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At that moment, she cried out bitterly, not in pain, but in sorrow. Then she started to run towards the lake. AT THAT MOMENT SHE CRIED OUT BITTERLY NOT IN PAIN BUT IN SORROW THEN SHE STARTED TO RUN TOWARDS THE LAKE
make sure of its growing. But farmers are sometimes very superstitious. They even believe in luck, though not in Puck. Some of them have faith in what the almanac, and the patent medicine may say, and in planting potatoes according to the moon, but they scout the idea of there being any fairies. 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.  THE HOLE DEEP ENOUGH TO MAKE SURE OF ITS GROWING BUT FARMERS ARE SOMETIMES VERY SUPERSTITIOUS THEY EVEN BELIEVE IN LUCK THOUGH NOT IN POOK SOME OF THEM HAVE FAITH IN WHAT THE ALMANAC AND THE PATENT MEDICINE MAY SAY AND IN PLANTING POTATOES ACCORDING TO THE MOON THAT THEY SCOUTED THE IDEA OF THERE BEING ANY FAIRIES 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 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 SUMMARILY HE WENT TO WORK FORGETTING EVERYTHING IN HIS ADHERENCE TO HAVE IT HE BECAME SO ABSORBED IN HIS JOB THAT HE DID NOT LOOK WHERE HIS SPADE FOR WENT AND IT STRUCK HIS DEAR WIFE FULL IN THE BREAST
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