Arvon, under the name of Caer yn Arvon, then later Carnarvon, is the town now called Caernarfon in Gwynedd, Wales. While the storyteller tells us that there was an encounter between a goat and a lion there, this does not fit, as there were no lions in Wales of course. The story, in fact, comes from Aesop, and you can read a traditional Aesopic version here: The Lion and the Goat.
[Notes by LKG]
This story is part of the Welsh (Emerson) unit. Story source: Welsh Fairy-Tales and Other Stories by Peter H. Emerson (1894).
The Giantess' Apron-Full
But, meeting a man on this spot with a large parcel of old shoes on his shoulders, the giant asked him how far it was to Mona.
The man replied that it was so far that he had worn out those shoes in travelling from Mona to that place.
The giant, on hearing this, dropped down the stones, one on each side of him, where they now stand upright, about a hundred yards or more distant from each other; the space between them was occupied by this Goliath's body. His mistress at the same time opened her apron, and dropped down the contents of it, which formed this heap.
Gwrgan Farfdrwch's Fable
"I am much obliged to you, master," replied the goat; "perhaps you mean well, and tell me the truth, but you have very bad neighbours, whom I do not like to trust, and those are your teeth, so, with your leave, I prefer staying where I am."
The Story of the Pig-Trough
One day, the mother of the pork-butcher, an old granny, told them she had seen the fairies. "Last night, as I was abed, I saw a bright, bright light come in, and afterwards a troop of little angels. They danced all over my bed, and they played and sang music — oh! the sweetest music ever I heard. I lay and watched them and listened. By-and-by the light went out and the music stopped, and I saw them no more. I regretted the music very much. But directly after another smaller light appeared, and a tall dark man came up to my bed, and with something in his hand he tapped me on the temple; it felt like some one drawing a sharp pin across my temple, then he went too. In the morning my pillow was covered with blood. I thought and thought, and then I knew I had moved the pig's trough and must have put it in the fairies' path and the fairies were angered, and the king of the fairies had punished me for it."
She moved the trough back to its old place the next day, and received no more visits from the wee folk.
When she got home and told her mother, the old woman said:"Well, child, next time you see the snake give it your handkerchief."
The next day Eva went out with beating heart, and ere long she saw the snake come gliding out from the bushes, so she threw down her handkerchief for she was too frightened to hand it to the snake.
The snake's eyes gleamed and twinkled, and, taking the handkerchief into his fangs, he made off to an old ruin, whither Eva followed.
But when they got to the ruin, the snake disappeared, and Eva ran home to tell her mother.
Next day, Père Sauvet and some men went to the ruin, where Eva showed the hole where the snake had disappeared.
Old Père Sauvet lit a fir, and smoked the snake out, killing it with a stick as it glided over the stones.
After that they dug out the hole when they found the handkerchief. Digging still further along, they came upon a hollow place, at the bottom of which they found a lot of gold.