Front Cover
 Half Title
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Hans in Luck
 The Travelling Musicians
 The Golden Bird
 The Fisherman and His Wife
 The Tom-Tit and the Bear
 The Twelve Dancing Princesses
 Tom Thumb
 The Grateful Beasts
 Jorinda and Jorindel
 The Wonderful Musician
 The Queen Bee
 The Dog and the Sparrow
 Frederick and Catherine
 Three Children of Fortune
 King Grisly-Beard
 The Adventures of Chanticleer and...
 The Elves and the Shoemaker
 The Turnip
 Old Sultan
 The Lady and the Lion
 The Jew in the Bush
 The King of the Golden Mountai...
 The Golden Goose
 Mrs. Fox
 Hansel and Grettel
 The Giant with the Three Golden...
 The Frog Prince
 The Fox and the Horse
 Directions to the Binder
 Back Cover


German popular stories
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 Material Information
Title: German popular stories
Physical Description: 2 v. : illus. ; 20 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Grimm, Jacob, 1785-1863
Grimm, Wilhelm, 1786-1859
Cruikshank, George, 1792-1878
Frowde, Henry, 1841-1927
James Robins & Co
Joseph Robins Jun. & Co
Publisher: H. Frowde
Place of Publication: London
Publication Date: 1904
Subjects / Keywords: Fairy tales -- 1904
Fairy tales -- 1826
Fairy tales -- 1823
Bldn -- 1904
Bldn -- 1823
Bldn -- 1826
Genre: Fairy tales
fiction   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
England -- London
Ireland -- Dublin
Statement of Responsibility: translated from the Kinder und Hans Märchen. Collected by M.M. Grimm from oral tradition.
General Note: Volume 1 is a facsimile reprint of the 1823 edition published in London by C. Baldwyn and v. 2 a facsimile reprint of the 1826 edition published in London by James Robins & Co. and in Dublin by Joseph Robins Jun. & Co.
General Note: Plates by George Cruikshank.
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Half Title
        Half Title
    Front Matter
        page i
    Title Page
        page ii
        page iii
        page iv
        page v
        page vi
        page vii
        page viii
        page ix
        page x
        page xi
        page xii
        page xiii
    Hans in Luck
        page 1
        page 2
        page 3
        page 4
        page 5
        page 6
        page 7
        page 8
    The Travelling Musicians
        page 9
        page 10
        page 11
        page 12
        page 12a
        page 13
        page 14
        page 15
    The Golden Bird
        page 16
        page 17
        page 18
        page 19
        page 20
        page 20a
        page 21
        page 22
        page 23
        page 24
        page 25
        page 26
    The Fisherman and His Wife
        page 27
        page 28
        page 29
        page 30
        page 31
        page 32
        page 33
        page 34
        page 35
        page 36
        page 37
    The Tom-Tit and the Bear
        page 38
        page 39
        page 40
        page 41
        page 42
    The Twelve Dancing Princesses
        page 43
        page 44
        page 45
        page 46
        page 47
        page 48
        page 49
        page 50
        page 51
        page 52
        page 53
        page 54
        page 55
        page 56
    Tom Thumb
        page 57
        page 58
        page 59
        page 60
        page 61
        page 62
        page 63
        page 64
        page 65
        page 66
        page 67
    The Grateful Beasts
        page 68
        page 69
        page 70
        page 71
        page 72
        page 73
        page 74
    Jorinda and Jorindel
        page 75
        page 76
        page 77
        page 78
        page 79
        page 80
        page 80a
    The Wonderful Musician
        page 81
        page 82
        page 83
        page 84
        page 84a
        page 85
    The Queen Bee
        Page 86
        Page 87
        Page 88
        Page 89
    The Dog and the Sparrow
        Page 90
        Page 91
        Page 92
        Page 93
        Page 94
        Page 95
    Frederick and Catherine
        Page 96
        Page 97
        Page 98
        Page 99
        Page 100
        Page 101
        Page 102
        Page 103
        Page 104
        Page 105
    Three Children of Fortune
        Page 106
        Page 107
        Page 108
        Page 109
        Page 110
    King Grisly-Beard
        Page 111
        Page 112
        Page 113
        Page 114
        Page 115
        Page 116
        Page 117
    The Adventures of Chanticleer and Partlet
        Page 118
        Page 119
        Page 120
        Page 121
        Page 122
        Page 123
        Page 124
        Page 125
        Page 126
        Page 127
        Page 128
        Page 129
        Page 130
        Page 131
        Page 132
        Page 133
        Page 134
        Page 135
        Page 136
        Page 137
        Page 138
        Page 139
    The Elves and the Shoemaker
        Page 140
        Page 141
        Page 142
        Page 142a
    The Turnip
        Page 143
        Page 144
        Page 145
        Page 146
        Page 147
        Page 148
        Page 148a
    Old Sultan
        Page 149
        Page 150
        Page 151
        Page 152
    The Lady and the Lion
        Page 153
        Page 154
        Page 155
        Page 156
        Page 157
        Page 158
        Page 159
        Page 160
        Page 161
        Page 162
    The Jew in the Bush
        Page 163
        Page 164
        Page 165
        Page 166
        Page 167
        Page 168
        Page 168a
    The King of the Golden Mountain
        Page 169
        Page 170
        Page 171
        Page 172
        Page 173
        Page 174
        Page 175
        Page 176
        Page 177
    The Golden Goose
        Page 178
        Page 178a
        Page 179
        Page 180
        Page 181
        Page 182
        Page 182a
        Page 183
    Mrs. Fox
        Page 184
        Page 185
        Page 186
        Page 187
    Hansel and Grettel
        Page 188
        Page 189
        Page 190
        Page 191
        Page 192
        Page 193
        Page 194
    The Giant with the Three Golden Hairs
        Page 195
        Page 196
        Page 197
        Page 198
        Page 199
        Page 200
        Page 201
        Page 202
        Page 203
        Page 204
    The Frog Prince
        Page 205
        Page 206
        Page 207
        Page 208
        Page 209
    The Fox and the Horse
        Page 210
        Page 211
        Page 212
        Page 213
        Page 214
        Page 215
        Page 216
        Page 216a
        Page 217
    Directions to the Binder
        Page 218
        Page 219
        Page 220
        Page 221
        Page 222
        Page 223
        Page 224
        Page 225
        Page 226
        Page 227
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        Page 235
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        Page 239
        Page 240
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
Full Text

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"Now you must imagine me to sit by a good fire,
amongst a company of good fellowes, over a well spiced
wasselbowle of Christmas ale, telling of these merrie tales
whichhereafterfollowe."-Pref. toHist. of "Tom Thumbe
the Little."--1621.

This facsimile reprint, -published by HENRY FROWDE in
November 1904, is limited to Two Hundred and Fifty
numbered copies, of which this is No. /4f.

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PubLihed, ly C. Baldwy jnryeate Street

LRe-Oss byHe owde.90
Re-issued by Henry Frowde.1904.


