`Chased little Jack [Illustration: 0065] `With a shout of mighty, maniacal anger; [Illustration: 0067] `Jack to the beanpod sprang with a leap, and desperate ````hurl'd his `Limbs in a downward, furious, headlong pre-cipitation, `But for a wink up-glanced; his foeman's ponderous ```hob-nails `Shone from aloft: [Illustration: 0069] `````Down crash'd big pods, and bean ```avalanches. `"Haste mother, haste mother, oh! mother, haste, and ```bring me the hatchet!" `Cried Jack, alighting on earth. She brought him an ```axe double-handed. `Jack cleft clean thro' the haulm; that Giant desperate ```hurl'd his `Limbs in a downward, roaring, thund'ring pre-cipitation, [Illustration: 0071] `Crash'd to the ground stone-dead, with a crash as a crag ```from a mountain. `"I'm your master now," said Jack to the harp at his ```elbow; `"There's your old 'un! of him pray give your candid ```opinion!" `Sweetly the mystical harp responded, "Master, a rascal!" [Illustration: 0073] [Illustration: 0074] End of Project Gutenberg's Jack and The Bean-Stalk, by Hallam Tennyson