ce together, and the King took the
sword Snickersnapper and gave it to Ashipattle for him to keep as his
own.

A great feast was spread in honor of the slaying of the Stoorworm. All
who chose to come were welcome, and all was mirth and rejoicing.

The honest farmer, Ashipattle's father, and his mother and his sister
and his brothers heard of the feast and put on their best clothes and
came, but the farmer had no Feetgong to ride. When they entered the
great hall and saw Ashipattle sitting there at the King's right hand
in the place of honor, with the Princess Gemlovely beside him, they
could hardly believe their eyes, for they had not known he was the
hero every one was talking about. But Ashipattle looked at them and
nodded, and all was well.

Not long after that Ashipattle and the Princess were married, and a
grand wedding it was, I can tell you; and after the old King died
Ashipattle became ruler of the whole realm, and he and the Princess
lived in mutual love and happiness together the rest of their long
lives.

JEAN MALIN AND THE BULL-MAN

A LOUISIANA TALE

There was once a little boy who was all alone in the world; he had no
father or mother, and no home; and no one to care for him. That made
him very sad.

One day he sat by the roadside, and he was so sad that he began to
weep. Presently a fine coach came rolling along, and in it sat a
beautiful, grand lady. She leaned back against the cushions and looked
about, first on this side and then on that, and enjoyed herself.

When she saw the little boy she made the coachman stop.

"Come here, little boy," she called in a gentle voice.

The child lifted his head, and then he rose and came over to her.

"What is your name?" asked the lady.

"Jean Malin," the child answered.

"Why are you weeping, Jean? Has some one been unkind to you?"

"No; I am weeping because I have no one to be either unkind or kind to
me. I am all alone in the world, and I have no home."

When the lady heard that she felt very sorry for him. "Come; sit here
in the coach beside me," she said, "and I will take you home with me.
My home shall be your home, and I will keep you with me always if you
are a good boy and do as I tell you."

Jean Malin climbed into the coach, and the lady took him home with
her. She talked to him and questioned him on the way, and she soon
found that he was a clever boy and very polite in his manner