Legendary fictions of the Irish Celts

I S 8 Fictions of the Irish Celts.
from a tomb, the most awful groans and friglitful outcries,
and a shower of red-hot cinders fell on them. They
retreated down hill in great dismay ; yet, after getting to
some distance, they plucked up courage and returned.
They were received in a more fearful fashion this time,
and once again fled in terror. Unaccountable as it may
appear, they made a third attempt ; but this time the
noise was more appalling than ever, and a terrible being,
with a wild outcry, sprang up from behind the monument,
and rushed on them. Down the hill they flew like deer,
and, after a wild flight, took refuge in the first cabin they
reached. This was their version. We supply another
from the mouth of the fiend, then a young stripling,
and now a plodding citizen of Dublin, and proprietor
of a farm near this extensive and ancient cemetery.
He was seated on the stony enclosure, when he saw,
in the gloom, the two men approaching up hill. He at
once conceived the design of frightening them, and for
this purpose ensconced himself behind a tomb with a
provision of small stones. All the ghostly machineiy
consisted in the groans and bowlings he contrived to
make, and the showers of pebbles he discharged on
the adventurers. At the third attempt he. himself was
startled by a rustling among the dry weeds and stones
behind, and his headlong charge was the result of his
panic. Of course he managed not to come up with
the fugitives.
We must not omit mention of the Fetch (qu. Fcach, to
see). But the readers of " Chambers's Journals," and
the works of German physiologists, and " Harold " and
the " Strange Story," will comprehend (if the matter be
comprehensible) how the human being under ?/;/happy
circumstances can (involuntarily in most cases) project
some outer casimr, or emanation, or larva, or Scin Lceca