Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 List of Illustrations
 Hansel and Grethel
 Hans in Luck
 Jorinda and Joringel
 The Bremen Town Musicians
 Old Sultan
 The Straw, the Coal, and the...
 Clever Elsa
 The Dog and the Sparrow
 The Twelve Dancing Princesses
 The Fisherman and His Wife
 The Wren and the Bear
 The Frog Prince
 The Cat and Mouse in Partnersh...
 The Raven
 The Adventures of Chanticleer and...
 The Valiant Tailor
 The Golden Bird
 The Mouse, the Bird, and the...
 Mother Hulda
 Red Riding Hood
 The Robber Bridegroom
 Tom Thumb
 The Twelve Huntsmen
 The Old Man and His Grandson
 The Little Peasant
 Fred and Kate
 Sweetheart Roland
 Back Cover


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Hansel & Grethel & other tales
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Title: Hansel & Grethel & other tales
Alternate title: Hansel and Gretel
Uncontrolled: Little Red Riding Hood
Physical Description: x, 159, 1 p. : illus., 20 mounted col. pl. (incl. front.) pl. ; 26 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Grimm, Jacob, 1785-1863
Grimm, Wilhelm, 1786-1859 ( joint author )
Lucas, Alice
Rackham, Arthur, 1867-1939
E. P. Dutton (Firm)
Publisher: E.P. Dutton & company
Place of Publication: New York
Publication Date: [1920]
Subjects / Keywords: Fairy tales   ( lcsh )
Bookplates (Provenance) -- 1920   ( rbprov )
Fairy tales -- 1920
Bldn -- 1920
Genre: Bookplates (Provenance)   ( rbprov )
Fairy tales
fiction   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
Statement of Responsibility: by the brothers Grimm. Illustrated by Arthur Rackham.
General Note: Half-title: Grimm's fairy tales.
General Note: Title within ornamental border.
General Note: Printed in Great Britain.
General Note: Translated by Mrs. Edgar Lucas.
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Half Title
        Page i
        Page i-a
        Page ii
    Title Page
        Page iii
        Page iv
    Table of Contents
        Page v
        Page vi
    List of Illustrations
        Page vii
        Page viii
        Page ix
        Page x
        Page xi
    Hansel and Grethel
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
        Page 8a
        Page 9
    Hans in Luck
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 16a
    Jorinda and Joringel
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 18a
        Page 19
        Page 20
    The Bremen Town Musicians
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
    Old Sultan
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 28a
    The Straw, the Coal, and the Bean
        Page 29
        Page 30
    Clever Elsa
        Page 31
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
    The Dog and the Sparrow
        Page 36
        Page 37
        Page 38
        Page 39
        Page 40
    The Twelve Dancing Princesses
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 45
        Page 46
    The Fisherman and His Wife
        Page 47
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 53
        Page 54
        Page 55
        Page 56
    The Wren and the Bear
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 58a
        Page 59
    The Frog Prince
        Page 60
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 62a
        Page 63
    The Cat and Mouse in Partnership
        Page 64
        Page 65
        Page 66
        Page 66a
    The Raven
        Page 67
        Page 68
        Page 69
        Page 70
        Page 71
        Page 72
        Page 73
    The Adventures of Chanticleer and Partlet
        Page 74
        Page 74a
        Page 75
        Page 76
        Page 77
        Page 78
        Page 79
        Page 80
        Page 80a
        Page 81
        Page 82
        Page 82a
        Page 83
        Page 84
        Page 85
        Page 86
        Page 87
    The Valiant Tailor
        Page 88
        Page 89
        Page 90
        Page 90a
        Page 91
        Page 92
        Page 93
        Page 94
        Page 94a
        Page 95
        Page 96
        Page 97
    The Golden Bird
        Page 98
        Page 99
        Page 100
        Page 100a
        Page 101
        Page 102
        Page 103
        Page 104
        Page 105
        Page 106
        Page 107
    The Mouse, the Bird, and the Sausage
        Page 108
        Page 109
        Page 110
    Mother Hulda
        Page 111
        Page 112
        Page 113
        Page 114
        Page 115
    Red Riding Hood
        Page 116
        Page 116a
        Page 117
        Page 118
        Page 118a
        Page 119
    The Robber Bridegroom
        Page 120
        Page 121
        Page 122
        Page 122a
        Page 123
        Page 124
    Tom Thumb
        Page 125
        Page 126
        Page 127
        Page 128
        Page 128a
        Page 129
        Page 130
        Page 131
        Page 132
        Page 133
        Page 134
        Page 135
        Page 136
        Page 137
    The Twelve Huntsmen
        Page 138
        Page 139
        Page 140
    The Old Man and His Grandson
        Page 141
    The Little Peasant
        Page 142
        Page 142a
        Page 143
        Page 144
        Page 145
        Page 146
        Page 147
        Page 148
    Fred and Kate
        Page 149
        Page 150
        Page 151
        Page 152
        Page 153
        Page 154
        Page 155
    Sweetheart Roland
        Page 156
        Page 157
        Page 158
        Page 158a
        Page 159
        Page 160
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
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TOM THUMB .. 125







List of Illustrations in Colour

All at once the door opened and an old, old Woman, supporting herself
on a crutch, came hobbling out Frontispiece

Hansel put out a knuckle-bone, and the old Woman, whose eyes were
dim, could not see, and thought it was his finger, and she was much
astonished that he did not get fat 8

By day she made herself into a cat .. 16

S. Or a screech owl 18

Once there was a poor old woman who lived in a village .28

At the third sting the Fox screamed, and down went his tail between
his legs 58

So she seized him with two fingers, and carried him upstairs 62

The Cat stole away behind the city walls to the church 66

Now we will go up the hill and have a good feast before the squirrel
carries off all the nuts 74

When he went over the wall he was terrified to see the Witch before
him .80

The Witch climbed up 82

Pulling the piece of soft cheese but of his pocket, he squeezed it till the
moisture ran out .. 90

They worked themselves up into such a rage that they tore up trees by
the roots, and hacked at each other till they both fell dead 94

Away they flew over stock and stone, at such a pace that his hair whistled
in the wind .100

When she got to the wood, she met a Wolf 116

'O Grandmother, what big ears you have got; she said 118

At last she reached the cellar, and there she found an old, old woman
with shaking head 122

When Tom had said good-bye to his Father, they went away with him 128

The Old Man had to sit by himself, and ate his food from a wooden
bowl. 142

The quicker he played,.the higher she had to jump 158


List of Black and White Illustrations

Hansel picked up the glittering white pebbles and filled his pockets
with them .1

'Stupid goose!' cried the Witch. 'The opening is big enough; you
can see that I could get into it myself' 8

Just then a butcher came along the road, trundling a young pig in a
wheel-barrow . 18

At last the old woman came back, and said in a droning voice : 'Greeting
to thee, Zachiel!' 19

A short time after they came upon a Cat, sitting in'tle road, with a face
as long as a wet week 22

The Ass brayed, the Hound barked, the Cat mewed, and the Cock
crowed 24

When she saw the pick-axe just above her head, Clever Elsa burst into
tears. .. 33

On the road he met a Sparrow .

On the opposite side of the lake stood a splendid brightly-lighted Castle 45

There was once a Fisherman, who lived with his Wife in a miserable
little hovel close.to the sea 48

'Flounder, Flounder in the sea, Prythee, hearken unto me' 55

The Golden Castle of Stromberg 70

One day he saw three Robbers fighting 72

She did not go once but many times, backwards and forwards to the
well 85

'Wait a bit, and I'll give it you!' So saying, he struck out at them
mercilessly 89

The Prince carried off the beautiful Maiden on the Golden Horse 104

The Mouse had to carry water, while the Sausage did the cooking 109

The Bird took the wood and flew sadly home with it 110

At last she came to a little house, out of which an old woman was
looking 112

So the lazy girl went home, but she was quite covered with pitch 114

They hurried away as quickly as they could 122

Tom Thumb 126

Then all at once the door sprang open, and in stepped a little Mannikin 134

Round the fire an indescribably ridiculous little man was leaping,
hopping on one leg, and singing 136

The Bailiff sprang into the water with a great splash, and the whole
party plunged in after him 148

Kate ran after him, and chased him a good'way over the fields 150

The Maiden fetched the magic wand, and then she took her step-sister's
head, and dropped three drops of blood frbm it 157

SHansel picked up the glittering white pebbles and filled his pockets with them.'

Hansel and Grethel

CLOSE to a large forest there lived a Woodcutter with his
Wife and his two children. The boy was called Hansel,
and the girl Grethel. They were always very poor, and
had very little to live on; and at one time, when there was
famine in the land, he could no longer procure daily bread.
One night he lay in bed worrying over his troubles, and he
sighed and said to his Wife: 'What is to become of us ?
How are we to feed our poor children when we have nothing
for ourselves ?'
'I 'l tell you what, Husband,' answered the Woman,
'to-morrow morning we will take the children out quite early
into the thickest part of the forest. We will light a fire, and
give each of them a piece of bread; then we will go to our
work and leave them alone.. They won't be able to find their
way back, and so we shall be rid of them.'
'Nay, Wife,' said the Man; 'we won't do that. I could
never find it in my heart to leave my children alone in the
forest; the wild animals would soon tear them to pieces.'
'What a fool you are she said. 'Then we must all four
die of hunger. You may as well plane the boards for our
coffins at once.'
She gave him no peace till he consented. 'But I grieve
over the poor children all the same,' said the Man.
The two children could not go to sleep for hunger either,
and they heard what their Stepmother said to their Father.
Grethel wept bitterly, and said : All is over with us now I'
'Be quiet, Grethel!' said Hansel. 'Don't cry; I will
find some way out of it.'


When the old people had gone to sleep, he got up, put on
his little coat, opened the door, and slipped out. The moon
was shining brightly, and the white pebbles round the house
shone like newly-minted coins. Hansel stooped down and
put as many into his pockets as they would hold.
Then he went back to Grethel, and said: 'Take comfort,
little sister, and go to sleep. God won't forsake us.' And
then he went to bed again.
When the day broke, before the sun had risen, the Woman
came and said: 'Get up, you lazybones; we are going into
the forest to fetch wood.'
Then she gave them each a piece of bread, and said:
'Here is something for your dinner, but mind you don't eat
it before, for you '11 get no more.'
Grethel put the bread under her apron, for Hansel had the
stones in his pockets. Then they all started for the forest.
When they had gone a little way, Hansel stopped and looked
back at the cottage, and he did the same thing again and again.
His Father said: 'Hansel, what are you stopping to look
back at? Take care, and put your best foot foremost.'
'0 Father said Hansel, 'I am looking at my white
cat, it is sitting on the roof, wanting to say good-bye to me.'
'Little fool that's no cat, it's the morning sun shining
on the chimney.'
But Hansel had not been looking at the cat, he had been
dropping a pebble on to the ground each time he stopped.
When they reached the middle of the forest, their Father said:
'Now, children, pick up some wood, I want to make a fire
to warm you.'
Hansel and Grethel gathered the twigs together and soon
made a huge pile. Then the pile was lighted, and when it
blazed up, the Woman said: 'Now lie down by the fire and
rest yourselves while we go and cut wood; when we have
finished we will come back to fetch you.'
Hansel and Grethel sat by the fire, and when dinner-time
came they each ate their little bit of bread, and they thought

their Father was quite near because they could hear the sound
of an axe. It was no axe, however, but a branch which the
Man had tied to a dead tree, and which blew backwards and
forwards against it. They sat there such a long time that
they got tired, their eyes began to close, and they were soon
fast asleep.
When they woke it was dark night. Grethel began to
cry: 'How shall we ever get out of the wood! '
But Hansel comforted her, and said: Wait a little till the
moon rises, then we will soon find our way.'
When the full moon rose, Hansel took his little sister's
hand, and they walked on, guided by the pebbles, which
glittered like newly-coined money. They walked the whole
night, and at daybreak they found themselves back at their
Father's cottage.
They knocked at the door, and when the Woman opened
it and saw Hansel and Grethel, she said: You bad children,
why did you sleep so long in the wood ? We thought you did
not mean to come back any more.'
But their Father was delighted, for it had gone to his
heart to leave them behind alone.
Not long after they were again in great destitution, and
the children heard the Woman at night in bed say to their
Father: 'We have eaten up everything again but half a loaf,
and then we are at the end of everything. The children must
go away; we will take them further into the forest so that
they won't be able to find their way back. There is nothing,
else to be done.'
The Man took it much to heart, and said: 'We had better
share our last crust with the children.'
But the Woman would not listen to a word he said, she
only scolded and reproached him. Any one who once says A
must also say B, and as he had given in the first time, he had
to do so the second also. The children were again wide awake
and heard what was said.
When the old people went to sleep Hansel again got up,


