human
Tredrill! Tredrill! Thy wife and children greet thee well.
gpt
What care I for wife or child, When I ride on Dowdy's back to the Chapel Well, And have got pap my fill?
human
This was finally done; all the women of the village after it had been put upon a convenient pile
gpt
upon which it naturally set up a frightful roar. After dark it was laid under the stile, and there next morning the woman
human
most beautifully clean and wrapped in a piece of chintz.
gpt
Jenny nursed her recovered child with great care, but there was always something queer about it, as there always is about one that has been in the fairies' power--if only for a few days.
human
Make by night a smoky fire, with green ferns and dry. When the chimney and house are full of smoke as one can bear, throw the changeling on the hearthstone; go out of the house, turn three times round; when one enters, the right child will be restored.