THE Translators were first induced to compile
this little work by the eager relish with which a
few of the tales were received bythe young friends
to whom they were narrated. In this feeling the
Translators, however, do not hesitate to avow
their own participation. Popular fictions and
traditions are somewhat gone out of fashion; yet
most will own them to be associated with the
brightest recollections of their youth. They are,
like the Christmas Pantomime, ostensibly brought
forth to ticklethepalate ofthe young, butare often
received with as keen an appetite by those of
graver years. There is, at least, a debt of grati-
tude due to these ancient friends and comforters.
To follow the words of the author from whom the
motto in the title-page is selected, They have
been the revivers of drowzy age at midnight; old
and young havewith such tales chimed mattins till


the cock crew in the morning; batchelors and
maides have compassed the Christmas fire-block
till the curfew bell rang candle out; the old shep-
heard and the young plow-boy aftertheirdaye'sla-
bor, have carold out the same to make them mer-
rye with; and who but they have made long nights
seem short, and heavy,toyles easie?"
But the amusement of the hour was not the
translators' only object. The rich collection from
which the following tales are selected, is very in-
teresting in a literary point of view, as affording
a new proof of the wide and early diffusion of these
Sgay creations of the imagination, apparently flow-
ingfrom some great and mysterious fountainhead,
whence Calmuck, Russian, Celt, Scandinavian,
and German, in their various ramifications, have
imbibed their earliest lessons of moral instruction.
The popular tales of England have been too
much neglected. They are nearly discarded from
the libraries of childhood. Philosophy is made the
companion of the nursery: we have lisping che-
mists and leading-string mathematicians: this is
the age of reason, not of imagination; and the
loveliest dreams of fairy innocence are consider-
ed as vain and frivolous. Much might be urged
against this rigid and philosophic (or rather unphi-
losophic) exclusion of works of fancy and fiction.


Our imagination is surely as susceptible of im-
provement by exercise, as our judgement or our
memory; and so long as such fictions only are
presented to the young mind as do not interfere
with the important department of moral edu-
cation, a beneficial effect must be produced by the
pleasurable employment of a faculty in which so
much of our happiness in every period of life con-
It is, however, probably owing merely to acci-
dental causes that some countries have carefully
preserved their ancient stores of fiction,while here
they have been suffered to pass to oblivion or
corruption, notwithstanding the patriotic example
of a few such names as Hearne, Spelman, and Le
Neve, who did not disdain to turn towards them
the light of their carefully trimmed lamp, scanty
and ill-furnished as it often was. A very interest-
ing and ingenious article in the Quarterly Review,
(No. XLI.) to which the Translators readily ac-
knowledge theirparticularobligations,recently at-
tracted attention to the subject, and has shown
how wide a field is open, interesting to the anti-
quarian as well as to the reader who only seeks
The collection from which the following Tales
are taken is one of great extent, obtained for the


most part from the mouths of German peasants
bythe indefatigable exertions of Johnand William
Grimm, brothers in kindred and taste.-The re-
sult of theirlabours ought tobe peculiarlyinterest-..
ing to English readers, inasmuch as many of their
national tales are provedto be of thehighest North-
ern antiquity, and common to the parallel classes
of societyin countries whose populations have been
long and widely disjoined. Strange to say,"Jack,
commonly called the Giant-killer, and Thomas
Thumb," as the reviewer observes, "landed in
England from the very same hulls and war ships
which conveyed Hengist and Horsa,and Ebba the
Saxon." Who would have expected that Whit-
tington and his Cat, whose identity and London
citizenship appeared so certain;-Tom Thumb,
whose parentage Hearne had traced, and whose
monumental honourswere the boast of Lincoln;-
or the Giant-destroyer of Tylney, whose bones
were supposed to moulder in his native village in
Norfolk, should be equally renowned among the
humblest inhabitants of Munster and Paderborn ?
A careful comparison would probably establish
many other coincidences. The sports and songs
of children, to which MM. Grimm have directed
considerable attention, often excite surprise at
their striking resemblance to the usages of our


own country. We wish, with Leucadio Doblado,
speaking of Spanish popular sports, "that anti-
quarians were a more jovial and volatile race, and
that some one would trace up these amusements
to their common source," if such a thing were
possible, or at any rate would point out their af-
finities. A remarkable coincidence occurs in the
German song to the Lady-bird or "Marien-wiirm-
chen." The secondversealone has been preserved
in England; but it is singular that the burthen of
the song should have been so long preserved in
countries whose inhabitants have been so com-
pletely separated. The whole song, which is to be
found in Wunderhorn, i. 235, may be thus trans-
Lady-bird! Lady-bird! pretty one! stay:
Come sit on my finger, so happy and gay;
With me shall no mischief betide thee;
No harm would I do thee, no foeman is near:
I only would gaze on thy beauties so dear,
Those beautiful winglets beside thee.
Lady-bird! Lady-bird! fly away home,
Thy house is a-fire, thy children will roam;
List! list! to their cry and bewailing:
The pitiless spider is weaving their doom,
Then, Lady-bird! Lady-bird! fly away home;
Hark hark! to thy children's bewailing.


Fly back again, back again, Lady-bird dear!
Thy neighbours will merrily welcome thee here,
With them shall no perils attend thee;
They'll guard thee so safely from danger or care,
They'll gaze on thy beautiful winglets so fair,
And comfort, and love, and befriend thee.
The valuable notes and dissertations added by
MM. Grimm to their work, have principally for
their object to establish the connexion between
many of these traditions and the ancient mytho-
logical fables of the Scandinavian and Teutonic
nations. "In these popular stories," they are
sanguine enough to believe, "is concealed the
pure and primitive mythology of the Teutons,
which has been considered as lost for ever; and
theyare convinced,that if such researches are con-
tinued in the different districts of Germany, the
traditions of this nature which are now neglected,
will change into treasures of incredible worth, and
assist in affording a new basis for the study of the
origin of their ancient poetical fictions." On these
points their illustrations, though sometimes over-
strained, are often highly interesting and satisfac-
tory. Perhaps more attention might have been
directed to illustrate the singular admixture of
oriental incidents of fairy and romance, with the
ruder features of Northern fable; and particularly


to inform us how far the well-known vehicles of
the lighter southern fictions were current at an
early period in Germany. It often seems difficult
to account for the currency, among the peasantry
on the shores of the Baltic and the forests of the
Hartz, of fictions which would seem to belong to
the Entertainments of the Arabians, yet involved
in legends referable to the highest Teutonic origin.
But it is curious to observe that this connexion
between the popular tales of remote and uncon-
nected regions, is equally remarkable in the rich-
est collection of traditionary narrative which any
country can boast.; we mean the "Pentamerone,
over Trattenemiento de li Piccerille," (" Fun for
the Little Ones,") published by Giov. Battista Ba-
sile, very early in the 17th century, from the old
stories current among the Neapolitans. It is sin-
gular that the German and the Neapolitan tales,
'though the latter were till lately quite unknown
to foreigners, and never translated out of the
Italian tongues,) bear the strongest and most
minute resemblances. The French fairytales that
have become so popular, were chiefly taken from
" The Nights (Notti piacevoli) of Strapparola,"
published first in 1550; but in his collection such
fictions occupy no prominent and apparently only
an accidental station, the bulk of the tales being of


