I should be ashamed to say such things , ' exclaimed Andras . ` Do you mean to tell me that a jump , which the weakest Lapp boy would make nothing of , is beyond your strength ? ' The Stalo grew red and angry when he heard these words , just as Andras meant him to do . He bounded into the air and fell straight into the river . Not that that would have mattered , for he was a good swimmer ; but Andras drew out the bow and arrows which every Lapp carries , and took aim at him . His aim was good , but the Stalo sprang so high into the air that the arrow flew between his feet . A second shot , directed at his forehead , fared no better , for this time the Stalo jumped so high to the other side that the arrow passed between his finger and thumb . Then Andras aimed his third arrow a little over the Stalo 's head , and when he sprang up , just an instant too soon , it hit him between the ribs . Mortally wounded as he was , the Stalo was not yet dead , and managed to swim to the shore . Stretching himself on the sand , he said slowly to Andras : ` Promise that you will give me an honourable burial , and when my body is laid in the grave go in my boat across the fiord , and take whatever you find in my house which belongs to me . My dog you must kill , but spare my son , Andras . ' Then he died ; and Andras sailed in his boat away across the fiord and found the dog and boy . The dog , a fierce , wicked-looking creature , he slew with one blow from his fist , for it is well known that if a Stalo 's dog licks the blood that flows from his dead master 's wounds the Stalo comes to life again . That is why no REAL Stalo is ever seen without his dog ; but the bailiff , being only half a Stalo , had forgotten him , when he went to the little lakes in search of Andras . Next , Andras put all the gold and jewels which he found in the boat into his pockets , and bidding the boy get in , pushed it off from the shore , leaving the little craft to drift as it would , while he himself ran home . With the treasure he possessed he was able to buy a great herd of reindeer ; and he soon married a rich wife , whose parents would not have him as a son-in-law when he was poor , and the two lived happy for ever after . The White Slipper -LSB- From Lapplandische Mahrchen , J. C. Poestion . -RSB- Once upon a time there lived a king who had a daughter just fifteen years old . And what a daughter ! Even the mothers who had daughters of their own could not help allowing that the princess was much more beautiful and graceful than any of them ; and , as for the fathers , if one of them ever beheld her by accident he could talk of nothing else for a whole day afterwards .
Of course the king , whose name was Balancin , was the complete slave of his little girl from the moment he lifted her XXXXX the arms of her dead mother ; indeed , he did not seem to know that there was anyone else in the world to love .
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