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Slavonic Fairy Tales.

"When we catch another one like this you shall have it."

"No; you wait for that one, and let me have this."

"Let me settle your dispute," said Irik. "Sell the fish to me, and I will pay you well for it; then divide the money, equally between you."

He gave them all the money he had received from the king for his journey, not keeping anything for himself. The fishermen were pleased with the bargain, and Irik let the fish go into the sea. The fish swam joyfully in the water, dived, and not far from land showed its head again, and said,—

"When you want help, Irik, think of me, and I will repay your kindness."

It then disappeared beneath the waves.

"Where are you going?" asked the fishermen of Irik.

"I am going to fetch a young bride, the maiden with the golden locks, for the old king my master; but I know not where to find her."

"We can tell you something about her," said the fishermen. "It is Zlatovlaska—Golden Hair; she is the daughter of the king of the Palace of Crystal, who lives on yonder island. Every morning, at the break of day, she combs her golden locks; its brightness is reflected on the sea, and up among the clouds. If you like, we will row you over to the island, because you have settled our dispute so pleasantly. Take care, how-