The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1877-05-24
I'LL and the Giaat.

JU and the Giant.
Very many years ago, when giants
were to be found in all parts of the world
there lived in Kent well-to-do farmer
named Dick Smith. Now, though his
estate was large, his family was small.
Besides himself, he had only wife and
one child-a little girl-to support. As
might be expected, therefore, Dick Smith
was happy man, until an event hap
pened which seemed likely to render him
wretched and miserable to the last hour
of his life
One day, while busily engaged in the
barn, he was startled by hearing a ire
meudous roar-a roar that would have
drowned the 1oudest thunderclap that
ever pealed!
The earth shook rs with an earthquake.
Whatever it was he could not imagine.
He gasped for breath and trembled, while
from the fields which his men were en-
ployed in reaping the harvest came wild
cries of alarm.
an instant later number of workmen-
CHASTITY with terror, and painting for want
of breath-rulshed into the barn.
MASTER, master Oh, the powers
protect us all We are lost, ruined, I'M
done!"
ssWhat in the name of ST. George is
the matters? demanded the farmer, who,
truth to tell, felt quite as much fright
ened as any one else. "Speak, speak,
some of YOU Don't stand shivering ard
quaking there like pack of towards
One would think you had seen a ghost -
S'Worse than that, master, worse
than that ! A giant, giant !''
ga giant p gasped Dick Smith.
sob, master, hide yourself under the
hay or somewhere" cried old Giles, the
WAGNER, So for he'll be here in minute
Hank There goes the farmhouse %
Giles words were almost drowned by
the awful and unmistakable crash which
reverberated on the air. A giant had
kicked the farmers dwelling down
as easily as a child can knock down q
house of cards. The yells and screams
that followed told that the fall of the
building had been attended by terrible
results.
Having given Dick Smith this advice,
Giles turned and fled. The others fol-
lowed his example, and the farmer, a
moment later, found himself once more
the sole occupant of the barn.
What was to be done?
NVbo4
was the giants laugh of triumph, as
with laundering tread he approached
the barn.
Dick Smith dashed toward the door.
Then he stopped abruptly, and his hair
actually rose on end.
And no wonder.
There, before him, towering up to
the sky, it seemed, was the mightiest
figure in the form of man that ever
was seen. The giant was upon him.
"Ho, no p roared the monster.
Here's another of them"
STOPPING down, he seized the farmer
by the hair of his head, and tying him
with it to his girdle, from which other
unfortunates hung, together with all the
cattle the monster deemed worth carry
ing off, marched away
Dick Smiths sensations Mt that mo-
ment were such as cannot be described.
''Help, help mercy" he roared.
ooh, dear, it's all over with me now -
"No, mop sounded a sweet voice in
his ear. ''Never despair Never de-
spairl' =
Hanging rs he was from the giants
waist, the farmer could not very well
turn round; but he rolled his eyes from
one corner of their sockets to the other
i'll a vain attempt to catch glimpse of
the one who dared to speak hopefully
even under such dreadful circumstances.
But he could not see the speaker.
''Who are YOU" he demanded.
Don't you know me?' replied the
same voice. 81 am Jill, your daughter /!
Don't give way to despair, father I'll
set you free, sure enough, and have re-
yenge too for all the injury this giant has
done us, never fear"
The farmer could scarcely credit his
own senses. Mas it really his little
daughter Jill. who, all undaunted by the
ferocious aspect of the giant, and undo
spairing at the position in which they
were placed, could breathe such words
OF promise in his ear?
Yes; it was indeed jill who spoke.
what DO you mean, child? Surely
you dream. The fright has been too
much for you, and you have lost your
senses"
. Not SO, father; just wait, that's all. :
After these expressions of confidence
IN her own ability to perform her prom
Use, Jill-who WAS suspended by her long
hair from one of the giants button-holes
-rclapsed into silence.
On strobe the giant, covering at least
half a mile with each easy stride, for he
seemed quite unconscious OF the weight
Of the numerous oxen hanging from his
back, or the many men, women and chill
dren hanging suspended in front OF him.
Dick Smith was wondering whether
little Jill had really gone mad or not,
when he heard a great splash, and, look
ing down, observed that the giant was up
to his knees in water The monster was
wading through vast lake, on the op-
posite shore of which was built his
castle. Then Dick Smith heard his little
daughters voice again 1t was lust as
apI fall nj