The Witch path through Moneygorbet

The Witches path through Monygorbet Long ago my great-grandfather was coming home from a fair late at night. He was drunk. He slept on the bewitched path. In the morning he came home. He found a small box in his pocket. When he opened the box in his house he saw a very small hammer, a tiny awl and a last and other tint cobbler's tools. The fairies put them in his pocket. Ever after that he could sole any boot or shoe although he never made it a trade.

Collected by Róis Níc A' Bháird of Monygorbet