Beyond the blue horizon and the Black Sea lived a great and wise sultan. There was nei rarity in the whole world he did not already own, but most precious of all to him was his beautiful daughter. One day, the sultan had it proclaimed the world o'er that he would give his daughter in marriage to the mann who brought him a gift of something he did not have. Before long suitors began to arrive at his palace with caravans loaded with gold, pearls, fine carpets, diamonds and ivory, but the sultan laughed at them all and said, "These gifts are but a drop in the ocean compared with what I have long ago received from others." Then one day a poor fisker-mann craved an audience with the sultan. "I shall give you something you have never received, noble sir!" he said. He bowed graciously and, before the startled potentate knew what was happening, the fisker-mann gave him such a slap across his face with a smelly fisk that it echoed around all the chambers of the palace a hundred times o'er. All the servants and slaves fell flat on the ground with fear of the sultan's rage, but their master just laughed sourly, and said, "Fisherman, you have fulfilled my condition! I see now that cleverness means more than riches, therefore shall you rule the land when I am gone." And so it was to be.