Then the Magician gave him all the necessary instructions as to the use of the three things. But when the youth turned his back to go away, the captive cried, imploringly, "And you are going to leave me lying here?" "It would be no more than you deserve. However, I will release you. But woe betide you if you have deceived me again." After the youth had released the Magician from his chains, he hurried away to appear before the Princess. Opening her mouth, he put in it the little piece of red stuff which he had brought with him, and she at once had a tongue. But the first words which came from her mouth were: "Miserable cobbler! Out of my sight! Begone!" The poor youth was motionless with painful amazement, and said to himself: "This is once more the work of the faithless Magician." But he would not let this bitter ingratitude prevent him from completing the good work. Then, taking the two little lentil-grains, he put them into the blind pupils of the girl's eyes, and at once she was able to see as before. But no sooner had she turned her eyes upon him than she covered her face with her hands and cried, scornfully, "Oh, how ugly mankind is! How horribly ugly!" The poor youth's courage nearly vanished, and again he said to himself, "The worthless Magician has done this for me!" But he would not allow himself to be put out. Taking the empty snail-shells from his pocket, he put them very skilfully where the girl's ears had once been, and behold! the Princess had back again her sweet little ears. Then the youth turned to the King and said, "Your Majesty, now I am your son-in-law!" But when the Princess heard these words she began to weep like a spoilt child, sobbing, "He called me a witch! He said I was an old witch!" That was too much ingratitude for the poor youth. Without saying a word, he hurriedly left the castle, to seek out his Fairy. "Fairy, where are you?" he cried, still trembling with anger and vexation. "I am at your service." Then he told her how shamefully he had been treated by the Princess, who was now restored to health. The Fairy said, laughing: "You probably forgot to take the Magician's other ring from her little finger?" "Oh, dear! I did not think of that in my confusion," exclaimed the youth, seizing his head between his two hands in mingled terror and shame. "Now hasten and repair the mistake!" advised the Fairy. Sooner than he had thought possible, he was standing in front of the Princess and drew the evil ring from her little finger. Then a lovely smile spread over her beautiful features, and she thanked him so sweetly and kindly that he became red with embarrassment. Then the King said, solemnly: "This is your husband." And the youth and the Princess embraced one another in the sight of all, and a few days afterwards the wedding was celebrated. _A Funeral at Sea._ BY J. H. BARKER.