[17] The narrator’s memory failed him at this point, and he was unable

to relate the further developments of this remarkable game of plot and

counterplot. Although the hen-wife was successful in the last event

mentioned, it must be inferred that she was ultimately defeated. I

believe there are other deficiencies in the story. One hears nothing more

of the skin of the wild pig after its first mention, p. 203. The same

remark applies to the Gruagach of the Apple, p. 206. On the other hand,

“the divided stone of druidism” is brought in without explanation. It had

not been asked for.

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_THE RED PONY._

_Narrator, P. MINAHAN, Malinmore, co. Donegal._

There was a poor man there. He had a great family of sons. He had no

means to put them forward. He had them at school. One day, when they were

coming from school, he thought that whichever of them was last at the

door he would keep him out. It was the youngest of the family was last

at the door. The father shut the door. He would not let him in. The boy

went weeping. He would not let him in till night came. The father said he

would never let him in; that he had boys enough.

The lad went away. He was walking till night. He came to a house on

the rugged side of a hill on a height, one feather giving it shelter

and support. He went in. He got a place till morning. When he made his

breakfast in the morning, he was going. The man of the house made him a

present of a red pony, a saddle, and bridle. He went riding on the pony.

He went away with himself.

“Now,” said the pony, “whatever thing you may see before you, don’t touch

it.”

They went on with themselves. He saw a light before him on the high-road.

When he came as far as the light, there was an open box on the road, and

a light coming up out of it. He took up the box. There was a lock of hair

in it.

“Are you going to take up the box?” said the pony.

“I am. I cannot go past it.”

“It’s better for you to leave it,” said the pony.

He took up the box. He put it in his pocket. He was going with himself. A

gentleman met him.

“Pretty is your little beast. Where are you going?”

“I am looking for service.”

“I am in want of one like you, among the stable boys.”

He hired the lad. The lad said he must get room for the little beast in

the stable. The gentleman said he would get it. They went home then. He

had eleven boys. When they were going out into the stable at ten o’clock

each of them took a light but he. He took no candle at all with him.

Each of them went to his own stable. When he went into his stable he

opened the box. He left it in a hole in the wall. The light was great.

It was twice as much as in the other stables. There was wonder on the

boys what was the reason of the light being so great, and he without a

candle with him at all. They told the master they did not know what was

the cause of the light with the last boy. They had given him no candle,

and he had twice as much light as they had.

“Watch to-morrow night what kind of light he has,” said the master.

They watched the night of the morrow. They saw the box in the hole that

was in the wall, and the light coming out of the box. They told the

master. When the boys came to the house, the king asked him what was the

reason why he did not take a candle to the stable, as well as the other

boys. The lad said he had a candle. The king said he had not. He asked

him how he got the box from which the light came. He said he had no box.

The king said he had, and that he must give it to him; that he would not

keep him unless he gave him the box. The boy gave it to him. The king

opened it. He drew out the lock of hair, in which was the light.

“You must go,” said the king, “and bring me the woman, to whom the hair

belongs.”

The lad was troubled. He went out. He told the red pony.

“I told you not to take up the box. You will get more than that on

account of the box. When you have made your breakfast to-morrow, put the

saddle and bridle on me.”

When he made his breakfast on the morning of the morrow, he put saddle

and bridle on the pony. He went till they came to three miles of sea.

“Keep a good hold now. I am going to give a jump over the sea. When I

arrive yonder there is a fair on the strand. Every one will be coming up

to you to ask for a ride, because I am such a pretty little beast. Give

no one a ride. You will see a beautiful woman drawing near you, her in

whose hair was the wonderful light. She will come up to you. She will ask

you to let her ride for a while. Say you will and welcome. When she comes

riding, I will be off.”

When she came to the sea, she cleared the three miles at a jump. She

came upon the land opposite, and every one was asking for a ride upon

the beast, she was that pretty. He was giving a ride to no one. He saw

that woman in the midst of the people. She was drawing near. She asked

him would he give her a little riding. He said he would give it, and a

hundred welcomes. She went riding. She went quietly till she got out of

the crowd. When the pony came to the sea she made the three-mile jump

again, the beautiful woman along with her. She took her home to the king.

