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Legendary fictions of the Irish Celts

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2 28 Fictions <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Irish</strong> <strong>Celts</strong>.<br />

at comdn (hurling), and wonderful were <strong>the</strong> strokes <strong>the</strong>y<br />

gave <strong>the</strong> ball, and fleeter than <strong>the</strong> wind <strong>the</strong>ir racing after<br />

it. As Fion approached <strong>the</strong>y ceased <strong>the</strong>ir sport, and all<br />

coming forward hailed him as <strong>the</strong> protector <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

wronged, and <strong>the</strong> defender <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> island against <strong>the</strong><br />

white strangers. " If you like to amuse yourself, Fion<br />

son <strong>of</strong> Cumhail," said <strong>the</strong> chief <strong>of</strong> one party, " take my<br />

coman, and pull down <strong>the</strong> vanity <strong>of</strong> our opponents." " I<br />

would do your party no honour with this toy," said Fion,<br />

taking <strong>the</strong> coman between his finger and thumb. " Let<br />

that not disturb you," said <strong>the</strong> hurling chief So he<br />

pulled up a neanthog (nettle), and muttering a charm<br />

over it, and changing it thrice from one hand to <strong>the</strong><br />

o<strong>the</strong>r, it became a weapon fitting for <strong>the</strong> hand <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> son<br />

<strong>of</strong> Cumhail. It was worth a year <strong>of</strong> idle life to see <strong>the</strong><br />

blows struck by <strong>the</strong> chief, and hear <strong>the</strong> terrible heavy<br />

sound as <strong>the</strong> coman met <strong>the</strong> ball, and drove it out <strong>of</strong><br />

sight. And <strong>the</strong>re was Cosh Lua (fleet foot) to pursue <strong>the</strong><br />

flying globe and bring it back. " My hand to you," said<br />

<strong>the</strong> eldest boy, " I never saw hurling till now." Fion's<br />

party won <strong>the</strong> first game, and while <strong>the</strong>y were resting for<br />

<strong>the</strong> second a boat neared <strong>the</strong> land, and a man sprung<br />

out and approached <strong>the</strong> party. " Hail, very noble and<br />

courageous chief!"' said he, addressing Fion. "My<br />

lady, <strong>the</strong> Queen <strong>of</strong> Sciatia Breaca, lays on you geasa,<br />

binding on every Curadh, that you come forthwith to visit<br />

her in her island. She is persecuted by <strong>the</strong> powerful<br />

witch Chinas Haistig (flat ear), and she has been advised<br />

to call on you for help." " Perhaps in vain," said Fion.<br />

" I can find out from <strong>the</strong> gift <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Salmon <strong>of</strong> Wisdom<br />

what is passing in any part <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> island, but I am unprovided<br />

with charms against witchcraft." " Let not<br />

that be a hindrance," said<br />

loge, Grune Ceanavaltha<br />

<strong>the</strong> eldest boy <strong>of</strong> Bawr Scul-<br />

(young bearded man) : " my<br />

two bro<strong>the</strong>rs, Bechunach (thief) and Chinas Guillin* (Guil-<br />

* Giiillin, <strong>the</strong> Celtic Vulcan. Several mountains have his name<br />

attached to <strong>the</strong>m. One <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> devil's titles is "Giolla Guillin."

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