They fixed a time when they should all come home again, and then each went his way. The sons were well content with this, and the eldest determined to be a blacksmith, the second a barber, and the third a fencing-master. At last a plan came into his head, and he said to his sons, 'Go into the world, and try each of you to learn a trade, and, when you all come back, he who makes the best masterpiece shall have the house.'
Now each of the sons wished to have the house after his father's death but the father loved them all alike, and did not know what to do he did not wish to sell the house, because it had belonged to his forefathers, else he might have divided the money amongst them. There was once a man who had three sons, and nothing else in the world but the house in which he lived.
