Note 1-1 — Footnotes.

"He mounted the chariot. 1He put his hands between the two poles of the chariot,1 and the first chariot he mounted withal he shook and tossed about him till he reduced it to splinters and fragments. He mounted the second chariot, so that he made small pieces and fragments of it in like manner. Further he made pieces of the third chariot. There where were the seventeena chariots which Conchobar kept for the boy-troop and youths in Emain, the lad made small pieces and fragments of them and they did not withstand him. "These chariots here are not good, O my master Conchobar," said the little boy; "my merit cometh not from them." "Where is Ibarb son of Riangabair?" asked Conchobar. "Here, in sooth, am I," Ibar answered. "Take with thee mine own two steeds for him yonder, and yoke my chariot." Thereupon the charioteer took the horses and yoked the chariot. Then the little boy mounted the chariot 2and Conchobar's charioteer with him.2 He shook the chariot about him, and it withstood him, and he broke it not. "Truly this chariot is good," cried the lad, "and this chariot is suited to me." 3The charioteer turned the chariot under him.3 "Prithee, little boy," said Ibar, 4"come outc of the chariot now4 and let the horses out on their pasture." "It is yet too soon, O Ibar," the lad answered. 5"The horses are fair. I, too, am fair, their little lad.5 6Only6 let us go on a circuit of Emain to-day 7and thou shalt have a reward therefor,7 to-day being my first day of W. 1132. taking arms, to the end that it be a victory of cunning for me."