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- 0:00Speaker 1: Chapter twenty one of Manx Fairy Tales. This is a
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- 0:14Speaker 1: Recording by Jillian Henry. Manx Fairy Tales by Sophia Morrison,
- 0:20Speaker 1: Chapter twenty one, The Little Footprints close to the Niarbil,
- 0:27Speaker 1: the great tale of rock that stretches into the sea
- 0:30Speaker 1: at Dolby, is a little house on the strand. It
- 0:34Speaker 1: is sheltered behind the high rock which rises above its
- 0:38Speaker 1: thatched roof. Before it lies Bay More, the great bay,
- 0:43Speaker 1: held by a chain of mountains, purple with ling. Standing
- 0:48Speaker 1: before its door and looking to the west, you may
- 0:51Speaker 1: see the sun set behind the distant Morn mountains. At
- 0:55Speaker 1: dawn you may see him rise over coronkin Erie La,
- 0:59Speaker 1: the hill of the Rising Day. Here lived Juan, the fisherman.
- 1:05Speaker 1: He knew as well as any person that the little
- 1:08Speaker 1: people were all around. When he was a boy, he
- 1:12Speaker 1: had many a time looked out of the door on
- 1:15Speaker 1: moonlight nights to try if he could put sight on
- 1:18Speaker 1: them dancing on the lonely shore. He had not seen them.
- 1:23Speaker 1: They make themselves invisible when they know that mortal eyes
- 1:26Speaker 1: are on them. But he had seen the tiny riding
- 1:30Speaker 1: lights of their herring fleet in the bay, and had
- 1:33Speaker 1: helped his father to draw in the nets full of
- 1:36Speaker 1: good fish which were sure to be caught the night.
- 1:39Speaker 1: After many a time he had wakened from his sleep
- 1:43Speaker 1: in the dark, and in the pauses of the wind
- 1:46Speaker 1: and the lull of the great breakers, he had heard
- 1:49Speaker 1: the sound of hammering. He knew it was the little
- 1:52Speaker 1: people hammering at their herring barrels in Oiknisyr, the Cooper's
- 1:57Speaker 1: cave under the hills, and that as the chips flew
- 2:01Speaker 1: out onto the waves, they became ships. He had heard
- 2:07Speaker 1: the story of the fisherman, a friend of his father's,
- 2:10Speaker 1: who was fishing one night at Lagnikey when a dense
- 2:14Speaker 1: gray mist rolled in. He thought he had best make
- 2:17Speaker 1: for home. While the footpath above the rocks was visible.
- 2:22Speaker 1: When he was getting his things together, he heard what
- 2:25Speaker 1: sounded like a lot of children coming out of school.
- 2:29Speaker 1: He lifted his head and behold there was a fleet
- 2:33Speaker 1: of fairy boats each side of the rock, the riding
- 2:37Speaker 1: lights shining like little stars on a frosty night. The
- 2:42Speaker 1: crews seemed busy preparing to come on shore, and he
- 2:46Speaker 1: heard one little fellow shout, harareen bocht as erich Broi
- 2:51Speaker 1: sked indeed leer eck in mouner say hill show hanniel
- 2:57Speaker 1: wegen poor times, dirty weather. Hearing enough at the people
- 3:02Speaker 1: of this world, nothing at us, then said the fisherman.
- 3:08Speaker 1: They dropped off and went agate of the flitters. When
- 3:12Speaker 1: Juan was a big boy, he himself saw a thing
- 3:15Speaker 1: which he never forgot. One day he left a boat
- 3:19Speaker 1: over at the farther side of Bay More, and at
- 3:23Speaker 1: night he had to go over to fetch it. It
- 3:26Speaker 1: was a moonlight night, and the bay was as smooth
- 3:28Speaker 1: as glass. As he rowed across, there was no sound
- 3:32Speaker 1: but the lapping of the little waves on the shore,
- 3:36Speaker 1: and now and again the cry of a gannet. Joanne
- 3:40Speaker 1: found his boat on the strand where he had left her,
- 3:43Speaker 1: and was setting to work to launch her when he
- 3:46Speaker 1: thought he saw a glimmering light which was not the
- 3:49Speaker 1: light of the moon, in one of the caves near him.
- 3:54Speaker 1: He stood where he was and listened, and he heard
- 3:57Speaker 1: the sound of faint music. Then he went as silently
- 4:01Speaker 1: as he was able to the cave and looked in.
- 4:05Speaker 1: No light was there but the dim light of the moon.
- 4:09Speaker 1: The shadows in the corners of the cave were as
- 4:12Speaker 1: black as pitch. Joanne was trembling all over, and at
- 4:17Speaker 1: first he was blinking his eyes and could see nothing.
- 4:21Speaker 1: But after some minutes he saw a great stone in
- 4:25Speaker 1: the midst of the cave, and the floor of fine
- 4:28Speaker 1: white sand. And on the sand around that stone there
- 4:32Speaker 1: were little footprints, marks of tiny clogs. They were no
- 4:37Speaker 1: bigger than his thumb. End of Chapter twenty one