The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1877-01-27
AN OLD MORSE TALE.

AN OLD MORSE TALE.
Once on time there was man SO Surly
and cross he never thought his wife did
I anything right in the house. So one even
| ing, in hay-making time, he came home
teeth aud making dust.
Dear love, don't be so angry: there
a good man." said his goody; "to. morrow
let us change work. I'll go out with the
mowers and NOW and you shall mind the
! house at home
Yes. the husband thought that would
do very well. He was, quite willing, he
said.
SO early next morning his goody took
a scythe over her neck and went out into
the hay field with the mowers, and began
to NOW; but the man was to mind the
house and do the work at home.
First of all he wanted to cburn the
butter; but when he had churned awhile
he got thirsty, aud went down to the cellar
to tap barrel of ale.
So just when lie had knocked in the
hung and was putting the tap into the cask
he heard overhead tue pig come into the
kitchen. Then off he ran up the cellar
steps, with the tap in his hand, as fast as
he could, to look after the pig lest it should
upset the Churn, but when he got up and
saw the pig had already knocked the churn
over. and stood there roofing and grunting
among the cream which was running all
over the floor, he got so wild with rage
that he quite forgot the ale barrel, and ran
at the pig as hard as he could.
lie caught it, too, just as it ran out Of
doors, and gave it such kick that piggy
lay dead on the spot. Then all at once
he remembered he had the tap in his hand
but when he got down to the cellar every
drop of ale had run out of the cask.
Then he went into the dairy and found
enough cream left to fill the churn again.
and 50 he began to churn, for butter they
must have at dinner.
When he had churned bit, he reme,n-
bered that their milking COW was still shut
up i'll the byre, and hadn't had a bit to eat
nor drop to drink all the morning, though
the sun was high. Then all at once he
thought twas too far to take her down to
the meadow, so he'd just get her up on the
house top-for the house was matched with
sodS and fine crop of grass was growing
there. Now, their house lay close up
against steep down, and he thought if he
laid plank across to the thatch at the
back he'd easily get the COW up.
But still he couldn't leave the churn,
for there was his little babe crawling about
on the floor. And if | leave it," he
thought, 1.-THE child is safe to upset it,
So he took the churn on his back and went
out with it; but then lie thought he'd bet
ter first water the COW before he turned
her out on the thatch, SO he took up
bucket to draw water out of the well: but
as he stopped down at the wells brink, IL.
the cream ran out of the churn over his
shoulders and so down into the well.
Now it was near dinner-time, and he
hadn't even got the butter yet, so he
thought he'd best boil the porrdge, and
filled the pot with water and hung it over
the fire. When he had done that he
thought the COW might perhaps fall off the
thatch and break her leg or her neck 50
he got up on the house to tie her up. One
end of the rope he made fast to the cows
neck, and the other he slipped down the
4 i.l L.,
aud he had to make haste, for the water
now began to boil in the pot, and he had
still to grind the oatmeal.
SO he began to grind away; but while he
was hard at it down fell the COW off the
house top after all, and as she fell she drag
ged the man up the chimney by the rope.
There he stuck fast, and as for the cow,
she hung half way down the wall, swinging
neither get down nor up.
And low the goody had waited seven
lengths and seven breadths for her husband
to come and call them home to dinner; but
never a call they had.
At last she thought she'd waited long
enough and went home. But when she
got there and saw the cow hanging in such
an ugly place, she ran up and cut the rope
in two with her scythe. But as she did
this, down came her husband out of the
chimney, and SO when his old dame came
inside the .tchen there she found him
standing on his head in the porridge- pot.