morning as he rose from the ground he saw before him a man covered with blood from fighting, and the clothes nearly torn from his body.
"What have you been doing?" asked Kil Arthur.
"I have been playing cards all night. And where are you going?" inquired the stranger of Kil Arthur.
"I am going around the world to know can I find a man as good as myself."
"Come with me," said the stranger, "and I 'll show you a man who could n't find his match till he went to fight the main ocean."
Kil Arthur went with the ragged stranger till they came to a place from which they saw a giant out on the ocean beating the waves with a club.
Kil Arthur went up to the giant's castle, and struck the pole of combat such a blow that the giant in the ocean heard it above the noise of his club as he pounded the waves.
"What do you want?" asked the giant in the ocean, as he stopped from the pounding.
"I want you to come in here to land," said Kil Arthur, "and fight with a better man than yourself."
The giant came to land, and standing near his castle said to Kil Arthur: "Which would you rather fight with,—gray stones or sharp weapons?"
