Identifier: phynodderreeothe00call (find matches)
Title: The Phynodderree, and other legends of the Isle of Man
Year: 1882 (1880s)
Authors: Callow, Edward Watson, W. J., ill
Subjects: Tales, Manx Fairy tales, English
Publisher: London : J. Dean and Son
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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By the time his song was ended the breeches had far progressed towards
completion, for stitching away as fast as his fingers could work, he had got
one leg quite finished. Looking round again and seeing no one, neither
elf nor mortal, Tim was getting quite elated, and thought it must be all
stuff and nonsense about the buggane, and that there were no such things
after all. Hearing a noise, he again looked up, and there straight
before him, sure enough, was a head, appearing just out of the ground, and
grinning most horribly at him with great goggle green eyes, distended
nostrils, a wide mouth, and fierce fangish-looking teeth ; altogether about
the very ugliest sight Timothy Mylrea had ever beheld.
One glance was sufficient to convince him it was the veritable buggane
himself, and that all his ideas of there being no such things were erroneous.
But he was a plucky fellow was Tim Mylrea, and continued on with his
work, keeping his eyes steadfastly fixed on the breeches and stitching away
like a patent sewing machine.

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¹ The House of Keys is the name of the Manx Parliament, which was originally founded
by King Orry the Dane.

A LEGEND OF ST. TRINION'S CHURCH. 111

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TIM MVLREA AND THE BUGGANE.


112 THE BUGGANE'S VOW:
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"Timothy Mylrea," shouted the buggane, "what are you doing here ?"
Tim took no notice, but went on with his work faster than ever.
"Do you see my head?" said the elf.
"Hee ! hee !" replied Tim.
"Do you see my great eyes and my long teeth ?" howled the buggane,
getting enraged that the tailor was not frightened.
"Hee ! Hee !" again replied the busy man, stopping his work one
instant to snuff his candle with his fingers and pitch the severed wick at the
head before him; after which he went on with the breeches, which were now
nearly completed.
Having by this time risen entirely out of the ground, the ugly little fellow,
now furious at this last mark of Mylrea's contempt, began capering about
in front of him, and grinning in his face all the time in the most hideous
manner.
"Tim, you brute!" yelled the buggane. "You wretch! Do you see
my strong arms, my ten fingers, my sharp nails, my big—"
Ere he could utter another word, up jumped the tailor, and, seizing
his work, rushed as fast as he could out of the church.

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