Matters had been in this state for more than a week when it reached the
ears of the king that a man was living in an inn on the other side of
the town who declared himself able to cure all manner of diseases.
Instantly the royal carriage was commanded to drive with all speed and
bring back this magician, offering him riches untold if he could
restore their noses to their former length. Tiidu had expected this
summons, and had sat up all night changing his appearance, and so well
had he succeeded that not a trace remained either of the piper or of
the apple seller. He stepped into the carriage, and was driven post
haste to the king, who was feverishly counting every moment, for both
his nose and the queen’s were by this time more than a yard long, and
they did not know where they would stop.
Now Tiidu thought it would not look well to cure the royal family by
giving them the raw nuts; he felt that it might arouse suspicion. So he
had carefully pounded them into a powder, and divided the powder up
into small doses, which were to be put on the tongue and swallowed at
once. He gave one of these to the king and another to the queen, and
told them that before taking them they were to get into bed in a dark
room and not to move for some hours, after which they might be sure
that they would come out cured.
The king’s joy was so great at this news that he would gladly have
given Tiidu half of his kingdom; but the piper was no longer so greedy
of money as he once was, before he had been shipwrecked on the island.
If he could get enough to buy a small estate and live comfortably on it
for the rest of his life, that was all he now cared for. However, the
king ordered his treasure to pay him three times as much as he asked,
and with this Tiidu went down to the harbour and engaged a small ship
to carry him back to his native country. The wind was fair, and in ten
days the coast, which he had almost forgotten, stood clear before him.
In a few hours he was standing in his old home, where his father, three
sisters, and two brothers gave him a hearty welcome. His mother and his
other brothers had died some years before.
When the meeting was over, he began to make inquiries about a small
estate that was for sale near the town, and after he had bought it the
next thing was to find a wife to share it with him. This did not take
long either; and people who were at the wedding feast declared that the
best part of the whole day was the hour when Tiidu played to them on
the pipes before they bade each other farewell and returned to their
homes.
[From Esthnische Mährchen.]
Paperarelloo
Once upon a time there lived a king and a queen who had one son. The
king loved the boy very much, but the queen, who was a wicked woman,
hated the sight of him; and this was the more unlucky for, when he was
twelve years old, his father died, and he was left alone in the world.
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