Omaha daily bee., 1899-09-17

off to the castle. And och, its there the
welcome was for him and the rejoicements,
bekaSe he had come back again. And this
time, just as before, the great faist was
given, and the gentry and nobility all asked
in to it, and the play was at it's height when
the word come to the ball room once more
about the unmannerly hare spelling the
cooks best dish the third time, and how the
cook said it was q purity how de We do, en-
tirely, that such a thing would be allowed,
with a hairo in the house that slew three
giants. And with that, without more ado,
off my brave Jack insisted ON starting, and
there was no holding of him, good or bad,
for he said he have to fetch back that hare,
dead or alive. So off Jack starts himself,
his hawk. his hound, and his flly, and Jack
had a sort of notion in his eye tina this same
hare was nothing good, and that twas II led
his two brothers astray, whatever had hap
pened to them. So he travelled on, and on,
and on, for that night and all the next day,
and never came up with the hare, till at
length, late that evening, he saw from him
the same wee hut in the hollow that his
brothers drew on before, and on it my brave
Jack drew, too. And after he had been in
the cabin some time himself, his hound, his
hawk and his flly, he hears the noise at the
window, and there he sees the old bag.
trembling and shaking and quaking, and
"Och, och, och. but it's cold, cold, cold" says
she. And why" says he. "but you come
in and warm yourself?" "Och," says she,
I'm afraid of them Wild animals Of yours.
But here" says she, taking out of her head
three hairs, here's three OF the kind of
borochs we used to use in old times, and
tie your animals with them, and then I'll
go in" Jack took from her the three HAIRS,
and. nregtan6iOp to tjn tho 1bn,,pA t1,o l,ou,,r
and the flly with them, he threw them in
stead into the fire. Then the old hag came
in, her eyes blazing in her head, and, draw
ing a sword, she rushed at Jack to
have his life. And Jack drew his sword
and rushed at her, and both of them to
1t hard and fast, and they fought long and
they fought hard. ii. at length Jack, find
ing the bag putting too sore on him, called
on his hound. Hound, hound, where are
you at my commando" Hair, hair" says
the old nag, says she, 'hold Tight" "o,"
says the hair, tits hard for me to do good
and me a-burning in the fire." And then
Jack cafed ON his hawk. Hawk, hawk"
says ne, where are you at my command p"
Hair. hair says the old hag, says she,
hold tight" 60" says the hair, cts
hard for me to do good and me a-burning
in the fire." Then Jack called on his filly.
rllly, niy, says ne, Wnere are you at
my commando" Hair, hair" says the old
bag, says she, hold tight" 60" says the
hair, "it's hard for me to do good and me
a-burning in the fire." So the hound, the
hawk and the flly all rallied to my brave
Jacks aid, and the hound got hold of the
bag by the heel and wouldn't let her go all
she could do; and with one fling the flly
broke her leg, and the hawk picked out her
two eyes, so she couldn't see what she was
doing, or where she was striking. so then,
she cried out, Mercy, mercy, spare my
life and I'll give you back your two
brothers." "All right" says Jack. tell me
where they are, and how I'm to get them"
"Do you see them two gray stones" says
she, Outside the door, with three smaller
white ones round each of them?" 81 do"
says Jack. "Well," says she, "the gray
stones are your brothers, and the others
are their hounds, their hawks, and their
FLIES; and II you take water from the we'll
at the foot Of that tree below the house,
and sprinkle three drops Of 1t on each of
them stones, they'll al be disenchanted
again." Jack, you may suppose, didn't lose
much timo doing this, and 10 and behold
you from the stones comes up his two