with the North wind.

"Whither away?" roared the North Wind.

"To Whiteland," said the _King_; and then he told him all that had
befallen him.

"Ah," said the North Wind, "you go faster than I--you do; for you can
go straight, while I have to puff and blow round every turn and
corner. But when you get there, just place yourself on the stairs by
the side of the door, and then I'll come storming in, as though I were
going to blow down the whole castle. And then when the prince, who is
to have your _Queen_, comes out to see what's the matter, just you
take him by the collar and pitch him out of doors; then I'll look
after him, and see if I can't carry him off."

[Illustration: The King went into the Castle, and at first his Queen
didn't know him, he was so wan and thin, through wandering so far and
being so woeful.]

Well, the _King_ did as the North Wind said. He took his stand on the
stairs, and when the North Wind came, storming and roaring, and took
hold of the castle wall, so that it shook again, the prince came out
to see what was the matter. But as soon as ever he came, the _King_
caught him by the collar and pitched him out of doors, and then the
North Wind caught him up and carried him off. So when there was an end
of him, the _King_ went into the castle, and at first his _Queen_
didn't know him, he was so wan and thin, through wandering so far and
being so woeful; but when he shewed her the ring, she was as glad as
glad could be; and so the rightful wedding was held, and the fame of
it spread far and wide.

SORIA MORIA CASTLE

Once on a time there was a poor couple who had a son whose name was
_Halvor_. Ever since he was a little boy he would turn his hand to
nothing, but just sat there and groped about in the ashes. His father
and mother often put him out to learn this trade or that, but _Halvor_
could stay nowhere; for, when he had been there a day or two, he ran
away from his master, and never stopped till he was sitting again in
the ingle, poking about in the cinders.

Well, one day a skipper came, and asked _Halvor_ if he hadn't a mind
to be with him, and go to sea, and see strange lands. Yes, _Halvor_
would like that very much; so he wasn't long in getting himself
ready.

How long they sailed I'm sure I can't tell; but the end of it was,
they fell into a great storm, and when it was blown over, and it got
still again, they couldn't tell where they were; for they had been
driven away to