There was great joy on the king to see her. He took her into the parlour.

She said to him, she would not marry any one until he would get the

bottle of healing water that was in the eastern world. The king said to

the lad he must go and bring the bottle of healing water that was in the

eastern world to the lady. The lad was troubled. He went to the pony. He

told the pony he must go to the eastern world for the bottle of healing

water that was in it, and bring it to the lady.

“My advice was good,” said the pony, “on the day you took the box up. Put

saddle and bridle on me.”

He went riding on her. They were going till they came to the sea. She

stood then.

“You must kill me,” said the pony; “that, or I must kill you.”

“It is hard to me to kill you,” said the boy. “If I kill you there will

be no way to myself.”

He cut her belly down. He opened it up. She was not long opened when

there came two black ravens and one small one. The two ravens went into

the body. They drank their fill of the blood. When they came out the

little raven went in. He closed the belly of the pony. He would not let

the little bird come out till he got the bottle of healing water was in

the eastern world. The ravens were very troubled. They were begging him

to let the little bird out. He said he would not let it out till they

brought him the bottle. They went to seek the bottle. They came back and

there was no bottle with them. They were entreating him to let the bird

out to them. He would not let the bird out till he got the bottle. They

went away again for the bottle. They came at evening. They were tossed

and scorched, and they had the bottle. They came to the place where the

pony was. They gave the bottle to the boy. He rubbed the healing water

to every place where they were burned. Then he let out the little bird.

There was great joy on them to see him. He rubbed some of the healing

water to the place where he cut the pony. He spilt a drop into her ear.

She arose as well as she ever was. He had a little bottle in his pocket.

He put some of the healing water into it. They went home.

When the king perceived the pony coming he rose out. He took hold of her

with his two hands. He took her in. He smothered her with kisses and

drowned her with tears: he dried her with finest cloths of silk and satin.

This is what the lady was doing while they were away. She boiled pitch

and filled a barrel, and that boiling. Now she went beside it and

stripped herself. She rubbed the healing water to herself. She came out;

she went to the barrel, naked. She gave a jump in and out of the barrel.

Three times she went in and out. She said she would never marry any one

who could not do the same. The young king came. He stripped himself. He

went to the barrel. He fell half in, half out.

He was all boiled and burned. Another gentleman came. He stripped

himself. He gave a jump into the barrel. He was burned. He came not out

till he died. After that there was no one going in or out. The barrel was

there, and no one at all was going near it. The lad went up to it and

stripped himself. He rubbed the healing water on himself. He came to the

barrel. He jumped in and out three times. He was watching her. She came

out. She said she would never marry any one but him.

Came the priest of the pattens, and the clerk of the bells. The pair

were married. The wedding lasted three nights and three days. When it

was over, the lad went to look at the place where the pony was. He never

remembered to go and see the pony during the wedding. He found nothing

but a heap of bones. There were two champions and two young girls playing

cards. The lad went crying when he saw the bones of the pony. One of the

girls asked what was the matter with him. He said it was all one to her;

that she cared nothing for his troubles.

“I would like to get knowledge of the cause why you are crying.”

“It is my pony who was here. I never remembered to see her during the

wedding. I have nothing now but her bones. I don’t know what I shall do

after her. It was she who did all that I accomplished.”

The girl went laughing. “Would you know your pony if you saw her?”

“I would know,” said he.

She laid aside the cards. She stood up.

“Isn’t that your pony?” said she.

“It is,” he said.

“I was the pony,” said the girl, “and the two ravens who went in to

drink my blood my two brothers. When the ravens came out, a little bird

went in. You closed the pony. You would not let the little bird out till

they brought the bottle of healing water that was in the eastern world.

They brought the bottle to you. The little bird was my sister. It was my

brothers were the ravens. We were all under enchantments. It is my sister

who is married to you. The enchantments are gone from us since she was

married.”

