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THE KING OF IRELAND S SON. 4 1
from him. " Don't mind that," said the short green
man: " I have it." When she came he gave her the
comb, and there was wonder on her.
She came the third night, and said to the son of the
king of Ireland to have for her the head of him who was
combed with that comb, on the morrow morning.
"Now," said she, "there was no fear of you until this
night ; but if you lose it this time, your head is gone."
The pin of slumber was under his head, and he fell into
his sleep. She came and stole the comb from him. She
gave it to the King of Poison, and she said to him that he
could not lose it unless the head should be struck off
himself. The King of Poison took the comb with him,
and he put it into a rock of stone and three score of locks
on it, and the king sat down himself outside of the locks
all, at the door of the rock, guarding it. The short
green man came, and the slippers and the cap on him,
and the rusty sword in his hand, and he struck a stroke
on the stone rock and he opened it up, and he struck the
second stroke on the King of Poison, and he struck the
head off him. He brought back with him then the
comb to the king's son, and he found him awake, and
weeping after the comb. " There is your comb for you,"
said he ; " she will come this now,* and she will ask you
have you the comb, and tell her that you have, and the
head that was combed with it, and throw her the skull."
When she came asking if he had the comb, he said he
had, and the head that was combed with it, and he
threw her the head of the King of Poison.
When she saw the head there was great anger on her,
and she told him he never would get her to marry until
he got a footman (runner) to travel with her runner for
three bottles of the healing-balm out of the well of the
* An ordinary Connacht expression, like the Scotch " the noo."