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

the cook into a frightful rage, and
It's a nice how do We do, indeed,
says the cook, says she, that with a
hairo in the house that slew three giants
that hare would be allowed to come in
and spoil my very choicest dish, and
then go off with itself scot free, says
She And this word came to the new
groom in the ball room, and by this,
and by that" says he, L won't stop
till l go after that hare, and I'll never
stop two nights or eat two meals in the
one house till l bring back that hare
dead or alive And so, off he starts
himself, the hound, the hawk and the
filly; and all that night and the next
day he purshued after the hare, and
late the next evening, when he was
feeling tired out and not able to fol-
low any further, doesn't he see in the
hollow below him little house, and,
drawing on the house, he went in and
was warming himself by the fire with
his hound, his hawk and his filly about
him when he hears a noise at the Win
dow. and there he sees an OLD bag luak-
ing and shaking all over. Och, och,
och, it's cold, cold, cold" says she,
trembling all over. why don't you
come in and warm yourself?' says he.
"Oh," says she, II couldn't go in, for
Pm afraid of these wild animals of
yours. But here says she, pulling three
long hairs out of her head, heres three
of the kind of borochs we used to use
long ago, and tie your animals with
them, and then I'll come in" So he
takes the hairs and ties the hound, the
hawk and the FLY with them, and then
the old bag came in, and she not tremb-
ling at all now, but her eyes flashing
fire, and, says she: Your brother killed
my three sons, and 1 made him pay
dearly for it, and I'll make You pay
dearly" says she, too" So with that
shedrew a sword, and he drew a sword
and both Of them to it, and they fought
long and they fought hard, but the bag
was too many for him, so at length he
had to call on the hound. Hound,
hound says he, where are you at my
commando" SEE the old bag, SEE she:
Hair, hair, hold tight" o. SEE the
hound, 'llow can 1 do anything and my
throat a-cutting?" Then he called on
the hawk. Hawk, hawk" SEE he,
where are you at my commander
Hair, hair" SEE the old bag, SEE she,
hold tightr' co. SEE the hawk, fhow
could do anything and my throat a.
cutting?" Then he called on his filly.
"Filly, fly" SEE he where are you
at my commando" Hair, hair" sez
the old bag, sez she, hold tightr' 20"
SEE the FLY, SEE he, 'how could 1 do
anything and my throat a-cutting?"
bag got the better of him, and, taking
out wee bit of white rod out of her
pocket, she struck him with it, and
turned him into another gray stone
outside the door, and then struck the
hound. the hawk and the FLY, and
turned them into three white stones
Just beside him.
Now, at home as before, they were
watching his fillys hoof tracks every
day regular, and everything went well
till at last one day they observed the
water in them turn bloody and then
they were afreed he was kilt. Then the
very next morning says the youngest
son Jack. says he, It'll start off with
my hound, my hawk and my FLY, and
won't sleep two nights in one bed, or
eat two meals in the one house till /
find what has happened to my two
older brothers." So off he starts
himself, his FLY, his hawk and his
hound-and he Travelled and travelled
away. far further than you could tell
me or I could tell you, till he came in !
sight Of the very same castle his two
brothers reached before him, and draw
ing on the wee hut he saw near it ne
went in, and the old woman jumped
and threw her arms about his neck and |
welcomed him home with a hundred |
thousand welcomes, and told him it /
was a poor thing to go away and leave
his bride the way he did, twice, 'and |
that she was in very bad way, down.
hearted entirely, thinking and fuminat- 7
ing what had become of him, or hap
pened to him at all, at all. And then /
she hurried my brave Jack off to the
castle. And, och, it's there the welcome |
was for him and the rejoicements, be- I
kase he had come back again. And this |