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When a child, I used to
hear the following story told in a Scotch family that came from the
vicinity of Perth. Whether the story came with the family I am unable to
say. I have spelled the word "Hobyah" as it was pronounced. The
effectiveness of the story lies in a certain sepulchral monotone in
rendering the cry of the Hobyah, and his terrible "look me."
S. V. Proudfit.
WASHINGTON, D. C.
Once there was an old man
and woman and a little girl, and they all lived in a house made of
hempstalks. Now the old man had a little dog named Turpie; and one night
the Hobyahs came and said, "Hobyah! Hobyah! Hobyah! Tear down the
hempstalks, eat up the old man and woman, and carry off the little
girl!" But little dog Turpie barked so that the Hobyahs ran off; and the
old man said, "Little dog Turpie barks so that I cannot sleep nor
slumber, and if I live till morning I will cut off his tail." So in the
morning the old man cut off little dog Turpie's tail.
The next night the Hobyahs came again, and said, "Hobyah! Hobyah! Hobyah!
Tear down the hempstalks, eat up the old man and woman, and carry off
the little girl!" But little dog Turpie barked so that the Hobyahs ran
off; and the old man said, "Little dog Turpie barks so that I cannot
sleep nor slumber, and if I live till morning I will cut off one of his
legs." So in the morning the old man cut off one of little dog Turpie's
legs.
The next night the Hobyahs came again, and said, "Hobyah! Hobyah! Hobyah!
Tear down the hempstalks, eat up the old man and woman, and carry off
the little girl!" But little dog Turpie barked so that the Hobyahs ran
off; and the old man said, "Little dog Turpie barks so that I cannot
sleep nor slumber, and if I live till morning I will cut off another of
his legs." So in the morning the old man cut off another of little dog
Turpie's legs.
The next night the Hobyahs came again and said, "Hobyah! Hobyah! Hobyah!
Tear down the hempstalks, eat up the old man and woman, and carry off
the little girl." But little dog Turpie barked so that the Hobyahs ran
off; and the old man said, "Little dog Turpie barks so that I cannot
sleep nor slumber, and if I live till morning I will cut off another of
his legs." So in the morning the old man cut off another of little dog
Turpie's legs.
The next night the Hobyah's came again and said, "Hobyah! Hobyah! Hobyah!
Tear down the hempstalks, eat up the old man and woman, and carry off
the little girl!" But little dog Turpie barked so that the Hobyahs ran
off; and the old man said, "Little dog Turpie barks so that I cannot
sleep nor slumber, and if I live till morning I will cut off another of
his legs." So in the morning the old man cut off another of little dog
Turpie's legs.
The next night the Hobyahs came again and said, "Hobyah! Hobyah! Hobyah!
Tear down the hempstalks, eat up the old man and woman, and carry off
the little girl!" But little dog Turpie barked so that the Hobyahs ran
off; and the old man said, "Little dog Turpie barks so that I cannot
sleep nor slumber, and if I live till morning I will cut off little dog
Turpie's head." So in the morning the old man cut off little dog
Turpie's head.
The next night the Hobyahs came and said, "Hobyah! Hobyah! Hobyah! Tear
down the hempstalks, eat up the old man and woman, and carry off the
little girl!" And when the Hobyahs found that little dog Turpie's head
was off they tore down the hempstalks, ate up the old man and woman, and
carried the little girl off in a bag.
And when the Hobyahs came to their home they hung up the bag with the
little girl in it, and every Hobyah knocked on top of the bag and said,
"Look me! look me!" and then they went to sleep until the next night,
for the Hobyahs slept in the daytime.
The little girl cried a great deal, and a man with a big dog came that
way and heard her crying. When he asked her how she came there and she
had told him, he put the dog in the bag and took the little girl to his
home.
The next night the Hobyahs took down the bag and knocked on the top of
it and said, "Look me! look me!" and when they opened the bag the big
dog jumped out and ate them all up; so there are no Hobyahs now.
PIN LORE.
I was talking yesterday
with a half Gypsy girl, - her mother was a Spanish Zincala, - when I
picked up a pin remarking:-
See a pin and pick it up,
All that day you will have luck;
See a pin and let it lay,
You'll have bad luck all that day.
And added,-
Needles and pins!
Needles and pins!
When a man 's married
His trouble begins.
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