[3-3] LU. and YBL. 604.

    [a] In LU. and YBL., ‘the shaft of the chariot.’

    [4-4] LU. and YBL. 605-606.

    [5-5] LU. and YBL. 608.

    [6-6] LU. 608.

    [7-7] LU. and YBL. 609-610.

    [8-8] LU. and YBL. 610.

[W.1192.] As for the little boy, he fared southwards to Fertas Locha Echtrann.  He remained there till the end of the day [1]and they found no one there before them.[1] “If we dared tell thee, little boy,” spoke Ibar, “it were time for us to return to Emain [LL.fo.66a.] now; for dealing and carving and dispensing of food is long since begun in Emain, and there is a place assigned for thee there.  Every day it is appointed thee to sit between Conchobar’s feet, while for me there is naught but to tarry among the hostlers and tumblers of Conchobar’s household. [2]For that reason,[2] methinks it is time to have a scramble[a] among them.”  “Fetch then the horses for us.”  The charioteer fetched the horses and the lad mounted the chariot.  “But, O Ibar, what hill is that there now, the hill to the north?” the lad asked.  “Now, that is Sliab Moduirn,” Ibar answered. [3]"Let us go and get there,” said Cuchulain.  Then they go on till they reach it.[3] [4]When they reached the mountain, Cuchulain asked,[4] “And what is that white cairn yonder on the height of the mountain?” “And that is Finncharn (’the White Cairn’) of Sliab Moduirn,” Ibar answered.  “But yonder cairn is beautiful,” exclaimed the lad.  “It surely is beautiful,” Ibar answered.  “Lead on, fellow, till we reach yonder cairn.”  “Well, but thou art both a pleasant and tedious inquisitor, I see,” exclaimed Ibar; “but this is my first [5]journey and my first[5] time with thee.  It shall be my last time till the very day of doom, if once I get back to Emain.”

    [1-1] LU. and YBL. 612.

    [2-2] Stowe.

    [a] Or, more literally, ‘a clawing match.’

    [3-3] LU. and YBL. 615-616.

    [4-4] LU. and YBL. 616.

    [5-5] Stowe.

“Howbeit they went to the top of the hill.  “It is pleasant here, O Ibar,” the little boy exclaimed.  “Point out to me Ulster on every side, for I am no wise acquainted with the land of my master Conchobar.”  The horseman [W.1211.] pointed him out Ulster all around him.  He pointed him out the hills and the fields and the mounts of the province on every side.  He pointed him out the plains and the duns and the strongholds of the province. “’Tis a goodly sight, O Ibar,” exclaimed the little lad.  “What is that indented, angular, bordered and glenny plain to the south of us?” “Mag Breg,” replied Ibar.  “Tell thou to me the buildings and forts of that plain.”  The gilla taught him [1]the name of every chief dun between Temair and Cenannas,[1] Temair and Taltiu, Cletech and Cnogba and Brug (’the Fort’) of Mac ind Oc. [2]He pointed out to him then[2] the dun of the [3]three[3] sons of Necht Scene (’the Fierce’):