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Updated: May 17, 2025
"You are a mighty prince and my father is a mighty giant, yet you are both foolish as all men are," she said. "How do you suppose my great-great-grandmother could lose her slumber-pin in the stables? I have the slumber-pin myself; here it is. I put it in father's pocket last night so he could not wake up and catch us."
The bed was made for us, and the pillows were laid on the bed, and I knew that the slumber-pin was in each of the pillows. I wanted to put off the time for going to bed so I began to tell stories. Baun and Deelish said it was still young in the night, and that I should tell no short ones, but the long story of Eithne, Balor's daughter.
The giant gave a roar and fell sprawling upon the cobblestones. "Who woke me up?" he growled, trying to gain his feet. "I did, dear father," said the girl meekly. "You would have slept forever had I not pulled the slumber-pin from your grasp. It is very late." "You are a good, trustworthy daughter," said the giant. "I will get you something pretty."
I am anxious to find my great-grandmother's slumber-pin which was lost somewhere in these stables. The poor old soul never slept a wink after losing it, so she died for want of sleep. I want the slumber-pin for my own use, as I am a very light sleeper." "I will do my best to get the pin," said the prince, almost discouraged, for he had never so much as cleaned the tips of his boots.
"Here are two shovels, an old one and a new one," said the giant gruffly. "You may take your choice. Dig away until you find the slumber-pin. I shall expect it when I come home to-night." The prince took the new shovel and followed the giant to the stables where hundreds of horses began to neigh, making a most deafening noise.
"Either my daughter, Yellow Lily, has aided you, or else it was the Evil Spirit," he muttered. Before the prince could reply, the giant picked him up, carried him back to the kitchen, and again threw him into the tank. Then he sat down by the fire, holding the slumber-pin. Soon he began to snore like a thousand locomotives.
"Remember, Prince of Erin, I will either have the slumber-pin or your head," said the giant, as he walked away. The prince set to work, but every time he threw a shovelful out of the window, two shovelfuls came flying in to take its place. At last, tired and discouraged, he sat down to rest.
At that moment Yellow Lily appeared, more beautiful than ever in another gown of gold and silver, with yellow flowers in her golden hair. "What are you trying to do, Prince of Erin?" she asked, dimpling with laughter. "I am trying to find your great-great-grandmother's slumber-pin," was the pitiful reply.
The evening they spent together was a merry one, and after Yellow Lily had joined her sisters in the watch-tower, the prince again slept in the soft bed in the corner of the kitchen. At dawn Yellow Lily again awakened him and told him to hurry back to the tank. As soon as the lid was closed, Yellow Lily rushed to her father's side, seized the slumber-pin, and threw it upon the floor.
Up went the lid of the tank, and Yellow Lily, sweet and smiling, shouted down at the top of her voice: "Get up from your soft bed, Prince of Erin; eat the supper I have prepared, and talk as loudly as you wish, for father has gone to sleep holding great-great-grandmother's slumber-pin."
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