{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/hoe/hoe2-37.htm","path":"neu/hoe/hoe2-37.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/hoe/hoe2-37.htm","text":"A FARMER was driving home one winter evening from Fellin across the Parika heath, when he suddenly saw a little blue flame on one side, and his horse stopped short and would not move. It was as if he had been stopped by a ditch. He dismounted, and found not a ditch, but an open pit; and he could not drive round it, because there was deep water on all sides. Presently he saw a light flare up like a torch, and then another, till many of them were flitting about everywhere. In consternation, the farmer cried out, \u201cFather, Son, and Holy Ghost, what\u2019s going on here to-night?\u201d The horse sprang forward, as if somebody had stuck a pin into him, and the farmer had only just time to tumble on the sledge, when they went off at full gallop; and the farmer could say that the name of God had occurred to him just at the right time.","title":"THE WILL O\u2019 THE WISPS. (JANNSEN.)","type":"page"}