what may be called the Classical Italian Schoo1.
The Pentamerone was drawn from original sources,
and probably compiled without any knowledge of
Strapparola, although the latter is precedent in
date. The two works have only four pieces in
common. Mr. Dunlop would add greatly to the
value of his excellent work on fiction, if he would
include in his inquiries this most interestingbranch
ofpopular entertainment, towhich Sir Walter Scott
has already pointed in his notes to "The Lady of
the Lake."
Among the most pleasing of the German tales
are those in which animals support the lead-
ing characters. They are perhaps more vene-
rable in their origin than the heroic and fairy
tales. They are not only amusing by their playful
and dramatic character, but instructive by the pu-
rity of their morality. None bear more strongly
the impress of a remote Eastern original, both in
their principles and their form of conveying in-
struction. Justice always prevails, active talent
is every where successful, the amiable and gene-
rops qualities are brought forward to excite the
sympathies of the reader, and in the end are con--
stantly rewarded by triumph over lawless power.
It will be observed as a peculiarity of the Ger-
man fables, that they introduce even inanimate


objects among their actors, a circumstance some-
times attended with considerable effect. Even
the sun, the moon, and the winds, form part of
the dramatic persona.
The Translators can do little more than di-
rect the attention of the curious reader to the
source whence they have selected their mate-
rials. The nature and immediate design of the
present publication exclude the introduction of
some of those stories which would, in a literary
point of view, be most curious. With a view to
variety, they have wished rather to avoid than
to select those, the leading incidents of which are
already familiar to the English reader, and have
therefore oftendeprived themselves of the interest
which comparison would afford. There were also
many stories of great merit, and tending highly to
the elucidationof ancient mythology, customs, and
opinions, which the scrupulous fastidiousness of
modern taste, especially in works likely to attract
the attention of youth, warned them to pass by.
If they should ever be encouraged to resume their
task, they might undertake it with different and
more serious objects. In those tales which they
have selected they had proposed to make no al-
teration whatever; but in a few instances they
have been compelled to depart in some degree


fr6m their purpose. They have, however, endea-
voured to notice these variations in the notes, and
in most cases the alteration consists merely in the
curtailment of adventures or circumstances not af-
fecting the main plot or character of the story.
A fewbrief notes are added; but the Translators
trust itwill always be borne in mind, that theirlittle
work makes no literary pretensions; that its im-
mediate design precludes the subjects most attrac-
tive as matters of research; and that professedly
critical dissertations would therefore be out of
place. Their object in what they have done in this
department,has been merelyto direct attention to
a subject little noticed, and to point, however im-
perfectly, at a source of interesting and amusing

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HANS had served his master seven years,
and at last said to him, "Master, my time is
up, I should like to go home and see my mo-
ther; so give me my wages." And the mas-
ter said, "You have been a faithful and good
servant, so your pay shall be handsome." Then
he gave him a piece of silver that was as big
as his head.
Hans took out his pocket-handkerchief, put
the piece of silver into it, threw it over his
shoulder, and jogged off homewards. As he
went lazily on, dragging one foot after another,
a man came in sight, trotting along gaily on
a capital horse. "Ah!" said Hans aloud,
" what a fine thing it is to ride on horseback!


there he sits as if he was at home in his chair;
he trips against no stones, spares his shoes,
and yet gets on he hardly knows how." The
horseman heard this, and said, "Well, Hans,
why do you go on foot then ?" "Ah!" said he,
"I have this load to carry; to be sure it is silver,
but it is so heavy that I can't hold up my head,
and it hurts my shoulder sadly." "What do
you say to changing ?" said the horseman; I
will give you my horse, and you shall give me
the silver." "With all my heart," said Hans:
"but I tell you one thing,-you'll have a weary
task to drag it along." The horseman got off,
took the silver, helped Hans up, gave him the
bridle into his hand, and said, "When you
want to go very fast, you must smack your
lips loud, and cry 'Jip.'"
Hans was delighted as he sat on the horse,
and rode merrily on. After a time he'thought
he should like to go a little faster, so he smack-
ed his lips, and cried "Jip." Away went the
horse full gallop; and before Hans knew what
he was about, he was thrown off, and lay in
a ditch by the road side; and his horse would
have run off, if a shepherd who was coming


by, driving a cow, had not stopt it. Hans
soon came to himself, and got upon his legs
again. He was sadly vexed, and said to the
shepherd, "This riding is no joke when a man
gets on a beast like this, that stumbles andflings
him off as if he would break his neck. How-
ever, I'm off now once for all: I like your
cow a great deal better; one can walk along
at one's leisure behind her, and have milk,
butter, and cheese, every day into the bargain.
What would I give to have such a cow!"
" Well," said the shepherd, "if you are so fond
of her, I will change my cow for your horse."
"Done!" said Hans merrily. The shepherd
jumped upon the horse, and away he rode.
Hans drove off his cow quietly, and thought
his bargain a very lucky one. "If I have only
a piece of bread (and I certainly shall be able
to gett'lat), I can, whenever I like, eat mybutter
and cheese with it; and when I am thirsty I can
milk my cow and drink the milk: what can I
wish for more?" When he came to an inn,
he halted, ate up all his bread, and gave away
his last penny for a glass of beer: then he
drove his cow towards his mother's village; and


the heat grew greater as noon came on, till at
last he found himself on a wide heath that would
take him more than an hour to cross, and he
began to be so hot and parched that his tongue
clave to the roof of his mouth. "I can find
a cure for this," thought he, "now will I
milk my cow and quench my thirst;" so
he tied her to the stump of a tree, and held
his leather cap to milk into; but not a drop
was to be had.
While he was trying his luck and managing
the matter very clumsily, the uneasy beast gave
him a kick on the head that knocked him down,
and there he lay a long while senseless. Lucki-
ly a butcher soon came by driving a pig in a
wheel-barrow, "What is the matter with you?"
said the butcher as he helped him up. Hans
told him what had happened, and the butcher
gave him a flask, saying There, drink and re-
fresh yourself; your cow will give you no milk,
she is an old beast good for nothing but the
slaughter-house." "Alas, alas!" said Hans,
"who would have thought it ? If I kill her,
what will she be good for ? I hate cow-beef,
it is not tender enough for me. If it were a


pig now, one could do something with it, it
would at any rate make some sausages."
"Well," said the butcher, "to please you, I'll
change, and give you the pig for the cow."
"Heaven reward you for your kindness!" said
Hans as he gave the butcher the cow, and
took the pig off the wheel-barrow, and drove
it off, holding it by the string that was tied to
its leg.
So on he jogged, and all seemed now to go
right with him; he had met with some mis-
fortunes, to be sure; but he was now well re-
paid for all. The next person he met was a
countryman carrying a fine white goose under
his arm. The countryman stopped to ask what
was o'clock; and Hans told him all his luck,
and how he had made so many good bargains.
The countryman said he was going to take the
goose to a christening; "Feel," said he, "how
heavy it is, and yet it is only eight weeks old.
Whoever roasts and eats it may cut plenty of
fat off it, it has lived so well!" "You're right,"
said Hans as he weighed it in his hand; but
my pig is no trifle." Meantime the country-
man began to look grave, and shook his head.


