" said the Thin Woman. "I am not," said the Philosopher.
A Leprecaun without a pot of gold is like a rose without perfume, a bird without a wing, or an inside without an outside.
These are serious truths, which cannot be controverted; therefore, silence is fitting as regards them." "Your stirabout is on the hob," said the Thin Woman. "You can get it for yourself. I would not move the breadth of my nail if you were dying of hunger. I hope there's lumps in it. A Leprecaun from Gort na Cloca Mora was here to-day. They'll give it to you for robbing their pot of gold.
The Leprecaun gave a back very close to the tree. Seumas ran and jumped and slid down a hole at the side of the tree. Then Brigid ran and jumped and slid down the same hole. "Dear me!" said Brigid, and she flashed out of sight. The Leprecaun cracked his fingers and rubbed one leg against the other, and then he also dived into the hole and disappeared from view.
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