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Excerpt from The Scottish Historical Review, 1907, Vol. 4: Being a New Series of the Scottish Antiquary, Established 1886 The young brother was overbearing, and took good notice of what he heard, and was looking out for his brother's return. When he saw him coming, he ran to meet him. He met him in the middle of a snow shower, and said to him, Brother, dear, sit down, for I have a story to tell you.' 'i will not, ' said the brother, walk home, and the day so stormy.' I will not walk home, ' said the youngest, Sit down, do you know what my mother is going to do to you? She is going to poison your drink to-day, and you will not go in any more; they are for killing you, and you must not for all you ever saw take a drink.' Why is she going to do that?' said the older brother. 'it is, ' said the younger brother, lest tyou get the whole estate, and that I have nothing when my fa er dies.' Go ou away home, my good lad, ' said the older brother, for I not go home any more.' 'i will not, ' said the youngest, 'but wherever we there we shall be, ' and, said he, 'i will put the drink past you, and you will not get it to drink it.' They went home. When they reached home, the step-mother rose to meet them with the drink. Drink that, darling!' she said, for you are cold.' He was going to take it, but the young brother rose, caught the dish, and threw it out with everything it contained. His mo went after him, but did not catch him. Night now came, and they went to sleep. They were nor long asleep, when the youn brother rose. 'are you awake, brother?' he said, it is time or us to get on our clothes (lit. To be drawing to us). They rose, and the younger brother took with him as much gold and silver as he could. When they went out they saw three ravens that were killed by the poison in the drink. The young brother said, Brother, mine, we will take these with us; we will not be the worse of them in our company, ' and they went away, taki with them the birds. They reached a house where there was 0 y an old man, from whom they asked a kettle to boil the birds. They got this, and when the birds were ready, the oungi brother took the kettle, and broke it against the wall 0 the ouse. Hoot! Booti' said the old man, 'why did you do that?' 'never you mind, ' he said, 'i will give you its value, ' and he gave him a handful of silver. He tied up the birds, and went away with his brother, the old man wishing them success. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
