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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: feather hat upon his head. Up he raised his foot, and down he set
it upon the mouse.
Crunch!--that was an end of the magician.
After that all was clear sailing; the soldier hunted up the
three-legged stool and down he sat upon it, and by dint of no
more than just a little wishing, back flew palace and garden and
all through the air again to the place whence it came.
I do not know whether the old king ever believed again that his
son-in-law was the King of the Wind; anyhow, all was peace and
friendliness thereafter, for when a body can sit upon a
three-legged stool and wish to such good purpose as the soldier
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