for breakfast." He had no sooner uttered this, than he tumbled into
the pit, and made the very foundations of the Mount to shake. "Oh,
Giant," quoth Jack, "where are you now? Oh, faith, you are gotten now
into Lob's Pound, where I will surely plague you for your threatening
words: what do you think now of broiling me for your breakfast? Will
no other diet serve you but poor Jack?" Then having tantalised the
giant for a while, he gave him a most weighty knock with his pickaxe
on the very crown of his head, and killed him on the spot.

Jack then filled up the pit with earth, and went to search the cave,
which he found contained much treasure. When the magistrates heard of
this they made a declaration he should henceforth be termed

JACK THE GIANT-KILLER

and presented him with a sword and a belt, on which were written these
words embroidered in letters of gold:

"Here's the right valiant Cornish man,
Who slew the giant Cormoran."

The news of Jack's victory soon spread over all the West of England,
so that another giant, named Blunderbore, hearing of it, vowed to be
revenged on Jack, if ever he should light on him. This giant was the
lord of an enchanted castle situated in the midst of a lonesome wood.
Now Jack, about four months afterwards, walking near this wood in his
journey to Wales, being weary, seated himself near a pleasant fountain
and fell fast asleep. While he was sleeping, the giant, coming there
for water, discovered him, and knew him to be the far-famed Jack the
Giant-killer by the lines written on the belt. Without ado, he took