There once was a leprechaun name Elas who lived in the trunk of a tree. And he only came out in the dark of the night, when nobody could see. For you see Elas was red ....instead of green and amongst the four leaf clover he was easy to be seen. Now, Elas the leprechaun faced such a miserable plight. He wanted to play in the clover in the beautiful Irish daylight. Oh, he wanted to play in the clover in the beautilful Irish day light. But then one night a child was lost and he heard her as she wept. For Elas was..... just waking while the other leprechauns slept. He found the child and comforted her in his special leprechaun way. Then led the little child home... safe before the break of day. Now Elas was so very proud though he couldn't play in the green, and he gave much more than gold away. The little child dreamed... of Elas.... the leprechaun who lived in the tunk a tree, and only came out in the dark of the night when nobody could see. Now this child grew up ...and told this story to me each night as she rocked back and forth and I sat upon her knee. We looked across the meadow.... with the hope that we would see, Elas the red leprechaun.... " Who saved My Grandmother For Me."
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