Jessie Macrae and the Ghillie Dhu

Ghillie Dhu DChillie Dhu (GIL-ay doo) is a dark haired tree sprite that lives in woods or thickets, with a preference for birch. Scotland’s forests were once heavily populated by these fairies, but they are now rare and confined to the Gairloch and Loch a Druing.  They are shy creatures and dress in foliage and mosses to camouflage themselves from the human eye, though they do love the company of children, as evidenced in the story of Jessie Macrae and the Ghillie Dhu. 

There was once a fairy who lived in a wood in the Gairloch in Ross-shire. He was called Ghillie Dhu, which means ‘dark servant’, because he had dark hair and dark eyes. His clothes were made of leaves and spun moss, and nobody feared him for he never did anyone any harm. 

One day a little girl, whose name was Jessie Macrae, was walking through the wood and lost her way. It was a summer’s day and the air was warm and bright so Jessie did not worry, but as twilight fell she began to grow afraid and hastened her steps. Try as she might, she could not find her way out of the wood. She was tired and her feet hurt, and she slumped down below a fir tree and began to cry. A voice from behind the tree spoke suddenly and asked, “Why are you crying, little girl?”

Jessie quickly spun round and saw a tiny little man. His hair was as black as the wing of a raven and his pink apple cheeks had merry dimples. His eyes were as brown as hazel nuts in September and gazed back at her, soft and kindly. 

Ghillie Dhu by Alan Lee“Why are you crying?” the Ghillie Dhu asked again. “Your tear drops are falling like rain on the wee blue flowers at your feet. 

“I have lost my way,” said Jessie, “and the night is coming on and I don’t know how to get home.”

“Do not cry, little girl,” the Ghillie Dhu said kindly. “I shall lead you through the wood. I know all the paths – the rabbit’s path, the hare’s path, the fox’s path, the goat’s path, the path of the deer and the path of men. Where do you dwell?”

Jessie told him, and he said, “You have been walking every way but the right way. Folow me and you’ll reach home before the stars come out to peer at us through the trees.”

The Ghillie Dhu turned round about and walked off. He went so fast that Jessie feared she would lose sight of him with his turning round again and again but if he found that she was far behind, he danced a pretty dance until she came up to him, then he scampered on as before. 

After some time they reached the edge of the wood, and Jessie saw her home beside the loch. The Ghillie Dhu bade her goodbye and said “Have I not led you well? Do not forget me! I am the Ghillie Dhu, and I love the company of little boys and girls. If ever you get lost in the wood again, call on me and I shall come to your aid. Goodbye, little girl, goodbye!”

“Goodbye Ghillie Dhu!” Jessie called, and she waved to him as he trotted away merrily into the wood and was soon lost to her sight amongst the trees. 



  • Tarkabarka

    Awww! I love this one! :) I have a thing for benevolent forest spirits. And I love the little dance :) Do you have a source for this?

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    • http://weewhitehoose.co.uk Fee

      I found the original story in Wonder Tales from Scottish Myths and Legends by D.A. MacKenzie. I had a copy of it when I was a wee girl, and this is the story that I remember most clearly from reading it back then :)