In the olden times, velns* grew vexed with the Ilzene folk and he stacked them into a hay-roll and, on his horse-cart, velns drove the roll down to sea where velns intended to drown them for good.
Velns reached a certain bridge which lies, presently, in the Alsviķi lands.
The horse shied and four of the Ilzene folk dropped out right there by the bridge and that is where they have been dwelling to this our day.
Velns was enraged over such loss and he whipped the horse to lope forth.
The cart kept bouncing up and down along the wheel-furrowed road and the Ilzene folk could, indeed, bear it no longer and they started screaming and shouting.
The dreadful ruckus had velns half-deaf already and as soon as velns had reached the Ilzene Inn, he released the people to scatter.
The Ilzene folk thus settled in the nearby ‘Vēķeļi’ household which was built atop a hill and out of that household, the Ilzene Parish was established by and by.
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*Velns – the deity of fertility, the chaotic and disruptive, destructive aspect to creation in the Latvian mythology, also Christian devil.
Latvian Folk Tales 