"Hark ye," said he, "my good friend; your pig
may get you into a scrape; in the village I just
come from, the squire has had a pig stolen out
of his stye. I was dreadfully afraid, when I saw
you, that you had got the squire's pig; it
will be a bad job if they catch you; the least
they'll do, will be to throw you into the horse-
Poor Hans was sadly frightened. "Good
man," cried he," pray get me out of this scrape;
you know this country better than I, take my
pig and give me the goose." "I ought to have
something into the bargain," said the country-
man; "however, I will not bear hard upon
you, as you are in trouble." Then he took the
string in his hand, and drove off the pig by a
side path; while Hans went on the way home-
wards free from care. "After all," thought
he, "I have the best of the bargain: first there
will be a capital roast; then the fat will find me
in goose grease for six months; and then there
are all the beautiful white feathers; I will put
them into my pillow, and then I am sure I
shall sleep soundly without rocking. How
happy my mother will be!"


As he came to the last village, he saw a
scissar-grinder, with his wheel, working away,
and singing
O'er hill and o'er dale so happy I roam,
Work light and live well, all the world is my home;
Who so blythe, so merry as I ?

Hans stood looking for a while, and at last
said, "You must be well off, master grinder,
you seem so happy at your work." "Yes," said
the other, "mine is a golden trade; a good
grinder never puts his hand in his pocket with-
out finding money in it:-but where did you get
that beautiful goose ?" "I did not buy it, but
changed a pig for it." "And where did you get
the pig?" "I gave a cowfor it." "And the cow?"
"I gave a horse for it." "And the horse ?" "I
gave a piece of silver as big as myhead for that."
"And the silver ?" Oh! I worked hard for
that seven long years." "You have thriven
well in the world hitherto," said the grinder;
" now if you could find money in your pocket
whenever you put your hand into it, your for-
tune would be made." "Very true: but how
is that to be managed?" "You must turn


grinder like me,"said the other; "you only want
a grindstone; the rest will come of itself. Here
is one that is a little the worse for wear: I
would not ask more than the value of your
goose for it;-will you buy ?" How can you
ask such a question ?" replied Hans; "I should
be the happiest man in the world, if I could
have money whenever I put my hand in my
pocket; what could I want more? there's the
goose!" "Now," said the grinder, as he gave
him a common rough stone that lay by his side,
"this is a most capital stone; do but manage it
cleverly, and you can make an old nail cut
with it."
Hans took the stone and went off with a
light heart: his eyes sparkled for joy, and he
said to himself, "I must have been born in a
lucky hour; every thing that I want or wish for
comes to me of itself."
Meantime he began to be tired, for he had
been travelling ever since day-break; he was
hungry too, for he had given away his last
penny in his joy at getting the cow. At last
he could go no further, and the stone tired him
terribly; he dragged himself to the side of a


pond, that he might drink some water, and rest
a while; so he laid the stone carefully by his
side on the bank: but as he stooped down to
drink, he forgot it, pushed it a little, and down
it went plump into the pond. For a while he
watched it sinking in the deep clear water, then
sprang up for joy, and again fell upon his knees,
and thanked heaven with tears in his eyes for
its kindness in taking away his only plague, the
ugly heavy stone. How happy am I !" cried
he: "no mortal was ever so lucky as I am."
Then up he got with a light and merry heart,
and walked on free from all his troubles, till he
reached his mother's house.


AN honest farmer had once an ass, that had
been a faithful servant to him a great many
years, but was now growing old and every day
more and more unfit for work. His master
therefore was tired of keeping him and began
to think of putting an end to him; but the ass,


who saw that some mischief was in the wind,
took himself slyly off, and began his journey
towards the great city, "for there," thought he,
"I may turn musician."
After he had travelled a little way, he spied
a dog lying by the road-side and panting as if
he were very tired. "What makes you pant
so, my friend?" said the ass. "Alas!" said
the dog, "my master was going to knock me
on the head, because I am old and weak, and
can no longer make myself useful to him in
hunting; so I ran away: but what can I do
to earn my livelihood ?" "Hark ye!" said the
ass, "I am going to the great city to turn
musician: suppose you go with me, and try
what you can do in the same way?" The dog
said he was willing, and they jogged on to-
They had not gone far before they saw a cat
sitting in the middle of the road and making a
most rueful face. "Pray, my good lady," said
the ass, "what's the matter with you ? you look
quite out of spirits !" "Ah me!" said the cat,
"how can one be in good spirits when one's
life is in danger? Because I am beginning to


grow old, and had rather lie at my ease by the
fire than run about the house after the mice,
my mistress laid hold of me, and was going to
drown me; and though I have been lucky
enough to get away from her, I do not know
what I am to live upon." 0 !" said the ass,
"by all means go with us to the great city; you
are a good night singer, and may make your
fortune as a musician." The cat was pleased
with the thought, and joined the party.
Soon afterwards, as they were passing by a
farm-yard, they saw a cock perched upon a
gate, and screaming out with all his might and
main. "Bravo!" said the ass; "upon my
word you make a famous noise; pray what is
all this about?" "Why," said the cock, "I
was just now saying that we should have fine
weather for our washing-day, and yet my mis-
tress and the cook don't thank me for my pains,
but threaten to cut off my head tomorrow,
and make broth of me for the guests that are
coming on Sunday!" "Heaven forbid!" said
the ass; "come with us, Master Chanticleer;
it will be better, at any rate, than staying
here to have your head cut off! Besides, who

knows ? If we take care to sing in tune, we
may get up some kind of a concert: so come
along with us." "With all my heart," said
the cock: so they all four went on jollily
They could not, however, reach the great
city the first day; so when night came on, they
went into a wood to sleep. The ass and the
dog laid themselves down under a great tree,
and the cat climbed up into the branches; while
the cock, thinking that the higher he sat the
safer he should be, flew up to the very top of the
tree, and then, according to his custom, before
he went to sleep, looked out on all sides of him
to see that every thing was well. In doing this,
he saw afar off something bright and shining;
and calling to his companions said, "There
must be a house no great way off, for I see
a light." "If that be the case," said the ass,
"we had better change our quarters, for our
lodging is not the best in theworld!" "Besides,"
added the dog, "I should not be the worse for
a bone or two, or a bit of meat." So they
walked off together towards the spot where
Chanticleer had seen the light; and as they




