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The little fiddler came forward and drawing his instrument from under his arm, proceeded to scrape the strings. He had on a pair of moss trousers, and his coat was a yellow gorse flower. His feet were clad in shoes made of beetles' wings, which always kept bright, as if polished with a brush. THE LITTLE FIDDLER CAME FORWARD AND DRAWING HIS INSTRUMENT FROM UNDER HIS ARM PROCEEDED TO SCRAPE THE STRINGS HE HAD ON A PAIR OF MOSS TROUSERS AND HIS COAT WAS A YELLOW GORSE FLOWER HIS FEET WERE CLAD IN SHOES MADE OF BEETLES WINGS WHICH ALWAYS KEPT BRIGHT AS IF POLISHED WITH A BRUSH
en little crime in Wales--the best governed part of the kingdom. XXIII THE FAIRY CONGRESS One can hardly think of Wales without a harp. The music of this most ancient and honorable instrument, which emits sweet sounds, when heard in a foreign land makes Welsh folks homesick for the old country and the music of the harp. Its strings can wail with woe, ripple with merriment, sound out the notes of war and peace, and lift the soul in heavenly melody. Usually a player on the harp opened the Eistedfodd, as the Welsh literary congress is called, but this time they had engaged for the fairies a funny little fellow to start the programme with a solo on his violin. The figure of this musician, at the congress of Welsh fairies, was the most comical of any in the company. The saying that he was popular with all the mountain spirits was shown to be true, the moment he began to scrape his fiddle, for then they all crowded around him. "Did you ever see such a tiny specimen?" asked Queen Mab of Puck.  ORG RECORDING BY BETTY B WELSH FAIRY TALES BY WILLIAM ELLIOT GRIFFITH CHAPTER TWENTY THREE THE FAIRY CONGRESS ONE CAN HARDLY THINK OF WALES WITHOUT A HARP THE MUSIC OF THIS MOST ANCIENT AND HONOURABLE INSTRUMENT WHICH EMITS SWEET SOUNDS WHEN HEARD IN A FOREIGN LAND MAKES WELSH FOLKS HOMESICK FOR THE OLD COUNTRY AND THE MUSIC OF THE HARP ITS STRINGS CAN WAIL WITH WOE RIPPLE WITH MERRIMENT SOUND OUT THE NOTES OF WAR AND PEACE AND LIFT THE SOUL IN HEAVENLY MELODY USUALLY A PLAYER ON THE HARP OPENED THE ICE DEFOD AS THE WELSH LITERARY CONGRESS IS CALLED BUT THIS TIME THEY HAD ENGAGED FOR THE FAIRIES A FUNNY LITTLE FELLOW TO START THE PROGRAMME WITH A SOLO ON HIS VIOLIN THE FIGURE OF THIS MUSICIAN AT THE CONGRESS OF WELSH FAIRIES WAS THE MOST COMICAL OF ANY IN THE COMPANY THE SAYING THAT HE WAS POPULAR WITH ALL THE MOUNTAIN SPIRITS WAS SHOWN TO BE TRUE THE MOMENT HE BEGAN TO SCRAPE HIS FIDDLE FOR THEN THEY ALL CROWDED AROUND HIM DID YOU EVER SEE SUCH A TINY SPECIMEN ASKED QUEEN MAB OF PUCK
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