he was crossing the fields by the king's palace, where they were pitching out dung, he found a worn-out shoe-sole. All these things he took with him into the palace, ana went before the Princess.
"Good day," said he.
"Good day," said she, and made a wry face.
"Can I get my magpie cooked here?" he asked.
"I'm afraid it will burst," answered the Princess.
"Oh! never fear; for I'll just tie this ozier band round it," said the lad, as he pulled it out.
"The fat will run out of it," said the Princess.
"Then I'll hold this under it," said the lad, and showed her the piece of broken plate.
"You are so crooked in your words," said the Princess, "there's no knowing where to have you."
"No, I'm not crooked," said the lad; "but this is," as he held up one of the horns.
"Well!" said the Princess, "I never saw the match of this in all my days."
"Why, here you see the match to it," said the lad, as he pulled out the other ram's horn.
"I think," said the Princess, "you must have come here to wear out my tongue with your nonsense."
"No, I have not," said the lad; "but this is worn out," as he pulled out the shoe-sole.
To this the Princess hadnt a word to say, for she had fairly lost her voice with rage.
"Now you are mine," said the lad; and so he got the Princess to wife, and half the kingdom.
