The prince started to run the streets of the town to find a place, where they can employ him. He wandered on hundreds of streets and alleys. Finally he had found a shop of an old jew. He was selling salt, paprika, vinegar and such stuff; and he supported his big family of what he earned. When he entered, the wife of the jew was at the desk; and she asked him, what does he need.
"I don't want to buy anything." Replied the prince. "Give me work, employ me." The jewish woman almost petrified with astonishment; it never happened before, that someone wanted to be an employee in their miserable store.
"Do not gird at me, you noble man! Go rather to the restaurant opposite to us, they will employ you."
But the prince kept his ground. "I'll rather stay here. Just as I told you." The woman ran to her husband.
"Come man, listen what this noble man is saying. He wants to be employed at us. What will we eat, if this shop needs to feed one more person?"
The jewish man went down to the store, to see who is pushing around with his wife." He glimpsed at the prince and took stock of him, and than he said to her: "Listen woman, where there is food for nine, there will be for ten aswell. Let him stay." And he turned to the prince: "You can stay, noble fellow. Sell the things, what you see on the shelves."
And from this moment the prince stood behind the desk. He was so beatiful, that he was shining.
The first customer, who came to the store was a girl. When she noticed the prince, all her strenght left her, and she was even not able to ask for something. After some moments, when she was coming back to herself, she said: "Salt... Give salt!"
On her way back home she knocked the doors of her girlfriends, and brought them the news about the beatiful man in the shop. The street was sounding of the girls urging their mother to send them to buy something in the shop.
Girls were rushing to the shop of the jew, the prince sold everything, and the drawers became full of money. From that day the jew was starting to do well.
Some months later, on a late afternoon the prince asked the one son of the jew, Mayshi, if he wanted to come with him. Mayshi was the closest in age to become a man among the sons of the jew. He helped a lot in the store, and they became good frineds with the prince. "Where?"
"Don't mind where, Mayshi. Just decide, if you want to come or not."
" I will."
"Take than a sack."
When the night fall down, they went to the cellar of the duke and rubbed it.
Some time later the prince asked Mayshi again: "Do you want to come with me?" Mayshi didn't say a word, but he took the sack, and they went again. They returned to cellar from time to time, and from the money they rubbed they made a bigger house for the family, they opened restaurants, cafés all along the street.
One night, when they went to the cellar, Mayshi asked the prince if he could be the first to enter. "You entered before me so many times, let me be the first today."
"Don't go Mayshi, because it will be fire for you, and smoke for me!" Answered the prince. But Mayshi was beseeching to him until he let him go. Mayshi entered, went down the stairs, and right there, after the last stair, he got caught by a trap.
When the prince arrived after him, he saw what happened. He said outloud: "Jump off stone!" But the blocks stayed on the boy.
The prince started to cry. "What shall I do with You, Mayshi? You can not come out, they will find you here, and they will recognize you, and revenge themselves on you and on your family."
"You are right." Said Mayshi. "Do, what you think is the best."
The prince stayed with him until the dawn, and than he realized, that Mayshi died from the squeeze of the blocks. Than he took his knife, and cut the face of Mayshi many times, so no man could recognize him, and than he ran away.
When the duke's guards found Mayshi's corp in the cellar, they reported him about the case, the duke turned to his twelve councillors. "What shall I do with this person without face? How can I find out, who was the burglar?"
The councillors said to him: "Don't worry, noble Duke. Take a horse, and tide this corp to it's tail, and pull across the entire town. His family will recognize him. Tell the soldiers to make a mark on the gate of the house where they start to cry, when they pass by."
So they grabbed the corp, and started to pull it on the streets of the town.
The prince was sitting in the gate of the shop, with the youngest child of the jew, they were making a shoe. When they came with the body of Mayshi the small boy recognized his brother and started to cry. "They killed Mayshi! They killed my brother!" The prince took the prodding tool and hit it into the palm of the boy. The soldiers came, and asked why is he criing. The prince told them, that they were making a shoe, and the boy hit the tool into his hand. The soldiers couldn't decide if they beleive him or not, so they put a mark on their gate, and left.
During the night the prince took a similar chalk and made a mark on each gate of the town. So when next day the duke came to see the house, where they were criing, he could not find it, because there was a mark on each gate, even on the gate of his own palace.
"What kind of advise did you give me?" He asked his twelve councillors.
"We have said to mark only one gate."
"There's a mark on each one. What shall I do now?"
"Do not be upset noble Duke, follow our advise. Arrange a tea-evening in your court. And invite everyone, even blinds, criples, so they can come and eat, drink and carouse free of charge. You'll see, even he, the burglar's friend, who was there all the time, who knows the secret of your cellar, and who cut the face of his dead mate, even he will take upon himself to come here, and he will go immediately to your beatiful daughter's room. Command the miss to cut a mop of his hair. And the next day we will catch him."
