The Scottish Celtic review

70 IIoiv the Great TuairisgevI v:as 'pi-^f '^ Death.HOW THE GREAT TUAIRISGEUL* WAS PUTTO DEATH.AWEST HIGHLAND TALE.It was a son of the King of Ireland, and he was going to the hillto hunt (lit., to the hunting hill); and young nobles used to meethim there. He was coming home one night, towards dusk,and saw a shower coming upon him from the west ; and a bigfellow came out of the shower, having a beautiful steed, and themost beautiful woman he ever saw behind him on the steed." Is this you, son of the King of Ireland?" he said. " It is," saidthe son of the King of Ireland. "Will you play with me?"" I will," said the son of the King of Ireland; "I would not beworthy of my people if I would not play a game with you."They began to play, and the game was won by the son of theKing of Ireland. " Take with you the reward of your play," saidthe fellow. " The reward of my play is, that I should have thisbeautiful woman going home with me." He went away, and tookher with him, and reached home.Early as the morrow came he made ready to go to the hilltohunt; and the woman said to him, "You are going to-day, andthat fellow will meet you to-night again. He will play a gamewith you, and you will win, and take nothing but the steedhe has under him." He went away, and betook himself to thehill to hunt; and when he was coming home late, he saw a showercoming upon him from the west, as he did before; and that fellowalighted, for he had the steed with him. "Is this you, .son ofthe King of Ireland ?" " It is I," said the son of the King ofIreland. " Will you play a game with me to-night, son of theKing of Ireland ? " " I will," said the son of the King ofIreland ;" I would not be worthy of my people if I would notplay with you." The game was won by the son of the King ofIreland. " Take the reward of your play." " That is," said theson of the King of Ireland, " that I should have this steed." Hewent away home, and reached the house.Next day, he made ready to go to the hunting hill to meetother young nobles. The woman said to him, " You are goingto-day again ; but that man will meet you, and you willlose the game to-day ; and he will lay as charms upon you that* Description, reimrt, calumny.