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_THE NINE-LEGGED STEED._

_Narrator, P. MINAHAN, Malinmore, co. Donegal._

There was a king and a queen. They had but one son. The queen died. He

married another queen. The queen was good to the child. She took care of

him till he was a young man. She sent him away to learn chivalry. When he

came home there was great joy on the queen. When he had rested at home,

he and the huntsman went hunting on the mountain. They found no game at

all. They came to the lake. They sat down on a height beside the lake.

They saw three swans coming towards the height. They rested on the lake.

They swam in under the place where they were sitting. They came on the

shore. They threw off them the transforming caps. They arose the three

maidens. One woman of them was very comely. They came up to the young

men. The comely woman was there. She and the king’s son were talking

until night. When they were going she asked him would he be there the

next day. He said he would. The women went on the shore. They put on the

transforming caps. They went away the three swans. The young men came

home. There was great joy on the young queen. She asked the huntsman what

kind of sport they had. He said they had none at all; that three swans

came from the eastern direction; that they had settled on the lake; that

they swam in to the place where they were sitting; that they rose up on

the beach; that they threw off the transforming caps; that they rose the

three maidens; that one of them was very beautiful; that he himself and

the king’s son were talking with the girl.

The young queen said they were done with his master. “I will give you

five pounds if you put the slumber-pin in his clothes. He will fall

asleep then. She won’t get a word of talk from him. He will be sleeping.”

The young man said he would do it. They took their supper. They went to

lie down. When day came they arose. They washed themselves. They took

their breakfast. They went hunting. They found no sport at all till they

came to the lake. They sat down on a pretty hillock. They saw the three

swans coming. They settled on the lake. They came in on the shore. They

threw off them the transforming caps. They rose the three maidens. When

the son of the king and the huntsman sat down, the huntsman put the

slumber-pin in his clothes. He fell asleep. The girls came up. They sat

by his side.

“Great is the sleep that’s on your master to-day.”

“That is no wonder for him,” said the huntsman. “He does not sleep one

night at home, but is out rambling and courting.”

She was shaking him to wake him. She failed to wake him till it was time

for her to be going. She said to the young man, “Tell your master we will

come here to-morrow; unless he is awake to-morrow to speak to us, we will

come no more.”

They went away then. They put on them the transforming caps. They went

away again the three swans. The young man took out the slumber-pin from

his master’s clothes. He awoke then. They went home then. He was not

speaking a word. The young queen asked the huntsman how it happened with

him to-day? He said it happened well; that he put him asleep to-day.

“A good man you are,” said she. “Here are five pounds more for you. Do

the same to-morrow.”

They took their supper. They went to lie down. When the day came on the

morrow, they arose and took their breakfast. The king’s son said to the

huntsman that he would not go with him to-day; that it was he was doing

something or other to him.

“It is not I,” said the huntsman.

The king’s son went out. The huntsman followed him. When they were coming

near the lake, he could not fasten the slumber-pin in him. When they were

coming to the place where they sat he threw the slumber-pin. He got it

fastened in his frock. He fell asleep on the instant. He took hold of

him; he drew him to the place where they used to sit. He sat down by his

side. The three swans came. They settled on the lake. They swam in to the

shore. They threw off them the transforming caps. They rose the three

maidens. They came again to the place where the young men were.

“Is your master asleep to-day?”

“He is; he has not slept a wink at home for three nights.”

She was shaking him to try if she could wake him. She failed. When she

was going, “Say to your master that he will never see sight of me while

streams run or grass grows.”

They went away then. The huntsman took the slumber-pin out. Then he

awoke. He looked up at the sun. Night was at hand. He asked were the

maidens there that day. The young man said they were.

“What did they say when they were going?”

“They said you would never have a sight of them while streams run or

grass grows.”

“Don’t come near me or I will kill you.”

Fear would not let the huntsman come near him. They went home then. The

young queen asked the young man were the maidens with them that day. The

young man said they were.

“What did they say to you?”

“They said you would not see a sight of them while streams run or grass

grows.”

“You are done with her,” said the queen.

