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The Sprightly Tailor

A
sprightly tailor was employed by the great Macdonald, in his castle
at Saddell, in order to make the laird a pair of trews, used in
olden time. And trews being the vest and breeches united in one
piece, and ornamented with fringes, were very comfortable, and
suitable to be worn in walking or dancing. And Macdonald had said
to the tailor, that if he would make the trews by night in the
church, he would get a handsome reward. For it was thought that
the old ruined church was haunted, and that fearsome things were
to be seen there at night.
The
tailor was well aware of this; but he was a sprightly man, and
when the laird dared him to make the trews by night in the church,
the tailor was not to be daunted, but took it in hand to gain
the prize. So, when night came, away he went up the glen, about
half a mile distance from the castle, till he came to the old
church. Then he chose him a nice gravestone for a seat and he
lighted his candle, and put on his thimble, and set to work at
the trews plying his needle nimbly, and thinking about the hire
that the laird would have to give him.
For
some time he got on pretty well, until he felt the floor all of
a tremble under his feet; and looking about him, but keeping his
fingers at work, he saw the appearance of a great human head rising
up through the stone pavement of the church. And when the head
had risen above the surface, there came from it a great, great
voice. And the voice said: " Do you see this great head of mine?"
"I
see that, but I'll sew this!" replied the sprightly tailor; and
he stitched away at the trews.
Then
the head rose higher up through the pavement, until its neck appeared.
And when its neck was shown, the thundering voice came again and
said: "Do you see this great neck of mine?"
"I
see that, but I'll sew this!" said the sprightly tailor and he
stitched away at his trews.
Then
the head and neck rose higher still, until the great shoulders
and chest were shown above the ground. And again the mighty voice
thundered: "Do you see this great chest of mine?"
And
again the sprightly tailor replied: "I see that, but I'll sew
this!" and stitched away at his trews.
And
still it kept rising through the pavement, until it shook a great
pair of arms in the tailor's face, and said "Do you see these
great arms of mine?"
"I
see those, but I'll sew this! " answered the tailor; and he stitched
hard at his trews, for he knew that he had no time to lose.
The
sprightly tailor was taking the long stitches, when he saw it
gradually rising and rising through the floor, until it lifted
out a great leg, and stamping with it upon the pavement, said
in a roaring voice "Do you see this great leg of mine?"
"Aye,
aye: I see that, but I'll sew this!" cried the tailor; and his
fingers flew with the needle, and he took such long stitches,
that he was just come to the end of the trews, when it was taking
up its other leg. But before it could pull it out of the pavement,
the sprightly tailor had finished his task; and, blowing out his
candle, and springing from off his gravestone, he buckled up,
and ran out of the church with the trews under his arm. Then the
fearsome thing gave a loud roar, and stamped with both his feet
upon the pavement, and out of the church he went after the sprightly
tailor.
Down
the glen they ran, faster than the stream when the flood rides
it; but the tailor had got the start and a nimble pair of legs,
and he did not choose to lose the laird's reward. And though the
thing roared to him to stop, yet the sprightly tailor was not
the man to be beholden to a monster. So he held his trews tight,
and let no darkness grow under his feet, until he had reached
Saddell Castle. He had no sooner got inside the gate, and shut
it, than the apparition came up to it; and, enraged at losing
his prize, struck the wall above the gate, and left there the
mark of his five great fingers. Ye may see them plainly to this
day, if ye'll only peer close enough.
But
the sprightly tailor gained his reward: for Macdonald paid him
handsomely for the trews, and never discovered that a few of the
stitches were somewhat long.
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