The duke announced the tea-evening, and that everyone can come, even criples and gipsy-guys. A big crowd came, who would not like to carouse without paying? The prince thaught: "I will not miss this party occasion, of course I need to be there." He dressed up in gold and in velvet, and appeared at the evening. He didn't stay long among others, soon after his arrival he went up to the room of the duke's daughter. In the moment, when the miss glimpsed him, heaviness caught her, the boy was so beatiful. They went and lied down together right away, and they started to pet each other. They made love. And afterwards, when the prince fell asleep, the miss took the sciccors from the drawer and cut a mop of the prince's hair.
After a while the boy woke up. He stood in front of the mirror to comb his hair, and he noticed, that there is part missing from his hair. He realized it is some kind of trick with him, so he went among the carousing people, and took his own scissors from his pocket and as they were dancing or chating with each other, click-clack, he cut into one's and other's hair; he marked them the same way as it was done with him.
Before the morning came, the duke visited his daughter, and asked her, what she have done.
"I did, what you asked me to do, I marked that beatiful man." Replied the miss.
"I don't mind if he is beatiful or not. In the morning we will get him."
But when the morning came, and the duke was standing in his gate to check all visitors' hair, he had to realize there were mops missing from each hair. "Saint God bless you my sweet daughter! Tell me honestly, this big team of man had all been at your room the last evening? What have you done?"
They could not catch the boy. "What kind of advise you gave to me, you twelve councillors!" Cried the duke. "What shall I do now?! Look this big shame on me!"
The councillors put their heads together. "Listen nobe Duke, we have one more advise. Try if it works. If it won't work we can not help you any more. Announce that if there is anybody who can tell point by point what had happened with you, you will give the half of your lands and your daughter aswell.
The duke announced, and many young men, princes, dukes, poor ones came to the duke's palace on that day. Even the duke's friends came to listen to these fellows. The parents of the prince, the king and the queen came aswell.
They all listened to the different stories. The duke asked the first one:
"What have you done?"
"I killed a dragon?"
"Anything else?"
"I can not mention more."
"Than we don't have any more words to you. We are searching for something else."
The next one said a wolf, an other a man. No one could guess all the acts of the prince.
He thaught, that if things happened, he will be honest, and he will tell them all what he had done. So he signed up on the list, and he showed up in the palace of the duke.
When he entered the room the duke asked him right away. "Tell me boy, what have you done?"
"Oh Duke, how can you be so impatient? Ask rather how far I come from, ask if I am not tired, if I am not thirsty, take me a glass of wine, give me a seat. Let me rest before you question me."
The duke looked at him in astonishment. No man talked with him like this before. He took a chair, and offered the prince to sit down. The prince asked for a glass of wine. They took him. He drunk it all at once.
"Now you can interrogate me."
"Can you tell me what have happened with me? For instance what happened in my cellar?"
"Of course I can tell you, that's why I came."
And the prince told the whole story. He started from the begining, when he went on the hunting, with his father. At the point, when he talked about the cellar, the duke noticed: "It was a remarkable amount of tresure, you know, my son? On what could you spent it all?"
"I ate it, I drunk it. I am a young man." Answered the prince. When he finished his story, he pointed at the king: "And noble Duke, if you beleive it, or not, this king is my father, who I talked about. And this lady with crown, his wife, she is my mother."
The duke became released, that it was one of his friend's son, who done all this to him. When his daughter was a little girl, and the prince was a small boy, and he lived at home with his parents, the duke and the king and the queen were planning that their children will get married one day. After this point the duke started to talk with him much more friendly. "Here is a paper about the half of my lands. And take my daughter."
"Noble Duke, I don't want your daughter. Give her to someone else, who is up for her. But the paper about the half of your lands, I will take that. And now I will go home with my parents."
He went to the queen and the king, they huged each other.
"Let's go home, mother and father." But before going home, he wanted to say good-bye to the jewish family, where he worked. So he went there.
But on his way he noticed a little cottage, which he never noticed before. There was an old witch standing in the window, staring at him.
"What are you staring on me?" Asked the boy.
"Of course I'm staring at you. Why shouldn't I? Why shouldn't I stare at you, if I now why you are not finding your place? And if I know, that you will also not find it, if you go home with your parents. You will run up and down the streets, just like before you came away. I know what are you longing for."
"What is that?"
"They took away her in front of my cottage."
"Who are you talking about?"
"Your fiancee."
"And where did they take her?"
