and dreaming that he was in
heaven.

Meanwhile word had gone round the village that the carpenter was dead,
and was to be buried next day.

It was now the turn of the smith's wife. Her husband was lying sleeping
off the effects of a drinking bout, so she pulled off all his clothes
and made him black as coal from head to foot, and then let him sleep
till far on in the day.

The funeral party had already met at the carpenter's, and marched oft
towards the church with the coffin, when the smith's wife came rushing
in to her husband.

'Gracious, man,' said she, 'you are lying there yet? You are sleeping
too long. You know you are going to the funeral.'

The smith was quite confused; he knew nothing about any funeral.

'It's our neighbour the carpenter,' said his wife, 'who is to be buried
to-day. They are already half-way to church with him.'

'All right,' said the smith, 'make haste to help me on with my black
clothes.'

'What nonsense!' said his wife, 'you have them on already. Be off with
you now.'

The smith looked down at his person and saw that he was a good deal
blacker than he usually was, so he caught up his hat and ran out after
the funeral. This was already close to the church, and the smith wanted
to take part in carrying the coffin, like a good neighbour. So he ran
with all his might, and shouted after them, 'Hey! wait a little; let me
get a hold of him!'

The people turned round and saw the black figure coming, and thought it
was the devil himself, who wanted to get hold of the carpenter, so they
threw down the coffin and took to their heels.

The lid sprang off the coffin with the shock, and the carpenter woke up
and looked out. He remembered the whole affair; he knew that he was dead
and was going to be buried, and recognising the smith, he said to him,
in a low voice, 'My good neighbour, if I hadn't been dead already, I
should have laughed myself to death now to see you coming like this to
my funeral.'

From that time forth the carpenter's wife drank free of expense every
Sunday, for the others had to admit that she had fooled her husband the
best.

King Lindorm

From the Swedish.

There once lived a king and a queen who ruled over a very great kingdom.
They had large revenues, and lived happily with each other; but, as the
years went past, the king's heart became heavy, because the queen had no
children. She also sorrowed greatly over it, because, although the king
said nothi