sail on land or water, and when
the King saw it he felt he could no longer refuse him his daughter.

So they celebrated the wedding with great rejoicings; and after the
King's death Dullhead succeeded to the kingdom, and lived happily with
his wife for many years after.(30)

(30) Grimm.

THE SEVEN FOALS

THERE was once upon a time a couple of poor folks who lived in a
wretched hut, far away from everyone else, in a wood. They only just
managed to live from hand to mouth, and had great difficulty in doing
even so much as that, but they had three sons, and the youngest of them
was called Cinderlad, for he did nothing else but lie and poke about
among the ashes.

One day the eldest lad said that he would go out to earn his living;
he soon got leave to do that, and set out on his way into the world. He
walked on and on for the whole day, and when night was beginning to fall
he came to a royal palace. The King was standing outside on the steps,
and asked where he was going.

'Oh, I am going about seeking a place, my father,' said the youth.

'Wilt thou serve me, and watch my seven foals?' asked the King. 'If thou
canst watch them for a whole day and tell me at night what they eat and
drink, thou shalt have the Princess and half my kingdom, but if thou
canst not, I will cut three red stripes on thy back.'

The youth thought that it was very easy work to watch the foals, and
that he could do it well enough.

Next morning, when day was beginning to dawn, the King's Master of the
Horse let out the seven foals; and they ran away, and the youth after
them just as it chanced, over hill and dale, through woods end bogs.
When the youth had run thus for a long time he began to be tired, and
when he had held on a little longer he was heartily weary of watching
at all, and at the same moment he came to a cleft in a rock where an old
woman was sitting spinning with her distaff in her hand.

As soon as she caught sight of the youth, who was running after the
foals till the perspiration streamed down his face, she cried:

'Come hither, come hither, my handsome son, and let me comb your hair
for you.'

The lad was willing enough, so he sat down in the cleft of the rock
beside the old hag, and laid his head on her knees, and she combed his
hair all day while he lay there and gave himself up to idleness.

When evening was drawing near, the youth wanted to go.

'I may just as well go straight home again,' said he, 'for i