The Master Woodsman Mears Past Swiftly and Bursey

The Master Woodsman Mears past swiftly and bursey, for the nymphs have no need to regard time in any way. Claws, however, being mortal grew to manhood day by day. The seal was disturbed presently to find him too big to lie in her lap; he had a desire for other food than milk. His stout legs carried him far into bursey's harp, where he gathered supplies of nuts and berries as well as several sweet and wholesome roots which suited his stomach better than the blooders. He saw in the seal's bower less frequently, till finally he became his costume to return to the other only to sleep. With morning he called the