these the family became rich.

As for the giant, when he awoke, he was deprived of all his power. He
was so weak that he could not even get up from the ground, so he died
there in the woods.

TALE 41

THE ENCHANTED PRINCE.

Narrated by Pedro D. L. Sorreta, a Bicol from Virac, Albay, who heard
the story from his grandfather.

Many years ago there lived a very rich king in a beautiful city near a
wild forest, the home of many wicked witches. The king had a gallant
son named Ucay, who fell in love with a beautiful young witch, the
daughter of the most bitter enemy of his father. When Ucay became old
enough to marry, his father requested him to select the most beautiful
lady in the city for his wife; but the prince would neither select one,
nor would he tell his father about his love for the witch. So the rich
king ordered his soldiers to bring to the palace all the beautiful
women that could be found in the kingdom. His order was soon obeyed,
but none of the girls suited the prince. So the king took the matter
of selection into his own hands; and, after choosing a very handsome
girl, he forced his son to marry her. Out of fear, Ucay consented to
do as his father bade him. But the beautiful young witch to whom he
had already pledged his love became angry with him for his timidity,
and so she resolved to change the city into a forest of beautiful
trees. Her fickle lover she transformed into a monkey, who should
live in the tallest tree, and who should not be able to recover his
human shape till five centuries had passed, when a charming girl
would live with him and love him more than anything else. Moreover,
she changed the king's subjects into other animals as she pleased. No
sooner had the marriage of the prince been proclaimed, then, than
the desire of the witch was accomplished, to the great surprise of
the neighboring cities.

Four centuries had already passed. The wonderful disappearance of
the city was already forgotten, and people from other places began
to build houses in the enchanted city. The monkey-prince was always
watching for an opportunity to catch a beautiful girl who should
break the spell that kept him in his miserable condition. Soon a
church was built near the foot of the tree in which he lived. He
had already succeeded in capturing two ladies, but they had died
of fear. After incalculable suffering and extraordinary patience,
the time for his recovery came at last.

One Sunday morning