In the locality where this fairy man said he resided, a farmer named Charlie M’Keown one evening met one of the wee folk on the bank of the river, near the brae, who asked him to build his new house three feet further to the east, and to face the door to the river, as, if he did not comply, he would annoy them (the fairies) by walking over them, and that it would be worse for him if he persisted. M’Keown replied, ‘are you a prophet?’ and he refused the request, upon which the fairy left. M’Keown built his house over the mearing, part on another estate, for which he had to pay rent. Ill luck followed, for he never prospered after this: he had to sell his farm and emigrate to America. Brenan 61