in gold ducats,
and changed the two.

Next morning off went the _Lad_; and when he got home to his mother,
he said:

"After all, the _North Wind_ is a jolly fellow; for now he has given
me a ram which can coin golden ducats if I only say: 'Ram, ram! make
money!'"

"All very true, I daresay," said his mother; "but I shan't believe any
such stuff until I see the ducats made."

"Ram, ram! make money!" said the _Lad_; but if the ram made anything,
it wasn't money.

So the _Lad_ went back again to the _North Wind_, and blew him up, and
said the ram was worth nothing, and he must have his rights for the
meal.

"Well!" said the _North Wind_; "I've nothing else to give you but that
old stick in the corner yonder; but its a stick of that kind that if
you say: 'Stick, stick! lay on!' it lays on till you say: 'Stick,
stick! now stop!'"

So, as the way was long, the _Lad_ turned in this night too to the
landlord; but as he could pretty well guess how things stood as to the
cloth and the ram, he lay down at once on the bench and began to
snore, as if he were asleep.

Now the landlord, who easily saw that the stick must be worth
something, hunted up one which was like it, and when he heard the lad
snore, was going to change the two; but, just as the landlord was
about to take it, the _Lad_ bawled out:

"Stick, stick! lay on!"

So the stick began to beat the landlord, till he jumped over chairs,
and tables, and benches, and yelled and roared:

"Oh my! oh my! bid the stick be still, else it will beat me to death,
and you shall have back both your cloth and your ram."

When the _Lad_ thought the landlord had got enough, he said:

"Stick, stick! now stop!"

Then he took the cloth and put it into his pocket, and went home with
his stick in his hand, leading the ram by a cord round its horns; and
so he got his rights for the meal he had lost.

THE THREE PRINCESSES OF WHITELAND

Once on a time there was a fisherman who lived close by a palace, and
fished for the _King's_ table. One day when he was out fishing he just
caught nothing. Do what he would--however he tried with bait and
angle--there was never a sprat on his hook. But when the day was far
spent a head bobbed up out of the water, and said:

"If I may have what your wife bears under her girdle, you shall catch
fish enough."

So the man answered boldly, "Yes;" for he did not know that his wife
was going to have a child. After that, as was like enough