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222 WEST HIGHLAND TALES.
" Kill you your mothers, and take tliem with you on
top of you, and take them ahout the big town, and
be shouting, ' Who will buy old dead carlins T and you
will get your fortunes."
When they heard that they went home, and each
one of them began upon his mother with a stone in a
stocking till he killed her.
They went on the morrow to the big town. Tliey
began at shouting, " Who will buy old carlins dead 1 "
And there was no man wlio would buy tJ/af.
When the people of the big town were tired
making sport of them, they set the dogs at them
home.
"Wlien they came home that night they laid do^ra
and they slept. On the morrow, when they rose, they
went where DomhnuU was, and they seized on him and
they put him into a barrel. They went with it to reel
it down from a peak of rock. They were thus, and
they had time about carrying it. The one said to the
other, " Since the way was so long, and the day so hot,
that they should go in to take a dram." They went
in, and they left him in the barrel on the great road
without. He heard a " tristeich "* coming, and who
was there but the sheplierd, and a hundred sheep vnth
him. He came down, and he began to play a "trump "
(Jew's harp) which he had in the barrel. The shep-
herd struck a stroke of his stick on the barrel
"Wlio's in here?" said he. "It's me," said D6mh-
null. " What art thou doing in it 1 " said the shep-
herd. " I am making a fortune in it, " said Dumli-
null, " and no man ever saAv such a place with gold
and silver. I have just filled a thousand purses here,
and the fortune is nearly made."
* Tristeich : a word wliicli exactly describes the tripping
souud of a lot of sheep on hard ground.

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