Princess in marriage, but Rosetta is not a year old. If there is
anything else you can think of"--

The Pop-corn man kissed the King's hand and replied that there was
nothing that he could think of except a little honey-comb. He should
like to carry some to his mother. So the King gave him a great piece
of honey-comb in a silver dish, and the Pop-corn man departed.

He never came to Romalia again, but the Poet Laureate celebrated him
in an epic poem, describing the loss of the Princess and the war
for her rescue. The Princess was never stolen again--indeed the
necromancer across the river who had kidnaped her was imprisoned for
life on a diet of pop-corn which he popped himself.

The King across the river became tired of pop-corn, as it had caused
his defeat, and forbade his people to eat it. He paid tribute to the
King of Romalia as long as he lived; but after his death, when his
son, the young prince, came to reign, affairs were on a very pleasant
footing between the two kingdoms. The new King was very different from
his father, being generous and amiable, and beloved by every one.
Indeed Rosetta, when she had grown to be a beautiful maiden, married
him and went to live as a Queen where she had been a captive.

And when Rosetta went across the river to live, the King, her father,
gave her some bee-hives for a wedding present, and the bees thrived
equally in both countries. All the difference in the honey was this:
in Romalia the bees fed more on clover, and the honey tasted of
clover: and in the country across the river on peppermint, and that
honey tasted of peppermint. They always had both kinds at their Bee
Festivals.