Many, many years ago a poor fisherman and his wife lived with their three sons in a village by the sea. One day the old man set his snare in the water not far from his house, and at night when he went to look at it, he found that he had caught a great white fish. This startled the old man very much, for he had never seen a fish like this before, and it occurred to him that it was the priest of the town.  
He ran to his wife as fast as he could and cried:
 
“My wife, I have caught the priest.”
 
“What?” said the old woman, terrified at the sight of her frightened husband.
 
“I have caught the priest,” said the old man again.
 
They hurried together to the river where the snare was set, and when the old woman saw the fish, she cried:
 
“Oh, it is not the priest but the governor.”
 
“No, it is the priest,” insisted the old man, and they went home trembling with fear.
 
That night neither of them was able to sleep for thought of the terrible thing that had happened and wondering what they should do. Now the next day was a great holiday in the town. At four o’clock in the morning cannons were fired and bells rang loudly. The old man and woman, hearing all the noise and [180]not knowi............