The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-07-22

nor wagon, yet seemed to be both in
one.
''That's an odd horse" exclaimed the
Troll. He can't travel far without wear
ing himself out If he goes on snorting fire
and flame"
"We'l see" cried the boy, springing
into the caboose behind what you've al
ready guessed to DC locomotive
ON went the Troll, and the tread Of his
seven-leaRued boots made the stones fly,
the waters splash and the earth quake.
The boy came smoothly and quietly be-
hind for little while. Presently he put
on more steam, the whistle rang out over
the hills, and the iron horse dashed past
the Troll.
''Hurrah, contradict You'll have to
stretch your legs, now," shrieked the
boy.
On went the iron horse, wreathed in
smoke and fame, its wheels spinning
round faster and faster. The young for
ests waved like cornfelds in storm, as
1T dashed onward, the mountains
whirled past, and louder and louder
grew the echoes of the hills Soon the
Troll looked like tiny speck in the dim
distance.
In the course of an hour or so after the
boy had reached the roads end. the Troll
appeared. The sweat poured from him,
and he painted 50 he could scarcely speak.
H0.Ooho Crleu Ghe ooyl WHO lay
DasklnR in the sunshine.
GOOD gracious what a horse you
hayei" gasped the Troll.
perhaps you might go as fast If you
were on Wheels" said the boy encour-
agingly.
That may be-" said the Troll, and
plunging into the forest soon returned
with four heavy grindstones.
NOW you SHAH see!p quoth he, as he
St9rtad off with a OriOdcfpDn m
each foot and one to each hand.
Full speedy cried the boy jumping
on the Trolls back and swinging his cap.
1t was not long before the Troll lay
sprawling on the ground, the grindstones
rolling in all directions.
You may be more than my match in
speed . cried he, springing to his feet nd
glaring at the boy, who stood laughing fit
to split his sides, but | can give you a
good thrashing, and he shook his
clencAed fists at him.
The boy didn't so much as vince.
"Your hands are strong" said he at
length, but mine are still stronger"
You miserable shoemaker's peg"
shrieked the Troll, giving the boy a
whitening look, Il can crush you to pow
der"
wait till my fingers are ready" said
the boy, producing from his scrip four
cornered box and taking out pair of gilt
tering metal handles.
What are thosel" asked the Troll.
My fingers was the reply. please
take firm hold"
So saying, he touched something inside
the box.
Then you should have seen the Troll
He could neither let go nor hold fast He
kicked and danced like bear on a hot
iron, shrieking and screaming until all
the Trolls peeped out of their mountain
doors to see what was going on.
Now the boy turned off the current.
you have strong fingers" cried the
Troll, as he sank back on the ground.
80, these are only my little fingers, :"
said the boy, putting away the battery.
The Troll stared at him.
What kind of witchcraft have you in
your little fingers, contradict" said he.
ELECTRICITY" replied the boy
"Ekki-lekki,' - mimicked the Troll, he
couldn't get the word electricity.
Its strange what man can think of, /"
quoth he, and he sat musing for long
time. l a. s.1 nf
Toward evening they set out again.
"Ah, well, y said the Troll, after they
had walked some distance. IF you are
more than my match in your. fingers, the
rest of my body's stronger than yours, p"
"We'll see when the right time comes"
said the boy. .---. -.-.....
Presently something glittered afar off.
Whats thatl" cried the Troll.
"The city where man lives" was the
reply. SAG
There the Troll thought he would like
to go.
The boy led theway to lonely hut,
from which wire, resting on white
poles, extended as far as the eye could
reach.
"That's telephone said the boy, in
- 20 =
"Telli-tullel" cried the Troll.
Yes, it's both the ear and the mouth Of
man. said the boy.
Far as / have travelled I've never seen
ears so long, or mouth so broad - said the
Troll, shaking his head.
The boy entered the hut, rang the bell,
put small cornet-shaped object. to his
ear .-s-
"Can 1 get nights lodging for a
Troll3" said he.
The Troll watched him wistfully, his
head first on one side, then on the other.
Have you an answer2" he asked tim
idly.
"Yes. They don't want any more Trolls
there" said the boy.
That's what was afraid Of" said the
Troll.
Wen go near enough to let you have a
good look.
They walked on until they came to a
closed door in rock wall.
The Troll shook it with all his might,
but couldn't open it.
wait, little comrade, till put on my
| fingers, said the boy.
| Taking from his scrip a small object,
attached to q long thread, he placed it in
a crevice of the rock.
! Soon a loud report was heard The
rock door was torn into a Thousand pieces,
| and the Troll lay on his back clawing and
kicking the air.
80, dear O, dearl" he cried, as soon
as he could pick himself up. MAN has
! grown 80 strong these days there's no use
in being Troll"
| But in all the world, comrade," he
continued, what witchcraft have you In
| your ingers2"
Dynamite, . said the boy.
"Thine and mine. echoed the Troll
All at once mighty din and roar rose
up TO the mountain. A bewilGering blaze
| of light burst on the wanderers, bells
rang and spires glittered and shone.
The Troll shook from head to foot.
Whats thatl'i cried he, selling the
boys hand.
Its the city where man lives, )" was
the reply
20, dear O, dearl o, dear! cried the
Troll, bursting into tears. e..
"Why, what ails you3p asked the boy,
as the Troll dropped down on the ground
Il don't knowl Oh, l don't know"
walled the Troll, rocking to and fro, and
weeping bitterly