“ He waits, and Jack rides full speed, when coming to the gate of the castle, he knocked with such a force that he made all the neighbours hills resound. The Giant, with a voice like thunder roared out, Who’s there; he was answered None but your poor cousin Jack. Quoth he, What news with my poor cousin Jack. He repli'd, Dear uncle, heavy news got wot. Prithee what heavy news can come to me? I am a Giant, and with three heads? and besides thou knowest I can fight five hundred men in armour, and make them fly like chaff before the wind. ”

“ Jack soon put on his coat of darkness with his shoes of swiftness and was there as soon as her, by reason of his coat they could not see him.—When she enter’d the place, she gave the handkerchief to old lucifer, who laid it upon the shelf, from whence Jack took it, and brought it to his master, and so saved his life.
The next day she saluted the king’s son, telling him, he must shew her tomorrow morning, the lips that she kissed last that night, or lose his head. Ah! reply'd he, If you kiss none but mine. I will. 'Tis neither here nor there said she; if you do not death’s your portion. ”

“ IN the reign of King Arthur, near the land’s end of England, namely, the country of Cornwall, there lived a wealthy farmer, who had one only son, commonly known by the name of Jack the Giant killer. He was brisk, and of a (illegible text) ely ready wit; so that whatever he could not perform by force and strength he compleated by ingenious wit and policty. Never was any person heard of that could worst him, nay the very learned many times he baffled by his cunning, sharp, ready inventions. ”