An old man called MIchael Marren once lived in the village of Doogara. He was a constant visitor in the neighbouring houses and always returned home late at night.

One moonlight night when he was coming home late as usual, what should he see in a field near his home but a tiny little man, which Michael knew to be a leprechaun. He gave chase to the Leprechaun, and succeeded in catching him. He asked him to tell