Three good giants

He then put on the head of Anarchus a little pink cap, trimmed with a great capon-feather, — maybe I am wrong, because I have been told that there were two of these feathers,—besides a fine belt of blue and green. This was the ridiculous figure which Panurge dragged before Pantagruel.

"Do you know this fellow?"

" Not I," said Pantagruel.

"Why, this is the King of the Thirsty People ! I am going to make an honest man of him. He was a pitiful rogue when he wore the crown. Now r that he wears this gay dress, he is an honest man. I have given him a trade. He is a crier of green sauce, at your service." '' Now, little King, begin ! Call out, ' Green Sauce ! Green Sauce ! Who wants to buy Green Sauce ? '

The poor King, from pure shame, piped out too low.

"That is not half loud enough," cried Panurge, catching him by the ear, and saying, " Sing higher, little King; sing higher in ge, sol, re, ut."

Pantagruel made himself merry at all this. I dare say the little King was the drollest man he had ever seen.

And this was how King Anarchus got to be a Crier of Green Sauce.

Two days after this, Panurge married the little King with an old lantern-jawed hag. To have everything pass off gaily, and to make sure of good dancing, he hired a blind man to give the music. For their wedding-supper, he ordered fine sheep-heads, plenty of eels served with mustard, and tripe spiced with garlic. The drink was watered wine and fine cider.

Pantagruel gave the couple a little cottage in one of the side streets, and a stone-mortar in which to pound their sauce. Here they carried on their trade, and the little King might have been happier than when he lived in a palace and had Giants to guard him, but for his wife, who beat him in time as flat as a mummy.

When Pantagruel marched from the city, along the high road, he looked a grander and mightier Giant than ever. Every town and city surrendered to him as he drew near, and every noble of the country came to offer him homage. Only the city of the Almirodes held out;

GRANDER AND MIGHTIER THAN EVER.

and that would have kept its gates shut to the end had it not been for a story its people happened to hear of the Giant and of an awful storm which came up one day, while he was on his way there with his army. There being no danger of his being drowned,—so the story ran,— Pantagruel put his big tongue half way out of his mouth and covered the whole army as snugly as a hen covers her chicks. When the people of the stubborn city heard that, they opened their gates wide ! — wide !! — wide ! ! ! —to let the Giant pass. 'There is no use resisting such a man as that," everybody said.

And so ended the bad war which the begun against their good tua had Thirsty People had the Utopians when King Gargan-been car-

PANTAGRUEL RETURNS

ried to Fairy-land. Pantagruel, having ended his tour through all the cities of his new Kingdom of Dipsodie, finally reached the Palace where he had been born, and on leaving which, one sad day, to go on his long journey to school, he had seen for the last time his dear and honored father. All these thoughts made the tender-hearted Giant sad ; but he had no time for weeping. There were many wrongs in his own Kingdom of Utopia to make right. There were many rights to make strong. There were a thousand other things to do for his faithful people, who had at once proclaimed him King when Gargantua had been taken to Fairy-land,— even when he had been leagues upon leagues away.

CHAPTER XXXIV.

GARGANTUA COMES BACK FROM FAIRY-LAND. AFTER WHICH PANTA-GRUEL PREPARES FOR ANOTHER TRIP.

ONE day Gargantua came back from Fairy-land.

It was a day above all others long to be remembered by Pantagruel, when he first heard, on coming home from a visit to one of his cities, where he had gone to decide a knotty case between that city and a neighboring town, the sharp bark of a dog. f Why ! I know that bark," he said. ' That is the bark of little Kyne, my father's dog. My father must surely have come back ! " So, joyfully, he followed Kyne, who went bounding and frisking back to the great door of the Palace. There he found his old father, with his arms stretched wide open to clasp his son. Everybody was glad to see that wonderful meeting of father and son high up in the air. " My dear son ! " " My dear and honored father ! "

That was all they could hear, as the old Giant and the young Giant, arm in arm, passed through the door, and went up the broad stairway into the great hall. We may be sure that Snapsauce and the two other Very Fat Cooks were soon doing their best to get together a good dinner, during which Pantagruel heard all about Fairy-land, its Queen, and her kind Fairies. When a fresh flagon of wine rested between them, Father Gargantua said : —