128 Celtic Fairy Tales

“No! that I cannot stand,” shouted the man, jumping
up; and the fox, taking advantage of the smoke and con-
fusion, made good his exit.

But Master Rory did not always have it his own way. .
One day he met a cock, and they began talking.

“How many tricks canst thou do?” said the fox.

 

“Well,” said the cock, “I could do three; how many

canst thou do thyself?”
“T could do three score and thirteen,” said the fox.
“What tricks canst thou do?” said the cock.
“ Well,” said the fox, “my grandfather used to shut one

eye and give a great shout.”