The man found no difficulty in making the royal garden produce flowers and fruit , and at the end of a year the park was not like the same place , and the King showered gifts upon his new servant . The gardener , as you have heard already , had a son , who was a very handsome young man , with most agreeable manners , and every day he carried the best fruit of the garden to the King , and all the prettiest flowers to his daughter . Now this princess was wonderfully pretty and was just sixteen years old , and the King was beginning to think it was time that she should be married . `` My dear child , '' said he , `` you are of an age to take a husband , therefore I am thinking of marrying you to the son of my prime minister . `` Father , '' replied the Princess , `` I will never marry the son of the minister . '' `` Why not ? '' asked the King . `` Because I love the gardener 's son , '' answered the Princess . On hearing this the King was at first very angry , and then he wept and sighed , and declared that such a husband was not worthy of his daughter ; but the young Princess was not to be turned from her resolution to marry the gardener 's son . Then the King consulted his ministers . `` This is what you must do , '' they said . `` To get rid of the gardener you must send both suitors to a very distant country , and the one who returns first shall marry your daughter . '' The King followed this advice , and the minister 's son was presented with a splendid horse and a purse full of gold pieces , while the gardener 's son had only an old lame horse and a purse full of copper money , and every one thought he would never come back from his journey . The day before they started the Princess met her lover and said to him : `` Be brave , and remember always that I love you . Take this purse full of jewels and make the best use you can of them for love of me , and come back quickly and demand my hand . '' The two suitors left the town together , but the minister 's son went off at a gallop on his good horse , and very soon was lost to sight behind the most distant hills . He traveled on for some days , and presently reached a fountain beside which an old woman all in rags sat upon a stone . `` Good-day to you , young traveler , '' said she . But the minister 's son made no reply . `` Have pity upon me , traveler , '' she said again .
`` I am dying of hunger , XXXXX you see , and three days have I been here and no one has given me anything . ''
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