So he went with them, and it was not long before they met a man who wore a cap, but wore it entirely over one ear. Then the master said to him, gracefully, gracefully, don't stick your cap on one ear, you look just like a tom-fool. I must not wear it otherwise, said he, for if I set my hat straight, a terrible frost comes on, and all the birds in the air are frozen, and drop dead on the ground. Oh, come with me, said the master. If we six are together, we can carry the whole world before us.
Now the six came to a town where the king had proclaimed that whosoever ran a race with his daughter and won the victory, should be her husband, but whosoever lost it, must lose his head. Then the man presented himself and said, I will, however, let my servant run for me. The king replied, then his life also must be staked, so that his head and yours are both set on the victory. When that was settled and made secure, the man buckled the other leg on the runner, and said to him, now be nimble, and help us to win. It was fixed that the one who was first to bring some water from a far distant well was to be the victor. The runner received a pitcher, and the king's daughter one too, and they began to run at the same time, but in an instant, when the king's daughter had got a very little way, the people who were looking on could see no more of the runner, and it was just as if the wind had whistled by. In a short time he reached the well, filled his pitcher with water, and turned back. Half-way home, however, he was overcome with fatigue, and set his pitcher down, lay down himself, and fell asleep. But he had made a pillow of a horse's skull which was lying on the ground, in order that he might lie uncomfortably, and soon wake up again. In the meantime the king's daughter, who could also run very well - quite as well as any ordinary mortal can - had reached the well, and was hurrying back with her pitcher full of water, and when she saw the runner lying there asleep, she was glad and said, my enemy is delivered over into my hands, emptied his pitcher, and ran on. And now all would have been lost if by good luck the huntsman had not been standing at the top of the castle, and had not seen everything with his sharp eyes.
Then said he, the king's daughter shall still not prevail against us.
And he loaded his gun, and shot so cleverly, that he shot the horse's skull away from under the runner's head without hurting him. Then the runner awoke, leapt up, and saw that his pitcher was empty, and that the king's daughter was already far in advance. He did not lose heart, however, but ran back to the well with his pitcher, again drew some water, and was at home again even ten minutes before the king's daughter. Behold, said he, only now have I begun to use my legs.
What I did before did not deserve to be called running.
But it pained the king, and still more his daughter, that she should be carried off by a common discharged soldier like that. So they took counsel with each other how to get rid of him and his companions.
Then said the king to her, I have thought of a way. Don't be afraid, they shall not come back again. And he said to them, you shall now make merry together, and eat and drink, and he conducted them to a room which had a floor of iron, and the doors also were of iron, and the windows were guarded with iron bars. There was a table in the room covered with delicious food, and the king said to them, go in, and enjoy yourselves. And when they were inside, he ordered the doors to be shut and bolted. Then he sent for the cook, and commanded him to make a fire under the room until the iron became red-hot.
This the cook did, and the six who were sitting at table began to feel quite warm, and they thought the heat was caused by the food.
But as it became still greater, and they wanted to get out, and found that the doors and windows were bolted, they became aware that the king must have an evil intention, and wanted to suffocate them. He shall not succeed, however, said the one with the cap. I will cause a frost to come, before which the fire shall be ashamed, and creep away.
Then he put his cap on straight, and immediately there came such a frost that all heat disappeared, and the food on the dishes began to freeze. When an hour or two had passed by, and the king believed that they had perished in the heat, he had the doors opened to behold them himself. But when the doors were opened, all six were standing there, alive and well, and said that they should very much like to get out to warm themselves, for the very food was fast frozen to the dishes with the cold. Then, full of anger, the king went down to the cook, scolded him, and asked why he had not done what he had been ordered to do. But the cook replied, there is heat enough there, just look yourself. Then the king saw that a fierce fire was burning under the iron room, and perceived that there was no getting the better of the six in this way.
Again the king considered how to get rid of his unpleasant guests, and caused their chief to be brought and said, if you will take gold and renounce my daughter, you shall have as much as you will.
Oh, yes, lord king, he answered, give me as much as my servant can carry, and I will not ask for your daughter.
On this the king was satisfied, and the other continued, in fourteen days, I will come and fetch it. Thereupon he summoned together all the tailors in the whole kingdom, and they were to sit for fourteen days and sew a sack. And when it was ready, the strong one who could tear up trees had to take it on his back, and go with it to the king.