THE FISHERMAN AND HIS SOUL
name.
No sooner ches screamed like hawks and
fle cched
over to a little wood, and
rappings came running to meet him.
As upon turned round, and looked at the
young Fisherman sadly.
And tcried to fly a the
Fis s, and .
Loose me, s me go. For t named w
s be named, and s may not be looked at.
Nay, I let till t told
me t.
secret? said tcling ,
and biting her foam-flecked lips.
t, he made answer.
ears, and so the
Fis t!
ightly.
And w s free o
ers of the sea, and as
comely as t ders, and she fawned on
o his.
But o
not t t to me I hee for a false
ch.
Sree, and shuddered. Be
it so, stered. It is t mine. Do as
t. And sook from tle knife t had a
to him.
shis serve me? he asked of her, wondering.
S for a fes, and a look of terror came over
hen she brushed her hair back from her forehead, and
smiling strangely so men call the
body is not t is the soul.
Stand on to t away from
around t thy
soul leave t will do so.
trembled. Is true? he murmured.
It is true, and I I told t, she
cried, and so his knees weeping.
o
tain and began
to climb down.
And to him and said, Lo!
I hy
servant. Send me not a evil have I done
thee?
And t done me no evil, bu