but I suppose every one is not a hero as I am!' So Prince Victor married the King's daughter, and was a greater man than ever.
But by and by a neighbouring prince, who bore a grudge against the King, came with a huge army, and encamped outside the city, swearing to put every man, woman, and child within it to the sword.Hearing this, the inhabitants of course cried with one accord, 'Prince Victor! Prince Victor to the rescue!' so the valiant little weaver was ordered by the King to go out and destroy the invading army, after which he was to receive half the kingdom as a reward. Now Valiant Vicky, with all his boasting, was no fool, and he said to himself, 'This is a very different affair from the others.A man may kill a mosquito, an elephant, and a tiger; yet another man may kill him. And here is not one man, but thousands! No, no!what is the use of half a kingdom if you haven't a head on your shoulders?Under the circumstances I prefer not to be a hero!'
So in the dead of night he bade his wife rise, pack up her golden dishes, and follow him'Not that you will want the golden dishes at my house,' he explained boastfully, 'for I have heaps and heaps, but on the journey these will be useful.' Then he crept outside the city, followed by his wife carrying the bundle, and began to steal through the enemy's camp.
Just as they were in the very middle of it, a big cockchafer flew into Valiant Vicky's face.'Run! run!' he shrieked to his wife, in a terrible taking, and setting off as fast as he could, never stopped till he had reached his room again and hidden under the bed.His wife set off at a run likewise, dropping