They took their supper then and went to lie down. When the day came he

arose and washed. He took his breakfast. He said good-bye to them. He

said he would not sleep a second time for one night in one house; that he

would wear his legs to his knees till he got one sight of that woman.

He went with himself then. He was walking till it was night. He saw not

a house at all that would give him lodging. He saw one house on the side

of a hill, one feather giving it support and shelter. He went into the

house. A horse-beast spoke to him from the side. He gave welcome to the

son of the King of Erin.

“Go down to the fire and warm yourself; when you have warmed yourself, go

to the room, and there is food and drink on the table: don’t be afraid

of anything at all. Nothing will happen to you till morning. When you

have eaten enough come down and lie here on the grass under my head that

I may talk with you.”

He came down and sat on the grass: “Have no wonder at anything you see.”

It was not long till he heard a troop coming into the house. Three seals

came in. They came into the room. They threw off the transforming caps.

They sat down to dinner. The son of the king wondered when he saw the

three seals coming in. It was not long till he heard them talking and

laughing. Said the eldest of them,—

“If I had the son of the King of Erin here I would give on him a gift. I

would give him an apple. There is not a going astray, nor any (trouble),

let him throw the apple in the air, there would come a court and castle

in the track; there would come food and drink in the track.”

Said the second son, “If I had the son of the King of Erin here, I would

give him a ring; and there is not a battle or breaking that would come on

him, let him raise the ring between himself and his (enemies) he would

blind them and kill them all.”

Said the son that was youngest, “If I had the son of the King of Erin

here, I would give him the nine-legged steed for his riding.”

“Get up now,” said the nine-legged steed; “get up and shake yourself out

of the grass. Go forward. You will find three champions as handsome as

ever you saw. Salute them as politely as you can. Tell them you hope they

will not be worse than their promise.”

He went forward and saluted them. He took them by the hand. He sat in

their company till morning. When the day came they were going. They left

a breakfast on the table. They gave him the three gifts. They went then

and put on the transforming caps. They went away as three seals. The son

of the king came down then, and sat under the beast’s head.

“Now,” said the nine-legged steed, “I have one fault, that a rider

never gets on me but I must throw him three times. When you take your

breakfast, get a saddle and bridle; put them on me. Take me down to the

soft ground; go riding on me, and I must throw you.”

He took his breakfast. He went riding on her then. She asked him if he

was ready. He said he was.

“I will throw you as gently and quietly as I can.”

She walked a couple of steps. She lifted her rump and flung him. He was

jerked up into the air, and fell down on the back of his head.

She came about him. “I believe you are killed.”

“I am not,” said he. “I am none the worse.”

“You are a good man,” said she; “if you stand two other tumbles I will

never throw you again.”

When he was rested, he went riding again. She lifted her rump again, and

jerked him into the air. She came about him to see if he was killed. “I

believe you are killed.”

“I am none the worse,” said he.

“If you stand one more tumble, I will never throw you again.”

He rested himself. He went riding again. She asked him if he was ready.

He said he was. She flung him again and tossed him into the air. He fell

down on the back of his head. She looked about to see if he was alive.

“Now,” said she, “I will never throw you again. Now when you are rested,

and you run to your riding, do not pull the bridle on my head. I know

where you are going. I will bring you to the place you are drawing to.”

She stretched herself to her full speed and red running;

So that she took the hill at a leap, the glen at a standing jump:

So that she overtook the wind that was before her,

And the wind behind did not overtake her:

Till the cups of her two knees were rubbing her two jaws bare:

So greatly she was running,

till she came to the door of the king.

“Give me to no one whatever till a red boy comes,” said the nine-legged

steed.

The king rose out. He gave welcome to the son of the King of Erin. Boys

came up to the horse to put her in the stable. He did not give her to

them. A red boy came. He asked would he give her to him. She told him to

give her. They came into the parlour.

He got dinner then. He was eating and drinking till it was well on in

the night. The king said then that he had an island, and that he gained

nothing by it for a long time: that Owases were risen up on it.

“I am not going to give my daughter to any one who does not kill them and

clear the island.”

