A Ghost of a Suicide
A man was once going to Douglas to hear a great preacher. He left Surby soon after twelve o’clock on Saturday night, and as he was just going to cross the river near Ballasalla,...
A man was once going to Douglas to hear a great preacher. He left Surby soon after twelve o’clock on Saturday night, and as he was just going to cross the river near Ballasalla,...
Folklore / Folktales / Manx Folktales
by Ian · Published November 14, 2012 · Last modified December 11, 2018
Down in the valley of St. Mark’s, near a little purling brook, lies the famous granite boulder, weighing between twenty and thirty tons, known by the name of Goddard Crovan’s stone. It was cast into this situation one day by Goddard Crovan, son of Harold the Black, of Iceland, who lived with his termagant wife in a great castle on the top of Barrule.
Fairies / Folklore / Folktales / Manx Fairies / Manx Folktales
by Ian · Published November 13, 2012 · Last modified December 11, 2018
I have heard many Manxmen protest they have been carried insensibly great distances from home, and without knowing how they came there, found themselves on the top of a mountain.
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