NIX NOUGHT NOTHING
THERE once lived a king and a queen as many a one has been. They were long married and had no children; but at last a baby boy came to the queen when the king was away in the far countries. The queen would not christen the boy till the king came back, and she said: 'We will just call him Nix Nought Nothing until his father comes home.' But it was long before he came home, and the boy had grown a fine, bonny laddie. At length the king was on his way back; but he had a big river to cross, and there was a whirlpool, and he could not get over the water. But a giant came up to him, and said: 'I'll carry you over.' But the king said: 'What's your pay?' 'Oh, give me Nix, Nought, Nothing, and I will carry you over the water on my back.' The king had never heard that his son was
