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saw the most beautiful harp that could be imagined. It was
placed by the giant on the table, who said, “ Play!" and it
instantly played of its own accord, without being touched. The

 

music was uncommonly fine. Jack was delighted, and felt
more anxious to get the harp into his possession than either of
the former treasures, The giant's soul was not attuned to har-
mony, and the music soon lulled him intoa sound sleep. Now,
therefore, was the time to carry off the harp, as the giant
appeared to be in a more profound sleep than usual. Jack
soon determined, got out of the copper, and seized the harp.
The harp was enchanted by a fairy: it called out loudly—
“Master! Master!” The gient awoke, stood up, and tried to
pursue Jack ; but he had drunk so much that he could hardly
stand. Poor Jack ran as fast as he could : in a little time the