The sailors knew the island to be uninhabited, and were much surprised
to see a man standing on the beach, waving his arms in welcome to them.
A boat was put off, and two sailors rowed to the shore to discover how
he came there, and if he wished to be taken away. Tiidu told them the
story of his shipwreck, and the captain promised that he should come on
board, and sail with them back to Kungla; and thankful indeed was Tiidu
to accept the offer, and to show his gratitude by playing on his pipes
whenever he was asked to do so.
They had a quick voyage, and it was not long before Tiidu found himself
again in the streets of the capital of Kungla, playing as he went
along. The people had heard no music like his since he went away, and
they crowded round him, and in their joy gave him whatever money they
had in their pockets. His first care was to buy himself some new
clothes, which he sadly needed, taking care, however, that they should
be made after a foreign fashion. When they were ready, he set out one
day with a small basket of his famous apples, and went up to the
palace. He did not have to wait long before one of the royal servants
passed by and bought all the apples, begging as he did so that the
merchant should return and bring some more. This Tiidu promised, and
hastened away as if he had a mad bull behind him, so afraid was he that
the man should begin to eat an apple at once.
It is needless to say that for some days he took no more apples back to
the palace, but kept well away on the other side of the town, wearing
other clothes, and disguised by a long black beard, so that even his
own mother would not have known him.
The morning after his visit to the castle the whole city was in an
uproar about the dreadful misfortune that had happened to the Royal
Family, for not only the king but his wife and children, had eaten of
the stranger’s apples, and all, so said the rumour, were very ill. The
most famous doctors and the greatest magicians were hastily summoned to
the palace, but they shook their heads and came away again; never had
they met with such a disease in all the course of their experience.
By-and-bye a story went round the town, started no one knew how, that
the malady was in some way connected with the nose; and men rubbed
their own anxiously, to be sure that nothing catching was in the air.
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