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                               SIX ABLE MEN  

   Once upon a time there lived a young soldier named Martin who had enlisted 
in the royal army to flght a war. The war was long but victorious and when the
King abandoned the enemy's territory and returned with his troops to the 
homeland, he left Martin to guard the only bridge on the river that separated 
the two nations.
   "Stay on watch on the bridge," the King ordered. "Don't let any enemy 
soldier go by." Days and then months passed, and the soldier kept his watch on
the bridge. He survived by asking the passers-by for food and, after two 
years, thought that the authorities had probably forgotten him. He then headed
towards the capital, where he would ask the King for all his back pay. His 
pockets were empty and his only possessions were a pipe, a bit of tobacco and 
his sword.
   A couple of days later he arrived in a valley where a stream crossed his 
path. A big man with hands as big as hams, large shoulders and a bull's neck 
was sitting by the stream. The man, who had a strangely soft and kind voice, 
asked him:
   "Would you like to cross the stream?" The soldier couldn't ask for more. 
The man effortlessly uprooted a huge tree and laid it across the stream. 
Martin offered the man some of his tobacco in return and when he found out 
that the man had nothing to do, Martin asked him to come along.
   "You'll see all the things we can do together!"
   They had just begun walking away when they met a hunter who was aiming his 
rifle at a faraway hill.
   "What are you aiming at?"
   "Do you see that cobweb on that tree on top of the hill?" the hunter asked.
"I want to get the spider!" The hunter shot and when the three men got to the 
top of the hill they found a big hole in the middle of the cobweb and no more 
spider. Martin had never seen anyone shoot that well and he asked the hunter 
to join them. 
   "Come with us and you'll be in luck!" The three men walked and walked until
they arrived at a windmill. The wheel of the mill was turning even though 
there was no wind. The men were puzzled but further up the road they found a 
fat man sitting on a tree stump. The man was blowing through one of his 
nostrils in the mill's direction. The fat man explained to the three amazed 
fellow travellers that his strength was such that he could sneeze up a 
hurricane. The soldier convinced him to follow them. As they approached the 
city, they were approached by a man who hopped about with his legs tied 
together.
   "Who tied you up?" they asked in unison.
   "I did it myself," the man, who was very young and very thin, answered. "If
I untied myself I would run as fast as the wind and would not enjoy the 
sights." And so it was that even this character, nicknamed Fastfoot by the 
others, joined the group. 
   But the surprises of that extraordinary day were far from over. A little 
man with a round face sat under a tree. He held his hat over his left ear. "If
I straighten my hat," he explained, "I will freeze everything around me." 
Naturally, everybody took his word for it and the stranger was asked to join 
the group. The bizarre company finally arrived at the city. A public notice 
was hung outside the city walls. The princess announced that whoever would 
beat her in a race could marry her. 
   The soldier dusted his uniform, cleaned himself up after the long trip and 
ran to the palace. He wanted to challenge the princess but said that one of 
his servants would run in his place. The princess accepted his challenge. The 
morning after, at the starting line, Fastfoot untied his legs and took off 
like a rocket. Each one of the contestants had a jug that had to be filled at 
a nearby stream and brought back full to the finish line. On his way back, 
Fastfoot stopped to pick a flower and after carefully setting the jug on the 
ground and realizing that the princess was still far away, he decided to lie 
down and rest for a while. Unfortunately, he fell asleep.
   Later on, when the princess caught up with him and saw that he had fallen 
asleep, she kicked down his jug and ran away. She was sure of her victory. 
From far away the sharp sighted hunter shot and hit a spot near Fastfoot's 
ear. Fastfoot woke up all of a sudden and saw the princess approaching the 
finish line. He quickly ran back to the stream, filled the jug and reached the
finish line as fast as lightning. The King was furious. He would never let his
daughter marry a miserable soldier.
   He invited the unsuspecting Martin to the palace. Martin told him about his
two years watching over the river, which made the King ever angrier. The King,
however, pretended to feel guilty and invited the soldier and his friends to a
banquet in a strange dining room. In fact the dining room was lined with iron 
walls and was built over a huge furnace. The King ordered his men to seal the 
dining room's door and to light the furnace. Then he proceeded to watch the 
slow death of the group through an unbreakable glass. The six men began eating
but suddenly felt the floor grow very hot, while the room's temperature 
rapidly increased.
   But Martin did not lose his head. He straightened the hat of the round 
faced little man and pretty soon they were all shivering from the cold. The 
King uselessly urged his men to throw more and more wood in the furnace, but 
the soldier and his fnends had found a remedy to the King's wickedness. No one
had ever come out of this torture chamber alive, but this time the King had to
accept defeat, even though he was still determined not to let his daughter go.
He offered the soldier a large sum of money as long as he gave up the wedding.
   "I will fill you a bag of gold and other riches if you forget the wedding."
   "That's fine with me," Martin said, "and I accept your offer but as long as
I pick the bag and the man who will carry it away." The poor King was unaware 
of the strength of one of the six friends. When he began filling the sack, all
of his gold was not enough to fill it. Martin and his friends were rich. When 
they left court, the King had become very poor.
   The monarch lost his temper and realized the soldier had fooled him. He 
called the army commander and ordered two battalions to chase Martin. "Bring 
them back dead or alive and at all costs!" Later on, the soldiers caught up 
with the six young men and surrounded them.
   "Give us back the gold and surrender," they demanded. But the fattest of the
men began blowing so hard that horses and soldiers were carried away. In just a
few minutes the wounded soldiers were scattered all over the plain and the
battalions were no longer a threat to the six extraordinary friends who 
continued their journey. 
   Then they divided the gold and jewels in equal parts and each one of them 
went his own separate way. Martin crossed the bridge where he had been on 
watch for so long without any reward and never turned back again.