Image from page 35 of “Cuchulain, the hound of Ulster” (1910)
Title: Cuchulain, the hound of Ulster
Year: 1910 (1910s)
Authors: Hull, Eleanor, 1860-1935
Publisher: New York : T.Y. Crowell
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN
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d that when he was ten years old it would besoon enough to test his strength against the olderboys. For to send a boy of four years old or five to takehis part among lads of ten or twelve we thought notwell, for we feared that harm would come to him,knowing that he must ever, since his babyhood, be in themidst of all that was going on. Therefore, we said, Wait, my child, until some grown warrior can go withthee, to protect thee from the rough practice of the elderboys and bid them have a care for thee, or else till Conorthe King, thy fosterer, himself calls thee hither under hisproper charge. But the lad said to his mother, that itwas too long to wait, and that even on this instant hewould set off; And all you have to do, mother, is to setme on my way, for I know not which way Emain lies. A long and weary way for a young boy it is to Emain,said his mother, for the range of the Slieve FuadMountains must be crossed. * Point me but out thegeneral direction, he replied. Over there, to the
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Cuchulain sets out for Emain Macha The Boy-Corps of Conor 29 north-west, lies the palace of the king. * Let me butget my things, and I am off, he said. * These were the things that the child took in hishand. His hurley of brass and his ball of silver inone hand, his throwing javelin and his toy spear in theother. Away he went then, and as he went, this wouldhe do to make the way seem short. He would place hisball on the ground and strike it with his hurley, drivingit before him ever so far; then he flung the hurley afterit, driving that as far again; then, always running on, hethrew his javeUn, and last of all his spear. Then he wouldmake a playful rush after them, pick up the hurley, ball,and javelin as he ran, while, before ever the spears tiptouched the earth, he had caught it by the other end.Thus on he ran, scarce feeling tired, so engrossed was hein the game. At last Cuchulain reached Emain, and sought out thepalace of the King and the playing-field where the boyswere practising
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