So he takes him up to the tents; and when they see ’em coming, the girls begin to laugh, and say, “Here is our Jubal coming with a young gentleman.”  When he advanced nearer the tents, they all knew that he was the young Prince that had passed by that way many times before; and when Jubal went to change himself, he called most of them together into one tent, and told them all about him, and to be kind to him.  And so they were, for there was nothing that he desired but what he had, the same as if he was in the palace with his father and mother.  Jubal, after he pulled off his hairy coat, was one of the finest young men amongst them, and he was the young Prince’s closest companion.  The young Prince was always very sociable and merry, only when he thought of the gold watch he had from the young Princess in the castle, and which he had lost he knew not where.

He passed off many happy days in the forest; but one day he and poor Jubal were strolling through the trees, when they came to the very spot where they first met, and, accidentally looking up, he could see his watch hanging in the tree which he had to climb when he first saw poor Jubal coming to him in the form of a bear; and he cries out, “Jubal, Jubal, I can see my watch up in that tree.”

“Well, I am sure, how lucky!” exclaimed poor Jubal; “shall I go and get it down?”

“No, I’d rather go myself,” said the young Prince.

Now whilst all this was going on, the young Princess in that castle, seeing that one of the King of England’s sons had been there by the changing of the watch and other things, got herself ready with a large army, and sailed off for England.  She left her army a little out of the town, and she went with her guards straight up to the palace to see the King, and also demanded to see his sons.  They had a long conversation together about different things.  At last she demands one of the sons to come before her; and the oldest comes, when she asks him, “Have you ever been at the Castle of Melvales?” and he answers, “Yes.”  She throws down a pocket handkerchief and bids him to walk over it without stumbling.  He goes to walk over it, and no sooner did he put his foot on it, than he fell down and broke his leg.  He was taken off immediately and made a prisoner of by her own guards.  The other was called upon, and was asked the same questions, and I had to go through the same performance, and he also was made a prisoner of.  Now she says, “Have you not another son?” when the King began so to shiver and shake and knock his two knees together that he could scarcely stand upon his legs, and did not know what to say to her, he was so much frightened.  At last a thought came to him to send for his headsman, and inquire of him particularly, Did he behead his son, or was he alive?

“He is saved, O King.”

“Then bring him here immediately, or else I shall be done for.”