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Updated: June 18, 2025
Fionn sat in the Chief Captain's seat in the middle of the fort; and facing him, in the place of honour, he placed the mirthful Goll mac Morna; and from these, ranging on either side, the nobles of the Fianna took each the place that fitted his degree and patrimony.
"If I were so minded, I would not let that last word go with you, Goll, for I have here an hundred men for every man of yours." Goll laughed aloud. "So had your father," he said. Fionn's brother, Cairell Whiteskin, broke into the conversation with a harsh laugh. "How many of Fionn's household has the wonderful Goll put down?" he cried.
It was not the corner which a slender-fingered woman would choose to do up her hair; nor was it the spot an ancient man would select to think quietly in, for the tumult of sword on sword, of axe on shield, the roar of the contending parties, the crying of wounded men, and the screaming of frightened women destroyed peace, and over all was the rallying cry of Goll mac Morna and the great shout of Fionn.
"I thought that my rent was the only one those people had to pay," Fionn continued. "Your memory is at fault," said Goll. "Let it be so," said Fionn. "How did your tribute arise?" "Long ago, Fionn, in the days when your father forced war on me." "Ah!" said Fionn. "When he raised the High King against me and banished me from Ireland."
But, as the banquet proceeded, Goll gave, whether it was to harpers or prophets or jugglers, more than any one else gave, so that Fionn became displeased, and as the banquet proceeded he grew stern and silent. The wonderful gift-giving of Goll continued, and an uneasiness and embarrassment began to creep through the great banqueting hall.
The buck sprang convulsively in the air the old dog at his throat turned a half somersault and fell in a heap, stone dead, in a shallow pool. With a cry of joy the trapper was beside him. "By Goll! you done well!" Hite declared with enthusiasm. "By Goll! friend, you done well! I knowed you had him soon's I heard the gun crack.
"Or what?" said Goll with a great laugh. Fionn shook his head sternly and said no more. "What is your judgement?" Cormac demanded of his fellow-judges. Flahri pronounced first. "I give damages to clann-Morna." "Why?" said Cormac. "Because they were attacked first." Cormac looked at him stubbornly. "I do not agree with your judgement," he said. "What is there faulty in it?" Flahri asked.
Goll agreed that the affair should be submitted to that court, and a day was appointed, a fortnight from that date, to meet at Tara of the Kings for judgement. Then the hall was cleansed and the banquet recommenced. Of Fionn's people eleven hundred of men and women were dead, while of Goll's people eleven men and fifty women were dead.
"But 'twouldn't be good sense tew let th' hull town know th' size of y'ur pile. It's tew goll durned big an' temptin'. Not that I wants tew scare you, Leetle Woman. Only it's jest good hoss-religion not tew tempt y'ur feller mortals more'n it's necessary. Now forgit th' gold an' give us a song." Ham had not been without his reasons in thus trying to arouse the fears of Mr. and Mrs.
But that did not prevent Goll from killing Fionn's brother Cairell later on, nor did it prevent Fionn from killing Goll later on again, and the last did not prevent Goll from rescuing Fionn out of hell when the Fianna-Finn were sent there under the new God.
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