drew near, it became larger and brighter, till
they at last came close to a house in which a
gang of robbers lived.
The ass, being the tallest of the company,
marched up to the window and peeped in.
"Well, Donkey," said Chanticleer, "what do
you see?" "What do I see?" replied the
ass, why I see a table spread with all kinds
of good things, and robbers sitting round it
making merry." "That would be a noble
lodging for us," said the cock. "Yes," said
the ass, "if we could only get in:" so they
consulted together how they should contrive to
get the robbers out; and at last they hit upon
a plan. The ass placed himself upright on his
hind-legs, with his fore-feet resting against the
window; the dog got upon his back; the cat
scrambled up to the dog's shoulders, and the
cock flew up and sat upon the cat's head.
When all was ready, a signal was given, and
they began their music. The ass brayed, the
dog barked, the cat mewed, and the cock
screamed; and then they all broke through the
window at once, and came tumbling into the
room, amongst the broken glass, with a most

hideous clatter! The robbers, who had been
not a little frightened by the opening concert,
had now no doubt that some frightful hobgob-
lin had broken in upon them, and scampered
away as fast as they could.
The coast once clear, our travellers soon sat
down, and dispatched what the robbers had
left, with as much eagerness as if they had not
expected to eat again for a month. As soon
as they had satisfied themselves, they put out
the lights, and each once more sought out a
resting-place to his own liking. The donkey
laid himself down upon a heap of straw in
the yard; the dog stretched himself upon a
mat behind the door; the cat rolled herself
up on the hearth before the warm ashes;
and the cock perched upon a beam on the
top of the house; and, as they were all
rather tired with their journey, they soon fell
But about midnight, when the robbers saw
from afar that the lights were out and that all
seemed quiet, they began to think that they
had been in too great a hurry to run away;
and one of them, who was bolder than the rest,


went to see what was going on. Finding every
thing still, he marched into the kitchen, and
groped about till he found a match in order to
light a candle; and then, espying the glittering
fiery eyes of the cat, he mistook them for live
coals, and held the match to them to light it.
But the cat, not understanding this joke, sprung
at his face, and spit, and scratched at him.
This frightened him dreadfully, and away he
ran to the back door; but there the dog jumped
up and bit him in the leg; and as he was
crossing over the yard the ass kicked him; and
the cock, who had been awakened by the noise,
crowed with all his might. At this the robber
ran back as fast as he could to his comrades,
and told the captain "how a horrid witch
had got into the house, and had spit at him and
scratched his face with her long bony fingers;
how a man with a knife in his hand had hidden
himself behind the door, and stabbed him in
the leg; how a black monster stood in the yard
and struck him with a club, and how the devil
sat upon the top of the house and cried out,
'Throw the rascal up here !"' After this the
robbers never dared to go back to the house:


but the musicians were so pleased with their
quarters, that they took up their abode there;
and there they are, I dare say, at this very day.

A CERTAIN king had a beautiful garden, and
in the garden stood a tree which bore golden
apples. These apples were always counted,
and about the time when they began to grow
ripe it was found that every night one of them
was gone. The king became very angry at this,
and ordered the gardener to keep watch all
night under the tree. The gardener set his
eldest son to watch; but about twelve o'clock
he fell asleep, and in the morning another of
the apples was missing. Then the second son
was ordered to watch; and at midnight he too
fell asleep, and in the morning another apple
was gone. Then the third son offered to keep
watch; but the gardener at first would not let
him, for fear some harm should come to him:
however, at last he consented, and the young


man laid himself under the tree to watch. As
the clock struck twelve he heard a rustling
noise in the air, and a bird came flying that
was of pure gold; and as it was snapping at
one of the apples with its beak, the gardener's
son jumped up and shot an arrow at it. But
the arrowdid the bird no harm; onlyit dropped
a golden feather from its tail, and then flew
away. The golden feather was brought to
the king in the morning, and all the council
was called together. Every one agreed that it
was worth more than all the wealth of the
kingdom: but the king said, "One feather is
of no use to me, I must have the whole bird."
Then the gardener's eldest son set out and
thought to find the golden bird very easily; and
when he had gone but a little way, he came to
a wood, and by the side of the wood he saw a
fox sitting; so he took his bow and made
ready to shoot at it. Then the fox said, "Do
not shoot me, for I will give you good coun-
sel; I know what your business is, and that
you want to find the golden bird. You will
reach a village in the evening; and when you
get there, you will see two inns opposite to


each other, one of which is very pleasant and
beautiful to look at: go not in there, but rest
for the night in the other, though it may ap-
pear to you to be very poor and mean." But
the son thought to himself, What can such a
beast as this know about the matter ?" So he
shot his arrow at the fox; but he missed it, and
it set up its tail above its back and ran into
the wood. Then he went his way, and in
the evening came to the village where the
two inns were; and in one of these were peo-
ple singing, and dancing, and feasting; but
the other looked very dirty, and poor. "I
should be very silly," said he, "if I went to
that shabby house, and left this charming
place;" so he went into the smart house, and
ate and drank at his ease, and forgot the bird,
and his country too.
Time passed on; and as the eldest son did
not come back, and no tidings were heard of
him, the second son set out, and the same
thing happened to him. He met the fox, who
gave him the same good advice: but when he
came to the two inns, his eldest brother was
standing at the window where the merry-


making was, and called to him to come in; and
he could not withstand the temptation, but
went in, and forgot the golden bird and his
country in the same manner.
Time passed on again, and the youngest son
too wished to set out into the wide world to
seek for the golden bird; but his father would
not listen to it for a long while, for he was very
fond of his son, and was afraid that some ill
luck might happen to him also, and prevent
his coming back. However, at last it was
agreed he should go, for he would not rest at
home; and as he came to the wood, he met the
fox, and heard the same good counsel. But
he was thankful to the fox, and did not attempt
his life as his brothers had done; so the fox
said, "Sit upon my tail, and you will travel
faster." So he sat down, and the fox began to
run, and away they went over stock and stone
so quick that their hair whistled in the wind.
When they came to the village, the son fol-
lowed the fox's counsel, and without looking
about him went to the shabby inn and rested
there all night at his ease. In the morning
came the fox again and met him as he was


beginning his journey, and said, Go straight
forward, till you come to a castle, before which
lie a whole troop of soldiers fast asleep and
snoring: take no notice of them, but go into the
castle andpass on and on till you come to a room,
where the golden bird sits in a wooden cage;
close by it stands a beautiful golden cage; but
do not try to take the bird out of the shabby
cage and put itinto the handsome one, other-
wise you will repent it." Then the fox stretch-
ed out his tail again, and the young man sat
himself down, and away they went over stock
and stone till their hair whistled in the wind.
Before the castle gate all was as the fox had
said :: so the son went in and found the chamber
where the:golden bird hung in a wooden cage,
andbelow stood the golden cage, and the three
golden apples, that had been lost: were lying
close by it.' Then thought he to himself, "It
will be a very droll thing to bring away such a
fine Lbird in this shabby cage;" so he opened
the door.and took hold of it and put it into
the golden cage. But the bird set up such a
loud scream that all the soldiers awoke, and
they took him prisoner and carried him before






