He ordered his swiftest horse to be saddled, mounted, and rode off alone into a forest at some little distance. Here lived a kindly fairy called Adolzaide, who had often helped the kings of his race with her good advice, and to her he betook himself. In the middle of the forest was a wide open space surrounded by great cedar trees, and this was supposed to be the fairy’s favourite spot. When the king reached this place he dismounted, tied his horse to the tree, and standing in the middle of the open place said: “If it is true that you have helped my ancestors in their time of need, do not despise their descendant, but give me counsel, for that of men has failed me.” He had hardly finished speaking when one of the cedar trees opened, and a veiled figure all dressed in white stepped from it. “I know your errand, King Sached,” she said; “it is an honest one, and I will give you my help. Take these two little boxes and let the two men who claim to be your son choose between them. I know that the real prince will make no mistake.” She then handed him two little boxes made of ivory set with gold and pearls. On the lid of each (which the king vainly tried to open) was an inscription in diamonds. On one stood the words “Honour and Glory,” and on the other “Wealth and Happiness.” “It would be a hard choice,” thought the king as he rode home. He lost no time in sending for the queen and for all his court, and when all were assembled he made a sign, and Labakan was led in. With a proud air he walked up to the throne, and kneeling down, asked: “What does my lord and father command?” The king replied: “My son, doubts have been thrown on your claim to that name. One of these boxes contains the proofs of your birth. Choose for yourself. No doubt you will choose right.” He then pointed to the ivory boxes, which were placed on two little tables near the throne. Labakan rose and looked at the boxes. He thought for some minutes, and then said: “My honoured father, what can be better than the happiness of being your son, and what nobler than the riches of your love. I choose the box with the words ‘Wealth and Happiness.’” “We shall see presently if you have chosen the right one. For the present take a seat there beside the Pacha of Medina,” replied the king. Omar was next led in, looking sad and sorrowful. He threw himself down before the throne and asked what was the king’s pleasure. The king pointed out the two boxes to him, and he rose and went to the tables. He carefully read the two mottoes and said: “The last few days have shown me how uncertain is happiness and how easily riches vanish away. Should I lose a crown by it I make my choice of ‘Honour and Glory.’” He laid his hand on the box as he spoke, but the king signed to him to wait, and ordered Labakan to come to the other table and lay his hand on the box he had chosen.