answer, and by-and-by he told the three sisters not to throw out all
their sweepings in the face of the sun.

The prince had hardly arrived at home when some thieves tried to
ford the stream with a fine horse they had stolen. When they were
half-way across, the stream rose so suddenly that it swept them all
away. From that time it became the best fishing stream in the
country-side.

The miller, too, began to give alms and became a very good man,
and in time grew so rich that he hardly knew how much he had.

And the three sisters, now that they no longer insulted the sun, had
each a wooer within a week.

When the prince got home he found that his wife had just got a fine
little boy. He did not lose a moment in pricking the baby's finger till
the blood ran, and he brushed it on the wrists of the stone figure,
which shuddered all over and split with a loud noise in seven parts
and there was the faithful servant alive and well.

When the old king saw this he foamed with rage, stared wildly
about, flung himself on the ground and died.

The servant stayed on with his royal master and served him
faithfully all the rest of his life; and, if neither of them is dead, he is
serving him still.

[From Ungarische Mahrchen.]