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Identifier: danishfairyfolkt00bayj (find matches)
Title: Danish fairy & folk tales : a collection of popular stories and fairy tales
Year: 1899 (1890s)
Authors: Bay, J. Christian (Jens Christian), 1871-1962 Grundtvig, Sven, 1824-1883
Subjects: Folklore -- Denmark
Publisher: New York London : Harper & brothers
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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claws, and thethird grasped him by the throat As he consid-ered this rather forward in them, he cried, In theknapsack with all of you ! Whether they would ornot, they were obliged to creep into the narrowspace, and soon only a faint cracking and hissingwas heard from within. You might have behaved better, said the sol-dier, talking into the corner where he had thrownhis knapsack But now you will please tell mewhy you always haunt this room at night. They answered that it was because there wasstanding a large pot under the oven filled with oldgold coin. Very well, said the soldier again ; I will seethat you do not come here in the future, disturb-ing and even killing blameless people in theirsleep. Upon this he undressed and went to bed. Next morning the landlord came and knocked atthe door. As the soldier did not answer, he glancedthrough the key-hole and saw him lying in bed, quietand immovable. Thinking that he had suffered thesame fate as all others who had slept in this room, 232
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THE KNAPSACK the landlord cried for help, and tried to force thed(>r open with his broad shouHers. The soldier, who was awakened by this noise, called and askedwhat had happened. Gracious! exclaimed the stout landlord, pant-ing for breath, are you alive yet ? Go away from the door! shouted the youngin in. How dare you disturb me with such non-sense ? I thought— began the landlord. Leave me alone ! roared the soldier. If you• I i not go away I will break every bone in yourbody. On hearing this the landlord fled in terror. Later in the morning our friend arose. After breakfast he asked for a blacksmith who could beat the dust out of his knapsack. I have walked so long with it on my back, said he, that it has be- ome very dusty. It needs a good beating. Two strong men were now ordered to carry Un-pack to the blacksmiths shop. In the begin-ning they wondered why one could not do thisalone, but soon they found that their burden be-came as heavy as four bushels of wheat, and

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