meaning to go out and get some more pebbles, but the Woman
had locked the door and he couldn't get out. But he con-
soled his little sister, and said :
'Don't cry, Grethel; go to sleep. God will help us.'
In the early morning the Woman made the children get
up, and gave them each a piece of bread, but it was smaller
than the last. On the way to the forest Hansel crumbled it
up in his pocket, and stopped every now and then to throw
a crumb on to the ground.
Hansel, what are you stopping to look about you for ? '
asked his Father.
'I am looking at my dove which is sitting on the roof and
wants to say good-bye to me,' answered Hansel.
'Little fool! said the Woman, that is no dove, it is the
morning sun shining on the chimney.'
Nevertheless, Hansel strewed the crumbs from time to time
on the ground. The Woman led the children far into the
forest where they had never been in their lives before. Again
they made a big fire, and the Woman said :
Stay where you are, children, and when you are tired
you may go to sleep for a while. We are going further on to
cut wood, andin the evening when we have finished we will
come back and fetch you.'
At dinner-time Grethel shared her bread with Hansel,
for he had crumbled his up on the road. Then they went to
sleep, and the evening passed, but no one came to fetch the
poor children.
It was quite dark when they woke up, and Hansel cheered
his little sister, and said: 'Wait a bit, Grethel, till the moon
rises, then we can see the bread-crumbs which I scattered to
show us the way home.'
When the moon rose they started, but they found no bread-
crumbs, for all the thousands of.birds in the forest had pecked
them up and eaten them.
Hansel said to Grethel: 'We shall soon find the way.'
But they could not find it. They walked the whole night,


and all the next day from morning till night, but they could
not get out of the wood.
They were very hungry, for they had nothing to eat but a
few berries which they found. They were so tired that their
legs would not carry them any further, and they lay down
under a tree and went to sleep.
When they woke in the morning, it wasthe third day since
they had left their Father's cottage. They started to walk
again, but they only got deeper and deeper into the wood,
and if no help came they must perish.
At midday they saw a beautiful snow-white bird sitting
on a tree. It sang so beautifully that they stood still to listen
to it. When it stopped, it fluttered its wings and flew round
them. They followed it till they came to a little cottage, on
the roof of which it settled itself.
When they got quite near, they saw that the little house
was made of bread, and it was roofed with cake; the windows
were transparent sugar.
'This will be something for us,' said Hansel. 'We will
have a good meal. I will have a piece of the roof, Grethel,
and you can have a bit of the window, it will be nice and
Hansel stretched up and broke off a piece of the roof to
try what it was like. Grethel went to the window and nibbled
at that. A gentle voice called out from within :
'Nibbling, nibbling like a mouse,
Who 's nibbling at my little house '
The children answered:
'The wind, the wind doth blow
From heaven to earth below,'
and went on eating without disturbing themselves. Hansel,
who found the roof very good, broke off a large piece for
himself; and Grethel pushed a whole round pane out of the
window, and sat down on the ground to enjoy it.

All at once the door opened and an old, old Woman,
supporting herself on a crutch, came hobbling out. Hansel
and Grethel were so frightened, that they dropped what they
held in their hands.
But the old Woman only shook her head, and said: 'Ah,
dear children, who brought you here ? Come in and stay
with me; you will come to no harm.'
She took them by the hand and led them into the little
house. A nice dinner was set before them, pancakes and
sugar, milk, apples, and nuts. After this she showed them
two little white beds into which they crept, and felt as if they
were in Heaven.
Although the old Woman appeared to be so friendly, she
was really a wicked old Witch who was on the watch for
children, and she had built the bread house on purpose to lure
them to her. Whenever she could get a child into her clutches
she cooked it and ate it, and considered it a grand feast.
Witches have red eyes, and can't see very far, but they have
keen scent like animals, and can perceive the approach of
human beings.
When Hansel and Grethel came near her, she laughed
wickedly to herself, and said scornfully 'Now I have them,
they shan't escape me.'
She got up early in the morning, before the children were
awake, and when she saw them sleeping, with their beautiful
rosy cheeks, she murmured to herself: 'They will be dainty
She seized Hansel with her bony hand and carried him off
to a little stable, where she shut him up with a barred door;
he might shriek as loud as he liked, she took no notice of him.
Then she went to Grethel and shook her till she woke, and
cried :
'Get up, little lazy-bones, fetch some water and cook
something nice for your brother; he is in the stable, and has
to be fattened. When he is nice and fat, I will eat him.'
Grethel began to cry bitterly, but it was no use, she had

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to obey the Witch's orders. The best food was now cooked
for poor Hansel, but Grethel only had the shells of cray-
The old Woman hobbled to the stable every morning,
and cried: 'Hansel, put your finger out for me to feel how
fat you are.'
Hansel put out a knuckle-bone, and the old Woman, whose
eyes were dim, could not see, and thought it was his finger,
and she was much astonished that he did not get fat.
When four weeks had passed, and Hansel still kept thin,
she became very impatient and would wait no longer.
Now then, Grethel,' she cried, 'bustle along and fetch
the water. Fat or thin, to-morrow I will kill Hansel and eat
Oh, how his poor little sister grieved. As she carried the
water, the tears streamed down her cheeks.
'Dear God, help us!' she cried. 'If only the wild
animals in the forest had devoured us, we should, at least,
have died together.'
'You may spare your lamentations; they will do you no
good,' said the old Woman.
Early in the morning Grethel had to go out to fill the
kettle with water, and then she had to kindle a fire and hang
the kettle over it.
'We will bake first,' said the old Witch. 'I have heated
the oven and kneaded the dough.'
She pushed poor Grethel towards the oven, and said:
'Creep in and see if it is properly heated, and then we will
put the bread in.'
She meant, when Grethel had got in, to shut the door and
roast her.
But Grettlel saw her intention, and said: 'I don't know
how to get in. How am I to manage it ? '
'Stupid goose cried the Witch. 'The opening is big
enough; you can see that I could get into it myself.'
She hobbled up, and stuck her head into the oven. But

Grethel gave her a push which sent the Witch right in, and
then she banged the door and bolted it.
'Oh oh she began to howl horribly. But Grethel
ran away and left the wicked Witch to perish miserably.
Grethel ran as fast as she could to the stable. She opened
the door, and cried: 'Hansel, we are saved. The old Witch
is dead.'

SStupid goose!' cried the Witch. 'The opening is big enough; you can see
that I could get into it myself.'
Hansel sprang out, like a bird out of a cage when the door
is set open. How delighted they were. They fell upon each
other's necks, and kissed each other, and danced about for joy.
As they had nothing more to fear, they went into the
Witch's house, and they found chests in every corner full of
pearls and precious stones.

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These are better than pebbles,' said Hansel, as he filled
his pockets.
Grethel said: 'I must take something home with me too.'
And she filled her apron.
But now we must go,' said Hansel, 'so that we may get
out of this enchanted wood.'
Before they had gone very far, they came to a great piece
of water.
We can't get across it,' said Hansel; 'I see no stepping-
stones and no bridge.'
'And there are no boats either,' answered Grethel. 'But
there is a duck swimming, it will help us over if we ask it.'
So she cried-
'Little duck, that cries quack, quack,
Here Grethel and here Hansel stand.
Quickly, take us on your back,
No path nor bridge is there at hand!'
The duck came swimming towards them, and Hansel got
on its back, and told his sister to sit on his knee.
No,' answered Grethel, it will be too heavy for the duck;
it must take us over one after the other.'
The good creature did this, and when they had got safely
over and walked for a while, the wood seemed to grow more and
more familiar to them, and at last they saw their Father's
'cottage in the distance. They began to run, and rushed
inside, where they threw their arms round their Father's neck.
The Man had not had a single happy moment since he had
deserted his children in the wood, and in the meantime his
Wife was dead.
Grethel shook her apron and scattered the pearls and
precious stones all over the floor, and Hansel added handful
after handful out of his pockets.
So all their troubles came to an end, and they lived together
as happily as possible.

Hans in Luck
ANS had served his master for seven years, when
he one day said to him: 'Master, my time is up,
I want to go home to my mother; please give me
my wages.'
His master answered, 'You have served me well and
faithfully, and as the service has been, so shall the wages be ';
and he gave him a lump of gold as big as his head.
Hans took out his pocket-handkerchief and tied up the gold
in it, and then slung the bundle over his shoulder, and started
on his homeward journey.
As he walked along, just dragging one foot after the other,
a man on horseback appeared, riding, fresh and gay, along
on his spirited horse.
'Ah said Hans, quite loud as he passed, 'what a fine
thing riding must be. You are as comfortable as if you were
in an easy-chair; you don't stumble over any stones; you
save your shoes, and you get over the road you needn't bother
The horseman, who heard him, stopped and said, 'Hullo,
Hans, why are you on foot ? '
'I can't help myself,' said Hans, 'as I have this bundle
to carry home. It is true that it is a lump of gold, but I can
hardly hold my head up for it, and it weighs down my shoulder
'I 'U tell you what,' said the horseman, 'we will change.
I will give you my horse, and you shall give me your bundle.'
'With all my heart,' said Hans; 'but you will be rarely
burdened with it.'
The horseman dismounted, took the gold, and helped Hans


up, put the bridle into his hands, and said : When you want
to go very fast, you must click your tongue and cry Gee-up,
Gee-up." '
Hans was delighted when he found himself so easily riding
along on horseback. After a time it occurred to him that he
might be going faster, and he began to click with his tongue,
and to cry 'Gee-up, Gee-up.' The horse broke into a gallop,
and before Hans knew where he was, he was thrown off into
a ditch which separated the fields from the high road. The
horse would have run away if a peasant coming along the
road leading a cow had not caught it. Hans felt himself all
over, and picked himself up; but he was very angry, and said
to the peasant: 'Riding is poor fun at times, when you have
a nag like mine, which stumbles and throws you, and puts
you in danger of breaking your neck. I will never mount
it again. I think much more of that cow of yours. You can
walk comfortably behind her, and you have her milk into
the bargain every day, as well as butter and cheese. What
would I not give for a cow like that '
'Well,' said the peasant, 'if you have such a fancy for it
as all that, I will exchange the cow for the horse.'
Hans accepted the offer with delight, and the peasant
mounted the horse and rode rapidly off.
Hans drove his cow peacefully on, and thought what a
lucky bargain he had made. 'If only I have a bit of bread,
and I don't expect ever to be without that, I shall always have
butter and cheese to eat with it. If I am thirsty, I only have
to milk my cow and I have milk to drink. My heart I what
more can you desire ? '
When he came to an inn he made a halt, and in great joy
he ate up all the food he had with him, all his dinner and his
supper too, and he gave the last coins he had for half a glass
of beer. Then he went on further in the direction of his
mother's village, driving his cow before him. The heat was
overpowering, and, as midday drew near, Hans found himself
on a heath which it took him an hour to cross. He was so


hot and thirsty, that his tongue was parched and clung to the
roof of his mouth.
'This can easily be set to rights,' thought Hans. I will
milk my cow and sup up the milk.' He tied her to a tree,
and as he had no pail, he used his leather cap instead; but,
try as hard as he liked, not a single drop of milk appeared.
As he was very clumsy in his attempts, the impatient animal
gave him a severe kick on his forehead with one of her hind
legs. -He was stunned by the blow, and fell to the ground,
where he lay for some time, not knowing where he was.
Happily just then a butcher came along the road, trundling
a young pig in a wheel-barrow.
SWhat is going on here ?' he cried, as he helped poor Hans
Hans told him all that had happened.
The butcher handed him his flask, and said: 'Here, take
a drink, it will do you good. The cow can't give any milk
I suppose; she must be too old, and good for nothing but to
be a beast of burden, or to go to the butcher.'
'Oh dear I,' said Hans, smoothing his hair. 'Now who
would ever have thought it I Killing the animal is all very
well, but what kind of meat will it be ? For my part, I don't
like cow's flesh; it's not juicy enough. Now, if one had a
nice young pig like that, it would taste ever so much better;
and then, all the sausages '
'Listen, Hans!' then said the butcher, 'for your sake I
will exchange, and let you have the pig instead of the cow.'
'God reward your friendship!' said Hans, handing over
the cow, as the butcher untied the pig, and put the halter
with which it was tied into his hand.
Hans went on his way, thinking how well everything was
turning out for him. Even if a mishap befell him, something
else immediately happened to make up for it. Soon after
this, he met a lad carrying a beautiful white goose under his
arm. They passed the time of day, and Hans began to tell
him how lucky he was, and what successful bargains he had


made. The lad told him that he was taking the goose for a
christening feast. 'Just feel it,' he went on, holding it up
by the wings. Feel how heavy it is; it's true they have
been stuffing it for eight weeks. Whoever eats that roast
goose will have to wipe the fat off both sides of his mouth.'