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the king. The next morning the court sat to
judge him; and when all was heard, it sen-
tenced him to die, unless he should bring the
king the golden horse which could run as
swiftly as the wind; and if he did this, he was
to have the golden bird given him for his own.
So he set out once more on his journey,
sighing, and in great despair, when on a sud-
den his good friend the fox met him, and said,
" You see now what has happened on account
of your not listening to my counsel. I will
still, however, tell you how to find the golden
horse, if you will do as I bid you. You must
go straight on till you come to the castle where
the horse stands in his stall: by his side will
lie the groom fast asleep and snoring: take
away the horse quietly, but be sure to put the
old leather saddle upon him, and not the
golden one that is close by it." Then the son
sat down on the fox's tail, and away they went
over stock and stone till their hair whistled in
the wind.
All went right, and the groom lay snoring
with his hand upon the golden saddle. But
when the son looked at the horse, he thought


it a great pitytoput the leather saddle upon it.
"I will give him the good one," said he; "I
am sure he deserves it." As he took up the
golden saddle the groom awoke and cried out
so loud, that all the guards ran in and took him
prisoner, and in the morning he was again
brought before the court to be judged, and was
sentenced to die. But it was agreed, that, if
he could bring thither the beautiful princess,
he should live, and have the bird and the
horse given him for his own.
Then he went his way again very sorrowful;
but the old fox came and said, Why did not
you listen to me ? If you had, you would have
carried away both the bird and the horse; yet
will I once more give you counsel. Go
straight on, and in the evening you will arrive
at a castle. At twelve o'clock at night the
princess goes to the bathing-house: go up to
her and give her a kiss, and she will let you
lead her away; but take care you do not suffer
her to go and take leave of her father and mo-
ther." Then the fox stretched out his tail,
and so away they went over stock and stone
till their hair whistled again.


As they came to the castle, all was as the fox
had said, and at twelve o'clock the young man
met the princess going to the bath and gave
her the kiss, and she agreed to run away with
him, but begged with many tears that he
would let her take leave of her father. At
first he refused, but she wept still more and
more, and fell at his feet, till at last he consent-
ed; but the moment she came to her father's
house, the guards awoke and he was taken
prisoner again.
Then he was brought before the king, and
the king said, "You shall never have my daugh-
ter unless in eight days you dig away the hill
that stops the view from my window." Now
this hill was so big that the whole world could
not take it away: and when he had worked
for seven days, and had done very little, the
fox came and said, Lie down and go to sleep;
I will work for you." And in the morning he
awoke and the hill was gone; so he went mer-
rily to the king, and told him that now that it
was removed he must give him the princess.
Then the king was obliged to keep his word,
and away went the young man and the prin-


cess; and the fox came and said to him, "We
will have all three, the princess, the horse, and
the bird." "Ah !" said the young man, "that
would be a great thing, but how can you con-
trive it?"
"If you will only listen," said the fox, "it
can soon be done. When you come to the king,
and he asks for the beautiful princess, you must
say, 'Here she is!' Then he will be very joy-
ful; and you will mount the golden horse that
they are to give you, and put out your hand to
take leave of them; but shake hands with the
princess last. Then lift her quickly on to the
horse behind you; clap your spurs to his side,
and gallop away as fast as you can."
All went right: then the fox said, "When
you come to the castle where the bird is, I
will stay with the princess at the door, and
you will ride in and speak to the king; and
when he sees that it is the right horse, he will
bring out the bird; but you must sit still, and
say that you want to look at it, to see whether
it is the true golden bird; and when you get it
into your hand, ride away."
This, too, happened as the fox said; they


carried off the bird, the princess mounted
again, and they rode on to a great wood. Then
the fox came, and said, "Pray kill me, and cut
off my head and my feet." But the young
man refused to do it: so the fox said, "I will
at any rate give you good counsel: beware of
two things; ransom no one from the gallows,
and sit down by the side of no river." Then
away he went. "Well," thought the young
man, "it is no hard matter to keep that ad-
He rode on with the princess, till at last he
came to the village where he had left his two
brothers. And there he heard a great noise
and uproar; and when he asked what was the
matter, the people said, "Two men are going
to be hanged." As he came nearer, he saw
that the two men were his brothers, who had
turned robbers; so he said, "Cannot they in any
way be saved ?" But the people said "No,"
unless he would bestow all his money upon the
rascals and buy their liberty. Then he did not
stay to think about the matter, but paid what
was asked, and his brothers were given up,
and went on with him towards their home.


And as they came to the wood where the
fox first met them, it was so cool and pleasant
that the two brothers said, Let us sit down
by the side of the river, and rest a while, to eat
and drink." So he said, Yes," and forgot the
fox's counsel, and sat down on the side of the
river; and while he suspected nothing, they
came behind, and threw him down the bank,
and took the princess, the horse, and the bird,
and went home to the king their master, and
said, "All this have we won by our labour."
Then there was great rejoicing made; but the
horse would not eat, the bird would not sing,
and the princess wept.
The youngest son fell to the bottom of the
river's bed: luckily it was nearly dry, but his
bones were almost broken, and the bank was
so steep that he could find no way to get out.
Then the old fox came once more, and scolded
him for not following his advice; otherwise no
evil would have befallen him: "Yet," said he,
"I cannot leave you here, so lay hold of my
tail and hold fast." Then he pulled him out
of the river, and said to him, as he got upon
the bank, "Your brothers have set watch to


kill you, if they find you in the kingdom."
So he dressed himself as a poor man, and came
secretly to the king's court, and was scarcely
within the doors when the horse began to
eat, and the bird to sing, and the princess
left off weeping. Then he went to the king,
and told him all his brothers' roguery; and
they were seized and punished, and he had
the princess given to him again; and after the
king's death he was heir to his kingdom.
A long while after, he went to walk one day
in the wood, and the old fox met him, and be-
sought him with tears in his eyes to kill him,
and cut off his head and feet. And at last he
did so, and in a moment the fox was changed
into a man, and turned out to be the brother
of the princess, who had been lost a great many
many years.


THEBE was once a fisherman who lived with
his wife in a ditch, close by the sea-side. The
fisherman used to go out all day long a-fishing;

and one day, as he sat on the shore with his rod,
looking at the shining water and watching his
line, all on a sudden his float was dragged
away deep under the sea: and in drawing it
up he pulled a great fish out of the water.
The fish said to him, "Pray let me live: I am
not a real fish; I am an enchanted prince,
put me in the water again, and let me go."
" Oh! said the man, "you need not make so
many words about the matter; I wish to have
nothing to do with a fish that can talk; so swim
away as soon as you please." Then he put
him back into the water, and the fish darted
straight down to the bottom, and left a long
streak of blood behind.him.
When the fisherman went home to his wife
in the ditch, he told her how he had caught a
great fish, and how it had told him it was an
enchanted prince, and that on hearing it
speak he had let it go again. "Did you not
ask it for any thing ? said the wife. No,"
said the man, "what should I ask for ?"
"Ah! said the wife, we live very wretchedly
here in this nasty stinking ditch; do go back,
and tell the fish we want a little cottage."


The fisherman did not much like the bu-
siness: however, he went to the sea, and when
he came there the water looked all yellow and
green. And he stood at the water's edge, and
"0 man of the sea!
Come listen to me,
For Alice my wife,
The plague of my life,
Has sent me to beg a boon of thee !"

