Grandfather, the merchant bid me go and read the psalter another night.

She did his will, and going apart, commenced to read the psalter that she carried in her hand.

"If I die, make the priest's son read the psalter over me three nights running."

"Well then," said the King, "let him read the psalter over my daughter three nights running."

Knock them into the four corners of the coffin, and when you begin reading the psalter, stick up the hammer in front of you.