Just then a butcher came along the road, trundling a young pig
in a wheel-barrow.
'Yes, indeed I answered Hans, weighing it in his hand;
'but my pig is no light weight either.'
Then the lad looked cautiously about from side to side,
and shook his head. 'Now, look here,' he began, 'I don't

think it's all quite straight about your pig. One has just
been stolen out of Schultze's sty, in the village I have come
from. I fear, I fear it is the one you are leading. They
have sent people out to look for it, and it would be a bad
business for you if you were found with it; the least they
would do, would be to put you in the black hole.'
Poor Hans was very much frightened at this. Oh, dear I
oh dear I' he said. 'Do help me out of this trouble. You
are more at home here; take my pig, and let me have your
Well, I shall run some risk if I do, but I won't be the means
of getting you into a scrape.'
So he took the rope in his hand, and quickly drove the pig
up a side road; and honest Hans, relieved of his trouble,
plodded on with the goose under his arm.
'When I really come to think it over,' he said to himself,
' I have still had the best of the bargain. First, there is the
delicious roast goose, and then all the fat that will drip out
of it in roasting, will keep us in goose-fat to eat on our bread
for three months at least; and, last of all, there are the
beautiful white feathers which I will stuff, my pillow with,
and then I shall need no rocking to send me to sleep. How
delighted my mother will be.'
As he passed through the last village he came to a knife-
grinder with his cart, singing to his wheel as it buzzed merrily
'Scissors and knives I grind so fast,
And hang up my cloak against the'blast.'
Hans stopped to look at him, and at last he spoke to him and
said, 'You must be doing a good trade to be so merry over
your grinding.'
Yes,' answered the grinder. The work of one's hands is
the foundation of a golden fortune. A good grinder finds
money whenever he puts his hand into his pocket. But
where did you buy that beautiful goose ? '
'I did not buy it; I exchanged my pig for it.'


'And the pig ?'
Oh, I got that instead of my cow.'
And the cow ? '
I got that for a horse.'
And the horse ?'
'I gave a lump of gold as big as my head for it.'
'And the gold ? '
'Oh, that was my wages for seven years' service.'
'You certainly have known how to manage your affairs,'
said the grinder. 'Now, if you could manage to hear the
money jingling in your pockets when you got up in the morning,
you would indeed have made your fortune.'
How shall I set about that ? asked Hans.
'You must be a grinder like me-nothing is needed for it
but a whetstone; everything else will come of itself. I have
one here which certainly is a little damaged, but you need not
give me anything for it but your goose. Are you willing ?'
'How can you ask me such a question ?' said Hans.
'Why, I shall be the happiest person in the world. If I can
have some money every time I put my hand in my pocket,
what more should I have to trouble about ? '
So he handed him the goose, and took the whetstone in
'Now,' said the grinder, lifting up an ordinary large stone
which lay near on the road, 'here is another good stone into
the bargain. You can hammer out all your old nails on it
to straighten them. Take it, and carry it off.'
Hans shouldered the stone, and went on his way with a
light heart, and his eyes shining with joy. 'I must have
been born in a lucky hour,' he cried; 'everything happens
just as I want it, and as it would happen to a Sunday's child.'
In the meantime, as he had been on foot since daybreak,
he began to feel very tired, and he was also very hungry, as
he had eaten all his provisions at once in his joy at his bargain
over the cow. At last he could hardly walk any further,
and he was obliged to stop every minute to rest. Then the


stones were frightfully heavy, and he could not get rid of the
thought that it would be very nice if he were not obliged to
carry them any further. He dragged himself like a snail
to a well in the fields, meaning to rest and refresh himself
with a draught of the cool water. So as not to injure the
stones by sitting on them, he laid them carefully on the edge
of the well. Then he sat down, and was about to stoop down
to drink when he inadvertently gave them a little push, and
both the stones fell straight into the water.
When Hans saw them disappear before his very eyes he
jumped for joy, and then knelt down and thanked God, with
tears in his eyes, for having shown him this further grace,
and relieved him of the heavy stones (which were all that
remained to trouble him) without giving him anything to
reproach himself with. 'There is certainly no one under the
sun so happy as I.'
And so, with a light heart, free from every care, he now
bounded on home to his mother.


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Jorinda and Joringel
T HERE was once an old castle in the middle of a vast
thick wood; in it there lived an old woman quite
alone, and she was a witch. By day she made
herself into a cat or a screech-owl, but regularly at night she
became a human being again. In this way she was able to
decoy wild beasts and birds, which she would kill, and boil or
roast. If any man came within a hundred paces of the castle,
he was forced to stand still and could not move from the place
till she gave the word of release; but if an innocent maiden
came within the circle she changed her into a bird, and shut
her up in a cage which she carried into a room in the castle.
She must have had seven thousand cages of this kind, contain-
ing pretty birds.
Now, there was once a maiden called Jorinda who was
more beautiful than all other maidens. She, had promised
to marry a very handsome youth named Joringel, and it was
in the days of their courtship, when they took the greatest
joy in being alone together, that one day they wandered out
into the forest. Take care,' said Joringel; 'do not let us
go too near the castle.'
It was a lovely evening. The sunshine glanced between
the tree-trunks of the dark green-wood, while the turtle-doves
sang plaintively in the old beech-trees. Yet Jorinda sat down
in the sunshine, and could not help weeping and bewailing,
while Joringel, too, soon became just as mournful. They
both felt as miserable as if they had been going to die.
Gazing round them, they found they had lost their way,
and did not know how they should find the path home.
Half the sun still appeared above the mountain; half had sunk
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below. Joringel peered into the bushes and saw the old
walls of the castle quite close to them; he was terror-struck,
and became pale as death. Jorinda was singing:
'My birdie with its ring so red
Sings sorrow, sorrow, sorrow;
My love will mourn when I am dead,
To-morrow, morrow, mor- jug, jug.'

Joringel looked at her, but she was changed into a nightin-
gale who sang 'Jug, jug.'
A screech-owl with glowing eyes flew three times round her,
and cried three times 'Shu hu-hu.' Joringel could not stir;
he stood like a stone without being able to speak, or cry, or
move hand or foot. The sun had now set; the owl flew into
a bush, out of which appeared almost at the same moment a
crooked old woman, skinny and yellow; she had big, red eyes
and a crooked nose whose tip reached her chin. She mumbled
something, caught the nightingale, and carried it away in her
hand. Joringel could riot say a word nor move from the spot,
and the nightingale was gone. At last the old woman came
back, and said in a droning voice: 'Greeting to thee,
Zachiel 1 When the moon shines upon the cage, unloose the
captive, Zachiel '
Then Joringel was free. He fell on his knees before the
witch, and implored her to give back his Jorinda; but she
said he should never have her again, and went away. He
pleaded, he wept, he lamented, but all in vain. 'Alas I
what is to become of me ?' said Joringel. At last he went
away, and arrived at a strange village, where he spent a long
time as a shepherd. He often wandered round about the
castle, but did not go too near it. At last he dreamt one night
that he found a blood-red flower, in the midst of which was
a beautiful large pearl. He plucked the flower, and took it
to the castle. Whatever he touched with it was made free
of enchantment. He dreamt, too, that by this means he had
found his Jorinda again. In the morning when he awoke he


At last the old woman came back, and said in a droning voice: Greeting to thee, Zachiel i


began to search over hill and dale, in the hope of finding a,
flower like this; he searched till the ninth day, when he found
the flower early in the morning. In the middle was a big
dewdrop, as big as the finest pearl. This flower he carried
day and night, till he reached the castle. He was not held
fast as before when he came within the hundred paces of the
castle, but walked straight up to the door.
Joringel was filled with joy; he touched the door with the
flower, and it flew open. He went in through the court, and
listened for the sound of birds. He went on, and found the
hall, where the witch was feeding the birds in the seven
thousand cages. When she saw Joringel she was angry,
very angry-scolded, and spat poison and gall at him. He
paid no attention to her, but turned away and searched among
the bird-cages. Yes, but there were many hundred nightin-
gales; how was he to find his Jorinda ?
While he was looking about in this way he noticed that the
old woman was secretly removing a cage with a bird inside,
and was making for the dgor. He sprang swiftly towards her,
touched the cage and the witch with the flower, and then
she no longer had power to exercise her spells. Jorinda stood
there, as beautiful as before, and threw her arms round
Joringel's neck. After that he changed all the other birds
back into maidens again, and went home with Jorinda, and
they lived long and happily together.

The Bremen Town Musicians

O NCE upon a time a man had an Ass which for many
years carried sacks to the mill without tiring. At
last, however, its strength was worn out; it was
no longer of any use for work. Accordingly its master began
to ponder as to how best to cut down its keep; but the Ass,
seeing there was mischief in the air, ran away and started
on the road to Bremen; there he thought he could become
a town-musician.
When he had been travelling a short time, he fell in with a
hound, who was lying panting on the road as though he had
run himself off his legs.
Well, what are you panting so for, Growler ? said the Ass.
'Ah,' said the Hound, 'just because I am old, and every
day I get weaker, and also because I can no longer keep
up with the pack, my master wanted to kill me, so I took my
departure. But now, how am I to earn my bread ? '
'Do you know what,' said the Ass. I am going to Bremen,
and shall there become a town-musician; come with me and
take your part in the music. I shall play the lute, and you
shall beat the kettle-drum.'
The Hound agreed, and they went on.
A short time after they came upon a Cat, sitting in the road,
with a face as long as a wet week.
Well, what has been crossing you, Whiskers ?' asked the
'Who can be cheerful when he is out at elbows ?' said
the Cat. I am getting on in years, and my teeth are blunted
and I prefer to sit by the stove and purr instead of hunting
round after mice. Just because of this my mistress wanted

to drown me. I made myself scarce, but now I don't know
where to turn.'
Come with us to Bremen,' said the Ass. You are a great
hand at serenading, so you can become a town-musician.'
The Cat consented,
-and joined them.
Th Next the fugitives
S passed by a yard where
-- "a barn-door fowl was
S sitting on the door,
crowing with all its
'You crow so loud
you pierce one through
and through,' said the
Ass. 'What is the
matter ?'
'Why I didn't I
1. 0 for Lady Day, when
Our Lady washes the
SChrist Child's little
/ garment and wants to
dry it? But, not-
withstanding this, be-
Scause Sunday visitors
Share coming to-morrow,
the mistress has no
pity, and she has or.
A short time after they came upon a Cat, sitting in dered the cook to
the road, with a face as long as a wet week.
make me into soup,
so I shall have my neck wrung to-night. Now I am crowing
with all my might while I have the chance.'
'Come along, Red-comb,' said the Ass; 'you had much
better come with us. We are going to Bremen, and you
will find a much better fate there. You have a good voice,

and when we make music together, there will be quality
in it.'
The Cock allowed himself to be persuaded, and they all four
went off together. They could not, however, reach the town
in one day, and by evening they arrived at a wood, where
they determined to spend the night. The Ass and the Hound
lay down under a big tree; the Cat and the Cock settled
themselves in the branches, the Cock flying right up to the
top, which was the safest place for him. Before going to sleep
he looked round once more in every direction; suddenly it
seemed to him that he saw a light burning in the distance.
He called out to his comrades that there must be a house
not far off, for he saw a light.
Very well,' said the Ass,' let us set out and make our way
to it, for the entertainment here is very bad.'
The Hound thought some bones or meat would suit him
too, so they set out in the direction of the light, and soon saw
it shining more clearly, and getting bigger and bigger, till
they reached a brightly-lighted robbers' den. The Ass,
being the tallest, approached the window and looked in.
What do you see, old Jackass ? asked the Cock.
What do I see ? answered the Ass; why, a table spread
with delicious food and drink, and robbers seated at it enjoying
'That would just suit us,' said the Cock.
Yes; if we were only there,' answered the Ass.
Then the animals took counsel as to how to set about
driving the robbers out. At last they hit upon a plan.
The Ass was to take up his position with his fore-feet on
the window-sill, the Hound was to jump on his back, the Cat
to climb up on to the Hound, and last of all the Cock flew up
and perched on the Cat's head. When they were thus
arranged, at a given signal they all began to perform their
music; the Ass brayed, the Hound barked, the Cat mewed,
and the Cock crowed; then they dashed through the window,
shivering the panes. The robbers jumped up at the terrible

noise; they thought nothing less than that a demon was
coming in upon them, and fled into the wood in the greatest
alarm. Then the four animals sat down to table, and helped
themselves according to taste, and ate as though they had
been starving for weeks.
When they had finished
they extinguished the light,
and looked for sleeping
places, each one to suit his
nature and taste.
The Ass lay down on the
manure heap, the Hound
behind the door, the Cat on
the hearth near the warm
ashes, and the Cock flew
up to the rafters. As they
were tired from the long
journey, they soon went
to sleep.
When midnight was
past, and the robbers saw
from a distance that the
light was no longer burn-
ing, and that all seemed
quiet, the chief said:
'We ought not to have
^" been scared by a false
'" alarm,' and ordered one of
-' .the robbers to go and ex-
amine the house.
The Ass brayed, the Hound barked, the Cat Findin all et the
mewed, and the Cock crowed. ll quiet, the
messenger went into the
kitchen to kindle a light, and taking the Cat's glowing, fiery
eyes for live coals, he held a match close to them so as to light
it. But the Cat would stand no nonsense; it flew at his face,
spat and scratched. He was terribly frightened and ran away.

