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IX THE TOUCH OF IRON Ages ago, before the Cymry rowed in their coracles across the sea, there was a race of men already in the Land of Honey, as Great Britain was then called. THE TOUCH OF IRON AGES AGO BEFORE THE CURRY RODE IN THEIR CORACLES ACROSS THE SEA THERE WAS A RACE OF MEN ALREADY IN THE LAND OF HONEY AS GREAT BRITAIN WAS THEN CALLED
s. With the farmer, this had become a fixed state of mind and now it brought him to grief, as we shall see. For though he remembered what his wife liked and disliked, and recalled what her father had told him, he had forgotten that she was a fairy. With this farmer and other Welsh mortals, it had become a habit, when planting a young tree, to throw the last shovelful of earth over the left shoulder. This was for good luck. The farmer was afraid to break such a good custom, as he thought it to be. So merrily he went to work, forgetting everything in his adherence to habit. He became so absorbed in his job, that he did not look where his spadeful went, and it struck his dear wife full in the breast. At that moment, she cried out bitterly, not in pain, but in sorrow. Then she started to run towards the lake. At the shore, she called out, "Good-by, dear, dear husband." Then, leaping into the water, she was never seen again and all his tears and those of the children never brought her back.  CHAPTER NINE OF WELSH FAIRY TALES THIS IS A LIBER FOX RECORDING ALL LIBERVOX RECORDING SO IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN FOR MORE INFORMATION OR TO VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT LIBERVOX D'OR ORG WELSH FAIRY TALES BY WILLIAM ELIOT GRIVIS CHAPTER NINE
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