Then the fish came swimming to him, and
said, "Well, what does she want?" "Ah!"
answered the fisherman, "my wife says that
when I had caught you, I ought to have asked
youfor something before I let you go again; she
does not like living any longer in the ditch, and
wants a little cottage." "Go home, then,"
said the fish, she is in the cottage already."
So the man went home, and saw his wife stand-
ing at the door of a cottage. Come in, come
in," said she; "is not this much better than
the ditch?" And there was a parlour, and a
bed-chamber, and a kitchen; and behind the
cottage there was a little garden with all sorts
of flowers and fruits, and a court-yard full of


ducks and chickens. "Ah!" said the fisher-
man, "how happily we shall live!" "We will
try to do so at least," said his wife.
Every thing went right for a week or two,
and then Dame Alice said, "Husband, there is
not room enough in this cottage, the court-yard
and garden are a great deal too small; I should
like to have a large stone castle to live in; so
go to the fish again, and tell him to give us a
castle." "Wife," said the fisherman, "I don't
like to go to him again, for perhaps he will
be angry; we ought to be content with the
cottage." "Nonsense!" said the wife; "he
will do it very willingly; go along, and try."
The fisherman went; but his heart was very
heavy: and when he came to the sea, it looked
blue and gloomy, though it was quite calm,
and he went close to it, and said,
0 man of the sea !
Come listen to me,
For Alice my wife,
The plague of my life,
Hath sent me to beg a boon of thee !"
"Well, what does she want now ?" said the
fish. "Ah!" said the man very sorrowfully,

"my wife wants to live in a stone castle."
"Go home then," said the fish, she is stand-
ing at the door of it already." So away went
the fisherman, and found his wife standing be-
fore a great castle. "See," said she, "is not
this grand?" With that they went into the
castle together, and found a great many ser-
vants there, and the rooms all richly furnish-
ed and full of golden chairs and tables; and
behind the castle was a garden, and a wood
half a mile long, full of sheep, and goats, and
hares, and deer; and in the court-yard were
stables and cow-houses. "Well," said the
man, now will we live contented and happy
in this beautiful castle for the rest of our lives."
"Perhaps we may," said the wife; "but let us
consider and sleep upon it before we make up
our minds:" so they went to bed.
The next morning, when Dame Alice awoke,
it was broad day-light, and she jogged the
fisherman with her elbow, and said, Get up,
husband, and bestir yourself, for we must be
king of all the land." "Wife, wife," said the
man, "why should we wish to be king? I
will not be king." "Then I will," said Alice.


"But, wife," answered the fisherman, "how
can you be king? the fish cannot make you a
king." "Husband," said she, "say no more
about it, but go and try; I will be king!" So
the man went away, quite sorrowful to think
that his wife should want to be king. The
sea looked a dark grey colour, and was cover-
ed with foam as he cried out,
"0 man of the sea!
Come listen to me,
For Alice my wife,
The plague of my life,
Hath sent me to beg a boon of thee !"
"Well, what would she have now ? said the
fish. "Alas!" said the man, "my wife wants
to be king." "Go home," said the fish; "she is
king already."
Then the fisherman went home; and as he
came close to the palace, he saw a troop of
soldiers, and heard the sound of drums and
trumpets; and when he entered in, he saw his
wife sitting on a high throne of gold and dia-
monds, with a golden crown upon her head;
and on each side of her stood six beautiful
maidens, each a head taller than the other.


"Well, wife," said the fisherman, "are you
king?" "Yes," said she, "I am king." And
when he had looked at her for a long time, he
said, "Ah, wife! what a fine thing it is to be
king! now we shall never have any thing more
to wish for." I don't know how that may be,"
said she; "never is a long time. I am king, 'tis
true, but I begin to be tired of it, and I think
I should like to be emperor." "Alas, wife!
why should you wish to be emperor ?" said the
fisherman. "Husband," said she, "go to the
fish; I say I will be emperor." "Ah, wife!"
replied the fisherman, "the fish cannot make
an emperor, and I should not like to ask for
such a thing." "I am king," said Alice, "and
you are my slave, so go directly!" So the
fisherman was obliged to go; and he muttered
as he went along, This will come to no good,
it is too much to ask, the fish will be tired at
last, and then we shall repent of what we have
done." He soon arrived at the sea, and the
water was quite black and muddy, and a
mighty whirlwind blew over it; but he went to
the shore, and said,

O man of the sea!
Come listen to me,
For Alice my wife,
The plague of my life,
Hath sent me to beg a boon of thee !"
"What would she have now !" said the fish.
"Ah!" said the fisherman, "she wants to be
emperor." "Go home," said the fish; "she
is emperor already."
So he went home again; and as he came
near he saw his wife sitting on a very lofty
throne made of solid gold, with a great crown
on her head full two yards high, and on each
side of her stood her guards and attendants in a
row, each one smaller than the other, from the
tallest giant down to a little dwarf no bigger
than my finger. And before her stood princes,
and dukes, and earls: and the fisherman went
up to her and said, Wife, are you emperor ?"
"Yes," said she, "I am emperor." "Ah!"
said the man as he gazed upon her, "what a
fine thing it is to be emperor!" "Husband,"
said she," why should we stay at being empe-
ror; I will be pope next." "0 wife, wife!"


said he, "how can you be pope? there is but
one pope at a time in Christendom." "Hus-
band," said she, I will be pope this very day."
"But," replied the husband, "the fish cannot
make you pope." "What nonsense!" said
she, "if he can make an emperor, he can make
a pope, go and try him." So the fisherman
went. But when he came to the shore the
wind was raging, and the sea was tossed up
and down like boiling water, and the ships were
in the greatest distress and danced upon the
waves most fearfully; in the middle of the sky
there was a little blue, but towards the south it
was all red as if a dreadful storm was rising.
At this the fisherman was terribly frightened,
and trembled, so that his knees knocked toge-
ther: but he went to the shore and said,
O man of the sea !
Come listen to me,
For Alice my wife,
The plague of my life,
Hath sent me to beg a boon of thee "
"What does she want now?" said the fish.
"Ah !" said the fisherman, my wife wants to

be pope." "Go home," said the fish, "she is
pope already."
Then the fisherman went home, and found
his wife sitting on a throne that was two miles
high; and she had three great crowns on her
head, and around stood all the pomp and power
of the Church; and on each side were two rows
of burning lights, of all sizes, the greatest as
large as the highest and biggest tower in the
world, and the least no larger than a small rush-
light. "Wife," said the fisherman as he look-
ed at all this grandeur, "Are you pope?"
" Yes," said she, "I am pope." Well, wife,"
replied he, "it is a grand thing to be pope;
and now you must be content, for you can be
nothing greater." "I will consider of that,"
said the wife. Then they went to bed: but
Dame Alice could not sleep all night for think-
ing what she should be next. At last morn-
ing came, and the sun rose. "Ha!" thought
she as she looked at it through the window,
"cannot I prevent the sun rising ?" At this
she was very angry, and she wakened her
husband, and said, Husband, go to the fish


and tell him I want to be lord of the sun and
moon." The fisherman was half asleep, but
the thought frightened him so much, that he
started and fell out of bed. "Alas, wife!"
said he, cannot you be content to be pope ?"
" No," said she, I am very uneasy, and cannot
bear to see the sun and moon rise without my
leave. Go to the fish directly."
Then the man went trembling for fear;
and as he was going down to the shore a dread-
ful storm arose, so that the trees and the rocks
shook; and the heavens became black, and the
lightning played, and the thunder rolled; and
you might have seen in the sea great black
waves like mountains with a white crown of
foam upon them; and the fisherman said,
0 man of the sea!
Come listen to me,
For Alice my wife,
The plague of my life,
Hath sent me to beg a boon of thee !"