He tried to get out by the back door, but the Hound, who
was lying there, jumped up and bit his leg. As he ran across
the manure heap in front of the house, the Ass gave him a
good sound kick with his hind legs, while the Cock, who
had awoken at the uproar quite fresh and gay, cried out from
his perch: 'Cock-a-doodle-doo.' Thereupon the robber ran
back as fast as he could to his chief, and said: 'There is a
gruesome witch in the house, who breathed on me and
scratched me with her long fingers. Behind the door there
stands a man with a knife, who stabbed me; while in the
yard lies a black monster, who hit me with a club; and upon
the roof the judge is seated, and he called out, "Bring the
rogue here," so I hurried away as fast as I could.'
Thenceforward the robbers did not venture again to the
house, which, however, pleased the four Bremen musicians
so much that they never wished to leave it again.
And he who last told the story has hardly finished speaking

Old Sultan

APEASANT once had a faithful dog called Sultan,
who had grown old and lost all his teeth, and
could no longer keep fast hold of his quarry. One
day when the peasant was standing in front of his house with
his wife, he said: 'To-morrow I intend to shoot old Sultan;
he is no longer any use.'
His wife, who pitied the faithful animal, answered: 'Since
. he has served us so long and,honestly, we might at least keep
him and feed him to the end of his days.'
'What nonsense,' said her husband; 'you are a fool. He
has not a tooth left in his head; thieves are not a bit afraid
of him now that they can get away from him. Even if he has
served us well, he has been well fed in return.'
The poor dog, who lay near, stretched out in the sun, heard
all they said, and was sad at the thought that the next day was
to be his last. Now, he had a good friend who was a wolf,
and in the evening he slunk off into the wood, and complained
to him of the fate which awaited him.
Listen, comrade,' said the Wolf,' be of good cheer; I will
help you in your need, for I have thought of a plan. To-
morrow your master and mistress are going hay-making, and


they will take their little child with them because there will
be nobody left at home. During their work they usually lay
it under the hedge in the shade; you lie down as though to
guard it. I will then come out of the wood and steal the
child. You must rush quickly after me, as though you wanted
to rescue the child. I will let it fall, and you will take it back
to its parents again; they will think that you have saved it,
and will be far too thankful to do you any harm. On the
contrary, you will come into high favour, and they will never
let you want again.'
The plot pleased the dog, and it was carried out just as it
was planned. The father cried out when he saw the Wolf
run across the field with his child in its mouth; but when
old Sultan brought it back he was overjoyed, stroked him,
and said: 'Not a hair of your coat shall be hurt; you shall
have plenty to eat as long as you live.' Then he said to his
wife: 'Go home immediately and prepare some broth for
old Sultan which he won't need to bite, and bring the pillow
out of my bed. I will give it to him to lie upon.'
Henceforward old Sultan was as well off as he could wish.
Soon afterwards the Wolf paid him a visit, and rejoiced that
all had turned out so well. 'But, comrade,' he said, 'you
must shut your eyes. Suppose some fine day I carry off one
of your master's fat sheep ? Nowadays it is hard to get
one's living.'
'Don't count on that,' answered the dog. 'I must remain
true to my master-I shall never permit it ? '
The Wolf, thinking that he had not spoken in earnest, came
and crept in at night, and tried to carry off a sheep. But the
peasant, to whom the faithful Sultan had betrayed the Wolf's
intention, spied him and belaboured him soundly with a
threshing-flail. The Wolf was forced to retreat, but he called
out to the dog, 'Wait a bit, you wicked creature-you shall
suffer for this.'
The next morning he sent the Boar to invite the Dog into
the wood, there to settle matters by a duel. Old Sultan could


find no second except the Cat, who had only three legs. When
they came out the poor Cat hobbled along, lifting up its tail
with pain.
The Wolf and his second were already in position; but when
they saw their opponent coming they thought that he was
bringing a sword, for they took the outstretched tail of the
Cat for one. And because the poor animal hobbled on three
legs, they thought nothing less than that it was picking up
stones to throw at them every time it stooped. Then both
became frightened; the Boar crept away into a thicket, and the
Wolf jumped up into a tree. The Dog and the Cat were
astonished, when they arrived, at seeing no one about. The
Boar, however, had not been able to conceal himself completely;
his ears still stuck out. While the Cat was looking round
cautiously, the Boar twitched its ears; the Cat, who thought
that it was a mouse moving, sprang upon it, and began biting
with a will. The Boar jumped up and ran away, calling out:
'The guilty party is up in that tree.' The Cat and the Dog
looked up and perceived the Wolf, who, ashamed of having
shown himself such a coward, made peace with the Dog.

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The Straw, the Coal, and the Bean

ONCE there was a poor old woman who lived in a
village; she had collected a bundle of beans,
and was going to cook them. So she prepared a
fire on her hearth, and to make it burn up quickly she lighted
it with a handful of straw. When she threw the beans into
the pot, one escaped her unnoticed and slipped on to the
floor, where it lay by a straw. Soon after a glowing coal
jumped out of the fire and joined the others. Then the Straw
began, and said : Little friends, how came ye hither ? '
The Coal answered: 'I have happily escaped the fire;
and if I had not done so by force of will, my death would
certainly have been a most cruel one; I should have been
burnt to a cinder.'
The Bean said: 'I also have escaped so far with a whole
skin; but if the old woman had put me into the pot, I should
have been pitilessly boiled down to broth like my comrades.'
'Would a better fate have befallen me, then ? asked the
Straw; 'the old woman packed all my brothers into the fire
and smoke, sixty of them all done for at once. Fortunately,
I slipped through her fingers.'
'What are we to do now, though ?' asked the Coal.
'My opinion is,' said the Bean, 'that, as we have escaped
death, we must all keep together like good comrades; and so
that we may run no further risks, we had better quit the
This proposal pleased both the others, and they set out
together. Before long they came to a little stream, and, as
there was neither path nor bridge, they did not know how to
get over. The Straw at last had an idea, and said, 'I will


throw myself over and then you can walk across upon me like
a bridge' So the Straw stretched himself across from one
side to the other, and the Coal, which was of a fiery nature,
tripped gaily over the newly-built bridge. But when it got
to the middle and heard the water rushing below, it was
frightened, and remained speechless, not daring to go any
further. The Straw beginning to burn, broke in two and fell
into the stream; the Coal, falling with it, fizzled out in the
water. The Bean, who had cautiously remained on the bank,
could not help laughing over the whole business, and, having
begun, could not stop, but laughed till she split her sides.
Now, all would have been up with her had not, fortunately,
a wandering tailor been taking a rest by the stream. As he
had a sympathetic heart, he brought out a needle and thread
and stitched her up again; but, as he used black thread, all
beans have a black seam to this day.

Clever Elsa

T HERE was once a Man who had a daughter called
Clever Elsa. When she was grown up, her Father
said: We must get her married.'
'Yes,' said her Mother;' 'if only somebody came who
would have her.'
At last a suitor, named Hans, came from a distance. He
made an offer for her on condition that she really was as clever
as she was said to be.
Oh said her Father, she is a long-headed lass.'
And her Mother said : She can see the wind blowing in the
street, and hear the flies coughing.'
'Well,' said Hans, 'if she is not really clever, I won't have
When they were at dinner, her Mother said: 'Elsa, go to
the cellar and draw some beer.'
Clever Elsa took the jug from the nail on the wall, and
went to the cellar, clattering the lid as she went, to pass the
time. When she reached the cellar she placed a chair near the
cask so that she need not hurt her back by stooping. Then
she put down the jug before her and turned the tap. And
while the beer was running, so as not to be idle, she let her eyes
rove all over the place, looking this way and that.
Suddenly she discovered a pickaxe just above her head,
which a mason had by chance left hanging among the rafters.
Clever Elsa burst into tears, and said: 'If I marry Hans,
and we have a child, when it grows big, and we send it down
to draw beer, the pickaxe will fall on its head and kill it.' So
there she sat crying and lamenting loudly at the impending

The others sat upstairs waiting for the beer, but Clever
Elsa never came back.
Then the Mistress said to her Servant: 'Go down to the
cellar, and see why Elsa does not come back.'
The Maid went, and found Elsa sitting by the cask, weeping
bitterly. 'Why, Elsa, whatever are you crying for? she
'Alas 1' she answered, 'have I not cause to cry? If I
marry Hans, and we have a child, when he grows big, and
we send him down to draw beer, perhaps that pickaxe will
fall on his head and kill him.'
Then the Maid said: 'What a Clever Elsa we have'; and
she, too, sat down by Elsa, and began to cry over the
After a time, as the Maid did not come back, and they
were growing very thirsty, the Master said to the Serving-
man: 'Go down to the cellar and see what has become of
Elsa and the Maid.'
The Man went down, and there sat Elsa and the Maid
weeping together. So he said: 'What are you crying for ? '
'Alas said Elsa, 'have I not enough to cry for ? If I
marry Hans, and we have a child, and we send it when it is
big enough into the cellar to draw beer, the pickaxe will fall
on its head and kill it.'
The Man said: 'What a Clever Elsa we have'; and he,
too, joined them and howled in company.
The people upstairs waited a long time for the Serving-
man, but as he did not come back, the Husband said to his
Wife: 'Go down to the cellar yourself, and see what has
become of Elsa.'
So the Mistress went down and found all three making loud
lamentations, and she asked the cause of their grief.
Then Elsa told her that her future child would be killed
by the falling of the pickaxe when it was big enough to be
sent to draw the beer. Her Mother said with the others:
'Did you ever see such a Clever Elsa as we have ? '


Her Husband upstairs wai
some time, but as his Wife did
return, and his thirst grew grea
he said: 'I must go to the ce
myself to see what has become
But when he got to the eel
and found all the others sitt
together in tears, caused by
the fear that a child which
Elsa might one day have,
if she married Hans, might
be killed by the falling
of the pickaxe, when it
went to draw beer, he too
'What a Clever Elsa
we have '
Then he, too, sat down
and added his lamentations
to theirs.
The bridegroom waited
alone upstairs for a long
time; then, as nobody came
back, he thought: They
must be waiting for me
down there, I must go and
see what they are doing.'
So down he went, and
when he found them all
crying and lamenting in
a heart-breaking manner,
each one louder than the
other, he asked: 'What
misfortune can possibly
have happened ? '

When she saw the pick-axe just above her
head, Clever Elsa burst into tears.


'Alas, dear Hans!' said Elsa, 'if we marry and have a
child, and we send it to draw beer when it is big enough, it
may be killed if that pickaxe left hanging there were to fall
on its head. Have we not cause to lament ? '
'Well,' said Hans, more wits than this I do not need;
and as you are such a Clever Elsa I will have you for my wife.'
He took her by the hand, led her upstairs, and they
celebrated the marriage.
When they had been married for a while, Hans said:
'Wife, I am going to work to earn some money; do you go
into the fields and cut the corn, so that we may have some
'Yes, my dear Hans; I will go at once.'
When Hans had gone out, she made some good broth and
took it into the field with her.
When she got there, she said to herself: 'What shall I do,
reap first, or eat first ? I will eat first.'
So she finished up the bowl of broth, which she found very
satisfying, so she said again: 'Which shall I do, sleep first,
or reap first ? I will sleep first.' So she lay down among the
corn and went to sleep.
Hans had been home a long time, and no Elsa came, so he
said: 'What a Clever Elsa I have. She is so industrious,
she does not even come home to eat.'
But as she still did not come, and it was getting dusk, Hans
went out to see how much corn she had cut. He found that
she had not cut any at all, and that she was lying there fast
asleep. Hans hurried home to fetch a fowler's net with little
bells on it, and this he hung around her without waking her.
Then he ran home, shut the house door, and sat down to
At last, when it was quite dark, Clever Elsa woke up, and
when she got up there was such a jangling, and the bells jingled
at every step she took. She was terribly frightened, and
wondered whether she really was Clever Elsa or not, and said :
'Is it me, or is it not me ?'


But she did not know what to answer, and stood for a time
doubtful. At last she thought: 'I will go home, and ask if
it is me, or if it is not me; they will be sure to know.'
She ran to the house, but found the door locked; so she
knocked at the window, and cried: 'Hans, is Elsa at home ?'
Yes,' answered Hans, she is I '
Then she started and cried: 'Alas I then it is not me,'
and she went to another door; but when the people heard the
jingling of the bells, they would not open the door, and no-
where would they take her in.
So she ran away out of the village, and was never seen

The Dog and the Sparrow

T HERE was once a sheep-dog who had not got a kind
master, but one who left him to suffer from hunger.
When he could bear it no longer, he went sadly
away. On the road he met a Sparrow, who said, Brother
Dog, why are you so sad '

On the road he met a Sparrow.
The Dog answered, 'Because I am hungry and I have
nothing to eat.'
Then,' said the Sparrow, 'Brother Dog, come with me to
the town, and I will satisfy your hunger.'
So they went to the town together, and when they came to


a butcher's shop, the Sparrow said to the Dog, 'Stay where
you are out there and I will peck down a piece of meat.' He
perched upon the stall, and looked about to see that he was
not noticed; then he pecked, pulled, and pushed a piece of
meat lying near the edge, till at last it fell to the ground.
The Dog seized it and ran off with it to a corner, where he
devoured it. Then the Sparrow said to him, 'Now come with
me to another shop, and I will pull down another piece so that
vou may have enough.'
When the Dog had gobbled up the second piece of meat,
the Sparrow said, 'Brother Dog, have you had enough ? '
'Yes, I have had enough meat,' replied the Dog; 'but I
haven't had any bread.'
'Oh, you shall have some bread too,' said the Sparrow.
'Come with me.' And then he led him to a baker's shop,
where he pecked at a couple of rolls till they fell down. Then,
as the Dog still wanted more, he took him to another shop
where he pulled down some more bread.
When that was consumed, the Sparrow said,' Brother Dog,
is your hunger satisfied ?'
Yes,' he answered; 'now let us go and walk about outside
the town for a bit.'
So they both went out on to the high-road. Now it was
very warm weather, and when they had walked a little way
the Dog said, I am tired, and I want to go to sleep.'
'Oh, by all means,' answered the Sparrow; 'I will sit
upon this branch in the meantime.'
So the Dog lay down upon the road and fell fast asleep.
While he lay there sleeping, a Carter came along driving a
wagon with three horses. The wagon was laden with two
casks of wine. The Sparrow saw that he was not going to
turn aside, but was going on in the track in which the Dog
lay, and he called out, Carter, don't do it, or I will ruin you '
But the Carter grumbled to himself, 'You won't ruin me,'
cracked his whip, and drove the wheels of his wagon right over
the Dog and killed him.


