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only pay three sous if you return the 

 bottle ! 



This also is the country of the fearsome 

 Gabi?io which at twilight haunts the banks 

 of Arz. Usually it takes the form of a 

 great black-faced goat. Should you thus 

 meet it you will surely be driven within 

 the river. There is only one way to avoid 

 this. You firmly grasp your rosary, 

 blessed by the good St. Anne, then loudly 

 you remark : " To hell, vile stinkard !" 

 At these words will the Gabino give one 

 low, hoarse bleat and vanish. 



It is unlikely that the fisherman will 

 meet a single trout along the River Arz, 

 yet on its banks are often browsing goats. 

 Curiously enough, these goats are very 

 large, and one and all they are black- 

 headed. A sudden face-to-face encounter 

 in the gloaming might be, to say the least 

 of it, confusing. The fisher on the banks 

 of Arz should keep this tale in mind, also 

 he must remember that the frothing cider 

 that they sell within the eighty-second 

 mill, at four sous the litre (you only pay 

 three sous if you return the bottle), is 

 wondrous potent. Above all must he not 



