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Fairy Adventures from Chronicles of Pantouflia By Andrew Lang

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256               THE GOLD OF FAIRNILEE.
He never did anyone any harm, but he sat and warmed himself at the kitchen fire. If any work was unfinished he did it, and made every­thing tidy that was left out of order. It is a pity there are no such bogles now! If any­body offered the Brownie any payment, even it it was only a silver penny or a new coat, he would take offence and go away.
Other stories the old nurse had, about hidden treasures and buried gold. If you believed her, there was hardly an old stone on the hill­side but had gold under it. The very sheep that fed upon the Eildon Hills, which Randal knew well, had yellow teeth because there was so much gold under the grass. Randal had taken two scones, or rolls, in his pocket for dinner, and ridden over to the Eildon Hills. He had seen a rainbow touch one of them, and there he hoped he would find the treasure that always lies at the tail of the rainbow. But he got very soon tired of digging for it with his little dirk, or dagger. It blunted the dagger, and he found nothing. Perhaps he had not marked quite the right place, he thought. But he looked at the teeth of the sheep, and they were yellow; so he had no doubt that there was a gold-mine under the grass, if he could find it.
The old nurse knew that it was very difficult to dig up fairy gold. Generally something happened just when people heard their pick-
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