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Joy and gladness burst forth throughout the castle, the wedding

was celebrated, and he was crowned king of the Golden Mountain.

They lived together very happily, and the queen had a son. And

thus eight years had passed over their heads, when the king

thought of his father; and he began to long to see him once

again. But the queen was against his going, and said, 'I know

well that misfortunes will come upon us if you go.' However, he

gave her no rest till she agreed. At his going away she gave him

a wishing-ring, and said, 'Take this ring, and put it on your

finger; whatever you wish it will bring you; only promise never

to make use of it to bring me hence to your father's house.' Then

he said he would do what she asked, and put the ring on his

finger, and wished himself near the town where his father lived.