On her hands and feet she went , but even with the horse-shoes on she had to be very careful not to stumble , lest some poisoned thorns should enter into her flesh , and she should die . But when at last she was over , it was only to hear that her husband was to be married that day to the daughter of a great lord . Now there was to be a race in the town , and everyone meant to be there , except the stranger who had come over the hill of poison -- everyone , that is , but the cook , who was to make the bridal supper . Greatly he loved races , and sore was his heart to think that one should be run without his seeing it , so when he beheld a woman whom he did not know coming along the street , hope sprang up in him . ` Will you cook the wedding feast in place of me ? ' he said , ` and I will pay you well when I return from the race . ' Gladly she agreed , and cooked the feast in a kitchen that looked into the great hall , where the company were to eat it . After that she watched the seat where the bridegroom was sitting , and taking a plateful of the broth , she dropped the ring and the feather into it , and set if herself before him . With the first spoonful he took up the ring , and a thrill ran through him ; in the second he beheld the feather and rose from his chair . ` Who has cooked this feast ? ' asked he , and the real cook , who had come back from the race , was brought before him . ` He may be the cook , but he did not cook this feast , ' said the bridegroom , and then inquiry was made , and the girl was summoned to the great hall . ` That is my married wife , ' he declared , ` and no one else will I have , ' and at that very moment the spells fell off him , and never more would he be a hoodie . Happy indeed were they to be together again , and little did they mind that the hill of poison took long to cross , for she had to go some way forwards , and then throw the horse-shoes back for him to put on . Still , at last they were over , and they went back the way she had come , and stopped at the three houses in order to take their little sons to their own home . But the story never says who had stolen them , nor what the coarse comb had to do with it . From ` West Highland Tales . ' The Brownie of the Lake Once upon a time there lived in France a man whose name was Jalm Riou . You might have walked a whole day without meeting anyone happier or more contented , for he had a large farm , plenty of money , and above all , a daughter called Barbaik , the most graceful dancer and the best-dressed girl in the whole country side . When she appeared on holidays in her embroidered cap , five petticoats , each one a little shorter than the other , and shoes with silver buckles , the women were all filled with envy , but little cared Barbaik what they might whisper behind her back as long as she knew that her clothes were finer than anyone else 's and that she had more partners than any other girl .
Now amongst all the young men who wanted to marry XXXXX , the one whose heart was most set on her was her father 's head man , but as his manners were rough and he was exceedingly ugly she would have nothing to say to him , and , what was worse , often made fun of him with the rest .
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