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The Sprightly Tailor 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. |