Celtic Myths

by Flame Tree Studio

  Kayn Mac Loy stretched his leg; and the big man applied to it leaves of herbs and healing; and it was healed. The big man took him ashore from the island, and allowed him to go home to the king.

  Thus did O’Cronicert win and lose a wife, and thus befell the Leeching of the leg of Kayn, son of Loy.

  How Fin Went to the Kingdom of the Big Men

  Fin1 and his men were in the Harbour of the Hill of Howth on a hillock, behind the wind and in front of the sun, where they could see every person, and nobody could see them, when they saw a speck coming from the west. They thought at first it was the blackness of a shower; but when it came nearer, they saw it was a boat. It did not lower sail till it entered the harbour. There were three men in it; one for guide in the bow, one for steering in the stern, and one for the tackle in the centre. They came ashore, and drew it up seven times its own length in dry grey grass, where the scholars of the city could not make it stock for derision or ridicule.

  They then went up to a lovely green spot, and the first lifted a handful of round pebbles or shingle, and commanded them to become a beautiful house, that no better could be found in Ireland; and this was done. The second one lifted a slab of slate, and commanded it to be slate on the top of the house, that there was not better in Ireland; and this was done. The third one caught a bunch of shavings and commanded them to be pine-wood and timber in the house, that there was not in Ireland better; and this was done.

  This caused much wonder to Fin, who went down where the men were, and made inquiries of them, and they answered him. He asked whence they were, or whither they were going. They said, “We are three Heroes whom the King of the Big Men has sent to ask combat of the Fians.” He then asked, “What was the reason for doing this?” They said they did not know, but they heard that they were strong men, and they came to ask combat of Heroes from them. “Is Fin at Home?” “He is not.” (Great is a man’s leaning towards his own life). Fin then put them under crosses and under enchantments, that they were not to move from the place where they were till they saw him again.

  He went away and made ready his coracle, gave its stern to land and prow to sea, hoisted the spotted towering sails against the long, tough, lance-shaped mast, cleaving the billows in the embrace of the wind in whirls, with a soft gentle breeze from the height of the sea-coast, and from the rapid tide of the red rocks, that would take willom from the hill, foliage from the tree, and heather from its stock and roots. Fin was guide in her prow, helm in her stern, and tackle in her middle; and stopping of head or foot he did not make till he reached the Kingdom of the Big Men. He went ashore and drew up his coracle in grey grass. He went up, and a Big Wayfarer met him. Fin asked who he was. “I am,” he said, “the Red-haired Coward of the King of the Big Men; and,” said he to Fin, “you are the one I am in quest of. Great is my esteem and respect towards you; you are the best maiden I have ever seen; you will yourself make a dwarf for the King, and your dog (this was Bran) a lapdog. It is long since the King has been in want of a dwarf and a lapdog.” He took with him Fin; but another Big Man came, and was going to take Fin from him. The two fought; but when they had torn each other’s clothes, they left it to Fin to judge. He chose the first one. He took Fin with him to the palace of the King, whose worthies and high nobles assembled to see the little man. The king lifted him upon the palm of his hand, and went three times round the town with Fin upon one palm and Bran upon the other. He made a sleeping-place for him at the end of his own bed. Fin was waiting, watching, and observing everything that was going on about the house. He observed that the King, as soon as night came, rose and went out, and returned no more till morning. This caused him much wonder, and at last he asked the King why he went away every night and left the Queen by herself. “Why,” said the King, “do you ask?” “For satisfaction to myself,” said Fin; “for it is causing me much wonder.” Now the King had a great liking for Fin; he never saw anything that gave him more pleasure than he did; and at last he told him. “There is,” he said, “a great Monster who wants my daughter in marriage, and to have half my kingdom to himself; and there is not another man in the kingdom who can meet him but myself; and I must go every night to hold combat with him.” “Is there,” said Fin, “no man to combat with him but yourself?” “There is not,” said the King, “one who will war with him for a single night.” “It is a pity,” said Fin, “that this should be called the Kingdom of the Big Men. Is he bigger than yourself?” “Never you mind,” said the King. “I will mind,” said Fin; “take your rest and sleep tonight, and I shall go to meet him.” “Is it you?” said the King; “you would not keep half a stroke against him.”

