The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-09-17

home; but as he was disappearing,
doesn't one of the kings men snap the
shoe off his foot; SO home he had to
go that night wanting one shoe. Next
day, and for eight days after, the king
had all his men out securing the coun-
try far and wide to see if they coulo
find the ewner of the shoe, but though
they fiocked to the castle in thousands
not one of them would the shoe fit
And every one of these days the kings
son was out with his FLY, his hawk and
his hounds on the hills hunting. AT last
one day the old woman went to the
castle and told how she had a lodgeI
that come home the night the last giant
was kilt with one boot wanting. And
the next day the king came there him
self with a carriage and four horses and
took the kings son away to his castle.
and there when they tried on him the
boot, doesn't it fit him like as if it was
made on his foot; and the king gave
him his daughter, and the Snarriage
was performed, and all the whole gen.
try and nobility of all the land was in
vited in to a big faist. But, 10 and be-
hould We, on that very night, when all
the spree was going on and the fun was
at its hight in the ball room, and al
were as busy as bees in the Kitchen
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very time doesn't there come to the
kitchen window a hare, and puts in its
head and commenced licking a plate of
some particular nice dainty that was
cooling inside the window, and the cook
was so enraged at one of her very best
dishes being destroyed that she got up
in a passion and put off all her
sorts and said it was nice how do
We do that with hairo in the house
that killed giants a dirty hare would be
allowed to come in and spoil her cook
ing. The word soon came to the
groom's ears in the ballroom, and
though the king and the queen and the
bride and all the nobility and gentry
tried to persuade him against it he
wouldn't stop, and there was no hold
ing of him. He said he wouldn't stop
two nights, or eat two meals meat in
the one house till he would catch that
hare and bring it back dead or alive /
So mounting his FLY, and taking with
him his hawk and his hound, he started
off hot-foot in pursuit. He pursued the
hare all that night and all the next
day, and at evening late he drew on
little wee house he saw in a hollow,
and he went in, for he was tired, and
determined to rest that night. He
wasn't long in, and he was warming
himself at the fire, with his hound, his
hawk and his filly, when he hears
noise at the wee window of the house.
and there he sees a dirty wizened old
bag of a woman, trembling and shak-
ing down to her very finger tips. "Och,
och, och, it's cold, cold, cold,p says she,
and her teeth rafting in her head.
Why don't you come in and warm
yourself?" says he. 'Och, / can't. |
can't" says she. I'm afraid of them
wild animals of yours. But here" says
she, pulling three long hairs out
of her head. and handing them in by
the window to him, "here'' says
she, lis three of the borochsss we
used to have in old times, and if YOU tie
them wild beasts of yours with them
then I'll go in So he took the three
hairs and tied the hawk, the hound and |
the filly with them. and then the old |
bag came in, but she was trembling no |
longer, and, says she, with her eyes
flashing fire, do you know who amp !
says she. 'They call me the Old Hag
of the Forest, and it was my three sons |
you killed to win the kings daughter |
but you'll pay dearly for it now says /
she. With that he drew his sword, and |
the bag drew another, and both of them |
fell to it, and couldn't be able to de-
scribe to you the terrible fight they had |
entirely. But at length the Old Hag of |
the Forest was getting too many for |
him, and he had to call on tile help of /
the hound. Hound, hound says he,
says he, where are you at my COM
at this, Hair, hair" says the old llag, I
says she. hold tight 60" says the |
hound. its hard for me to do anything /
and my throat a-cutting,'' Then he /
called on the hawk. Hawk, hawk"
he called on the fly "F'illy, fly"
mand?" And Hair, hair says the