And now the king did a very mean thing—he directed his sword-bearer to
give him his long sword, which was about twenty feet long, with which he
desired to have the honor of removing my forefather’s head.
But my forebear was not to be outdone. He grasped the king about the
middle with the long fingers of his long hand on his long arm, held him
high above his head for a moment, then threw him far out to sea, telling
him to bring him some of the golden fruit and he would sit on his throne
until he did so, which he proceeded to do, and thereby attained all the
things he would have bought with the golden fruit, and many more
besides.
So great had been the effort in throwing the king into the ocean, my
forefather’s arm at once resumed its natural length.
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_Wherein the Third Document is continued, relating
here the second item thereof, which has to do with
that mighty hunter my four-great-grandfather,
and tells how he made a wonderful capture of a
remarkable beast in nick of time to save his own
life from the headsman of the king._
THIRD DOCUMENT—CONTINUED
_Item Second_
MY four-great-grandfather was a mighty hunter. So great a hunter was he,
he was employed by the king to furnish his zoölogical garden, each
Saturday of each week, with a new animal for his royal inspection.
There was but one single restriction on his employment not to my
ancestor’s liking; but he knew his powers so well he had confidence he
would never lose his employment in that manner. The restriction was, if
he failed to present the king with a new manner of beast upon any
Saturday he would lose his employment by having his head removed
suddenly from his body.
It happened he was, like most young men, smitten by love, and one week
he went away to get married, the nuptials not being finished until late
Friday night. He had provided, however, against this contingency by
capturing two new beasts the week before, thus having one on hand. What
was his horror you may well imagine then when he found it had escaped.
There was nothing to do but go forth and capture another, and he was
abroad the next morning before there was light enough to see.
He went into the forest at a new place and had traveled many miles
without securing anything. Hitherto his practice had been to learn the
whereabouts of the animals, then to set traps for them in the night time
so he might obtain them without blemish, as it would have been worth his
life to have taken before the king an animal marred or injured in any
way. But now he had not time in which to set traps, and he knew not
where to set them anyway.
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