The Sparrow cried out after him, Carter, you have killed
my brother Dog; it will cost you your wagon and your team.'
'My wagon and my team indeed, what harm can you do
me ?' asked the Carter, as he drove on. The Sparrow crept
under the tarpaulin and pecked at the bunghole of one of the
casks till the bung came out, and all the wine trickled away
without the Carter's being aware of it. When he looked
round and saw the wine dripping from the wagon, he examined
the casks and found that one was empty.
'Alas, poor man that I am he cried.
'Not poor enough yet,' said the Sparrow, as he flew on to
the head of one of the horses and pecked out its eyes. When
the Carter saw what he was doing, he seized his chopper to
throw it at the Sparrow; but the bird flew away, and the
chopper hit the horse on the head, and he dropped down dead.
'Alas, poor man that I am he cried.
'Not poor enough yet,' said the Sparrow. As the Carter
drove on with his two horses, the Sparrow again crept under
the tarpaulin and pecked the bung out of the second cask,
so that all the wine ran out.
When the Carter perceived it, he cried again, 'Alas, poor
man that I am !'
But the Sparrow answered, 'Not poor enough yet'; and
he seated himself on the head of the second horse and pecked
its eyes out. The Carter ran up with his big chopper and
struck at him; but the Sparrow flew away, and the blow hit
the horse and killed it.
'Alas, poor man that I am cried the Carter.
'Not poor enough yet,' said the Sparrow, as he perched
on the head of the third horse and pecked out its eyes. In -
his rage, the Carter struck out at the Sparrow with his chopper
without taking aim, missed the Sparrow, but hit his last
horse on the head, and it fell down dead.
'Alas, poor man that I am !'
'Not poor enough yet,' said the Sparrow. Now, I will
bring poverty to your home'; and he flew away.


The Carter had to leave his wagon standing, and he went
home full of rage and fury.
Ah he said to his wife, what misfortunes I have had
to-day; the wine has all run out of the casks, and my three
horses are dead.'
'Alas husband,' she answered, 'whatever kind of evil
bird is this which has come into our house. He has assembled
all the birds in the world, and they have settled on our maize
and they are eating it clean up.'
He went up into the loft, where thousands and thousands
of birds were sitting on the floor. They had eaten up all the
maize, and the Sparrow sat in the middle of them.
Then the Carter cried out, 'Alas, poor man that I am '
'Not poor enough,' answered the Sparrow, 'Carter, it will
cost you your life yet'; and he flew away.
Now the Carter, having lost all that he possessed, went
downstairs and sat down beside the stove, very angry and
ill-tempered. But the Sparrow sat outside the window and
cried, Carter, it will cost you your life.'
The Carter seized his chopper and threw it at the Sparrow,
but it only smashed the window and did not hit the bird.
Then the Sparrow hopped in and perched on the stove, and
cried, Carter, it will cost you your life.'
The Carter, mad, and blind with rage, smashed the stove
to atoms, but the Sparrow fluttered hither and thither till
all the furniture,-the little looking-glass, the bench, the
table,-and at last the very walls of his house were destroyed,
but without ever hitting the Sparrow. At last he caught it
in his hand.
Then,' said his wife, shall I kill it ?'
No,' he cried; that would be too good for it; it shall
die a much worse death. I will swallow it.' And he took it
and gulped it down whole.
But the bird began to flutter about in his inside, and at
last fluttered up into the man's mouth. He stretched out his
head and cried, Carter, it will cost you your life yet.'


The Carter handed his chopper to his wife and said, 'Wife,
kill the bird in my mouth.' The woman hit out, but she
aimed badly and hit the Carter on the head, and down he
fell, dead.
The Sparrow, however, flew out and right away.


The Twelve

Dancing Princesses

T HERE was once a King who had twelve daughters,
each more beautiful than the other. They slept
together in a hall where their beds stood close to
one another; and at night, when they had gone to bed, the
King locked the door and bolted it. But when he unlocked
it in the morning, he noticed that their shoes had been danced
to pieces, and nobody could explain how it happened. So the
King sent out a proclamation saying that any one who could
discover where the Princesses did their night's dancing should
choose one of them to be his wife and should reign after his
death; but whoever presented himself, and failed to make the
discovery after three days and nights, was to forfeit his life.
A Prince soon presented himself and offered to take the
risk. He was well received, and at night was taken into a
room adjoining the hall where the Princesses slept. His
bed was made up there, and he was to watch and see where
they went to dance; so that they could not do anything, or
go anywhere else, the door of his room was left open too.
But the eyes of the King's son grew heavy, and he fell asleep.
When he woke up in the morning all the twelve had been
dancing, for the soles of their shoes were full of holes. The
second and third evenings passed with the same results, and
then the Prince found no mercy, and his head was cut off.


Many others came after him and offered to take the risk, but
they all had to lose their lives.
Now it happened that a poor Soldier, who had been wounded
and could no longer serve, found himself on the road to the
town where the King lived. There he fell in with an old
woman who asked him where he intended to go.
'I really don't know, myself,' he said; and added, in fun,
'I should like to discover where the King's daughters dance
their shoes into holes, and after that to become King.'
'That is not so difficult,' said the old woman. 'You must
not drink the wine which will be brought to you in the evening,
but must pretend to be fast asleep.' Whereupon she gave
him a short cloak, saying: 'When you wear this you will
be invisible, and then you can slip out after the Twelve
As soon as the Soldier heard this good advice he took it up
seriously, plucked up courage, appeared before the King,
and offered himself as suitor. He was as well received as
the others, and was dressed in royal garments.
In the evening, when bed-time came, he was conducted
to the ante-room. As he was about to go to bed the eldest
Princess appeared, bringing him a cup of wine; but he had
fastened a sponge under his chin and let the wine run down
into it, so that he did not drink one drop. Then he lay down,
and when he had been quiet a little while he began to snore as
though in the deepest sleep.
The Twelve Princesses heard him, and laughed. The
eldest said : He, too, must forfeit his life.'
Then they got up, opened cupboards, chests, and cases, and
brought out their beautiful dresses. They decked themselves
before the glass, skipping about and revelling in the prospect
of the dance. Only the youngest sister said: 'I don't know
what it is. You may rejoice, but I feel so strange; a mis-
fortune is certainly hanging over us.'
You are a little goose,' answered the eldest; 'you are
always frightened. Have you forgotten how many Princes

have come here in vain ? Why, I need not have given the
Soldier a sleeping draught at all; the blockhead would never
have awakened.'
When they were all ready they looked at the Soldier; but
his eyes were shut and he did not stir. So they thought they
would soon be quite safe. Then the eldest went up to one of
the beds and knocked on it; it sank into the earth, and they
descended through the opening, one after another, the eldest
The Soldier, who had noticed everything, did not hesitate
long, but threw on his cloak and went down behind the
youngest. Half-way down he trod on her dress. She was
frightened, and said: What was that ? who is holding on to
my dress ? '
'Don't be so foolish. You must have caught on a nail,'
said the eldest. Then they went right down, and when they
got quite underground, they stood in a marvellously beautiful
avenue of trees; all the leaves were silver, and glittered and
The Soldier thought, I must take away some token with
me.' And as he broke off a twig, a sharp crack came from
the tree.
The youngest cried out, All is not well; did you hear that
sound ?'
'Those are triumphal salutes, because we shall soon have
released our Princes,' said the eldest.
Next they came to an avenue where all the leaves were of
gold, and, at last, into a third, where they were of shining
diamonds. From both these he broke off a twig, and there
was a crack each time which made the youngest Princess start
with terror; but the eldest maintained that the sounds were
only triumphal salutes. They went on faster, and came to a
great lake. Close to the bank lay twelve little boats, and in
every boat sat a handsome Prince. They had expected the
Twelve Princesses, and each took one with him; but the
Soldier seated himself by the youngest.


Then said the Prince, 'I don't know why, but the boat is
much heavier to-day, and I am obliged to row with all my
strength to get it along.'
'I wonder why it is,' said the youngest, unless, perhaps,
it is the hot weather; it is strangely hot.'
On the opposite side of the lake stood a splendid brightly-
lighted castle, from which came the sound of the joyous music
of trumpets and drums. They rowed across, and every Prince
danced with his love; and the Soldier danced too, unseen.
If one of the Princesses held a cup of wine he drank out of it,
so that it was empty when she lifted it to her lips. This
frightened the youngest one, but the eldest always silenced her.
They danced till three next morning, when their shoes were
danced into holes, and they were obliged to stop. The
Princes took them back across the lake, and this time the
Soldier took his seat beside the eldest. On the bank they said
farewell to their Princes, and promised to come again the next
night. When they got to the steps, the Soldier ran on ahead,
lay down in bed, and when the twelve came lagging by,
slowly and wearily, he began to snore again, very loud, so
that they said, 'We are quite safe as far as he is concerned.'
Then they took off their beautiful dresses, put them away,
placed the worn-out shoes under their beds, and lay down.
The next morning the Soldier determined to say nothing,
but to see the wonderful doings again. So he went with them
the second and third nights. Everything was just the same
as the first time, and they danced each time till their shoes
were in holes; but the third time the Soldier took away a
wine-cup as a token.
When the appointed hour came for his answer, he took
the three twigs and the cup with him and went before the
King. The Twelve Princesses stood behind the door listening
to hear what he would say. When the King put the question,
'Where did my daughters dance their shoes to pieces in the
night ? he answered: 'With twelve Princes in an under-
ground castle.' Then he produced the tokens.



On the opposite side of the lake stood a splendid brightly-lighted Castle.


The King sent for his daughters and asked them whether
the Soldier had spoken the truth. As they saw that they were
betrayed, and would gain nothing by lies, they were obliged
to admit all. Thereupon the King asked the Soldier which
one he would choose as his wife. He answered: 'I am no
longer young, give me the eldest.'
So the wedding was celebrated that very day, and the
kingdom was promised to him on the King's death. But
for every night which the Princes had spent in dancing with
the Princesses a day was added to their time of enchantment.



The Fisherman and his Wife
T HERE was once a Fisherman, who lived with his
Wife in a miserable little hovel close to the sea.
He went to fish every day, and he fished and fished,
and at last one day, as he was sitting looking deep down into'
the shining water, he felt something on his line. When he
hauled it up there was a great Flounder on the end of the
line. The Flounder said to him, 'Listen, Fisherman, I beg
you not to kill me: I am no common Flounder, I am an
enchanted prince I What good will it do you to kill me ?


I shan't be good to eat; put me back into the water, and leave
me to swim about.'
Ho ho !' said the Fisherman, you need not make so
many words about it. I am quite ready to put back a Flounder
that can talk.' And so saying, he put back the Flounder into
the shining water, and it sank down to the bottom, leaving
a streak of blood behind it.
Then the Fisherman got up and went back to his Wife in
the hovel. 'Husband,' shle said, 'hast thou caught nothing
to-day ? '
'No,' said the Man; 'all I caught was one Flounder, and
he said he was an enchanted prince, so I let him go swim again.'
Didst thou not wish for anything then ? asked the Good-
No,' said the Man; 'what was there to wish for ?'
'Alas said his Wife, 'isn't it bad enough always to live
in this wretched hovel I Thou mightst at least have wished
for a nice clean cottage. Go back and call him, tell him I
want a pretty cottage : he will surely give us that.'
Alas I said the Man,' what am I to go back there for ? '
'Well,' said the Woman,' it was thou who didst catch him
and let him go again; for certain he will do that for thee.
Be off now '
The Man was still not very willing to go, but he did not want
to vex his Wife, and at last he went back to the sea.
He found the sea no longer bright and shining, but dull and
green. He stood by it and said-
'Flounder, Flounder in the sea,
Prythee, hearken unto me:
My Wife, Ilsebil, must have her own will,
And sends me to beg a boon of thee.'