  When night came, and all men went to rest, the King was for going away as usual; but Fin at last prevailed upon him to allow himself to go. “I shall combat him,” said he, “or else he knows a trick.” “I think much,” said the King, “of allowing you to go, seeing he gives myself enough to do.” “Sleep you soundly tonight,” said Fin, “and let me go; if he comes too violently upon me, I shall hasten home.”

  Fin went and reached the place where the combat was to be. He saw no one before him, and he began to pace backwards and forwards. At last he saw the sea coming in kilns of fire and as a darting serpent, till it came down below where he was. A Huge Monster came up and looked towards him, and from him. “What little speck do I see there?” he said. “It is I,” said Fin. “What are you doing here?” “I am a messenger from the King of the Big Men; he is under much sorrow and distress; the Queen has just died, and I have come to ask if you will be so good as to go home tonight without giving trouble to the kingdom.” “I shall do that,” said he; and he went away with the rough humming of a song in his mouth.

  Fin went home when the time came, and lay down in his own bed, at the foot of the King’s bed. When the King awoke, he cried out in great anxiety, “My kingdom is lost, and my dwarf and my lapdog are killed!” “They are not,” said Fin; “I am here yet; and you have got your sleep, a thing you were saying it was rare for you to get.” “How,” said the King, “did you escape, when you are so little, while he is enough for myself, though I am so big.” “Though you,” said Fin, “are so big and strong, I am quick and active.”

  Next night the King was for going; but Fin told him to take his sleep tonight again. “I shall stand myself in your place, or else a better hero than yonder one must come.” “He will kill you,” said the King. “I shall take my chance,” said Fin.

  He went, and as happened the night before, he saw no one; and he began to pace backwards and forwards. He saw the sea coming in fiery kilns and as a darting serpent; and that Huge Man came up. “Are you here tonight again?” said he. “I am, and this is my errand: when the Queen was being put in the coffin, and the King heard the coffin being nailed, and the joiner’s stroke, he broke his heart with pain and grief; and the Parliament has sent me to ask you to go home tonight till they get the King buried.” The Monster went this night also, roughly humming a song; and Fin went home when the time came.

  In the morning the King awoke in great anxiety, and called out, “My kingdom is lost, and my dwarf and my lapdog are killed!” and he greatly rejoiced that Fin and Bran were alive, and that he himself got rest, after being so long without sleep.

  Fin went the third night, and things happened as before. There was no one before him, and he took to pacing to and fro. He saw the sea coming till it came down below him: the Big Monster came up; he saw the little black speck, and asked who was there, and what he wanted. “I have come to combat you,” said Fin.

  Fin and Bran began the combat. Fin was going backwards, and the Huge Man was following. Fin called to Bran, “Are you going to let him kill me?” Bran had a venomous shoe; and he leaped and struck the Huge Man with the venomous shoe on the breast-bone, and took the heart and lungs out of him. Fin drew his sword, Mac-a-Luin, cut off his head, put it on a hempen rope, and went with it to the Palace of the King. He took it into the Kitchen, and put
it behind the door. In the morning the servant could not turn it, nor open the door. The King went down; he saw the Huge Mass, caught it by the top of the head, and lifted it, and knew it was the head of the Man who was for so long a time asking combat from him, and keeping him from sleep. “How at all,” said he, “has this head come here? Surely it is not my dwarf that has done it.” “Why,” said Fin, “should he not?”

  Next night the King wanted to go himself to the place of combat; “because,” said he, “a bigger one than the former will come tonight, and the kingdom will be destroyed, and you yourself killed; and I shall lose the pleasure I take in having you with me.” But Fin went, and that Big Man came, asking vengeance for his son, and to have the kingdom for himself, or equal combat. He and Fin fought; and Fin was going backwards. He spoke to Bran, “Are you going to allow him to kill me?” Bran whined, and went and sat down on the beach. Fin was ever being driven back, and he called out again to Bran. Then Bran jumped and struck the Big Man with the venomous shoe, and took the heart and the lungs out of him. Fin cut the head off, and took it with him, and left it in front of the house. The King awoke in great terror, and cried out, “My kingdom is lost, and my dwarf and my lapdog are killed!” Fin raised himself up and said, “They are not”; and the King’s joy was not small when he went out and saw the head that was in front of the house.

