Welsh UFO sightings from 1817. For sightings from other years please click HERE.
1817
Cwm Pergwm
Thomas Crofton Croker's 'Fairy Legends of Wales', included in his third volume of Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland, first published in 1828, told the story of The Headless Lady. Writing in 1827, the incident is described as having happened about ten years ago.
Mary Lewis was walking through Cwm Pergwm to Blaenpergwm Farm when, near Pont Rhyd y Rhesg bridge:
there appeared before her a female figure, dressed in white, and without a head, which, although it seemed to approach her, never came nearer. Retreat was useless, for every retrograde step she took, the headless figure kept pace with her: she therefore determined on going forward; but the lady preceded her, and always kept in full view about two yards in advance of poor Mary.
She describes this frightful object as about five feet in height, and having in every respect, with the exception of the head, a complete and beautiful female form. Her dress was snow white, and a mantle of dazzling purity fell over her shoulders in Vandyke points. The figure made no sign or motion whatever to Mary; but accompanied her to within six paces of the farmhouse, and then vanished.
Once inside Mary fainted and, whenever she attempted to explain what she had seen, gave way to fits of hysteria. She remained in this state for two days until she was near lifeless with exhaustion. Croker said:
The good woman of the house thought she was actually dead, and sent for her relatives, who brought a bier to take her home. A procession followed the bier to Mary's house; and when they were going to lay her out, she showed symptoms of returning animation, and by slow degrees recovered, when she related the above account of the appearance of the Headless Lady.
1817
Neath
Similarly, this tale was related by the one time landlord of the then deceased Morgan Rhys Harris and included in Thomas Crofton Croker's 'Fairy Legends of Wales', described as having taken place around ten years previously.
"Morgan Rhys Harris rented two farms; the one he lived at, and the other he held inland, and farmed himself. In old times the farmers had kilns close by their houses, to bake their oats and their barley; and the house I am speaking of had this appendage. Morgan Rhys Harris was going down a hill, which led to the farm, when he heard the most delightful music. He stopped, and still he heard this music; he advanced, and he heard it plainer still.
At a little distance before him, in the direct path which he had to cross, and near the kiln, he saw numberless little beings all dancing. Various were the figures and changes of the dance; some advancing, others retreating, and others as if they were dancing reels. The old man paused, and hesitated whether he should return, or what course he should pursue; he feared to pass them, lest he should put his foot on fairy ground, and lose possession of himself; so he made a circuit, and reached the barn near the kiln. There he sheltered himself inside the door, and from this place he watched their movements for an hour.
He distinctly saw them; and he learned the tune which they played, and would have taught it to me, if I had had an ear for music. This old man only died two years ago. I wish you had seen him, for he really was one who spoke the truth, and you might have relied on every word he said."
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