The Flounder came swimming up, and said, 'Well, what
do you want ? '
'Alas,' said the Man, I had to call you, for my Wife said
I ought to have wished for something as I caught you. She

doesn't want to live in our miserable hovel any longer, she
wants a pretty cottage.'
'Go home again then,' said the Flounder, 'she has her
wish fully.'
The Man went home and found his Wife no longer in the old
hut, but a pretty little cottage stood in its place, and his Wife
was sitting on a bench by the door.
She took him by the hanti, and said, 'Come and look in
here-isn't this much better ? '
They went inside and found a pretty sitting-room, and a
bedroom with a bed in it, a kitchen and a larder furnished
with everything of the best in tin and brass and every
possible requisite. Outside there was a little yard with
chickens and ducks, and a little garden full of vegetables and
Look !' said the Woman, is not this nice ?'
'Yes,' said the Man, 'and so let it remain. We can live
here very happily.'
'We will see about that,' said the Woman. With that they
ate something and went to bed.
Everything went well for a week or more, and then said the
Wife, 'Listen, husband, this cottage is too cramped, and the
garden is too small. The Flounder could have given us a bigger
house. I want to live in a big stone castle. Go to the
Flounder, and tell him to give us a castle.'
'Alas, Wife,' said the Man, 'the cottage is good enough
for us : what should we do with a castle ? '
'Never mind,' said his Wife, 'do thou but go to the
Flounder, and he will manage it.'
'Nay, Wife,' said the Man, 'the Flounder gave us the
cottage. I don't want to go back; as likely as not he 'll be
Go, all the same,' said the Woman. He can do it easily
enough, and willingly into the bargain. Just go I '
The Man's heart was heavy, and he was very unwilling to
go. He said to himself,' It's not right.' But at last he went.
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He found the sea was no longer green; it was still calm,
but dark violet and grey. He stood by it and said-
'Flounder, Flounder in the sea,
Prythee, hearken unto me:
My Wife, Ilsebil, must have her own will,
And sends me to beg a boon of thee.'

'Now, what do you want ? 'said the Flounder.
'Alas,' said the Man, half scared, 'my wife wants a big
stone castle.'
'Go home again,' said the Flounder, she is standing at the
door of it.'
Then the man went away thinking he would find no house,
but when he got back he found a great stone palace, and his
Wife standing at the top of the steps, waiting to go in.
She took him by the hand and said, Come in with me.'
With that they went in and found a great hall paved with
marble slabs, and numbers of servants in attendance, who
opened the great doors for them. The walls were hung with
beautiful tapestries, and the rooms were furnished with golden
chairs and tables, while rich carpets covered the floors, and
crystal chandeliers hung from the ceilings. The tables
groaned under every kind of delicate food and the most costly
wines. Outside the house there was a great courtyard, with
stabling for horses, and cows, and many fine carriages.
Beyond this there was a great garden filled with the loveliest
flowers, and fine fruit-trees. There was also a park, half a
mile long, and in it were stags and hinds, and hares, and
everything of the kind one could wish for.
Now,' said the Woman, 'is not this worth having ?'
Oh yes,' said the Man; and so let it remain. We will
live in this beautiful palace and be content.'
'We will think about that,' said his Wife, 'and sleep upon
With that they went to bed.
Next morning the Wife woke up first; day was just dawn-

ing, and from her bed she could see the beautiful country
around her. Her husband was still asleep, but she pushed
him with her elbow, and said, 'Husband, get up and peep out
of the window. See here, now, could we not be King over
all this land ? Go to the Flounder. We will be King.'
'Alas, Wife,' said the Man, 'what should we be King for ?
I don't want to be King.'
'Ah,' said his Wife, 'if thou wilt not be King, I will. Go
to the Flounder. I will be King.'
Alas, Wife,' said the Man,' whatever dost thou want to be
King for ? I don't like to tell him.'
Why not ? said the Woman. Go thou must. I will
be King.'
So the Man went; but he was quite sad because his Wife
would be King.
It is not right,' he said; it is not right.'
When he reached the sea, he found it dark, grey, and rough,
and evil smelling. He stood there and said-

'Flounder, Flounder in the sea,
Prythee, hearken unto me
My Wife, Ilsebil, must have her own will,
And sends me to beg a boon of thee.'

'Now, what does she want ? said the Flounder.
'Alas,' said the Man,' she wants to be King now.'
'Go back. She is King already,' said the Flounder.
So the Man went back, and when he reached the palace
he found that it had grown much larger, and a great tower
had been added with handsome decorations. There was a
sentry at the door, and numbers of soldiers were playing
drums and trumpets. As soon as he got inside the house,
he found everything was marble and gold; and the hangings
were of velvet, with great golden tassels. The doors of the
saloon were thrown wide open, and he saw the whole court
assembled. His Wife was sitting on a lofty throne of gold and

diamonds; she wore a golden crown, and carried in one hand
a sceptre of pure gold. On each side of her stood her ladies
in a long row, every one a head shorter than the next.
He stood before her, and said: 'Alas, Wife, art thou now
King ?'
Yes,' she said; 'now I am King.'
He stood looking at her for some time, and then he said:
'Ah, Wife, it is a fine thing for thee to be King; now we will
not wish to be anything more.'
Nay, husband,' she answered, quite uneasily; 'I find the
time hang very heavy on my hands. I can't bear it any
longer. Go back to the Flounder. King I am, but I must
also be Emperor.'
Alas, Wife,' said the Man, why dost thou now want to be
Emperor ? '
Husband,' she answered, go to the Flounder. Emperor
I will be.'
'Alas, Wife,' said the Man,' Emperor he can't make thee,
and I won't ask him. There is only one Emperor in the
country; and Emperor the Flounder cannot make thee, that
he can't.'
'What ? said the Woman. I am King, and thou art
but my husband. To him thou must go, and that right
quickly. If he can make a King, he can also make an
Emperor. Emperor I will be, so go quickly.'
He had to go, but he was quite frightened. And as he went,
he thought, This won't end well; Emperor is too shameless.
The Flounder will make an end of the whole thing.'
With that he came to the sea, but now he found it quite
black, and heaving up from below in great waves. It tossed
to and fro, and a sharp wind blew over it, and the man
trembled. So he stood there, and said-
'Flounder, Flounder in the sea,
Prythee, hearken unto me:
My Wife, Ilsebil, must have her own will,
And sends me to beg a boon of thee.'

'What does she want now ? said the Flounder.
'Alas, Flounder,' he said, 'my Wife wants to be Emperor.'
Go back,' said the Flounder. She is Emperor.'
So the man went back, and when he got to the door, he
found that the whole palace was made of polished marble,
with alabaster figures and golden decorations. Soldiers
marched up and down before the doors, blowing their
trumpets and beating their drums. Inside the palace, counts,
barons, and dukes walked about as attendants, and they
opened to him the doors, which were of pure gold.
He went in, and saw his Wife sitting on a huge throne made
of solid gold. It was at least two miles high. She had on
her head a great golden crown set with diamonds three yards
high. In one hand she held the sceptre, and in the other
the orb of empire. On each side of her stood the gentlemen-
at-arms in two rows, each one a little smaller than the other,
from giants two miles high down to the tiniest dwarf no bigger
than my little finger. She was surrounded by princes and
Her husband stood still, and said: Wife, art thou now
Emperor ?'
'Yes,' said she; now I am Emperor.'
Then he looked at her for some time, and said: 'Alas,
Wife, how much better off art thou for being Emperor?'
'Husband,' she said, 'what art thou standing there for ?
Now I am Emperor, I mean to be Pope I Go back to the
'Alas, Wife,' said the Man, 'what wilt thou not want ?
Pope thou canst not be. There is only one Pope in Christen-
dom. That's more than the Flounder can do.'
Husband,' she said, Pope I will be; so go at once. I must
be Pope this very day.'
No, Wife,' he said, I dare not tell him. It's no good;
it's too monstrous altogether. The Flounder cannot make
thee Pope.'
'Husband,' said the Woman, 'don't talk nonsense. If


he can make, an Emperor, he can make a Pope. Go immedi-
ately. I am Emperor, and thou art but my husband, and
thou must obey.'
So he was frightened, and went; but he was quite dazed.
He shivered and shook, and his knees trembled.
A great wind arose over the land, the clouds flew across the
sky, and it grew as dark as night; the leaves fell from the
trees, and the water foamed and dashed upon the shore. In
the distance the ships were being tossed to and fro on the
waves, and he heard them firing signals of distress. There
was still a little patch of blue in the sky among the dark
clouds, but towards the south they were red and heavy, as in
a bad storm. In despair, he stood and said-
'Flounder, Flounder in the sea,
Prythee, hearken unto me:
My Wife, Ilsebil, must have her own will,
And sends me to beg a boon of thee.'

'Now, what does she want ?' said the Flounder.
Alas,' said the Man, she wants to be Pope !'
'Go back. Pope she is,' said the Flounder.
So back he went, and he found a great church surrounded
with palaces. He pressed through the crowd, and inside he
found thousands and thousands of lights, and his Wife,
entirely clad in gold, was sitting on a still higher throne, with
three golden crowns upon her head, and she was surrounded
with priestly state. On each side of her were two rows of
candles, the biggest as thick as a tower, down to the tiniest
little taper. Kings and Emperors were on their knees before
her, kissing her shoe.
Wife,' said the Man, looking at her, art thou now Pope ? '
Yes,' said she; 'now I am Pope.'
So there he stood gazing at her, and it was like looking at a
shining sun.
'Alas, Wife,' he said, 'art thou better off for being Pope ? '
At first she sat as stiff as a post, without stirring. Then he

said : 'Now, Wife, be content with being Pope; higher thou
canst not go.'
I will think about that,' said the Woman, and with that
they both went to bed. Still she was not content, and could
not sleep for her inordinate desires. The Man slept well and
soundly, for he had walked about a great deal in the day;
but his Wife could think of nothing but what further grandeur

'Flounder, Flounder in the sea,
Prythee, hearken unto me.'
she could demand. When the dawn reddened the sky she
raised herself up in bed and looked out of the window, and
when she saw the sun rise, she said :
Ha I can I not cause the sun and the moon to rise ?
Husband I' she cried, digging her elbow into his side, 'wake
up and go to the Flounder. I will be Lord of the Universe.'
Her husband, who was still more than half asleep, was so


shocked that he fell out of bed. He thought he must have
heard wrong. He rubbed his eyes, and said :
'Alas, Wife, what didst thou say ? '
'Husband,' she said, 'if I cannot be Lord of the Universe,
and cause the sun and moon to set and rise, I shall not be able
to bear it. I shall never have another happy moment.'
She looked at him so wildly that it caused a shudder to run
through him.
'Alas, Wife,' he said, falling on his knees before her, 'the
Flounder can't do that. Emperor and Pope he can make,
but that is indeed beyond him. I pray thee, control thyself
and remain Pope.'
Then she flew into a terrible rage. Her hair stood on end;
she kicked him and screamed-
'I won't bear it any longer; wilt thou go '
Then he pulled on his trousers and tore away like a madman.
Such a storm was raging that he could hardly keep his feet:
houses and trees quivered and swayed, and mountains trembled,
and the rocks rolled into the sea. The sky was pitchy black;
it thundered and lightened, and the sea ran in black waves
mountains high, crested with white foam. He shrieked out,
but could hardly make himself heard-
'Flounder, Flounder in the sea,
Prythee, hearken unto me:
My Wife, Ilsebil, must have her own will,
And sends me to beg a boon of thee.'
'Now, what does she want ? asked the Flounder.
'Alas,' he said, she wants to be Lord of the Universe.'
Now she must go back to her old hovel; and there she is.'
So there they are to this very day.

The Wren and the


O NCE upon a time, in the summer, a Bear and a Wolf
were taking a walk in a wood when the Bear heard
a bird singing most beautifully, and he said,
'Brother Wolf, what kind of bird is that singing so beauti-
fully ?'
That is the King of the.birds, and we must bow down to it.'
But really it was a Wren.
If that is so,' said the Bear, I should like to see his royal
palace. Come, you must take me to it.'
That's not so easy,' said the Wolf. 'You must wait till
the Queen comes.'
Soon after, the Queen made her appearance, bringing food
in her beak, and the King came with her to feed their little
ones. The Bear would have liked to go in at once, but the
Wolf held him by the sleeve, and said, 'No; now you must
wait till the King and Queen fly away again.'
So they marked the opening of the nest, and trudged on.
But the Bear had no rest till he could see the royal palace,
and before long he went back.
The King and the Queen had gone out again. He peeped
in, and saw five or six young ones lying in the nest.
'Is that the royal palace ?' cried the Bear. 'What a
miserable place And do you mean to say that you are royal
children ? You must be changelings '
When the young Wrens heard this, they were furious, and
shrieked, No, indeed we 're not. Our parents are honest
people; we must have this out with you.'
The Bear and the Wolf were very much frightened. They
turned round and ran home to their dens.


