The same fisherman told me about another relative who was startled to see a fairy-man standing on his doorstep one Sunday morning when he was washing the potatoes for his dinner. The visitor stepped inside and said to him, ‘Oh little man made of clay, why dost thou break the Sabbath-day?’ This is the only instance I know where a fairy is found supporting a Hebrew institution. There is a strong Prespyterian flavour about the story, and old-type Presbyterianism at that. It is the kind of thing my grandfather might have said. He was a staunch Sabbaterian and no work was permitted in the house, or on the famr, on the Sabbath (he would have thought it sacrilegious to say ‘Sunday’) unless it was absolutely essential. The meat was cooked, vegetables prepared, boots polised, and all the household cleaning was done on Saturday. None of the servants ever worked on Sunday; my grandfather did any work that was necessary himself. No Jew ever kept the Sabbath more strictly than he did, and he was typical of the older school of Presbyterians. (Foster, Ulster, 76)