“We will throw a look around to-morrow,” said the son of the King of Erin.

When he took breakfast on the morrow-morning, he went out to the

nine-legged steed. She told him what was to be done.

“Put saddle and bridle on me: go riding on me. There are three miles of

sea between the land and the island. I will clear the three miles at a

leap. Tie me to the stump of a tree.”

She went forward then, and he had the ring in his hand. The first Owas

man that met him, he raised the ring between himself and him, and blinded

him. He was killing and slaughtering till he killed the last on the

island. He went down to the nine-legged steed. He went riding on her

then, and she cleared the three miles. She told him not to look behind

him till he came to the king’s door. When he came up to the gate there

was thunder and lightning, and he thought the mid-heaven was falling,

such was the rattle. There was a great sink of mud at the door of the

hen-wife, and when he was going past by the door he looked behind to see

if there was anything. He fell into the mud and filth. He got up with

dirt and sores on his skin. He was all covered with them.

The daughter of the hen-wife asked leave of her mother to pull him in, or

the pigs would tear him. Her mother told her to do it. She pulled him in.

She put a wisp of straw under him.

He asked her to go under the window of the greenawn on her two knees.

“Ask the girl is there anything at all to do me good, if she hopes to see

the man she left behind her at the fountain.”

The girl said, “Go into my father’s garden. There is a well of fresh

water there. There are rushes beside the well. Pull three stalks. Cut the

white root. Get a bowl. Raise the full of the bowl out of the well. Rub

the white roots in the water until they are melted. Rub the water to his

skin. He will be as well as ever he was.”

She rubbed the water then on every part of his body. He was as well

as he ever was. He had nothing to put on him but old clothes. There

was a butler in the great house. He saw the king’s son falling. He ran

to the place. He took away his clothes. He threw him his own clothes.

The king’s son had nothing to put on him but the butler’s clothes. He

went to the house of the king, and he was at work like the butler. The

butler was in the king’s house in the place of the son of the King of

Erin. The king thought it was the son of the King of Erin that was with

him. He published word through the island to come to the wedding. The

gentlemen were gathered the next day. They went fowling. The king’s son

was carrying the dogs’ food. There came a mist on the hill, and they lost

their way. They said they would be lost. The man who was carrying the

dogs’ food said to the king that if he would give him his daughter in

marriage he would save them all till morning. The king said his daughter

was given to a gentleman who had come there. The gentlemen then said that

they would all be dead in the morning, and it was better for him to tell

a lie and to save them.

“Well! I will give you my daughter if you save us,” said the king.

He threw down the bag with the dogs’ food. Then he got the apple that

he had as a gift. He threw it into the air. Where the apple fell there

rose a court and castle. There came food and drink enough for a hundred

men. They were hungry, and they ate enough and drank enough. Then they

fell asleep. When they woke in the morning, they were lying in a smooth

flat of rushes, and they sweating. There was great joy on them. The

gentleman then said he should get the woman. When the butler came he had

no wife to get. He was vexed. He went home then, and the woman who was

in the greenawn said she would not marry a man at all, but the man who

would ride the nine-legged steed under the window of the greenawn. The

report went out through the island that any man at all who would ride the

nine-legged steed, had the king’s daughter to get. The people were all

gathered. There was a great gathering there. The red boy brought out the

nine-legged steed under the windows of the greenawn. The butler would

let no one ride till he went riding himself the first time. Then he went

riding on her. The nine-legged steed asked him was he ready; he said he

was. She lifted her rump and jerked him up in the air. He fell and was

killed. Then there was another rider then and he went riding. She played

the same trick with him. She was there, and no one at all was going to

ride on her. The king’s son went, and bought himself clothes. He put

them on. He went riding then on the nine-legged steed. She walked up and

down under the windows of the greenawn, and she stirred not head nor

foot. The lady was looking out of the window. When she saw him riding,

she knew him and she came down. She ran out and they caught hold of each

other by the hands. There was great joy on her that she saw him. She

smothered him with kisses, and drowned him with tears; she dried him with

finest cloths and with silk.

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