"They took her across the big water. Across the Black-water. And her wedding will be tomorrow right at noon."
"Can this be true?" Asked the prince.
"I am saying it to you, and it is true." Replied the witch.
"I don't want to buy anything." Replied the prince. "Give me work, employ me." The jewish woman almost petrified with astonishment; it never happened before, that someone wanted to be an employee in their miserable store.
"Do not gird at me, you noble man! Go rather to the restaurant opposite to us, they will employ you."
But the prince kept his ground. "I'll rather stay here. Just as I told you." The woman ran to her husband.
"Come man, listen what this noble man is saying. He wants to be employed at us. What will we eat, if this shop needs to feed one more person?"
The jewish man went down to the store, to see who is pushing around with his wife." He glimpsed at the prince and took stock of him, and than he said to her: "Listen woman, where there is food for nine, there will be for ten aswell. Let him stay." And he turned to the prince: "You can stay, noble fellow. Sell the things, what you see on the shelves."
And from this moment the prince stood behind the desk. He was so beatiful, that he was shining.
The first customer, who came to the store was a girl. When she noticed the prince, all her strenght left her, and she was even not able to ask for something. After some moments, when she was coming back to herself, she said: "Salt... Give salt!"
On her way back home she knocked the doors of her girlfriends, and brought them the news about the beatiful man in the shop. The street was sounding of the girls urging their mother to send them to buy something in the shop.
Girls were rushing to the shop of the jew, the prince sold everything, and the drawers became full of money. From that day the jew was starting to do well.
Some months later, on a late afternoon the prince asked the one son of the jew, Mayshi, if he wanted to come with him. Mayshi was the closest in age to become a man among the sons of the jew. He helped a lot in the store, and they became good frineds with the prince. "Where?"
"Don't mind where, Mayshi. Just decide, if you want to come or not."
" I will."
"Take than a sack."
When the night fall down, they went to the cellar of the duke and rubbed it.
Some time later the prince asked Mayshi again: "Do you want to come with me?" Mayshi didn't say a word, but he took the sack, and they went again. They returned to cellar from time to time, and from the money they rubbed they made a bigger house for the family, they opened restaurants, cafés all along the street.
One night, when they went to the cellar, Mayshi asked the prince if he could be the first to enter. "You entered before me so many times, let me be the first today."
"Don't go Mayshi, because it will be fire for you, and smoke for me!" Answered the prince. But Mayshi was beseeching to him until he let him go. Mayshi entered, went down the stairs, and right there, after the last stair, he got caught by a trap.
When the prince arrived after him, he saw what happened. He said outloud: "Jump off stone!" But the blocks stayed on the boy.
The prince started to cry. "What shall I do with You, Mayshi? You can not come out, they will find you here, and they will recognize you, and revenge themselves on you and on your family."
"You are right." Said Mayshi. "Do, what you think is the best."
The prince stayed with him until the dawn, and than he realized, that Mayshi died from the squeeze of the blocks. Than he took his knife, and cut the face of Mayshi many times, so no man could recognize him, and than he ran away.
When the duke's guards found Mayshi's corp in the cellar, they reported him about the case, the duke turned to his twelve councillors. "What shall I do with this person without face? How can I find out, who was the burglar?"
The councillors said to him: "Don't worry, noble Duke. Take a horse, and tide this corp to it's tail, and pull across the entire town. His family will recognize him. Tell the soldiers to make a mark on the gate of the house where they start to cry, when they pass by."
So they grabbed the corp, and started to pull it on the streets of the town.
The prince was sitting in the gate of the shop, with the youngest child of the jew, they were making a shoe. When they came with the body of Mayshi the small boy recognized his brother and started to cry. "They killed Mayshi! They killed my brother!" The prince took the prodding tool and hit it into the palm of the boy. The soldiers came, and asked why is he criing. The prince told them, that they were making a shoe, and the boy hit the tool into his hand. The soldiers couldn't decide if they beleive him or not, so they put a mark on their gate, and left.
During the night the prince took a similar chalk and made a mark on each gate of the town. So when next day the duke came to see the house, where they were criing, he could not find it, because there was a mark on each gate, even on the gate of his own palace.
"What kind of advise did you give me?" He asked his twelve councillors.
"We have said to mark only one gate."
"There's a mark on each one. What shall I do now?"
"Do not be upset noble Duke, follow our advise. Arrange a tea-evening in your court. And invite everyone, even blinds, criples, so they can come and eat, drink and carouse free of charge. You'll see, even he, the burglar's friend, who was there all the time, who knows the secret of your cellar, and who cut the face of his dead mate, even he will take upon himself to come here, and he will go immediately to your beatiful daughter's room. Command the miss to cut a mop of his hair. And the next day we will catch him."
