One evening as my grandmother was comming home from visiting at Byrnes of Farbreaga the man of the house came down to a river at the foot of the hill with her. They stood at the foot of the hill to talk. The man was just going to go home when something hit him around the hat like a whip, he said to my grandmother "what did you hit me for." Then my grandmother said she "did not hit him atall." Then he told her that something hit him around the hat like a whip. The people said it was fairies that hit him. After that he was killed going home from a fair.