Yanek fell to thinking, and then said with a smile, "Let it be so."

The grandfather took the table, Yanek the bag; then they parted. But

barely had the grandfather vanished from sight when Yanek opened the

pack and commanded: "Three hundred Uhlans to the field!" Scarce had

he spoken when three hundred Uhlans were standing in line before him.

"Go now to the right on the road; at the ditch a man took my table:

take that table and bring it to me."

The Uhlans flashed away, and a man could scarcely have counted ten

before Yanek had the table. Then he opened the pack and commanded:

"Three hundred Uhlans this way!" and the Uhlans vanished in the pack.

Yanek was beside himself with gladness when he took the table, the

pack, and the bag, and continued his way.

In the evening he came to the capital town, and there he learned that

his brothers had become great lords. He went before the town, tore his

clothes purposely, then lay in the dust and rolled several times. He

did this so that he might seem out and out ragged and poor. Then he

went to his brothers and implored them to take pity on him. They would

not even recognize him; but his mother fell on his neck and begged for

him. The brothers gave way, and granted him lodging, but in the

stable. Yanek was satisfied; he lay on the bed which was given

him,--that is, a bundle of straw,--and waited till all were asleep.

Then he sprang over the fence to the garden, opened the bag, and

commanded: "One castle out of the bag!" and that moment there stood in

the garden the most beautiful castle. Then he opened the pack and

commanded: "Fifty infantry come out!" and fifty foot-soldiers stood

before him.

"Ye," said he to them, "will be all night on guard here in my castle;

but when in the morning the cock crows the second time, rouse me."

The warriors saluted and took their places on guard. Yanek took the

table which he had secreted, as well as the pack and bag, and went

into the castle. There he selected the most beautiful chamber,

commanded the table, and supped. After supper he lay down and slept

till the guards roused him. He rose, ate, and before any one was awake

in the house of his brothers he commanded the warriors into the pack,

the castle into the bag, then crawled over the fence, and lay on his

straw in the stable. This he did night after night. But it was a

wonder to his brothers how he was alive; for though they had two bags

of ducats, they never gave him a morsel to eat. Therefore they pressed

Yanek to tell them if he had gathered much coin in the castle; they

thought he had money, but did not wish to show it before them.

"Simpleton! I was glad to get out of there alive; for that castle

belongs to giants," answered Yanek. "But I have something else, and it

is better than your gold pieces."

Then he brought the table, struck it three times with his fist, and

said: "Food for a king!"

Martin and Mihal stood like apparitions, they could not believe their

eyes; but when they began to eat they believed their tongues.

The story of the wonderful table was spread through the town, and soon

came to the king. He was eager for the food of the table, and sent his

chamberlain to Yanek to borrow the table for three days.

"Agreed," said Yanek; "here it is. But if it is not returned to me at

the end of three days I will declare war against the king."

The chamberlain bowed, took the table, and told the king, with a

smile, that Yanek would declare war against him unless the table was

returned. The table pleased the king beyond measure, but still more

the food; therefore he meditated how to deceive Yanek. He summoned all

the joiners, carvers, and turners in the town, and ordered them to

make exactly such a table as Yanek's. They went to work, and before

the third day had passed there were two tables, and the king himself

could not tell which was the right one. Soon he made sure of it, and

then he sent the counterfeit table by the chamberlain to Yanek.

Yanek struck the table three times with his fist and ordered: "Food

for a king!" The table trembled, but nothing more. "Food for a king!"

shouted Yanek, full of anger; but he soon discovered that the king had

deceived him, and he pounded the table till he pounded it to pieces.

"Take this and carry it to the king," said he to the chamberlain,

"and tell him that I'll smash down his castle to-morrow as I have

broken this table!"

The chamberlain collected the fragments, took them to the king, and

told him what Yanek had said. The king only smiled haughtily, and

thought that he had finished with Yanek. In the night, however, he had

wonderful dreams, and early next morning he ordered his army to be

placed before the castle and be ready for battle.

Now Yanek came with his pack, counted the royal troops, and still once

more asked the king to return his table; but the king only laughed.

Then Yanek opened the pack and commanded: "A thousand times a thousand

infantry out; a thousand times a thousand cavalry out." From the pack

there was the rush of an avalanche. Soon the whole country in front of

the castle was filled with the finest of armies. The king and his

troops were as if before a vision; but when Yanek raised his hand as a

signal for attack, the king raised a white flag and went to Yanek.

"Thou seest," said the king, almost imploringly, "I was mistaken; but

I wish to correct my mistake. I will return the table, and besides I

will give thee my daughter in marriage."

"Then peace," said Yanek. "But first bring thy princess; let me see

her."

The princess soon came with her ladies, raised her veil, and stood

before Yanek.

"The wedding will be to-day!" ordered Yanek, and kissed the princess

on the forehead. She was not angry; nay, it may be said she was glad.

Then Yanek commanded: "A thousand times a thousand infantry in; a

thousand times a thousand cavalry in," and closed the pack.

The royal army withdrew to the fortress, and now quick preparations

were made for the marriage. At midday Yanek and the princess belonged

to each other. Then they feasted, and the table gave meat and drink

till the evening.

When all were in bed Yanek went out to the king's garden with his bag,

opened it, and commanded: "Let the most beautiful castle that can be

in the world come out of this bag!" And that was such a castle that

Yanek himself was astonished.

Then he went to the old castle to the king, who had already prepared

chambers to which he wished to conduct him and the princess; but Yanek

answered that he had his own household, and the king had such faith in

him that he believed. Yanek conducted his bride to the new castle, and

she could not admire its splendor sufficiently.

In the morning people hurried to the king and told him that there was

a new castle in the garden. The sun was just rising, and casting its

rays on the castle, the castle was blazing with gold, silver, and

precious stones. The king now respected Yanek still more, and gave him

all that he could, even his kingdom.

So Yanek became king, and a great king who could give battle to the

whole world. On the boundaries he put castles everywhere out of the

bag, and from the pack he garrisoned them with troops. The table gave

him the best of food; what more could he want?

He reigned long, and was a real father to his subjects. As a

punishment to his brothers he did not let them come near him; but his

mother he cared for so well that she reached a great age. In the most

beautiful chamber of the castle, on a golden throne, were the pack and

the bag, and near them the table.

When King Yanek died he was mourned by all; he left his children the

mightiest kingdom on earth. His eldest son succeeded him; but

accustomed to splendor and luxury, he did not govern the kingdom so

well as his father. After his death it was still worse. The succeeding

kings were ashamed of their peasant stock; and so that no man might

discover the real foundation of their power and turn them into

ridicule, they took the table, the pack, and the bag, and cast them

into a dark, damp cellar.

And will ye ask what became of such a mighty kingdom? The table

rotted, the bag rotted, the mice gnawed the pack; and then it was all

over with that kingdom.

In after times, when he was in straits, the king ran to the cellar,

struck on the table, looked for the pack and the bag. But the table

fell to pieces at the first blow, of the pack there remained but a few

little straps, and of the bag a few threads.

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