But the young Wrens continued to shriek and scream aloud;
and when their parents came back with more food, they said,
'We won't touch so much as the leg of a fly, even if we starve,
till you tell us whether we are really your lawful children or
not. The Bear has been here calling us names.'
Then said the old King, 'Only be quiet, and this shall be
seen to.'
Thereupon he and his wife the Queen flew off to the Bear
in his den, and called in to him, 'Old Bruin, why have you
been calling our children names ? It will turn out badly
for you, and it will lead to a bloody war between us.'
So war was declared, and all the four-footed animals were
called together-the ox, the ass, the cow, the stag, the roedeer,
and every other creature on the earth.
But the Wren called together every creature which flew in
the air, not only birds both large and small, but also the gnats,
the hornets, the bees, and the flies.
When the time came for the war to begin, the Wren sent
out scouts to discover where the commanding generals of the
enemy were to be found. The gnats were the most cunning
of all. They swarmed in the wood where the enemy were
assembled, and at last they hid themselves under a leaf of the
tree where the orders were being given.
The Bear called the Fox up to him and said, 'You are the
slyest of all the animals, Reynard. You shall be our general,
and lead us.'
'.Very good,' said the Fox; 'but what shall we have for a
signal ?' But nobody could think of anything. Then said
the Fox, 'I have a fine, long, bushy tail, which almost looks
like a red feather brush. When I hold my tail erect, things
are going well, and you must march forward at once; but
if it droops, you must all run away as hard as ever you
When the gnats heard this they flew straight home and told
the Wrens every detail.
When the day broke, all the four-footed animals came




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rushing to the spot where the battle was to take place. They
came with such a tramping that the earth shook.
The Wren and his army also came swarming through the
air; they fluttered and buzzed enough to terrify one. And
then they made for one another.
The Wren sent the Hornet down with orders to seat herself
under the tail of the Fox and to sting him with all her might.
When the Fox felt the first sting he quivered, and raised
one leg in the air; but he bore it bravely, and kept his tail
erect. At the second sting he was forced to let it droop for a
moment, but the third time he could bear it no longer; he
screamed, and down went his tail between his legs. When the
animals saw this they thought all was lost, and off they ran
helter-skelter, as fast as they could go, each to his own den.
So the birds won the battle.
When it was over the King and the Queen flew home to
their children, and cried, 'Children, be happy! Eat and
drink to your hearts' content; we have won the battle.'
But the young Wrens'said, 'We won't eat till the Bear
comes here to make an apology, and says that we are really
and truly your lawful children.'
The Wren flew to the Bear's den, and cried, Old Bruin,
you will have to come and apologise to my children for calling
them names, or else you will have all your ribs broken.'
So in great terror the Bear crept to the nest and apologised,
and at last the young Wrens were satisfied, and they ate and
drank and made merry till far into the night.

The Frog Prince

N the olden time, when wishing was some good, there
lived a King whose daughters were all beautiful, but
the youngest was so lovely that even the sun, that
looked on many things, could not but marvel when he shone
upon her face.
Near the King's palace there was a large dark forest, and in
the forest, under an old lime-tree, was a well. When the day
was very hot the Princess used to go into the forest and sit
upon the edge of this cool well; and when she was tired of
doing nothing she would play with a golden ball, throwing
it up in the air and catching it again, and this was her
favourite game. Now on one occasion it so happened that the
ball did not fall back into her hand stretched up to catch it,
but dropped to the ground and rolled straight into the well.
The Princess followed it with her eyes, but it disappeared,
for the well was so very deep that it was quite impossible to
see the bottom. Then she began to cry bitterly, and nothing
would comfort her.
As she was lamenting in this manner, some one called out to
her, 'What is the matter, Princess ? Your lamentations
would move the heart of a stone.'
She looked round towards the spot whence thq voice came,
and saw a Frog stretching its broad, ugly face out of the water.
'Oh, it's you, is it, old splasher ? I am crying for my
golden ball which has fallen into the water.'
Be quiet then, and stop crying,' answered the Frog. I
know what to do; but what will you give me if I get you back
your plaything ?'
'Whatever you like, you dear old Frog,' she said. My


clothes, my pearls and diamonds, or even the golden crown
upon my head.'
The Frog answered, I care neither for your clothes, your
pearls and diamonds, nor even your golden crown; but if
you will be fond of me, and let me be your playmate, sit By
you at table, eat out of your plate, drink out of your cup, and
sleep in your little bed-if you will promise to do all this, I
will go down and fetch your ball.'
'I will promise anything you like to ask, if only you will
get me back my ball.'
She thought, 'What is the silly old Frog chattering about ?
He lives in the well, croaking with his mates, and he can't be
the companion of a human being.'
As soon as the Frog received her promise, he ducked his
head under the water and disappeared. After a little while,
back he came with the ball in his mouth, and threw it on to the
grass beside her.
The Princess was full of joy when she saw her pretty toy
again, picked it up, and ran off with it.
'Wait, wait,' cried the Frog. 'Take me with you; I can't
run as fast as you can.'
But what was the good of his crying' Croak, croak,' as loud
as he could ? She did not listen to him, but hurried home,
and forgot all about the poor Frog; and he had to go back
to his well.
The next day, as she was sitting at dinner with the King
and all the courtiers, eating out of her golden plate, something
came flopping up the stairs, flip, flap, flip, flap. When it
reached the top it knocked at the door, and cried : Youngest
daughter of the King, you must let me in.' She ran to see
who it was. When she opened the door and saw the Frog she
shut it again very quickly, and went back to the table, for she
was very much frightened.
The King saw that her heart was beating very fast, and he
said: My child, what is the matter ? Is there a giant at the
door wanting to take you away ? '

Oh no she said: 'it's not a giant, but a hideous Frog.'
What does the Frog want with you ? '
'Oh, father dear, last night, when I was playing by the well
in the forest, my golden ball fell into the water. And I cried,
and the Frog got it out for me; and then, because he insisted
on it, I promised that he should be my playmate. But I
never thought that he would come out of the water, but there
he is, and he wants to come in to me.'
He knocked at the door for the second time, and sang-
Youngest daughter of the King,
Take me up, I sing;
Know'st thou not what yesterday
Thou to me didst say
By the well in forest dell.
Youngest daughter of the King,
Take me up, I sing.'
Then said the King, 'What you have promised you must
perform. Go and open the door for him.'
So she opened the door, and the Frog shuffled in, keeping
close to her feet, till he reached her chair. Then he cried,
' Lift me up beside you.' She hesitated, till the King ordered
her to do it. When the Frog was put on the chair, he
demanded to be placed upon the table, and then he said,
'Push your golden plate nearer that we may eat together.'
She did as he asked her, but very unwillingly, as could easily
be seen. The Frog made a good dinner, but the Princess
could not swallow a morsel. At last he said, 'I have eaten
enough, and I am tired, carry me into your bedroom and
arrange your silken bed, that we may go to sleep.'
The Princess began to cry, for she was afraid of the clammy
Frog, which she did not dare to touch, and which was now to
sleep in her pretty little silken bed. But the King grew very
angry, and said, You must not despise any one who has
helped you in your need.'
So she seized him with two fingers, and carried him upstairs,
where she put him in a corner of her room. When she got into



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bed, he crept up to her, and said, 'I am tired, and I want to go
to sleep as well as you. Lift me up, or I will tell your father.'
She was very angry, picked him up, and threw him with
all her might against the wall, saying, 'You may rest there
as well as you can, you hideous Frog.' But when he fell to the
ground, he was no longer a hideous Frog, but a handsome
Prince with beautiful friendly eyes.
And at her father's wish he became her beloved companion
and husband. He told her that he had been bewitched by a
wicked fairy, and nobody could have released him from the
spells but she herself.
Next morning, when the sun rose, a coach drove up drawn
by eight milk-white horses, with white ostrich plumes on their
heads, and golden harness. Behind stood faithful Henry, the
Prince's body-servant. The faithful fellow had been so
distressed when his master was changed into a Frog, that he
had caused three iron bands to be placed round his heart, lest
it should break from grief and pain.
The coach had come to carry the young pair back into the
Prince's own kingdom. The faithful Henry helped both of
them into the coach and mounted again behind, delighted at
his master's deliverance.
They had only gone a little way when the Prince heard
a cracking behind him, as if something were breaking. He
turned round, and cried-
"Henry, the coach is giving way !"
"No, Sir, the coach is safe, I say,
A band from my heart has falPn in twain,
For long I suffered woe and pain,
While you a frog within a well
Enchanted were by witch's spell "'
Once more he heard the same snapping and cracking, and
then again. The Prince thought it must be some part of the
carriage giving way, but it was only the bands round faithful
Henry's heart which were snapping, because of his great joy
at his master's deliverance and happiness.

The Cat and Mouse in Partnership

A CAT once made the
A acquaintance of a
Mouse, and she said
/ \ so much to it about her love
and friendship that at last
the Mouse agreed to go into
i partnership and live with her.
'We must take precau-
.tions for the winter,' said the
Cat, 'or we shall suffer from
hunger. You, little Mouse,
dare not venture everywhere,
and in the end you will get
me into a fix.'
S. _____So the good advice was
followed, and a pot of fat
was purchased. They did not know where to keep it, but,
after much deliberation, the Cat said, 'I know no place where
it would be safer than in the church; nobody dare venture
to take anything there. We will put it under the altar, and
will not touch it till we are obliged to.'
So the pot was deposited in safety; but, before long, the
Cat began to hanker after it, and said to the Mouse:
Oh, little Mouse, my cousin has asked me to be godmother.
She has brought a son into the world. He is white, with
brown spots; and I am to hold him at the font. Let me go
out to-day, and you stay alone to look after the house.'
Oh yes,' said the Mouse, by all means go; and if you
have anything nice to eat, think of me. I would gladly have
a drop of sweet raspberry wine myself.'

Now there wasn't a word of truth in all this. The Cat had
no cousin, and she had not been invited to be godmother at
all. She went straight to the church, crept to the pot of fat,
and began to lick it, and she licked and licked the whole of the
top off it. Then she took a stroll on the house-tops and re-
flected on her proceedings, after which she stretched herself in
the sun, and wiped her whiskers every time she thought of
the pot of fat. She did not go home till evening.
Oh, there you are again,' said the Mouse; you must have
had a merry time.'
Oh, well enough,' answered the Cat.
'What kind of name was given to the child ?' asked the
Top-off,' answered the Cat, drily.
Top-off !' cried the Mouse. What an extraordinary
name; is it a common one in your family ? '
What does it matter I said the Cat. It's not worse
than crumbstealers, as your godchildren are called.'
Not long after the Cat was again overcome by her desires.
She said to the Mouse, 'You must oblige me again by looking
after the house alone. For the second time I have been asked
to be sponsor, and, as the child has a white ring round its neck,
I can't refuse.'
The good little Mouse was quite ready to oblige, and the
Cat stole away behind the city walls to the church, and ate
half of the pot of fat. Nothing tastes better,' she said, than
what one eats by oneself'; and she was quite satisfied with
her day's work. When she got home, the Mouse asked what
this child had been named.
What do you say ? I have never heard such a name in
my life. I don't believe you would find it in the calendar.'
Soon the Cat's mouth watered again for the dainty morsel.
'Good things always come in threes,' she said to the Mouse;
'again I am to stand sponsor. This child is quite black, with
big white paws, but not another white hair on its body. Such
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a thing only occurs once in a few years. You will let me go
out again, won't you ? '
Top-off I Half-gone They are such curious names;
they set me thinking.'
'You sit at home in your dark grey velvet coat,' said the
Cat, 'getting your head full of fancies. It all comes of not
going out in the daytime.'
During the Cat's absence, the Mouse cleared up and made
the house tidy; but the greedy Cat ate up all the fat. When
it's all gone, one can be at peace,' said she to herself, as she
went home, late at night, fat and satiated.
The Mouse immediately asked what name had been given
to the third child.
'I don't suppose it will please you any better,' said the
Cat. 'He is called All-gone '
All-gone I exclaimed the Mouse. I have never seen it
in print. All-gone I What is the meaning of it ? '
She shook her head, rolled herself up, and went to sleep.
From this time nobody asked the Cat to be sponsor. But
when the winter came, and it grew very difficult to get food, the
Mouse remembered their store, and said,' Come, Cat, we will go to
our pot of fat which we have saved up; won't it be good now ?'
'Yes, indeed I' answered the Cat; 'it will do you just as
much good as putting your tongue out of the window.'
They started off to the church, and when they got there
they found the fat-pot still in its place, but it was quite empty.
'Alas,' said the Mouse, 'now I see it all. Everything has
come to the light of day. You have indeed been a true friend I
You ate it all up when you went to be godmother. First
Top-off, then Half-gone, then-'
'Hold your tongue,' cried the Cat. Another word, and
I '11 eat you too.'
But the unfortunate Mouse had All-gone' on its lips, and
hardly had it come out than the Cat made a spring, seized
the Mouse, and gobbled it up.
Now, that's the way of the world, you see.


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The Raven

T HERE was once a Queen who had a little daughter still
in arms.
One day the child was naughty, and would not be
quiet, whatever her mother might say.
So she grew impatient, and as the Ravens were flying round
the castle, she opened the window, and said : I wish you were
a Raven, that you might fly away, and then I should' have
She had hardly said the words, when the child was changed
into a Raven, and flew out of the window.
She flew straight into a dark wood, and her parents did not
know what had become of her.
iOne day a Man was passing through this wood and heard
the Raven calling.
When he was near enough, the Raven said: I am a Prin-
cess by birth, and I am bewitched, but you can deliver me from
the spell.'
'What must I do ? asked he.
Go further into the wood,' she said, and you will come to
a house with an old Woman in it, who will offer you food and
drink. But you must not take any. If you eat or drink what
she offers you, you will fall into a deep sleep, and then you will
never be able to deliver me. There is a great heap of tan in the
garden behind the house; you must stand on it and wait for
me. I will come for three days in a coach drawn by four
horses which, on the first day, will be white, on the second,
chestnut, and on the last, black. If you are not awake, I shall
not be delivered.'


