garden, and when he was given permission, he pulled up his little sword, which he slid into the scabbard.
Then he climbed into the coach and was driven away.
After they had gone some distance the king said: 鈥榃hy were you crying so bitterly in the garden just now?鈥�
鈥楤ecause my mother had been beating me,鈥�replied the boy.
鈥楢nd what did she do that for?鈥�asked the king again.
鈥楤ecause I would not tell her my dream.鈥�
鈥楢nd why wouldn鈥檛 you tell it to her?鈥�
鈥楤ecause I will never tell it to anyone till it comes true,鈥�answered the boy.
鈥楢nd won鈥檛 you tell it to me either?鈥�asked the king in surprise.
鈥楴o, not even to you, your Majesty,鈥�replied he.
鈥極h, I am sure you will when we get home,鈥�said the king smiling, and he talked to him about other things till they came to the palace.
鈥業 have brought you such a nice present,鈥�he said to his daughters, and as the boy was very pretty they were delighted to have him and gave him all their best toys.
鈥榊ou must not spoil him,鈥�observed the king one day, when he had
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