quarrelling about? You could cut a dozen sticks from the
wood each just as good as that!' said the young man. And as he spoke the
fighters both stopped and looked at him.

'Ah! you may think so,' said one, 'but a blow from one end of this stick
will kill a man, while a touch from the other end will bring him back to
life. You won't easily find another stick like that!'

'No; that is true,' answered the young man. 'Let me just look at it, and
I will tell you whose it ought to be.'

The men were pleased with the idea, and handed him the staff.

'It is very curious, certainly,' said he; 'but which end is it that
restores people to life? After all, anyone can be killed by a blow from
a stick if it is only hard enough!' But when he was shown the end he
threw the stuff over his shoulders and vanished.

At last he saw another set of men, who were struggling for the
possession of a pair of shoes.

'Why can't you leave that pair of old shoes alone?' said he. 'Why, you
could not walk a yard in them!'

'Yes, they are old enough,' answered they; 'but whoever puts them on and
wishes himself at a particular place, gets there without going.'

'That sounds very clever,' said the youth. 'Let me try them, and then I
shall be able to tell you whose they ought to be.'

The idea pleased the men, and they handed him the shoes; but the moment
they were on his feet he cried:

'I wish to be in the castle on the Banka!' And before he knew it, he was
there, and found the Sister of the Sun dying of grief. He knelt down by
her side, and pulling a pin he stuck it into the palm of her hand, so
that a drop of blood gushed out. This he sucked, as he had been told to
do by the old woman, and immediately the princess came to herself, and
flung her arms round his neck. Then she told him all her story, and what
had happened since the ship had sailed away without him. 'But the
worst misfortune of all,' she added, 'was a battle which my father lost
because you had vanished with his magic sword; and out of his whole army
hardly one man was left.'

'Show me the battle-field,' said he. And she took him to a wild heath,
where the dead were lying as they fell, waiting for burial. One by one
he touched them with the end of his staff, till at length they all stood
before him. Throughout the kingdom there was nothing but joy; and
THIS time the wedding was REALLY celebrated. And the bridal pair lived
happily in the castle on the Banka till they died.

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