The Man promised to do everything that she asked.
But the Raven said: Alas II know' that you will not
deliver me. You will take what the Woman offers you, and I
shall never be freed from the spell.'
He promised once more not to touch either the food or the
drink. But when he reached the house, the Old Woman said
to him: 'Poor man I How tired you are. Come and refresh
yourself. Eat and drink.'
'No,' said the Man; I will neither eat nor drink.'
But she persisted, and said: 'Well, if you won't eat, take
a sip out of the glass. One sip is nothing.'
Then he yielded, and took a little sip.
About two o'clock he went down into the garden, and stood
on the tan-heap to wait for the Raven. All at once he became
so tired that he could not keep on his feet, and lay down for a
moment, not meaning to go to sleep. But he had hardly
stretched himself out, before his eyelids closed, and he fell fast
asleep. He slept so soundly, that nothing in the world could
have awakened him.
At two o'clock the Raven came, drawn by her four white
horses. But she was already very sad, for she said: 'I know
he is asleep.'
She alighted from the carriage, went to him, shook him, and
called him, but he did not wake.
Next day at dinner-time the Old Woman came again, and
brought him food and drink; but again he refused to touch it.
But she left him no peace, till at last she induced him to take a
sip from the glass.
Towards two o'clock he again went into the garden, and
stood on the tan-heap, meaning to wait for the Raven. But he
suddenly became so tired, that he sank down and fell into a
deep sleep.
When the Raven drove up with her chestnut horses, she
was very mournful, and said: 'I know he is asleep.'
She went to him, but he was fast asleep, and she could not
wake him.


Next day the Old Woman said: 'What is the meaning of
this ? If you don't eat or drink you will die.'
He said : I must not, and I will not either eat or drink.'
She put the dish of food and the glass of wine before him,
and when the scent of the wine reached him, he could withstand
it no longer, and took a good draught.
When the time came he went into the garden and stood on
the tan-heap and waited for the Raven. But he was more
tired than.ever, lay down and slept like a log.
At two o'clock the Raven came, drawn by four black horses,
the coach and everything about it was black. She herself was
in the deepest mourning, and said: 'Alas! I know he is
She shook him, and called him, but she could not wake
Finding her efforts in vain, she placed a loaf beside him, a
piece of meat, and a bottle of wine. Then she took a golden
ring on which her name was engraved, and put it on his finger.
Lastly, she laid a letter by him, saying that the bread, the
meat, and the wine were inexhaustible. She also said-
'I see that you cannot deliver me here, but if you still
wish to do so, come to the Golden Castle of Stromberg. I
know that it is still in your power.'
Then she seated herself in her coach again, and drove to
the Golden Castle of Stromberg.
When the Man woke and found that he had been asleep,
his heart grew heavy, and he said: She certainly must have
passed, and I have not delivered her.'
Then his eyes fell on the things lying by him, and he read
the letter which told him all that had occurred.
So he got up and went away to find the Golden Castle of
Stromberg, but he had no idea where to find it.
When he had wandered about for a long time he came to a
dark wood whence he could not find his way out.
After walking about in it for a fortnight, he lay down one
night under a bush to sleep, for he was very tired. But he


beard such lamentations and howling that he could not go to
Then he saw a light glimmering in the distance and went
towards it. When he reached it, he found that it came from

The Golden Castle ofStromberg.
a house which looked very tiny because a huge Giant was
standing at the door.
He thought: If I go in and the Giant sees me, I shan't
escape with my life.'


But at last he ventured to go forward.
When the Giant saw him, he said: 'It's a good thing you
have appeared. I have had nothing to eat for an age. I will
just swallow you for my supper.'
You had better let me alone,' said the Man. 'I shan't
let myself be swallowed in a hurry. If you only want some-
thing to eat, I have plenty here to satisfy you.'
'If you are speaking the truth,' said the Giant, 'you may
be quite easy. I was only going to eat you because I had
nothing else.'
Then they went in and sat down at the table, and the Man
produced the bread, the meat, and the wine, which were
This just suits me,' said the Giant. And he ate as much
as ever he could.
The Man said to him : Can't you tell me where to find the
Golden Castle ?'
The Giant said: 'I will look at my map. Every town,
village, and house is marked upon it.'
He fetched the map, but the castle was not to be
It doesn't matter,' he said. 'I have a bigger map up-
stairs in my chest; we will look for it there.'
At last the Golden Castle was discovered, but it was many
thousands of miles away.
How am I ever to get there ? asked the Man.
The Giant said : I have a couple of hours to spare. I will
carry you near it. But then I must come back to look after
my wife and child.'
Then the Giant transported him to within a hundred miles
of the Castle, and said : You will be able to find your way from
here alone.' Then he went back; and the Man went on, till at
last he came to the Golden Castle.
It stood on a mountain of glass, and the bewitched Maiden
drove round and round it every day in her coach.
He was delighted to see her again, and wanted to go to her


at once. But when he tried to climb the mountain, he found
it was so slippery, that he slid back at every step.
When he found he could not reach her, he grew very sad,
and said to himself : 'I will stay down here and wait for her.'
So he built himself a little hut, and lived in it for a whole
year. He could see the Princess above, driving round the castle
every day, but he could never get to her.
Then one day he saw three Robbers fighting, and called out
to them : 'God be with you '
They stopped at the
sound of his voice, but,
seeing nothing, they
began to fight again.
Thenhe cried again:
'God be with you '
They stopped, and
looked about, but, see-
ing no one, went on
Then he cried for
the third time: God
be with you !'
Again they stopped i
and looked about, but,
as there was no one
visible, they fell to more One day he saw three Robbers fighting.
savagely than ever.
He said to himself: 'I must go and see what it is all
He went up and asked them why they were fighting.
One of them said he had found a stick which made any door
fly open which it touched.
The second said he had found a cloak which made him
invisible when he wore it.
The third said he had caught a horse which could go any-
where, even up the mountain of glass.


They could not decide whether these things should be
common property or whether they should divide them.
Then said the Man : I will exchange them with you if you
like. I have no money, but I have something more valuable.
First, however, I must test your things to see if you are speaking
the truth.'
They let him get on to the horse, put on the cloak, and take
the stick in his hand. When he had got them all, he was
nowhere to be seen.
Then he gave them each a sound drubbing, and said:
'There, you have your deserts, you bears. You may be
satisfied with that.'
Then he rode up the glass mountain, and when he reached
the castle he found the gate was shut. He touched it with his
stick and it flew open.
He went in and straight up the stairs into the gallery where
the Maiden sat with a golden cup of wine before her.
But she could not see him because he had the cloak on.
He took the ring she had given him, and dropped it into the
cup, where-it fell with a clink.
She cried : 'That is my ring. The Man who is to deliver
me must be here.'
They searched for him all over the castle, but could not find
him, for he had gone outside, taken off the cloak, and mounted
his horse.
;When the people came to the gate and saw him, they raised
cries of joy.
He dismounted and took the Princess in his arms. She
kissed him, and said: 'Now you have delivered me, and
to-morrow we will celebrate our marriage.'

The Adventures of Chanticleer
and Partlet

C IIANTICLEER said to Partlet one day, 'The nuts
must be ripe; now we will go up the hill together
and have a good feast before the squirrel carries them
all off.'
'All right,' said Partlet, 'come along; we 'll have a fine
time.' So they went away up the hill, and, as it was a bright
day, they stayed till evening.
Now whether they really had grown fat, or whether it was
merely pride, I do not know, but, whatever the reason, they
would not walk home, and Chanticleer had to make a little
carriage of nut-shells. When it was ready, Partlet took her
seat in it, and said to Chanticleer, 'Now you get between the
That's all very fine,' said Chanticleer,' but I would sooner
go home on foot than put myself in harness. I will sit on the
box and drive, but draw it myself I never will.'
As they were squabbling over this, a Duck quacked out,
'You thievish folk I Who told you to come to my nut-hill ?
Just you wait, you will suffer for it.'
Then she rushed at Chanticleer with open bill, but he was
not to be taken by surprise, and fell upon her with his spurs
till she cried out for mercy. At last she allowed herself to be
harnessed to the carriage. Chanticleer seated himself on the
box as coachman, and cried out unceasingly, 'Now, Duck,
run as fast as you can.'
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Passengers, a Pin and a Needle. They called out, 'Stop I
stop I' They said it would soon be pitch dark, and they
couldn't walk a step further, the road was so dirty; might
they not have a lift ? They had been to the Tailor's Inn by
the gate, and had lingered over their beer.
As they were both very thin, and did not take up much
room, Chanticleer allowed them to get in, but he made them
promise not to tread either on his toes, or on Partlet's. Late in
the evening they came to an inn, and as they did not want to
drive any further in the dark, and the Duck was getting rather
uncertain on her feet, tumbling from side to side, they drove in.
The Landlord at first made many objections to having
them, and said the house was already full; perhaps he thought
they were not very grand folk. But at last, by dint of
persuasive words, and promising him the egg which Mrs.
Partlet had laid on the way, and also that he should keep the
Duck, who laid an egg every day, he consented to let them
stay the night.
Then they had a meal served to them, and feasted, and
passed the time in rioting.
In the early dawn, before it grew light, and every one was
asleep, Partlet woke up Chanticleer, fetched the egg, pecked
a hole in it, and between them they ate it all up, and threw the
shells on to the hearth. Then they went to the Needle, which
was still asleep, seized it by the head and stuck it in the cushion
of the Landlord's arm-chair; the Pin they stuck in his towel,
and then, without more ado, away they flew over the heath.
The Duck, which preferred to sleep in the open air, and had
stayed in the yard, heard them whizzing by, and bestirred
herself. She found a stream, and swam away down it; it
was a much quicker way to get on than being harnessed to a
A couple of hours later, the Landlord, who was the first
to leave his pillow, got up and washed. When he took up the
towel to dry himself, he scratched his face and made a long
red line from ear to ear. Then he went to the kitchen to light


his pipe, but when he stooped over the hearth the egg-shells
flew into his eye.
'Everything goes to my head this morning,' he said
angrily, as he dropped on to the cushion of his Grandfather's
arm-chair. But he quickly bounded up again, and shouted,
'Gracious me I' for the Needle had run into him, and this
time not in the head. He grew furious, and his suspicions
immediately fell on the guests who had come in so late the
night before. When he went to look for them, they were
nowhere to be seen. Then he swore never to take such
ragamuffins into his house again; for they ate a great deal,
paid nothing, and played tricks, by way of thanks, into the


ANOTHER day, when Partlet and Chanticleer were about to take
a journey, Chanticleer built a fine carriage with four red
wheels, and harnessed four little mice to it. Mrs. Partlet
seated herself in it with Chanticleer, and they drove off together.
Before long they met a Cat. Whither away ? said she.
Chanticleer answered-
All on our way
A visit to pay
To Mr. Korbes at his house to-day.
'Take me with you,' said the Cat.
Chanticleer answered, 'With pleasure; sit down behind,
so that you don't fall out forwards.'
'My wheels so red, pray have a care
From any splash of mud to spare.
Little wheels hurry!
Little mice scurry!
All on our way
A visit to pay
To Mr. Korbes at his house to-day.'


Then came a Millstone, an Egg, a Duck, a Pin, and, last
of all, a Needle. They all took their places in the carriage
and went with the rest.
But when they arrived at Mr. Korbes' house, he wasn't in.
The mice drew the carriage into the coach-house, Partlet and
Chanticleer flew on to a perch, the Cat sat down by the fire,
the Duck lay down by the well-pole. The Egg rolled itself
up in the towel, the Pin stuck itself into the cushion, the
Needle sprang into the pillow on the bed, and the Millstone
laid itself over the door.
When Mr. Korbes came home, and went to the hearth to
make a fire, the Cat threw ashes into his face. He ran into the
kitchen to wash, and the Duck squirted water into his face;
seizing the towel to dry himself, the Egg rolled out, broke,
and stuck up one of his eyes. He wanted to rest, and sat down
in his arm-chair, when the Pin pricked him. He grew very
angry, threw himself on the bed and laid his head on the
pillow, when the Needle ran into him and made him cry out.
In a fury he wanted to rush into the open air, but when he
got to the door, the Millstone fell on his head and killed him.
What a bad man Mr. Korbes must have been 1

PARTLET and Chanticleer went to the nut-hill on another
occasion, and they arranged that whichever of them found
a nut should share it with the other.
Partlet found a huge nut, but said nothing about it, and
meant to eat it all herself; but the kernel was so big that she
could not swallow it. It stuck in her throat, and she was
afraid she would be choked. She shrieked, 'Chanticleer,
Chanticleer, run and fetch some water as fast as you can, or
I shall choke '
So Chanticleer ran as fast as he could to the Well, and
said, 'Well, Well, you must give me some water! Partlet