An example of one of the evil fairies, whom it is dangerous even to befriend. He undoubtedly belongs to the Unseelie Court. His story is told in Mrs Balfour's article on 'Legends of the Cars', and he must have been one of the yarthkins or strangers of the Fen Country.

One night a young man called Tom Tiver, as he was going home from work, heard a most distressful crying, like an abandoned child, and made out at last that it came from under a great flat stone, half-buried in the grass, called 'The Strangers' Stone'. He managed to lift it up, and he saw underneath a little thing, the size of a year-old child, all wrinkled, and tangled up in its own shining golden hair and beard. It thanked him kindly enough for freeing it, and asked him what he would like for a gift, a fine wife or a pot of gold. Tom said he didn't care much for either, but the work of the farm was too hard for him and he'd thank the little man for help with his work.

'Now mind you, never thank me,' said the little thing with an ugly look. 'I'll do the work for you and welcome, but if you give me a word of thanks you'll never get a hand's turn more from me. If you want me just call, 'Yallery Brown, from out of the mools come to help me,' and I'll be there.'

And with that he picked a dandelion clock, blew it into Tom's eyes, and was gone.