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but had brought him here alive, so that you might see him, and these soldiers of yours have killed him!" "Right doughty art thou, and right well deservest the princess my daughter to wife," said the king.

So Don Juan was lodged in the palace with great pomp; royal preparations were made, and in a few days the wedding was celebrated. Now that the fright of the wild boar had passed off, and he was quiet and happy, he began to think on his past state and to compare it with the present; and in the night he dreamed of his shoemaker's stall, and, as he was in the habit of talking in sleep, he shouted to his wife: "Darling! pass me the lasts, the lasts! I want the pincers and the awl!" The princess, who had woke up at his first shout, became very sorrowful, thinking that mayhap her father had married her to a shoemaker. So it came about that the next day very early she went to the king and said: "Sire, my father, mayhap thou hast married me to a shoemaker; for last night in dreams he asked me to give him his lasts, his awl, and his pincers. I beg thee to make inquiries about this."

So he ordered Don Juan Bolondron, killer-of-seven-with-one-fisticuff, to come before him, and said to him: "Art thou peradventure a shoemaker, and hast had the boldness to marry my daughter?" And he told him what the princess had been saying to him. So Don Juan answered: "Doubtless the lady princess my wife, as she was sleeping, did not understand what I was saying. I was dreaming that the wild boar had the face of a last, awls for tusks and pincers for teeth, and that is all." "Ah, that is what it all meant," said the king. "Now go your ways in peace, and live happily without complaining." And so the tale came to an end.


Maria the Cinder-Maiden.

Thou must know so as to tell, and understand so as to know, that this was a man who had a daughter whose name was Maria. Near by there dwelt a woman, to whose house Maria went to look for fire every day, and the neighbour gave her honey-sops. The old woman would say to her—"Tell thy father to marry me, and then I would give thee honey-sops all thy life long." So she went to her father