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 An Evening in the Squlre^s Kitchen. 260 roasted. In the evening, the boy on the farm, where the wedding toojc place, was to fetch them. As he was driving over one of the moQjrs» he plainly heard a voice shouting— ' If you are going to Eldstad, Just tell our Deld, from her are, That Dild fell in the fire.' " The boy was frightened, and drove so fast that the wind whistled in his nostrils, for the weather was cold, and the roads were in a splendid condition. He heard the voice calling after him several times, so he remembered the words well. He came safely home with his load, and went into a room, where the servants were helping themselves to something to eat at the end of a big table, as they found time to get a few mouthfuls. " ' Holloa, lad ! has Old Nick brought you here already, ur haven't you gone for the joints yet ? ' asked one of the people belonging to the house. " ' Yes, of course I have/ said the lad ; ' thefe you see the joints coming in through the door. But I drove as fast as the horse could gallop, for when I came over the moor I heard a voice shouting after me : I f you are going to Eldstad, Just tell our Deld, from her sire, That Dild fell in the fire." ' " ' Oh, that's my child,' shoutcd a voice from amongst the guests in the next room, and in an instant a woman rushed out as if she had lost her senses. She ran against one after the other, and nearly knocked them over, but suddenly her hat fell off, and it was then evident that it was a huldre ; she had been stealing both meat and bacon, butter and cake, beer and brandy, and all that was good. But she became so upset on hearing about the youngster, that she left behind her a silver cup in the beer bowl, and didn't notice that her hat had fallen off. They took both the cup and the hat and kept them at Eldstad ; and the hat had this property, that whoever put it on was invisible to every othcr