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The king was full of thanks, got on the shoes, and when he came to the man who was lord over the fish of the sea, he turned the toes round, and so off they went home like the other pair. After that, he asked again after Whiteland. So the man called the fish with a blast, but no fish could tell where it lay. At last came an old pike, which they had great work to call home, he was such a way off.
They were very willing to do this; but as soon as he had got the hat, cloak, and boots, he said: 'When we meet next time, I'll tell you my judgment', and with these words he wished himself away. So as he went along up in the air, he came up with the North Wind. 'Whither away? roared the North Wind. 'To Whiteland', said the king; and then he told him all that had befallen him.
So he asked again after Whiteland, and the man called all the birds with a blast of his horn, and asked if any of them knew where Whiteland lay; but none of the birds knew. Now, long, long after the rest of the birds, came an old eagle, which had been away ten round years, but he couldn't tell any more than the rest.
At last came an old, old pike, which he had great difficulty in bringing home to him. When he asked the pike, it said, 'Yes, Whiteland is well known to me, for I have been cook there these ten years. To-morrow morning I have to go back there, for now the Queen, whose King is staying away, is to marry some one else. 'If that be the case I will give you a piece of advice, said the man.
So when they asked him he said: 'Know it! I should think I did. I've been cook there ten years, and to-morrow I'm going there again; for now, the queen of Whiteland, whose king is away, is going to wed another husband. 'Well! said the man, 'as this is so, I'll give you a bit of advice.
"What is it that you have heard?" "Why, that their engagement is about to be announced." Warrington stood perfectly still. Whiteland had been a guest at the Adirondack bungalow earlier in the summer. He waited for the answer, and it seemed to him that it would never come. "I am not engaged to any one, Mrs.
But west the story certainly came long before, and in the extreme north-west we still find it in these Norse Tales in 'The Three Princesses of Whiteland', No. xxvi. 'Well! said the man, 'as this is so, I'll give you a bit of advice. Hereabouts, on a moor, stand three brothers, and there they have stood these hundred years, fighting about a hat, a cloak, and a pair of boots.
The adroitness of the Norse King in "The Three Princesses of Whiteland" shows but poorly in comparison with the keen psychological insight and cynical sarcasm of these Hindu sharpers. In the course of his travels this prince met three brothers fighting on a lonely moor.
They willingly consented to this, but when he had got the hat, the cloak, and the boots, he said, 'Next time we meet you shall have my decision, and hereupon he wished himself away. While he was going quickly through the air he fell in with the North Wind. 'And where may you be going? said the North Wind. 'To Whiteland, said the King, and then he related what had happened to him.
This seemed to increase the sense of infinity already given by the landscape, for the mighty wall was now but a wreck upon Time's shore. In the mid way 'twixt moor and whiteland lay The Bower. Mrs. Chesters rode on down towards the farmhouse, where it stood eminent upon a knoll beyond the burn, covered with ivy, and sheltered by ash trees from the blasts of the west wind.
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