Traditional story - Old Hazel and Board the Tailor - part 2

Oct 02, 2013 08:38

It's a pity to trust the long Autumn night to him.

There was a young man living in the town who didn't believe in witchcraft. He told himself night after night what a pity it was that those good nuts were left to rot at the head of the old woman and that it would be disgraceful if nobody ever got the use of them. One dark night when the family was at rest, he put a spade on his shoulder and left for the kirkyard, in order to dig up the nuts.

On the road to the cemetery, however, he met with a man with a bad reputation of sheep-stealing.

"Well, hello!" said the sheep-thief, "Where the heck are you going with your shovel at this time of night?"

"Wherever it is that I am going," said the youth. "I twig exactly where it is that you yourself are going, though. You're going to steal mutton on the hoof. If you will give half of the mutton to me, I'll give half of the nuts to you."

The thief agreed.

"While you are gone," said the youth, "I'll sit in the cemetery and crack the nuts until you return."

The sheep-thief and the nut-boy parted on their separate business.


sgeulachd, oidhche_shamhna, october, halloween, seanfhacal

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