so he placed it on a cart, harnessed two oxen, took it to the palace, and presented it to the king. "what strange thing is this?" said the king. "many wonderful things have come before my eyes, but never such a monster as this! from what seed can this have sprung, or are you a luck-child and have met with it by chance?" "ah, no!" said the farmer, "no luck-child am i. i am a poor soldier, who because he could no longer support himself hung his soldier’s coat on a nail and took to farming land. i have a brother who is rich and well known to you, lord king, but i, because i have nothing, am forgotten by every one."