When the ship was finished the launch took place, and everything seemed going smoothly when a gale sprang up, and the vessel was dashed to pieces on the rocks. The young man had spent his whole fortune on it, and now it was all swallowed up, was forced to beg shelter from his youngest brother. When he told his story the youngest said to himself, ‘I am not rich enough to support us all three. I had better take my turn, and if I manage to win the princess there will be her fortune as well as my own for us to live on.’ So he called together all the shipbuilders in the kingdom, and gave orders that a new ship should be built. Then all the old people came and asked for work, and he answered cheerfully, ‘Oh, yes, there is plenty for everybody;’ and when the boys begged to be allowed to help he found something that they could do. And when the old man with the long white beard stood before him, praying that he might earn his bread, he replied, ‘Oh, father, I could not suffer you to work, but you shall be overseer, and look after the rest.’ Now the old man was a holy hermit, and when he saw how kind-hearted the youth was he determined to do all he could for him to gain the wish of his heart. By-and-bye, when the ship was finished, the hermit said to his young friend, ‘Now you can go and claim the king’s daughter, for hte ship will float both by land and sea.’ ‘Oh, good father,’ cried the young man, ‘you will not forsake me? Stay with me, I pray you, and lead me to the king!’ ‘If you wish it, I will,’ said the hermit, ‘on condition that you will give me half of anything you get.’ ‘Oh, if that is all,’ answered he, ‘it is easily promised!’ And they set out together on the ship. After they had gone some distance they saw a man standing in a thick fog, which he was trying to put into a sack. ‘Oh, good father,’ exclaimed the youth, ‘what can he be doing?’ ‘Ask him,’ said the old man. ‘What are you doing, my fine fellow?’ ‘I am putting the fog into my sack. That is my business.’ ‘Ask him if he will come with us,’ whispered the hermit. And the man answered: ‘If you will give me enough to eat and drink I will gladly stay with you.’ So they took him on their ship, and the youth said, as they started off again, ‘Good father, before we were two, and now we are three!’ After they had travelled a little further they met a man who had torn up half the forest, and was carrying all the trees on his shoulders. ‘Good father,’ exclaimed the youth, ‘only look! What can he have done that for?’ ‘Ask him why he has torn up all those trees.’ And the man replied, ‘Why, I’ve merely been gathering a handful of brushwood.’ ‘Beg him to come with us,’ whispered the hermit. And the strong man answered: ‘Willingly, as long as you give me enough to eat and drink.’ And he came on the ship. And the youth said to the hermit, ‘Good father, before we were three, and now we are four.’