THE WOOING OF BECFOLA (IRISH FAIRY TALES) by James Stephens

CHAPTER I We do not know where Becfola came from. Nor do we know for certain where she went to. We do not even know her real name, for the name Becfola, “Dowerless” or “Small-dowered,” was given to her as a nickname. This only is certain, that she disappeared from the world we know of,…

OISIN’S MOTHER (IRISH FAIRY TALES) by James Stephens

CHAPTER I EVENING was drawing nigh, and the Fianna-Finn had decided to hunt no more that day. The hounds were whistled to heel, and a sober, homeward march began. For men will walk soberly in the evening, however they go in the day, and dogs will take the mood from their masters. They were pacing…

THE BOYHOOD OF FIONN (IRISH FAIRY TALES) by James Stephens

He was a king, a seer and a poet. He was a lord with a manifold and great train. He was our magician, our knowledgable one, our soothsayer. All that he did was sweet with him. And, however ye deem my testimony of Fionn excessive, and, although ye hold my praising overstrained, nevertheless, and by…

THE BIRTH OF BRAN (IRISH FAIRY TALES) by James Stephens

CHAPTER I There are people who do not like dogs a bit—they are usually women—but in this story there is a man who did not like dogs. In fact, he hated them. When he saw one he used to go black in the face, and he threw rocks at it until it got out of…