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 Rh was to be seen. He went in, and found in the hall a fine supper set ready, and a large fire burning.

He ate his supper and sat down by the fire to dry his wet clothes; still nobody came.

At last twelve o’clock struck, the door opened, and in came the Dräglin’ Hogney.

He sat down over against the young man and glowered at him. Then said the Dräglin’ Hogney:

“Does yer horse kick ony?”

“Ow, ay,” said the young man,

“There’s a hair to fling ower him.”

The young man flung it ower his horse.

“Does yer hund bite ony?”

“Ow, ay,” said the young man.

“There’s a hair to fling ower him.”

Again, “Does yer hawk pick ony?”

“Ay, ay,” said the young man.

“There’s a hair to fling ower him.”

With that the Dräglin’ Hogney whiecked (whisked) frae the tae side to the tither, till he fell upon the young man and killed him.

The second son then makes the same request to his father, with the same result.

The third son, finding neither of his brothers return, goes out to seek them, finds of course the same castle and a similar entertainment, but when the Dräglin’ Hogney begins to work his spell by asking, “Does yer horse bite ony?” and giving the hair to fling over him, the young man flings it on the fire.

“What’s that crackin’?” says the Dräglin’ Hogney.

“It’s the craps o’ the green wud come yer waysay,” said the young man.

Again, “Does yer hund bite ony?”

“Does yer hawk pick ony?”

The hairs are thrown on the fire.

“What’s that crackin’?” is asked again.

“It’s the craps o’ the green wud came yer waysay,” is