'Well, well, it's all the same to me--I will give you my daughter to
wife; but, then, you really and truly must say to me: "To your good
health."'

'Of course I'll say it; why should I not say it? It stands to reason
that I shall say it then.'

At this the king was more delighted than anyone could have
believed. He made it known all through the country that there were
to be great rejoicings, as the princess was going to be married. And
everyone rejoiced to think that the princess, who had refused so
many royal suitors, should have ended by falling in love with the
staring-eyed shepherd.

There was such a wedding as had never been seen. Everyone ate
and drank and danced. Even the sick were feasted, and quite tiny
new-born children had presents given them.

But the greatest merry-making was in the king's palace; there the
best bands played and the best food was cooked; a crowd of people
sat down to table, and all was fun and merry-making.

And when the groomsman, according to custom, brought in the
great boar's head on a big dish and placed it before the king so that
he might carve it and give everyone a share, the savoury smell was
so strong that the king began to sneeze with all his might.

'To your very good health,' cried the shepherd before anyone else,
and the king was so delighted that he did not regret having given
him his daughter.