The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-04-26

cattle was that wild that they we're
running away, disappearing of the
mountain at all quarters, and the Bo-
dach went about his business.
Drawing on night the Bodach come
to the mountain to Crohoore, and he
couldn't see the sign of beast on IT,
let alone 500 And says he to Crohoore
in rage; Where" says he lis my
500 beasts?"
Il suppose" says Crohoorc says he,
they are wherever pleases them best.
How do you expect me to know where
| your 500 beasts are?'
Sir" says the Bodach. says he,
what did send you out here the day
to do?"
"Ye sent me out" says Crohoore,
says he, ito herd this mountain; and
think" says he, yell give in that
have done my duty very well indeed,
for there's the mountain safe and
sound and on the same spot still.
don't want to boast much OF myself"
says Crohoore, says he. but still will
say that II you nad hired a Stacker
man than me you'd have lost your
mountain this day, for FIVE times, mo-
less, II started of
And knowing" says Crohoore says
he, that IL ! left Il to go home for my
bite of dinner, the devil himself
wouldn't overtake Il when | would get
back, ! got your black bull" says he,
'in the hollow below. and killed him
and roasted side of him, and | can
stay out here herding your mountain
for three weeks to come and not want
for good sweet meat
Och, och, OCH" says the Bodach,
says he, you are terrible scoundrel
to let my 500 cattle go east and west
and get lost over the face of the world,
and to kill my black bull" says he,
that l paid 800 guineas for not three
weeks ago" And he went tearing up
and down like raving mailman.
What! What" says Crohoore, says
he, you're surely not vexed with me
and don't rue your bargain?"
And with that the Bodach minded
himself and says he: "Oh, no, no, that's
a way | have when be jumping with
joy. Such a boy as YOU" says he. I'll
never had afore. and such a boy. I am
sure, | will never have again"
The Bodach he didn't go to bed that
night at all. He wandered about and
up and down the whole night planning
what he could do at all, at all, to get
rid of Crohoore, and at long and at last
he struck upon a grand plan. as he
thought There was big, wild beggar
man that they called Billy the Beggar,
who used to come about the Bodach's
house every day begging, and he car
ried a terrible knife with him. and
everybody was afraid to refuse him for
fear of the same.
And the Bodach said to himself that
he would order Crohoore next day to
kill the beggar, for that he had him
and the whole countryside annoyed.
, Then" says the Bodach. says he,
| "Crohoores life will be at my mercy
J in no less than three different ways.
! If he doesn't do my bidding. then can
] do what like with him: II he does
/ my bidding and the beggar kills him.
then my hands will be saved of his
1 blood, but If he gets the better of the
I beggar and kills the beggar, then 1
will have him tried and hung for muir
' der" And for once in his life the Boz
, dach was jumping for Joy.
e The next morning when Crohoore
t had his breakfast he come to the Bo-
dach and asked what was for him to
2 do the day.
why" says the Bodach, there In
8 only one little thing. II is only" says
he, BILLY the Beggar who comes here
s every day, and who has annoyed me,
a and | want you to kill him."
ut is only" says he, Billy the Beg
9 gar who comes here every day, and
who has annoyed me, and want you
s to kill him.
g very well and good" says Crohoore.
g And then the Bodach went away
d about his business, and when he come
d back in the evening and met Crohoore
d he asked him how he had enjoyed him
e self and did he kill Billy the Beggar
f II never had as good days fun in
h my life," says Crohoore, says he, land
e began by killing Billy the Beggar"
t Indeed" says the master, "and how
did you do it?"
s Very easy" says Crohoore, says he
/, when he came to the door begging,
e took him in, and l filled his bag with
IS all the goold and silver you had in your
d chest, and ! put 1t on his back, and
n sent him away Billy the Gentleman
e Billy the Beggar is as dead as a door
Is post, and will never trouble you more
'e And when the Bodach heard this he
q, set up whillaloo. and, "Oh, you are
"a an etarnal scoundrel,' says he, "all the
"a harm ever you done me afore was
s nothing at all. at all, to this. You have
" ruined me out and out" says he, land
le it's meself's the beggar for the rest OF
lie my days"
'e What, what" says Crohoore, says
u he sure you are not vexed with me
and don't rue your bargain"
- "Vexed!" says the Bodach, says he
Its mad am, and rue the day ever