There arose some quarrel or fighting between the hounds that the Fenians had, when she was only a puppy, and
Three score hounds and twenty puppies
Bran did kill, and she a puppy,
Two wild-geese, as much as they all.
It was Finn himself who killed Bran. They went out hunting, and there was made a fawn of Finn's mother. Who made a fawn of her? Oh, how do I know? It was with some of their pishtrogues.) Bran was pursuing her.
"Silly fawn leave on mountain,"
said Finn. "Oh, young son," said she, "how shall I escape?—
"If I go in the sea beneath
I never shall come back again,
And if I go in the air above
My swiftness is no match for Bran."
"Go out between my two legs," said Finn.
She went between his two legs, and Bran followed her; and as Bran went out under him, Finn squeezed his two knees on her and killed her.
Bran had a daughter. That pup was a black hound, and the Fenians reared it; and they told the woman who had a charge of the pup to give it the milk of a cow without a single spot, and to give it every single drop, and not to keep back one tint[1] from her. The woman did not do that, but kept a portion of the milk without giving it to the pup.
The first day that the Fenians loosed out the young hound, there was a glen full of wild-geese and other birds; and when the black hound was loosed amongst them, she caught them all except a very few that went
- ↑ Tint, means a drop, or small portion of liquid, amongst English speaking persons in Connacht and most other parts of Ireland.
