and the fox met him.

"God save you," said the fox.

"God save you," said the tailor.

"Where are you going," said the fox.

"I'm going to Dublin, to try will I be able to make a court for the
king."

"Would you make a place for me where I'd go hiding?" said the fox.
"The rest of the foxes do be beating me, and they don't allow me to eat
anything with them."

"I'll do that for you," said the tailor.

He took his axe and his saw, and he made a thing like a crate, and he
told the fox to get into it till he would see whether it would fit him.
The fox went into it, and when the tailor got him down, he shut him in.
When the fox was satisfied at last that he had a nice place of it
within, he asked the tailor to let him out, and the tailor answered
that he would not.

"Wait there until I come back again," says he.

The tailor went forward the next day, and he had not walked very far
until he met a modder-alla; and the lion greeted him.

"God save you," said the lion.

"God save you," said the tailor.

"Where are you going?" said the lion.

"I'm going to Dublin till I make a court for the king if I'm able to
make it," said the tailor.

"If you were to make a plough for me," said the lion, "I and the other
lions could be ploughing and harrowing until we'd have a bit to eat in
the harvest."

"I'll do that for you," said the tailor.

He brought his axe and his saw, and he made a plough. When the plough
was made he put a hole in the beam of it, and he said to the lion to go
in under the plough till he'd see was he any good of a ploughman. He
placed the lion's tail in the hole he had made for it, and then clapped
in a peg, and the lion was not able to draw out his tail again.

"Loose me out now," said the lion, "and we'll fix ourselves and go
ploughing."

The tailor said he would not loose him out until he came back himself.
He left him there then, and he came to Dublin.

When he came to Dublin, he got workmen and began to build the court.
At the end of the day he had the workmen put a great stone on top of
the work. When the great stone was raised up, the tailor put some sort
of contrivance under it, that he might be able to throw it down as soon
as the giant would come as far as it. The workpeople went home then,
and the tailor went in hiding behind the big stone.

When the darkness of the night was come, he saw the three giants
arriving, and they began throwing down the court until they came as far