Well, the next day he was out with the ball again, and he was twice smarter that day, and to throw the ball over, he would be over before it, and to hit it back hither, he would be hither before it, the way it didn’t touch the ground at all through that day. The King was looking at him. ‘It’s a pity your mother not to be here and to see you,’ says he. ‘It is time for you to put another woman’s skin on my mother,’ says the son. And the same thing happened on the third day. So he married another King’s daughter, and the King’s son had a step-mother, and a bad step-mother she was. She had three daughters, and she used to be starving the King’s son, and not to be giving him nourishment; but he had nothing but hardship, and all she would give him to eat was stirabout, and she used to be giving all to the daughters. He was out in the field one day, and the little black Bullockeen came to him and it said: ‘I know the way you are treated,’ it said, ‘and the sort of nourishment they are giving you. And unscrew now my left horn,’ it said, ‘and take what you will find out of it.’ So he unscrewed the left horn, and the first thing he took out was a napkin, and he spread it out on the grass; and then he took out cups and plates and every sort of food, and he sat down and ate and drank his enough. And then he put back the napkin and all into the horn again, and screwed it on. That was going on every day, and he used to be throwing his stirabout away into the ash-bin; and the servants found it, and they told the Queen that he was throwing away what they gave him, and getting fat all the same. And the Queen did not know what to do, and she would give the whole world to get quit of him, he being so smart; but she could get no way to do it. So she sent for an old prophecy—a woman that did foretellings—and she asked her what way would she get quit of the step-son. ‘It’s what is keeping him so smart,’ says the prophecy-woman, ‘is the little Bullockeen out in the meadow. And let you keep a watch on him,’ says she, ‘and you’ll know it’s truth I’m telling.’ So the Queen says: ‘I have three daughters,’ says she, ‘and I’ll send them to watch him,’ says she, ‘for the one is as sharp as an earwig, and the other is sharper again, and the third has one eye in the back of her poll that can see through every enchantment.’ So the first of the girls went out, but before she went the little Bullockeen says to the son: ‘Your step-sister will be coming to-day to watch you,’ says he, ‘and unscrew now my right horn, and take out a pin of slumber you will find under it, and when you see her coming go and play with her for a while, and put the pin of slumber into her ear and she will fall asleep.’ So he did as the Bullockeen told him, and he put the pin of slumber into the step-sister’s ear, and she fell into a deep sleep in the grass and never woke till evening.