. Scottish fairy and folk tales. the wool which she spied on theroad, thinking, poor soul, they were shed from apassing flock, and, though not of much worth, werestill useful to make up in odds and ends. But, whenshe arrived at the bothy and saw the hideous desola-tion, and the wretched object standing making facesat her in the pathway, though her mouth flew wideopen in surprise, she was absolutely dumb with herastonishment and rage. Baa, baa, baa! see what I have done for you! cried the silly mutton; ^^ baa, baa, baa! Ah, herecomes the reward! For now it saw the auld wifestriding up towards h
. Scottish fairy and folk tales. the wool which she spied on theroad, thinking, poor soul, they were shed from apassing flock, and, though not of much worth, werestill useful to make up in odds and ends. But, whenshe arrived at the bothy and saw the hideous desola-tion, and the wretched object standing making facesat her in the pathway, though her mouth flew wideopen in surprise, she was absolutely dumb with herastonishment and rage. Baa, baa, baa! see what I have done for you! cried the silly mutton; ^^ baa, baa, baa! Ah, herecomes the reward! For now it saw the auld wifestriding up towards him along the pathway at a greatrate. The silly mutton never knew how it was done, butthe next moment it found itself shot through thequickset hedge into the road beyond, smarting behindwith the most dreadful pain it had ever felt, for therethe auld w^ifes uplifted boot had struck it, disap-pointment and rage lending power to the blow! Oh dear, oh dear! the auld wifes brogues musthave been shod with iron spikes! moaned the silly. Baa, baa, baa! see what I have done for you! cried the silly mutton as itsaw the auld wife striding up the pathway toward him.—Page 212. Scottish Fairy Tales. THE SILLY MUTTON. 213 mutton, as it galloped down the road as fast as threelegs could carry it. The fourth leg, let me remarkin passing, was of no use: it was so sore, so verysore. The auld brute, to behave so! Well, therescertainly no accounting for the ingratitude of somepeople, said the silly mutton. ^ I shall certainly bevery careful how I do a favour next time, if I everget the chance. Lets hope I shall get the chance; and he painfully w^andered down the moorland road. Baa, baa, baa! will no one take pity upon a poorsilly mutton that has lost his way ? Baa, baa, baa!Ah! theres something at last, surely, as he saw an-other auld wife picking up sticks in a little copsebeside the way. ^ Ill just sit down in the ditch heretill shes finished her gathering, and then follow herhome. And the silly
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