Folk Tales of Breffny

l wee house by the roadside. At the morning of the day he would go for to gather sticks in a w

d a knock at the door. He went over, and when he opene

the fire," says he, for he always ha

good while conversing. He was the best of company, and the

rself here any evening you ar

it again, and the night after that, warming

n it for the third time, "Paddy, I do

ly," says t

the truth I'm speaking, you'll have more g

h a fair share of

u be gone for an ignorant beggar, but let you not be heeding them at all. Don't quit asking to see the King, and in the latter end they'll give in to you. It is with himself the most difficulty will be, for that man will think it hard to believe the likes of a poor old Irishman could have a better cure nor all the doctors in the world. A power of them allowed they'd have her right w

ng him. He took the wee bottle that was to make him a rich ma

]death. The servants made a great mock of the poor old Irishman, but he paid no attention to their words at all. In the latter end he

e head cut off you, my

ys Paddy. "The lady is bound to be ready to ride

er the King of France, and permissi

he bottle, the lady turned in her bed. The second morn

ps, the King's daughter of France rose from her bed

n them. Well, the reward he accepted was a big sack of gold, [1

ing by his clear fire, the li

ell for you, P

gold in that sack than ever

is twice as much I'l

daughter has need of

is a great bully to be fought in the City of

ll me so!"

ut up for to entice a champion to face him; and there will be great laughter when yourself puts in an appearance. They will ask if you are wishful to fight with gloves on your hands, but it is [16]your bare fists are the best. Let y

riving there to see the bully. Well, there was odious laughing and cheering when the crowd saw the champion was come to accept the challenge. The big man was after battering the youth of the

, bringing out the half-crown he had

17]but he could see no sign of the one that was to second him. He went into the ring in odious dread; but then the little fello

d took up a terrible great collection of money for the champion was after destroying the man with a single blow. That lot of gold, along with the purse was

y his own fireside, the little boy

ell for you, P

rich for life I am owi

a service in return for a

I will," say

he lady you cured, the King's daughter of that country," says the boy. "But we cannot contr

rely!" s

ld. It was thronged with regiments of the Good People, past belief or

orse, get m

nly cutting down the bohla

horse!" says old Paddy, ca

ed cap came over to him

cept one of ourselves speaks first. Mind what I'm

cept in answer to a

it. He thought it was a queer sort of a horse, but he passed no remarks. And away th

ke had an island in the middle of it. With one spring the whole party

great lep for a yearl

a blow on the head, the way the sense was

as weary travelling round the water and over the hills to his own place. But the worst of all was the sacks of gold: didn't e