The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-08-06

mighty polite. an pullin' mis- forelock,
be raison his poor ould mother had
always instructed him in the heighth
of good breedin'-''I'm come here, your
Ryal Highness," says Jack, Ito thry
for yer daughter"
Hum" says the king. Me good
young man." says he. don't yer think
it a poor thing to lose yer head?'
IF l lose it, says Jack. sure one
consolation'u be that I'll lose it in a
glorious cause"
An who do ye think would be lis
TENN to this same deludherin' speech
of Jacks. from over the wall. but the
kings beautiful daughter herself. She
took an eyeful out of Jack. an right
well plaised she was with his appear
ance. for
Father" says she at once, hasn't
the boy as good right to get chance
as another? What's his head to you?
Let the boy in," says she.
An sure enough. without another
word, the king took Jack within the
gates. an handin' him over to the sar-
vints, tould him to be well looked
afther, an cared for till mornin'
Next mOrnin' the king took Jack with
him an fetched him out into the yard
Now, then, Jack" says he, we're 60
in to begin. Wen drop into the sta
bles here, an I'll give you your first
chance"
So he took Jack into the stables an
showed him the wonderful big
horses, the likes of which poor Jack
never saw before, an every one of
which was the height of the side wall
of the castle an could step over the
castle walls, which were twenty five
feet high. without strainin themselves.
''Them's purity big horses. Jack
says the king. Il don't suppose ever
ye saw as big or as wonderful as thin
in yer life"
"Oh, they're purity big, indeed" says
Jack, takin' it as cool as if there was
nothin' whatsomever astonshin' TO
him about them. They're purity big,
indeed" says Jack. for this country
But at home with us in Donegal we d
only count them little nags, shootable
for the young ladies to drive in pony
carriages"
What" says the king. edo We name
to tell me We have seen bigger in Done
gal?"
Bigger" says Jack. "Phew! Blood
alive, yer kingship. 1 seen horses in my
fathers stable that could step over
your horses without thrippin'. My
father owned one big horse-the great
est, believe. in the world again
What was he like?" says the king.
quite beyond me to tell We what he was
like. But 1 know when we wanted to
mount il could only be done by means
of a step-laddher, with $50 steps to it,
every step a mile high, an you had to
jump seven miles off the topmost step
70 get to his back. He ate nine tons
of turnips, nine tone of oats an nine
tons of hay in the day, an it took
ninety-nine men in the day time, an
TO- I,
carrying his feeds to him: an when he
wanted a drink the ninety-nine men
had to lead him to a Tough that was
nine miles long, nine miles broad, an
nine miles deep, an he used to drink
it dry at every drink" says Jack, an
then he looked at the king, expectin'
he'd surely have to make liar out of
him for that.
But the king only smiled at Jack an
says he. Jack, that was a wonderful
horse entirely, an no mistake.
Then he took Jack with him out into
the garden for his second trial. an
showed him a bee-skep. the size of the
biggest rick of hay ever Jack had seen:
an every bee in the skep was the size
of a thrush, an the queeny bee as big
as a jackdaw.
Jack" says the king, says he. isn't
them wonderful bees? I'll warrant ye
We never saw anythin' like them?''
''Oh, they're middlin'-middlin' fair
ISM says Jack-"for this country.
But they're nothin' at all to the bees
we have in Donegal. If one of our bees
was flynn across the fields says Jack,
IAN one of your bees happened to
come in it's way. an fall into our bees
eye. our bee would fly to the skep. an
ak another bee to take the mote out of
his eye"
do you tell me so, Jack?' says the
king. You must have great monsthers
Of bees
'MOnsthers," says Jack. "Ah, yer
highness, monsthers is no name for
some of them. remember" says Jack,
says he. "a mighty great breed of bees
ne father owned. They were that big
hat when my fathers new castle was
a-buildin' lin the steddin of the old
)ne. which he consaived to be too
small for a man of his mains). the
xorkmen closed in the roof. an il was
found there was a bee inside, an the
hall door not bein' wide enough, they
had to toss the side wall to let it out
Then the queeny bee-ah, she was a
haste entirely" says Jack.
Whenever she went out to take the
tir she used to overturn all the bitches
Ind hedges in the country; the wind