The Ash Lad Who Made the Princess Say “You’re a Liar” There were once a king who had a daughter, and she was such a liar that no one could equal her. So he made it known that the one who could lie so that he made her say, “You’re a liar!” would get both her and half the kingdom but all of them fared badly. Then there were three brothers who were bent upon trying their luck. The two eldest set out first, but they fared no better than all the others; So the Ash Lad set out, and he met the princess in the table. “Good day!” he said. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” “Good day!” he said. “It’s nice to meet you too!” You don’t have as big a barn as we do,” she said, “for, when a shepard stands at each end and blows on a ram’s horn, one can’t hear the other!” “Oh, yes indeed!” said the boy. “Ours is much bigger, for when a cow is got with calf at one end of it, she doesn’t bear it before she gets to the other.” “You don’t say so!” said the princess. “Well, you haven’t such a big ox as we do. There you see! When a man sits on each horn, one can’t reach the other with a twelve-foot pole. “Pooh!” Said the boy. “We have an ox so big that, when someone is sitting on each horn blowing a lure, one can’t hear the other!” “Oh indeed?” said the princess. “But you don’t have as much milk as we do, all the same,” she said, “for we milk into enormous troughs and carry it in and pour it into cauldrons, and curdle cheese!” “Oh, we milk into great cauldrons, and cart them in and pour it into huge brewing vats, and curdle cheeses as big as a house. And then we have a grey horse to tread the cheese. But once it foaled in the cheese, and after we had been eating the mill with it one day, then its backbone broke; but I knew a remedy for that. I took a spruce tree and put it in for a backbone, and no other back did the horse have as long as we had it. But the tree grew, and became so big that I climbed up to Heaven through it, and when I got there, one of the saints was sitting weaving a bristle rope of barley broth. All at once the spruce broke and I couldn’t get down again, but the good saint lowered me down on one of the ropes, and I landed in a foxes den. And there sat my mother and your father patching shoes, and all at once my mother gave your father such a blow that the scurf flew off him! “You’re a liar!” said the princess “My father’s never been survy in all his life: Fun facts & How to’s: Definition of Scurf: flakes on the surface of the skin that form as fresh skin develops below, occurring especially as dandruff. Definition of Scurvy: disease resulting from a deficiency of vitamin C, which is required for the synthesis of collagen in humans. Foods that contain lots of Vitamin C: healthaliciousness/articles/vitamin-C.php Home Remedies: prevention/mind-body/natural-remedies/remedies ivillage.ca/food/go-global-15-natural-remedies-around-the-world How to make homemade cheese: https://youtube/watch?v=AWx8VlnT8ZY
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