The duke announced the tea-evening, and that everyone can come, even criples and gipsy-guys. A big crowd came, who would not like to carouse without paying? The prince thaught: "I will not miss this party occasion, of course I need to be there." He dressed up in gold and in velvet, and appeared at the evening. He didn't stay long among others, soon after his arrival he went up to the room of the duke's daughter. In the moment, when the miss glimpsed him, heaviness caught her, the boy was so beatiful. They went and lied down together right away, and they started to pet each other. They made love. And afterwards, when the prince fell asleep, the miss took the sciccors from the drawer and cut a mop of the prince's hair.
After a while the boy woke up. He stood in front of the mirror to comb his hair, and he noticed, that there is part missing from his hair. He realized it is some kind of trick with him, so he went among the carousing people, and took his own scissors from his pocket and as they were dancing or chating with each other, click-clack, he cut into one's and other's hair; he marked them the same way as it was done with him.
Before the morning came, the duke visited his daughter, and asked her, what she have done.
"I did, what you asked me to do, I marked that beatiful man." Replied the miss.
"I don't mind if he is beatiful or not. In the morning we will get him."
But when the morning came, and the duke was standing in his gate to check all visitors' hair, he had to realize there were mops missing from each hair. "Saint God bless you my sweet daughter! Tell me honestly, this big team of man had all been at your room the last evening? What have you done?"
They could not catch the boy. "What kind of advise you gave to me, you twelve councillors!" Cried the duke. "What shall I do now?! Look this big shame on me!"
The councillors put their heads together. "Listen nobe Duke, we have one more advise. Try if it works. If it won't work we can not help you any more. Announce that if there is anybody who can tell point by point what had happened with you, you will give the half of your lands and your daughter aswell.
The duke announced, and many young men, princes, dukes, poor ones came to the duke's palace on that day. Even the duke's friends came to listen to these fellows. The parents of the prince, the king and the queen came aswell.
They all listened to the different stories. The duke asked the first one:
"What have you done?"
"I killed a dragon?"
"Anything else?"
"I can not mention more."
"Than we don't have any more words to you. We are searching for something else."
The next one said a wolf, an other a man. No one could guess all the acts of the prince.
He thaught, that if things happened, he will be honest, and he will tell them all what he had done. So he signed up on the list, and he showed up in the palace of the duke.
When he entered the room the duke asked him right away. "Tell me boy, what have you done?"
"Oh Duke, how can you be so impatient? Ask rather how far I come from, ask if I am not tired, if I am not thirsty, take me a glass of wine, give me a seat. Let me rest before you question me."
The duke looked at him in astonishment. No man talked with him like this before. He took a chair, and offered the prince to sit down. The prince asked for a glass of wine. They took him. He drunk it all at once.
"Now you can interrogate me."
"Can you tell me what have happened with me? For instance what happened in my cellar?"
"Of course I can tell you, that's why I came."
And the prince told the whole story. He started from the begining, when he went on the hunting, with his father. At the point, when he talked about the cellar, the duke noticed: "It was a remarkable amount of tresure, you know, my son? On what could you spent it all?"
"I ate it, I drunk it. I am a young man." Answered the prince. When he finished his story, he pointed at the king: "And noble Duke, if you beleive it, or not, this king is my father, who I talked about. And this lady with crown, his wife, she is my mother."
The duke became released, that it was one of his friend's son, who done all this to him. When his daughter was a little girl, and the prince was a small boy, and he lived at home with his parents, the duke and the king and the queen were planning that their children will get married one day. After this point the duke started to talk with him much more friendly. "Here is a paper about the half of my lands. And take my daughter."
"Noble Duke, I don't want your daughter. Give her to someone else, who is up for her. But the paper about the half of your lands, I will take that. And now I will go home with my parents."
He went to the queen and the king, they huged each other.
"Let's go home, mother and father." But before going home, he wanted to say good-bye to the jewish family, where he worked. So he went there.
But on his way he noticed a little cottage, which he never noticed before. There was an old witch standing in the window, staring at him.
"What are you staring on me?" Asked the boy.
"Of course I'm staring at you. Why shouldn't I? Why shouldn't I stare at you, if I now why you are not finding your place? And if I know, that you will also not find it, if you go home with your parents. You will run up and down the streets, just like before you came away. I know what are you longing for."
"What is that?"
"They took away her in front of my cottage."
"Who are you talking about?"
"Your fiancee."
"And where did they take her?"
"They took her across the big water. Across the Black-water. And her wedding will be tomorrow right at noon."
"Can this be true?" Asked the prince.
"I am saying it to you, and it is true." Replied the witch.
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