Break-of-Day went along the stone road, and all of a sudden twelve maidens with twelve bands playing appeared before him.

      They all were covered from head to foot in brilliant jewels and diamonds and were more beautiful than anything he had ever seen before. When Break-of-Day saw them he was so deeply impressed that he almost forgot where he was going.

      But the brave lad did not lose his head. He went straight on as though he had not seen them. So he did when he saw a beautiful kerchief, all embroidered with gold lying in his path. Still he went forward, entered the palace, and took the sleeping Ilyana Kosinzyana by hand. When she woke up, they immediately went to the banqueting hall. There at the table they sat feasting and making merry for three months running.

      The Black Arab waited and waited for three months on end, but seeing that Break-of-Day did not appear, he gave such a sneeze that the whole earth shook. It was only then that Break-of-Day remembered his blood brother, the Black Arab.

      "What's the matter?" asked the company round about. "My brother the Arab is waiting for me." Then he rose and left the hall, and Ilyana Kosinzyana followed him. When he arrived the Black Arab began to reprove him. "You left three months ago, and all this time you have been feasting and making merry and have quite forgotten about me." "It was a pity to leave such beauty and wealth at once." The Black Arab raised his hand and turned both the garden and the palace into a golden apple, which Ilyana Kosinzyana placed in her bosom.

      Then they set off together, but when Ilyana Kosinzyana heard where they were taking her. she began to weep tears of blood.

      "Break-of-Day," she cried, "I am not ready to rot beneath the earth, I want to live still in this beautiful world."

      "No, no, you'll have to go where you are asked to. There is no way out of it."

      When they came to the Tartar's kingdom, Break-of-Day called: "Come out, prince of the underworld, I've brought you what you wanted."

      The Tartar was filled with joy, took Ilyana Kosinzyana, and gave him the bridled and saddled horses.

      Break-of-Day took the horses, mounted one of them and started off. The Tartar locked the beautiful maiden in his castle and began to run around under the earth to gather his friends and relatives, and to prepare fora great wedding feast.

      The Arab who knew the beautiful maiden's great longing, put a bridge in the prince's way, and when he wanted to cross it, stopped him. "Wait, Prince!" "What's the matter?"

      "The horse you are riding is a good one and can cross the bridge, but the other one is bad, and it can't go further." "Why?"

      "Because nobody is riding it." "Well, who is to ride it then?" "Ilyana Kosinzyana."

      Break-of-Day turned the horses back at once, and seeing that the Tartar was not at home, stole into the castle, took Ilyana Kosinzyana, placed her on the horse, and all three of them set off across the bridge. They did not ride very far before the Tartar returned home. When he saw that Ilyana Kosinzyana was missing he set out, mad with rage, on ninety-nine clouds with ninety-nine storms and ninety-nine thunderbolts to hurt Break-of-Day.

      The Black Arab, feeling the Tartar was following them, took in such a deep breath that he breathed in the Tartar and all the storms.

      The sky immediately cleared, the earth grew quiet, and they all went on in high spirits.

      When they came to the border of the white bird's realm, Break-of-Day took the horses by the bridles and went to hand them over to the Devil. Coming up to his courtyard, he began to knock on the gate.

      "Come out, Devil, from under the earth, and I'll give you what I have promised."

      The Devil came out and gave Break-of-Day the white bird in a cage. He tethered the horses, turned on the spot and went deep into the earth to put on his mail shirt, so as to ride his steeds in great style.

      Break-of-Day took the white bird, but when he wanted to start off, he heard a human voice from the cage.

      "It's a great shame that such a brave lad as you should go on foot." Break-of-Day was very sorry that he had handed over the horses, and because of the maiden's words he returned, untied them, mounted, and galloped off with them. But when he reached the border he saw behind him a. pillar of fire rising from the ground right up to the sky. The Black Arab understood that it was the Devil, and at once breathed out of his breast the rains and the storms he had inhaled. They put out the fire so well, that no traces of it remained. As soon as the Devil was dead the white bird turned into a very beautiful maiden. The Black Arab raised his hand over the maiden's realm and turned the palace and its gardens into a golden apple, which the beautiful fairy placed in her bosom.

      How glad and happy they all four were, mounted on the horses, Break-of-Day with the beautiful fairy and the Black Arab with Ilyana Kosinzyana. They rode and rode quietly on until they came to a fork-road with one road leading to the right, and the other leading to the left. �I have to go to the left to reach my kingdom", said the Black Arab. �And I have to go to the right to reach mine", answered Break-of-Day. "Farewell! We met as brothers and we part as brothers. I wish you good fortune!"

      "Farewell, brother! May success attend you! If it were not you, I could have left my flesh somewhere to the ravens, and my bones to the wolves". "If you should need me, raise a mighty shout and 141 appear at once". They hugged one another, kissed one another on the cheek, and parted with best wishes, each going his own way.

      The Black Arab went to the left, and Ilyana Kosinzyana threw the golden apple to the East, and it turned into a palace of pure gold. Break-of-Day went to the right. The beautiful fairy threw her apple to the West, and at once a silver castle sprang up. So one ruled over the eastern kingdom and the other over the western. The big tree with its golden apples stood on the border between their kingdoms, and from then on it began to drop golden apples from its branches every year.

      After that they celebrated their weddings with wonderful feasts. I was there myself. That's how I know all that happened. Just as I heard it so I have retold it to you.