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Jan. 13, 2009
Cisco CCNA Certification Exam 640-822
THERE was once a time when every creature and bird was gathering to battle. The son of the king of Tethertown said, that he would go to see the battle, and that he would bring sure
word home to his father the king, who
would be king of the creatures
this year. The battle was over before he arrived all but one (fight),
between a great black raven and a snake, and it seemed as if the snake
would get the victory over the raven. When the King's son saw this, he
helped the raven, and with one blow takes the head off the snake. When
the raven had taken breath, and saw that the snake was dead, he said,
"For thy kindness to me this day, I will give thee a sight. Come up now
on the root of my two wings." The king's son mounted upon the raven,
and, before he stopped, he took him over seven Bens, and seven Glens,
and seven Mountain Moors.
"Now," said the raven, "seest thou that house yonder? Go now to it.
It is a sister of mine that makes her dwelling in it; and I will go
bail that thou art welcome. And if she asks thee, Wert thou at the
battle of the birds? say thou that thou wert. And if she asks,
[paragraph continues] Didst
thou see my likeness? say that thou sawest it. But be sure that thou
meetest me to-morrow morning here, in this place." The king's son got
good and right good treatment this night. Meat of each meat, drink of
each drink, warm water to his feet, and a soft bed for his limbs.
On the next day the raven gave him the same sight over seven Bens,
and seven Glens, and seven Mountain moors. They saw a bothy far off,
but, though far off, they were soon there. He got good treatment this
night, as before--plenty of meat and drink, and warm water to his feet,
and a soft bed to his limbs--and on the next day it was the same thing.
On the third morning, instead of seeing the raven as at the other
times, who should meet him but the handsomest lad he ever saw, with a
bundle in his hand. The king's son asked this lad if he had seen a big
black raven. Said the lad to him, "Thou wilt never see the raven again,
for I am that raven. I was put under spells; it was meeting thee that
loosed me, and for that thou art getting this bundle. Now," said the
lad, "thou wilt turn back on the self-same steps, and thou wilt lie a
night in each house, as thou wert before; but thy lot is not to lose
the bundle which I gave thee, till thou art in the place where thou
wouldst most wish to dwell."
The king's son turned his back to the lad, and his face to his
father's house; and he got lodging from the raven's sisters, just as he
got it when going forward. When he was nearing his father's house he
was going through a close wood. It seemed to him that the bundle was
growing heavy, and he thought be would look what was in it.
When he loosed the bundle, it was not without
astonishing himself. In a twinkling he sees the very grandest place
he ever saw. A great castle, and an orchard about the castle, in which
was every kind of fruit and herb. He stood full of wonder and regret
for having loosed the bundle--it was not in his power to put it back
again--and he would have wished this pretty place to be in the pretty
little green hollow that was opposite his father's house; but, at one
glance, he sees a great giant coming towards him.
"Bad's the place where thou hast built thy house, king's son," says
the giant. "Yes, but it is not here I would wish it to be, though it
happened to be here by mishap," says the king's son. "What's the reward
thou wouldst give me for putting it back in the bundle as it was
before?" "What's the reward thou wouldst ask?" says the king's son. "If
thou wilt give me the first son thou hast when he is seven years of
age," says the giant. "Thou wilt get that if I have a son," said the
In a twinkling the giant put each garden, and orchard, and castle in
the bundle as they were before. "Now," says the giant, "take thou thine
own road, and I will take my road; but mind thy promise, and though
thou shouldst forget, I will remember."
The king's son took to the road, and at the end of a few days he
reached the place he was fondest of. He loosed the bundle, and the same
place was just as it was before. And when he opened the castle-door he
sees the handsomest maiden he ever cast eye upon. "Advance, king's
son," said the pretty maid; "everything is in order for thee, if thou,
wilt marry me this very night." "It's I am the man that
said the king's son. And on the same night they married.
But at the end of a day and seven years, what great
man is seen coming to the castle but the giant. The king's son
minded his promise to the giant, and till now he had not told his
promise to the queen. "Leave thou (the matter) between me and the
giant," says the queen.
