The Fairy Trinkets of Invernauld

Legend of a young man, his family and a gift from the fairies

By David Watson

Many years ago, a young couple who lived in a cottage near Invernauld Brae were expecting the birth of their first child. They awaited the day excitedly. The future father was very attentive towards his young wife, always insisting that she rest each day during the final months. Despite all the care taken, when the time came for their baby to be born, the young wife didn’t seem to have enough strength. The local midwife did all she could but it seemed hopeless. When she was convinced of this, she finally informed the young man who had been tensely waiting outside that his wife was dying.


On hearing the terrible news, he rushed into the cottage to find his young wife almost in a coma. He kissed her on the forehead, tears in his eyes, then without really knowing what he was doing or where he was going, he wandered off. He looked down sadly as he followed a burn-side path leading up into a hill where fairies were said to live. Suddenly he saw something sparkle in the long grass, and reached down to find some finely wrought gold and silver trinkets. When he looked at them he was certain that they were fairy trinkets. He rushed home and confided them to the midwife who immediately placed the trinkets under the young woman’s pillow.


Only a few minutes later a wee baby girl was born. Her mother was smiling, tears of joy and relief streaming from her eyes. Her husband was overjoyed. He tenderly kissed his wife then triumphantly held up his baby daughter. As he gazed into her eyes he remembered the trinkets. He instinctively knew that he must return them without delay. He was as sure as the wise midwife that they were magic. They had worked a miracle. As he climbed up the hill however, he couldn’t remember where he had found them. Nothing seemed the same. However, he did find a strange cave from which the sound of curious music could be heard. The music seemed to call him. As if in a trance he entered the mouth of the cave. He wasn’t seen by mortal eyes for twelve months.



Awakening


Then one day in May of the following year, late in the afternoon, a shepherd entered the cave to shelter from a heavy shower of rain. He found the young man fast asleep, wearing an expression of utter bliss. The young man suddenly woke up, stretched himself contentedly, and then recounted to the shepherd how he had been joyfully celebrating the birth of his daughter, dancing to the music of fairy pipers most of the afternoon. The shepherd scratched his head and said nothing having decided that the man must be mad.


When the young man returned home to his wife and daughter, he couldn’t believe that a whole year had passed. He was convinced that his absence had only been for a few hours in the afternoon of the day his daughter was born. And yet his beautiful wee daughter was there, standing before him, clearly one year old. The overwhelmed and bewildered young man was eventually forgiven, and even believed, for you should never dismiss too easily any stories relating to the land of the fairies.