"I have been working hard, little grandma," he said. "Don't I deserve a story?" "Let me see," said the grandmother, and there was a twinkle in her eyes. "Did I ever tell you about "THE HUNTER?" "No," said the little boy; "tell me that!" Once upon a time there was a Hunter who had three dogs. The first he called "Run-fast," the second "Catch-the-hare," and the third "I-know-it-better." One day the Hunter went out to hunt, and he called his first dog, Run-fast, and his second dog, Catch-the-hare, and the third dog--what under the sun did I say was the third dog's name? "I-know-it-better!" cried the little boy eagerly. "Very well, then," said the grandmother, laughing a little. "If you know it better, tell the story yourself!" "O grandmother," said the little boy after a moment of surprise, "that's not a story!" "Isn't it?" asked the grandmother. "My great-grandmother said it was. Well, perhaps you will like better the story of "THE WATCH-TOWER BETWEEN EARTH AND HEAVEN" Once upon a time there was a King who had three sons and one daughter. He kept the daughter in a cage and guarded her as the eyes in his head. When the maiden was grown up she begged her father one evening to let her go out and take a walk before the castle with her brothers. The father consented, but hardly was she out of the door when suddenly a Dragon came swooping down from the sky, seized the maiden from among her brothers, and carried her away with him high into the clouds. The brothers rushed headlong back to their father, told him of their misfortune, and begged permission to go and seek their stolen sister. The father consented, gave them each a horse and everything needful for a journey, and they set out. After many wanderings they came across a watch-tower which stood neither on earth nor in heaven. When they reached the place it occurred to them that their sister might be within, and they at once began to take counsel among themselves as to how they should reach it. After long consultation they decided to kill one of their horses, cut his skin into a long strap, fasten the end to an arrow, and shoot it up into some place in the watch-tower where it would hold securely. Then they could easily climb up. The two younger brothers asked the eldest to sacrifice his horse, but he would not; nor would the second brother. So the youngest brother slew his horse, cut the hide into a long strap, bound one end to his arrow, and with his bow shot it up into the tower. But now, when it came to climbing up by the strap, the eldest and second brothers declined, whereupon the youngest undertook the adventure. Arriving at the tower, he went from room to room, until at last he came to one where he saw his sister sitting, with the Dragon's head in her lap, the Dragon being fast asleep.