"Turn out thy son," says the giant; "mind your promise." "Thou wilt
get that," says the king, "when his mother puts him in order for his
journey." The queen arrayed the cook's son, and she gave him to the
giant by the hand. The giant went away with him; but he had not gone
far when he put a rod in the hand of the little laddie. The giant asked
him--"If thy father had that rod what would he do with it?" "If my
father had that rod he would beat the dogs and the cats, if they would
be going near the king's meat," said the little laddie. "Thou'rt the
cook's son," said the giant. He catches him by the two small ankles and
knocks him--"Sgleog"--against the stone that was beside him. The giant
turned back to the castle in rage and madness, and he said that if they
did not turn out the king's son to him, the highest stone of the castle
would be the lowest. Said the queen to the king, "we'll try it yet; the
butler's son is of the same age as our son." She arrayed the butler's
son, and she gives him to the giant by the hand. The giant had not gone
far when he put the rod in his hand. "If thy father had that rod," says
the giant, "what would he do with it?" "He would beat the dogs and the
cats when they would be coming near the king's bottles and glasses."
"Thou art the son of the butler," says the giant, and dashed his brains
out too. The giant returned in very great rage and anger. The earth
shook under the sole of his feet, and the castle shook and all that was
in it. "OUT HERE THY SON," says the giant, "or in a twinkling the
stone that is highest in the dwelling will be the lowest." So needs must they had to give the king's son to the giant.
The giant took him to his own house, and he reared him as his own
son. On a day of days when the giant was from home, the lad heard the
sweetest music he ever heard in a room at the top of the giant's house.
At a glance he saw the finest face he had ever seen. She beckoned to
him to come a bit nearer to her, and she told him to go this time, but
to be sure to be at the same place about that dead midnight.
And as he promised he did. The giant's daughter was at his side in a
twinkling, and she said, "Tomorrow thou wilt get the choice of my two
sisters to marry; but say thou that thou wilt not take either, but me.
My father wants me to marry the son of the king of the Green City, but
I don't like him." On the morrow the giant took out his three
daughters, and he
said, "Now son of the king of Tethertown, thou hast
not lost by living with me so long. Thou wilt get to wife one of the
two eldest of my daughters, and with her leave to go home with her the
day after the wedding." "If thou wilt give me this pretty little one,"
says the king's son, "I will take thee at thy word."
The giant's wrath kindled, and he said, "Before thou gett'st her
thou must do the three things that I ask thee to do." "Say on," says
the king's son. The giant took him to the byre. "Now," says the giant,
"the dung of a hundred cattle is here, and it has not been cleansed for
seven years. I am going from home to-day, and if this byre is not
cleaned before night comes, so clean that a golden apple will run from
end to end of it, not only thou shalt not get my daughter, but 'tis a
drink of thy blood that will quench my
thirst this night." He begins cleaning the byre, but it was just as
well to keep baling the great ocean. After mid-day, when sweat was
blinding him, the giant's young daughter came where he was, and she
said to him, "Thou art being punished, king's son." "I am that," says
the king's son. "Come over," says she, "and lay down thy weariness." "I
will do that," says he, "there is but death awaiting me, at any rate."
He sat down near her. He was so tired that he fell asleep beside her.
When he awoke, the giant's daughter was not to be seen, but the byre
was so well cleaned that a golden apple would run from end to end of
it. In comes the giant, and he said, "Thou hast cleaned the byre,
king's son?" "I have cleaned it," says he. "Somebody cleaned it," says
the giant. "Thou didst not clean it, at all events," said the king's
son. "Yes, yes!" says the giant, "since thou wert so active to-day,
thou wilt get to this time to-morrow to thatch this byre with birds'
down--birds with no two feathers of one colour." The king's son was on
foot before the sun; he caught up his bow and his quiver of arrows to
kill the birds. He took to the moors, but if he did, the birds were not
so easy to take. He was running after them till the sweat was blinding
him. About mid-day who should come but the giant's daughter. "Thou art
exhausting thyself, king's son," says she. "I am," said he. "There fell
but these two blackbirds, and both of one colour." "Come over and lay
down thy weariness on this pretty hillock," says the giant's daughter.
"It's I am willing," said he. He thought she would aid him this time,
too, and he sat down near her, and he was not long there till he fell
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