PART THE FOURTH.
OURTED and flattered as he was, yet after staying with the Knight and his lady for some time, Jack grew weary of such an idle life, and set out again in search of new adventures. He went over hills and dales without meeting any, till he came to the foot of a very high mountain. Here he knocked at the door of a small and lonely house, and an old man, with a head as white as snow, let him in.
"Good father," said Jack, "can you lodge a traveller who has lost his way?"
"Yes," said the hermit, "I can, if you will accept such fare as my poor house affords."
Jack entered, and the old man set before him some bread and fruit for his supper. When Jack had eaten as much as he chose, the hermit said,—
"My son, I know you are the famous conqueror of Giants;
