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Title: East of the sun and west of the moon : old tales from the North
Year: 1922 (1920s)
Authors: Asbjørnsen, Peter Christen, 1812-1885 Moe, Jørgen Engebretsen, 1813-1882 Dasent, George Webbe, Sir, 1817-1896 Nielsen, Kay Rasmus, 1886-1957
Subjects: Fairy tales Folklore -- Norway
Publisher: New York : G.H. Doran
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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could not even moveit. He had then to take a strengthening draught fromthe horn, which hung behind the door; after that hewas just able to stir it, so he took another draught,and then he could lift it. At last he took a right,big draught, and he could swing the sword as easily asanything. All at once the troll came home; he walked soheavily that the palace shook. Ugh, ugh! I smell Christian flesh and blood inmy house, said he. Yes, answered the Prtncess^ a raven flew past herejust now, and in his beak he had a human bone, whichhe dropped down the chimney; I threw it out and sweptand cleaned up after it, but I suppose it still smells. So it does, said the troll. But come and lie down and Ill scratch your heads,said the Princess:, the smell will be gone by the timeyou wake. The troll was quite willing, and before long he fellasleep and began snoring. When she saw he was sleep-ing soundly, she placed some stools and cushions underhis heads and went to call the hens. The soldier then 184
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