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

children ; but he was deaf to her entreaties, and she<br />

was obhged to enact <strong>the</strong> part <strong>of</strong> executioner herself.<br />

Fionula, with a girl's acuteness, sorely distrusted her<br />

stepmo<strong>the</strong>r ; and when <strong>the</strong>y arrived at <strong>the</strong> edge <strong>of</strong> a<br />

lake, and she and her bro<strong>the</strong>rs were commanded to get<br />

down and ba<strong>the</strong>, she refused in <strong>the</strong> most decided manner<br />

for <strong>the</strong>m and herself However, Aoife', with assistance<br />

from her retinue, forced <strong>the</strong>m into <strong>the</strong> water, and <strong>the</strong>n<br />

and <strong>the</strong>re, by a stroke on <strong>the</strong> head <strong>of</strong> each with a wand,<br />

<strong>the</strong> wicked Druids gift, she changed <strong>the</strong>m into four<br />

beautiful swans.<br />

On arriving at her fa<strong>the</strong>r's palace, he made inquiry<br />

about his grandchildren, and suspecting that her representation<br />

<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir being in health at home was not true,<br />

he cast her into a druidic sleep, and made her reveal her<br />

wickedness. Restoring her to her ordinary state, he<br />

bitterly reproached her in <strong>the</strong> presence <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> court,<br />

changed her into a grey vulture by a stroke <strong>of</strong> his wand<br />

<strong>of</strong> power, and doomed her to live in <strong>the</strong> cold, and windy,<br />

and sleety air, while time was to endure.<br />

All repaired to <strong>the</strong> lake where <strong>the</strong> enchantment was<br />

effected, and were kept in a state <strong>of</strong> delight listening to<br />

<strong>the</strong> magic songs <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> birds. The chariots stood by<br />

<strong>the</strong> shore, and <strong>the</strong> steeds consumed <strong>the</strong>ir provender, and<br />

<strong>the</strong> knights and ladies still listened entranced, night and<br />

day, until by <strong>the</strong> power <strong>of</strong> Aoife"s words, <strong>the</strong>y were<br />

obliged to rise in <strong>the</strong> air, and direct <strong>the</strong>ir flight to Loch<br />

Derg. There through <strong>the</strong> mildness <strong>of</strong> summer, and <strong>the</strong><br />

harsh winds and ice <strong>of</strong> winter, <strong>the</strong>y abode three hundred<br />

years;—Fionula pressing her dejected and shivering<br />

bro<strong>the</strong>rs to her side, covering <strong>the</strong>m with her wings, and<br />

cheering <strong>the</strong>m with her grandfa<strong>the</strong>r's prophecy—that<br />

when men with shaved heads came over <strong>the</strong> sea, set up<br />

<strong>the</strong>ir tables in <strong>the</strong> east ends <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir houses, and rung<br />

<strong>the</strong>ir bells, <strong>the</strong> first sound would again restore <strong>the</strong>ir<br />

human form.<br />

Three hundred years being gone, <strong>the</strong>y once more were<br />

obliged to take <strong>the</strong>ir flight to <strong>the</strong> sea <strong>of</strong> Moyle, between

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