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Updated: May 21, 2025


No one would venture to suggest that the old grannies of Iceland and Norway, to whom we owe such stories as the Master Thief and the Princesses of Whiteland, had ever read Somadeva or heard of the treasures of Rhampsinitos.

"There is no truth in the report of Patty's engagement to young Whiteland." "There isn't? Well, there ought to be, after the way they went around together last winter." "She told me so herself," Mrs. Franklyn-Haldene declared emphatically. "Do you know what I believe?" "No," truthfully. "I've an idea that Patty is inclined toward that fellow Warrington." "You don't mean it!"

When the King arrived there he turned the shoes as the Lord of the beasts had bidden him, and they went back. And now he once more asked after Whiteland, and the man summoned all the birds together, and inquired if any of them knew where Whiteland lay. No, none knew this. Long after the others there came an old eagle. He had been absent ten whole years, but he too knew no more than the rest.

So when he had gone a good way, he came to a high hill, and there he met one who was lord over all the beasts of the wood, for they all came home to him when he blew his horn; so the king asked if he knew where Whiteland was? 'No, I don't', said he, 'but I'll ask my beasts. Then he blew his horn and called them, and asked if any of them knew where Whiteland lay? but there was no beast that knew.

Of the same kind are the tablecloth, the ram, and the stick in 'the Lad who went to the North Wind', No. xxxiv, and the rings in 'the Three Princesses of Whiteland', No. xxvi, and in 'Soria Moria Castle', No. lvi.

Then she tied a ring in his hair, which had her name upon it, and wished herself at home again. And now the young King was deeply afflicted, and day out and day in went about thinking of naught else but how to get back again to his Queen. 'I will try to see if there is any place where I can learn how to find Whiteland, he thought, and journeyed forth out into the world.

There he landed, and when he had walked on for some distance he met an old man with a long white beard. 'What is the name of this country? said the youth. 'Whiteland, answered the man, and then he begged the youth to tell him whence he came and what he was going to do, and the youth did so.

When he had gone some distance he came to a mountain, where he met a man who was Lord over all the beasts in the forest for they all came to him when he blew a horn which he had. So the King asked where Whiteland was. 'I do not know that, he answered, 'but I will ask my beasts. Then he blew his horn and inquired whether any of them knew where Whiteland lay, but there was not one who knew that.

With that she knitted a ring among his hair with her name on it, and wished herself home, and was off. Then the young king was cut to the heart, and went, day out day in, thinking and thinking how he should get back to his queen. 'I'll just try', he thought, 'if I can't learn where Whiteland lies'; and so he went out into the world to ask.

There he went ashore, and when he had walked about a bit, an old, old man met him, with a long white beard. 'What's the name of this land? asked the lad. 'Whiteland', said the man, who went on to ask the lad whence he came, and what he was going to do. So the lad told him all.

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