The Giant.
From the story “Jack The Giant Killer.”
Once Upon a Time.
Edited by Katharine Lee Bates.
Illustrated by Margaret Evans Price.
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1921.
Magic Beans!
“THE BUTCHER OFFERED ALL THE BEANS IN HIS HAT FOR THE COW.”
Fairy Tales Every Child Should Know.
Edited by: Hamilton Wright Mabie.
Illustrated and Decorated by: Mary Hamilton Fry.
George Sully & Company: New York. 1915.
How To Impress A Giant!
THE VALIANT LITTLE TAILOR.
Grimm’s Fairy Tales.
Translated from the German By Margaret Hunt.
Illustrated By John B. Gruelle.
Cupples and Leon Company: New York. Ca 1914.
I’ll Grind His Bones To Make My Bread!
“Fe, fi, fo, fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman;
Be he alive, or be he dead, I’ll grind his bones to make my bread.”
[h]e called out, for he could smell Jack, though he could not see him.
“Well,” said Jack, taking off his coat, “you may catch me if you like.” Then round the courtyard he ran with the giant after him. Across the drawbridge he darted, and after him lumbered the giant, but his weight was so great that crash went the bridge, and he fell in the moat and was drowned.
Jack The Giant Killer.
W. B. Conkey Company: New York. 1898.
Little Jack, Big Giant!
Jack The Giant Killer.
W. B. Conkey Company: New York. 1898.
A Trumpet Blow For The Giant’s Overthrow!
“That will I do,” said Jack.
. . . at last they arrived at the abode of the enchanter Galligantua. And as the door was guarded by two ferocious griffins, Jack put on his coat of darkness and marched through without the least fear, for of course the griffins could not see him; and when he got inside he saw an enormous horn, upon which was written: “Whoever can this trumpet blow, shall cause the giant’s overthrow.”
“That will I do,” said Jack, and he blew a tremendous blast that made the castle walls shake. The griffins fell down dead, and then helter-skelter through the great hall rushed a group of terrified animals. All were Princes and Princesses who had been changed into animals by the enchanter Galligantua. Last of all came a beautiful gazelle and a young deer. When these two saw Jack they fawned on him, and followed him till he came to a small study. Here he found the enchanter and cut off his head with his sharp sword, and as he did so, the deer and the gazelle turned into two beautiful sisters.
Jack The Giant Killer.
W. B. Conkey Company: New York. 1898.
Jack the Giant Killer!
Dead Giant.
Close by there was a huge castle, which belonged to a giant called Cormoran. He was eighteen feet high, and when he was very hungry he would walk down into the village, pick up a man in each hand, and carry them off to broil for his breakfast.
Now Jack determined to put a stop to this, so . . . he struck the giant a heavy blow on his head with the pole-axe and killed him. Then he cut off his head and brought it home to the village, and the peasants were so pleased to see Cormoran dead, that they clubbed together and bought Jack a sword, on which was written in gold letters:
“This is the valiant Englishman,
Who slew the giant Cormoran.”
And after that they gave him the name of “Jack the Giant Killer,” and so he is always called.
Jack The Giant Killer.
W. B. Conkey Company: New York. 1898.
Polar Bear, King, Paul & Icicle!
“He looked at Paul with an icy stare and bowed stiffly.”
At that moment Paul saw sticking out of the great fields of ice and snow a pole, not unlike an ordinary clothes-pole, against which leaned a huge misshapen figure made apparently of blocks of ice. One arm was twisted around the North Pole and the other rested on the head of a Polar Bear. The giant had two deep eyes that were blue like the color one sees in the heart of a great iceberg or the waters of Lake Lucerne. He looked at Paul with an icy stare and bowed stiffly. Paul felt a bit homesick, it was so still and solemn.
“That’s a rather cold welcome,” said the Icicle, “but dear me ! what can you expect at the North Pole? Don’t mind if he is cool to you. He can’t help it.”
Then the Icicle stepped in front of the giant and saluted with his right hand, saying:
“O King, freeze forever!
O King, melt thou never!”
“Let me hear your report,” said the giant king of the North.
“O King,” answered the Icicle, “I have done thine errands. Six pairs of men’s ears have I frozen, three miles of sidewalks have I made so slippery that the people cannot stand up on them, four water-pipes have I frozen so that people can get no water . . .”
In The Miz.
Written by Grace E. Ward.
Illustrations by Clara E. Atwood.
Little, Brown, & Co.: Boston. 1904.
Giants Eat Little Boys & Girls!
A GOOD SUPPER
Many years ago, in the wonderful time when King Arthur ruled over England, there lived in Cornwall a number of giants, who never did any work, but stole sheep and cattle from the people in the country round. Some of them even ate little boys and girls when they wanted a specially good supper.
Jack The Giant Killer
W. B. Conkey Company: New York. 1898.
The Pygmies were constantly at war with the Cranes!
The Pygmies had but one thing to trouble them in the world. They were constantly at war with the cranes, and had always been so, ever since the long-lived Giant could remember. From time to time, very terrible battles had been fought in which sometimes the little men won the victory, and sometimes the cranes. According to some historians, the Pygmies used to go to the battle, mounted on the backs of goats and rams; but such animals as these must have been far too big for Pygmies to ride upon; so that, I rather suppose, they rode on squirrelback, or rabbitback, or ratback, or perhaps got upon hedgehogs, whose prickly quills would be very terrible to the enemy. However this might be, and whatever creatures the Pygmies rode upon, I do not doubt that they made a formidable appearance, armed with sword and spear, and bow and arrow, blowing their tiny trumpet, and shouting their little war cry. They never failed to exhort one another to fight bravely, and recollect that the world had its eyes upon them; although, in simple truth, the only spectator was the Giant Antaeus, with his one, great, stupid eye in the middle of his forehead.
“THE PYGMIES.”
Tanglewood Tales
Nathaniel Hawthorne
Illustrations By: Milo Winter
Rand McNally & Company: Chicago & New York. 1913.
Tied By The Hair Of Their Heads!
JACK THE GIANT-KILLER.
Mother Fairy-Tales
Henry Altemus Company: Philadelphia. 1908.
Illustrator: R. A. Bell.
Then, taking the giant’s keys, and unlocking the rooms, he found three fair ladies tied by the hair of their heads, almost starved to death.
“Sweet ladies,” quoth Jack, “I have killed this monster and his brutish brother, and so set you free.”
“Fee, fi, fo, fum! I smell the blood of an Englishman!”
JACK THE GIANT-KILLER.
Mother Fairy-Tales.
Henry Altemus Company: Philadelphia. 1908.
“Fee, fi, fo, fum!
I smell the blood of an Englishman!
Be he alive or be he dead,
I’ll grind his bones to make me bread!”
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