After that the Student turned himself into his own true shape again. Then he and the princess told the king all about the business, and when the king heard how fond the princess was of the lad, he said that there was only one thing to be done, and that was to call in the minister. [Illustration: What happened to the Master of Black Arts after all his tricks.] So the Student was married to his dear princess, and that is what comes of book-learning. After the wedding was all over, and the fiddlers had gone home, the Clever Student set out for his father’s house in a fine coach drawn by six beautiful horses. There was the old man, making fagots in the forest back of the house, just as he had always done. At first he would not believe that the great lord in the coach was his own son. “No, no,” says he; “and is it becoming in a fine spark from the great town to come here and make sport of a poor old wood-chopper. I know very well that my son is nothing but a poor student.” But at last he got the whole matter through his head, and then he was so glad that he kissed his son on both cheeks, and asked him whether he had not always said that it was better for his boy to study books than to make fagots. For this is true: everything happens for the best when Luck strokes one the right way. So the fagot-maker went back with his son to the fine house that the lad lived in, now that he had married a princess. There everything was made easy for him, and he always had a warm corner to sit in back of the stove. And that is the end of this story. [Illustration] [Illustration] [Illustration] Six O’clock· K. P. The _Door_ is open, [Sidenote: Sol above.] The _Dew_ is bright; Forgotten now [Sidenote: ●] Is the lonesome _Night_, And the _Starling_ whistles, “_All is right_.” The _House-wife_ moves With her briskest tread The _Chairs_ are set, And the _Table_ spread [Sidenote: ☽] With _Honey_ and _Eggs_ And _Cream_ and _Bread_. [Illustration: The Princess Golden-Hair _and the_ Great Black Raven.] VI. Once upon a time there was a king who had three daughters, the two elder were handsome enough, but the youngest, whose name was Golden-Hair, was the prettiest maiden to be found within the four ends of the earth.