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1. The Laughing Knights' Island Folktale (continued)

   

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   a pole in his hand heading for the cows. Jack hastened out of the tree. Says he to himself '' if he hits one of the cows with that pole he'll break her back ''
   So he ran towards the cow, and so did the giant, but Jack got between him and the herd. The giant stood ten feet high, and was a fierce looking fellow.
   '' Oh, I'm not as big as you, but get away out of this. '' Jack said that but he knew well that he wouldn't.
   '' No '' said the big fellow, '' until I chew you up in two or three mouthfuls. ''
   '' We'll see about that '' says Jack.
   '' It was you that killed my two fetchers that kept me in beef. ''
   '' It was '' says Jack '' and I'll kill you, too. ''
   '' Oh, let me at him, the dwarf, till I squeeze him in my one hand. ''
   '' Come on '' says Jack, and before he had the words finished the dull was round his neck, Jack gave the usual jerk of the rope, as we may call it and the great giant fell to the ground.
   '' That's the last place you'll lie. ''
   says Jack. '' Are you the last of your tribe? Tell me and I'll let you up. ''
   '' Oh I'm the last of my tribe. ''
   '' I'm very glad to hear it. So you'll never eat no more of my master's cows, and he drew

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   History Edit

   Language

   English

   Informant

   B. O Grady

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Ballyconnell, Co. Cavan