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He went up to the youth, embraced him and said: 'I am Iron Hans,

and was by enchantment a wild man, but you have set me free; all

the treasures which I possess, shall be your property.'

CAT-SKIN

There was once a king, whose queen had hair of the purest gold,

and was so beautiful that her match was not to be met with on the

whole face of the earth. But this beautiful queen fell ill, and

when she felt that her end drew near she called the king to her

and said, 'Promise me that you will never marry again, unless you

meet with a wife who is as beautiful as I am, and who has golden

hair like mine.' Then when the king in his grief promised all she

asked, she shut her eyes and died. But the king was not to be

comforted, and for a long time never thought of taking another

wife. At last, however, his wise men said, 'this will not do; the

king must marry again, that we may have a queen.' So messengers

were sent far and wide, to seek for a bride as beautiful as the

late queen. But there was no princess in the world so beautiful;

and if there had been, still there was not one to be found who

had golden hair. So the messengers came home, and had had all

their trouble for nothing.