  The next night a Big Hag came ashore, and the tooth in the door of her mouth would make a distaff. She sounded a challenge on her shield: “You killed,” she said, “my husband and my son.” “I did kill them,” said Fin. They fought; and it was worse for Fin to guard himself from the tooth than from the hand of the Big Hag. When she had nearly done for him Bran struck her with the venomous shoe, and killed her as he had done to the rest. Fin took with him the head, and left it in front of the house. The King awoke in great anxiety, and called out, “My kingdom is lost, and my dwarf and my lapdog are killed!” “They are not,” said Fin, answering him; and when they went out and saw the head, the King said, “I and my kingdom will have peace ever after this. The mother herself of the brood is killed; but tell me who you are. It was foretold for me that it would be Fin-mac-Coul that would give me relief, and he is only now eighteen years of age. Who are you, then, or what is your name?” “There never stood,” said Fin, “on hide of cow or horse, one to whom I would deny my name. I am Fin, the Son of Coul, son of Looach, son of Trein, son of Fin, son of Art, son of the young High King of Erin; and it is time for me now to go home. It has been with much wandering out of my way that I have come to your kingdom; and this is the reason why I have come, that I might find out what injury I have done to you, or the reason why you sent the three heroes to ask combat from me, and bring destruction on my Men.” “You never did any injury to me,” said the King; “and I ask a thousand pardons. I did not send the heroes to you. It is not the truth they told. They were three men who were courting three fairy women, and these gave them their shirts; and when they have on their shirts, the combat of a hundred men is upon the hand of every one of them. But they must put off the shirts every night, and put them on the backs of chairs; and if the shirts were taken from them they would be next day as weak as other people.”

  Fin got every honour, and all that the King could give him, and when he went away, the King and the Queen and the people went down to the shore to give him their blessing.

  Fin now went away in his coracle, and was sailing close by the side of the shore, when he saw a young man running and calling out to him. Fin came in close to land with his coracle, and asked what he wanted. “I am,” said the young man, “a good servant wanting a master.” “What work can you do?” said Fin. “I am,” said he, “the best soothsayer that there is.” “Jump into the boat then.” The soothsayer jumped in, and they went forward.

  They did not go far when another youth came running. “I am,” he said, “a good servant wanting a master.” “What work can you do?” said Fin. “I am as good a thief as there is.” “Jump into the boat, then”; and Fin took with him this one also. They saw then a third young man running and calling out. They came close to land. “What man are you?” said Fin. “I am,” said he, “the best climber that there is. I will take up a hundred pounds on my back in a place where a fly could not stand on a calm summer day.” “Jump in”; and this one came in also. “I have my pick of servants now,” said Fin; “it cannot be but these will suffice.”

  They went; and stop of head or foot they did not make till they reached the Harbour of the Hill of Howth. He asked the soothsayer what the three Big Men were doing. “They are,” he said, “after their supper, and making ready for going to bed.”

  He asked a second time. “They are,” he said, “after going to bed; and their shirts are spread on the back of chairs.”

  After a while, Fin asked him again, “What are the Big Men doing now?” “They are,” said the soothsayer, “sound asleep.” “It would be a good thing if there was now a thief to go and steal the shirts.” “I would do that,” said the thief, “but the doors are locked, and I cannot get in.” “Come,” said the climber, “on my back, and I shall put you in.” He took him up upon his back to the top of the chimney, and let him down, and he stole the shirts.

  Fin went where the Fian band was; and in the morning they came to the house where the three Big Men were. They sounded a challenge upon their shields, and asked them to come out to combat.

  They came out. “Many a day,” said they, “have we been better for combat than we are today,” and they confessed to Fin everything as it was. “You were,” said Fin, “impertinent, but I will forgive you”; and he made them swear that they would be faithful to himself ever after, and ready in every enterprise he would place before them.

