The Folk Tales of Scotland: The Well at the World's End and Other Stories
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The classic folk tales of Scotland were passed down from storyteller to storyteller, and from the first sentence they were designed to hold the attention of the listener or reader as though a spell had been cast over them, transporting them to a magical realm where mermaids and men, selkies and sailors, ogres and princesses mingle and are miraculously transformed. The Montgomeries, distinguished folklorists, gathered traditional stories from all parts of Scotland. Their collection, first published in 1956, became a classic of the storytelling tradition, with the stories retold in a simple, dramatic style, appealing to adult and child alike. Now republished by Birlinn Ltd in a handsome gift edition and illustrated with Norah Montgomerie's own original drawings, it is a book to be treasured for years as the key to an enchanted, timeless world.
punished. The King gave his eldest daughter to the lad, so they were married, and the wedding lasted twenty days and twenty nights. THE WIFE AND HER BUSH OF BERRIES NCE upon a time there was a wife who lived in a house by herself. As she was sweeping the house one day, she found twelve pennies. She wondered what she would do with her twelve pennies, and at last thought she couldn’t do better than go to market with them. So she went to the market and bought a kid. As she was going home
the tenth son, the tenth fell on the eleventh son, and the eleventh fell on the twelfth son, who fell back into the peat-bog, taking all the others with him. MALLY WHUPPIE NCE upon a time a man and a woman had so many children they could not get enough food to feed them all. So they took the three youngest lasses and left them in a wood. The three children walked and walked, without seeing a house. It began to grow dark and they were hungry. At last they saw a light, and made for it. They
said the lad, ‘only that you go with me, at the end of the year and the day, to feast at the palace of the King of Lochlan.’ Finn engaged the lad, and the lad served him faithfully to the end of a year and a day. On the morning of the last day, the Tall Lad asked Finn if he was satisfied with him. Finn said he was perfectly satisfied. ‘Well,’ said the lad, ‘I hope I shall have my reward, and that you’ll go with me as you promised.’ ‘You’ll have your reward,’ said Finn, ‘and I’ll go with you.’
Then it gave a screech. ‘We must go, and hurry now,’ said the filly. ‘The King has heard us taking the sword.’ When they had gone some distance, the filly said: ‘Stop now! Look behind you!’ ‘I see a herd of brown horses coming,’ said the young King. ‘So far we are swifter than they,’ said the filly, as they rode on. When they had gone a good distance, she said: ‘Look now! Who is coming?’ ‘A herd of black horses, and one black horse with a white muzzle, galloping madly with a man riding
me if I cure her?’ ‘Any thing you like,’ said the stupid Goodwife, not guessing who she had to deal with. ‘Let’s wet thumbs on that bargain,’ said the Green Lady. So thumbs were wet, and into the sty she marched. The Green Lady looked at the sow with a frown, and then began to mutter to herself words the Goodwife couldn’t understand. They sounded like: ‘Pitter patter, Haly watter.’ Then she took out of her pocket a wee bottle with some kind of oil in it, and rubbed the sow with it