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For months, Taffy dug over every square foot of the hill. Neglecting his business as cattle man, he spent all the money he had made in London, but he never found that entrance to the cave. He died a poor man and all his children had to work hard to get their bread. FOR MONTHS TAFFY DUG OVER EVERY SQUARE FOOT OF THE HILL NEGLECTING HIS BUSINESS AS CATTLEMAN HE SPENT ALL THE MONEY HE HAD MADE IN LONDON BUT HE NEVER FOUND THAT ENTRANCE TO THE CAVE HE DIED A POOR MAN AND ALL HIS CHILDREN HAD TO WORK HARD TO GET THEIR BREAD
 still night. Sleep on, Arthur the Great." Erect over all, his head aloft and crowned with jewels, as with stars, the King himself now spoke: "No, my warriors, the day has not yet come, when the Black Eagle and the Golden Eagle will meet in war. Sleep on, loyal souls. The morning of Wales has not yet dawned." Then, like the gentle soughing of the evening breeze among forest trees, all sound died away, and in the snap of a finger, all were asleep again. Seizing the hand of Taffy, the sorcerer hurried him out of the cave, moved the stone back in its place and motioning to Taffy to do the same, he quickly shoveled and kicked the loose dirt in the hole and stamped it down: When Taffy turned to look for him, he was gone, without even taking the trouble to call his dupe a fool. Wearied with his unwonted labors and excitements, Taffy walked home, got his supper, pondered on what he had seen, slept, and awoke in the morning refreshed. After breakfast, he sallied out again with pick and shovel. TH TAFFY AND HIMSELF ANSWERED NO IT IS STILL NIGHT SLEEP ON ARTHUR THE GREAT ERECT OVER ALL HIS HEAD ALOFT AND CROWNED WITH JEWELS AS WITH STARS THE KING HIMSELF NOW SPOKE NO MY WARRIORS THE DAY HAS NOT YET COME WHEN THE BLACK EAGLE AND THE GOLDEN EAGLE WILL MEET IN WAR SLEEP ON LOYAL SOULS THE MORNING OF WALES HAS NOT YET DAWNED THEN LIKE THE GENTLE SOWING OF THE EVENING BREEZE AMONG FOREST TREES ALL SOUND DIED AWAY AND IN THE SNAP OF A FINGER ALL WERE ASLEEP AGAIN SEIZING THE HAND OF TAFFY THE SORCERER HURRIED HIM OUT OF THE CAVE MOVED THE STONE BACK IN HIS PLACE AND MOTIONING TO TAFFY TO DO THE SAME HE QUICKLY SHOVELED AND KICKED THE LOOSE DIRT IN THE HOLE AND STAMPED IT DOWN WHEN TAFFY TURNED TO LOOK FOR HIM HE WAS GONE WITHOUT EVEN TAKING THE TROUBLE TO CALL HIS DUPE A FOOL WEARIED WITH HIS UNWONTED LABOURS AND EXCITEMENTS TAFFY WALKED HOME GOT HIS SUPPER PONDERED ON WHAT HE HAD SEEN SLEPT AND AWOKE IN THE MORNING REFRESHED AFTER BREAKFAST HE SALLIED OUT AGAIN WITH PICK AND SHOVEL
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