Chap-books of the eighteenth century . enth Century. journey, and make a prize of his beer; but Tom cared nothingfor him; and the Giant met him Uke a roaring Hon, as thoughhe would have swallowed him. Sirrah, said he, who gave you authority to come this way ?Do you not know that I make all stand in fear of my sight;and you, like an impudent rogue, must come and fling openmy gates at pleasure. Are you so careless of your life that youcare not what you do ? Ill make you an example to all roguesunder the sun. Dost thou not see how many heads hang onyonder tree, that have offended my laws? thine s
Chap-books of the eighteenth century . enth Century. journey, and make a prize of his beer; but Tom cared nothingfor him; and the Giant met him Uke a roaring Hon, as thoughhe would have swallowed him. Sirrah, said he, who gave you authority to come this way ?Do you not know that I make all stand in fear of my sight;and you, like an impudent rogue, must come and fling openmy gates at pleasure. Are you so careless of your life that youcare not what you do ? Ill make you an example to all roguesunder the sun. Dost thou not see how many heads hang onyonder tree, that have offended my laws? thine shall hangabove them all. Who cares for you, said Tom, you shall not find me likeone of them. No, said the Giant, why you are but a fool, ifyou come to fight me, and bring no weapon to defend yourselfCries Tom I have got a weapon here shall make you know Iam your Master. Aye, say you so, Sirrah, said the Giant, andthen ran to his Cave to fetch his Club, intending to dash outhis brains at one blow. While the Giant was gone for his Tom turned his cart upside down, taking the axle tree andwheel for his sword and buckler, and excellent weapons theywas on such an emergence. The Giant coming out again began to stare at Tom to seehim take the wheel in one hand and the axle tree in the other. Oh ! Oh ! said the Giant, you are like to do great thingswith these instruments. I have a twig here that will beat theeand thy axle tree, and thy wheel to the ground. Now that Thomas Hickathrift. 201 which the giant called a twig w^s as thick as a millpost; withthis the giant made a blow at Tom with such force as made
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