  Footnotes for How Fin went to the Kingdom of the Big Men

  1. Fin M’Coul a.k.a Finn mac Cumaill of Fenian legend.

  The Ridere of Riddles

  There was a king once, and he married a great lady, and she departed on the birth of her first son. And a little after this the king married another wife, and she too had a son. The two lads grew up tall and strong. Then it struck the queen that it was not her son who would come into the kingdom; and she set it before her that she would poison the eldest son. And so she sent advice to the cooks that they should put poison in the drink of the heir; but as luck was in it, the youngest brother heard them, and he told his brother not to take the draught, nor to drink it at all; and so he did. But the queen wondered that the lad was not dead; and she thought that there was not enough of poison in the drink, and she asked the cook to put in more on the second night. It was thus they did: and when the cook made up the drink, she said that he would not be long alive after this draught. But his brother heard this also, and told him likewise. The eldest thought he would put the draught into a little bottle, and he said to his brother – “If I stay in this house I have no doubt she will do for me some way or other, and the quicker I leave the house the better. I will take the world for my pillow, and there is no knowing what fortune will be on me.” His brother said that he would go with him, and they took themselves off to the stable, and they put saddles on two horses and they took their soles out of that.

  They had not gone very far from the house when the eldest one said – “There is no knowing if poison was in the drink at all, though we went away. Try it in the horse’s ear and we shall see.” The horse did not go far before he fell. “That was only a rattle-bones of a horse anyway,” said the eldest one, and they got up together on the other horse, and so they went forwards. “But,” said he, “I can scarce believe that there is any poison in the drink; let’s try it on this horse.” That he did, and they went not far when the horse fell cold dead. They thought they’d take the hide off him, and that it would keep them warm at night which was close at hand. In the morning when they woke they saw twelve ravens come and light on the carcase of the horse, and they were not long there when they fell down dead.

  The
y went and lifted the ravens, and they took them with them, and the first town they reached they gave the ravens to a baker, and they asked him to make a dozen pies of the ravens. They took the pies with them, and they went forward on their journey. About the mouth of night, and when they were in a great thick wood, there came four and twenty robbers who bade them to deliver up their purses; but they said that they had no purse, but only a little food which they were carrying with them. “Good is even meat!” said the robbers, and they began to eat it, but had not eaten much when they fell hither and thither, all stone dead. When they saw that the robbers were dead they ransacked their pockets, and got much gold and silver. They went forward till they reached the Knight of Riddles.

  The house of the Knight of Riddles was in the finest place in that country, and if his house was pretty, his daughter was prettier, and she had twelve maidens with her only less fair than she. Her like was not on the surface of the world, altogether so handsome was she; and no one would get her to marry but the man who could put a question to her father that he could not solve. The brothers thought that they would go and try to put a question to him; and the youngest was to stand in place of gillie to the elder brother. They reached the house of the Knight of Riddles and this was the question they put to him – “One killed two, and two killed twelve, and twelve killed four and twenty, and two got out of it”; and they were to be kept in great majesty and high honour till he should solve the riddle.

  They were thus a while with the Ridere, and try as he might he could not guess the riddle. On a day of days came one of the maidens who were with the knight’s daughter to the gillie, and asked him to tell her the question. He took her plaid from her and let her go, but he told her nothing. The same thing happened to the twelve maidens, day after day, and the gillie said to the last one that no creature had the answer to the riddle but his master down below. One day after this came the knight’s daughter to the eldest brother, and looking her finest and handsomest, and she asked him to tell her the question. And now there was no refusing her, and he told her, but he kept her plaid. The Knight of Riddles sent for him, and he gave him the answer of the riddle. And the knight said that he had two choices: to lose his head, or to be set adrift in a crazy boat without food or drink, without oar or scoop. The elder brother spoke, and he said – “I have another riddle to put to thee before all these things happen.” “Say on,” said the knight. “Myself and my gillie were one day in the forest shooting. My gillie fired at a hare, and she fell, and he took her skin off, and let her go; and so he did to twelve, he took their skins off and let them go. And at last came a great fine hare, and I myself fired at her, and I took her skin off, and I let her go.” “Indeed thy riddle is not hard to solve, my lad,” said the knight, and he knew the lad knew he had not really guessed the riddle, but had been told the answer. So he gave him his daughter to wife, to make him hold his peace, and they made a great hearty wedding that lasted a day and a year. The youngest one went home now that his brother had got so well on his way, and the eldest brother gave him every right over the kingdom that was at home.