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Title: Mighty Mikko; a book of Finnish fairy tales and folk tales
Year: 1922 (1920s)
Authors: Fillmore, Parker, b. 1878
Subjects: Folklore -- Finland Fairy tales
Publisher: New York, Harcourt, Brace and Company
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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ted that Osmowas sitting amongst them uninjured. The old king snake has made friends with him,he added, and has wound himself around Osmosarm. The Kings Son was amazed at this news and alsorelieved, for the whole affair troubled him sorely andhe was beginning to suspect a mystery. He knew an old wise woman who lived alone in alittle hut on the seashore and he decided he would goand consult her. So he went to her and told her aboutOsmo and how Osmo had deceived him in regard tohis sister. Then he told her how the serpents insteadof devouring Osmo had made friends with him andlast he showed her the square of lovely embroidery hehad found on his pillow that morning. There is a mystery somewhere, granny, he saidin conclusion, and I know not how to solve it. The old woman looked at him thoughtfully. My son, she said at last, that is never Osmossister that you have married. Take an old womansword—it is Suyettar! Yet Osmos sister must be aliveand the embroidery must be a token from her. It
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The old king snake has wound himself around Osmo*s arm THE TRUE BRIDE 1^ probably means that she begs you ia release herbrother. Suyettar! repeated the Kings Son, aghast. At first he couldnt believe such a horrible thingpossible and yet that, if it were so, would explain much. I wonder if youre right, he said. I must beon my guard! That night on the stroke of midnight to the soundof silver chimes Ilona came floating up through thewaves and little Pilka, as she appeared, greeted herwith barks of joy. As before Ilona sang: Peely, peely, Pilka, pide,Lift the latch and slip inside!Past the watchdog in the yard,Past the sleeping men on guard!Creep in softly as a snake.Then creep out before they wake!Peely, peely, Pilka, pide,Peely, peely, Pilka I This time Ilona gave Pilka a shirt for the Kings Son.Beautifully embroidered it was in gold and silver andIlona herself had worked it in the Sea Kingspalace. Pilka carried it safely to the castle and left it on the 18 MIGHTY MIKKO pillow where the

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