"What does she want now? said the fish.
" Ah !" said he, "she wants to be lord of the


sun and moon." "Go home," said the fish,
"to your ditch again!" And there they live to
this very day.


ONE summer day, as the wolf and the bear
were walking together in a wood, they heard a
bird singing most delightfully. "Brother,"
said the bear, what can that bird be that is
singing so sweetly?" "0!" said the wolf,
"that is his majesty the king of the birds, we
must take care to show him all possible re-
spect." (Now I should tell you that this bird
was after all no other than the tom-tit.) If
that is the case," said the bear, "I should like
to see the royal palace; so pray come along
and show it to me." "Gently, my friend," said
the wolf, we cannot see it just yet, we must
wait till the queen comes home."
Soon afterwards the queen came with food
in her beak, and she and the king began to feed


their young ones. "Now for it!" said the
bear; and was about to follow them, to see
what was to be seen. "Stop a little, master
Bruin," said the wolf, "we must wait now till
theirmajesties are gone again." So theymarked
the hole where they had seen the nest, and
went away. But the bear, being very eager to
see the royal palace, soon came back again,
and peeping into the nest, saw five or six young
birds lying at the bottom of it. What non-
sense !" said Bruin, "this is not a royal palace:
I never saw such a filthy place in my life; and
you are no royal children, you little base-born
brats !" As soon as the young tom-tits heard
this they were very angry, and screamed out
"We are not base-born, you stupid bear! our
father and mother are honest good sort of
people: and depend upon it you shall suffer
for your insolence!" At this'the wolf and the
bear grew frightened, and ran away to their
dens. But the young tom-tits kept crying and
screaming; and when their father and mother
came home and offered them food, they all said,
"We will not touch a bit; no, not the leg of
a fly, though we should die of hunger, till that

rascal Bruin has been punished for calling us
base-born brats." "Make yourselves easy,
my darlings," said the old king, "you may be
sure he shall meet with his deserts."
So he went out and stood before the bear's
den, and cried out with a loud voice, "Bruin
the bear! thou hast shamefully insulted our
lawful children: we therefore hereby declare
bloody and cruel war against thee and thine,
which shall never cease until thou hast been
punished as thou so richly deservest" Now
when the bear heard this, he called together
the ox, the ass, the stag, and all the beasts of
the earth, in order to consult about the means
of his defence. And the tom-tit also enlisted
on his side all the birds of the air, both great
and small, and a very large army of hornets,
gnats, bees, and flies, and other insects.
As the time approached when the war was
to begin, the tom-tit sent out spies to see who
was the commander-in-chief of the enemy's
forces; and the gnat, who was by far the cle-.
verest spy of them all, flew backwards and for-
wards in the wood where the enemy's troops
were, and at last hid himself under a leaf on a


tree, close by which the orders of the day were
given out. And the bear, who was standing so
near the tree that the gnat could hear all he
said, called to the fox and said, Reynard, you
are the cleverest of all the beasts; therefore
you shall be our general and lead us to battle:
but we must first agree upon some signal, by
which we may know what you want us to do."
"Behold," said the fox, "I have a fine, long,
bushy tail, which is very like a plume of red
feathers, and gives me a very warlike air: now
remember, when you see me raise up my tail,
you may be sure that the battle is won, and
you have then nothing to do but to rush down
upon the enemy with all your force. On the
other hand, if I drop my tail, the day is lost, and
you must run away as fast as you can." Now
when the gnat had heard all this, she flew back
to the tom-tit and told him everything thathad
At length the day came when the battle was
to be fought; and as soon as it was light, be-
hold! the army of beasts came rushing forward
with such a fearful sound that the earth shook.
And his majesty the tom-tit, with his troops,

came flying along in warlike array, flapping and
fluttering, and beating the air, so that it was
quite frightful to hear; and both armies set
themselves in order of battle upon the field.
Now the tom-tit gave orders to a troop of hor-
nets that at the first onset they should march
straight towards Captain Reynard, and fixing
themselves about his tail, should sting him with
all their might and main. The hornets did as
they were told: and when Reynard felt the first
sting, he started aside and shook one of his
legs, but still held up his tail with wonderful
bravery; at the second sting he was forced to
drop his tail for a moment; but when the third
hornet had fixed itself, he could bear it no
longer, but clapped his tail between his legs
and scampered away as fast as he could. As
soon as the beasts saw this, they thought of
course all was lost, and scoured across the
country in the greatest dismay, leaving the
birds masters of the field.
And now the king and queen flew back in
triumph to their children, and said, "Now, chil-
dren, eat, drink, and be merry, for the victory
is ours!" But the young birds said, "No:


not till Bruin has humbly begged our pardon
for calling us base-born." So the king flew
back to the bear's den, and cried out, "Thou
villain bear! come forthwith to my abode, and
humbly beseech my children to forgive thee
the insult thou hast offered them; for, if thou
wilt not do this, every bone in thy wretched
body shall be broken to pieces." So the bear
was forced to crawl out of his den very sulkily,
and do what the king bade him: and after that
the young birds sat down together, and ate and
drank and made merry till midnight.


THERE was a king who had twelve beautiful
daughters. They slept in twelve beds all in
one room; and when they went to bed, the
doors were shut and locked up; but every
morning their shoes were found to be quite
worn through, as if they had been danced in


all night; and yet nobody could find out how
it happened, or where they had been.
Then the king made it known to all the
land, that if any person could discover the se-
cret, and find out where it was that the prin-
cesses danced in the night, he should have the
one he liked best for his wife, and should be
king after his death; but whoever tried and did
not succeed, after three days and nights, should
be put to death.
A king's son soon came. He was well en-
tertained, and in the evening was taken to the
chamber next to the one where the princesses
lay in their twelve beds. There he was to sit
and watch where they went to dance; and, in
order that nothing might pass without his
hearing it, the door of his chamber was left
open. But the king's son soon fell asleep; and
when he awoke in the morning he found that
the princesses had all been dancing, for the
soles of their shoes were full of holes. The
same thing happened the second and third
night: so the king ordered his head to be cut
off. After him came several others; but they


had all the same luck, and all lost their lives in
the same manner.
Now it chanced that an old soldier, who
had been wounded in battle and could fight no
longer, passed through the country where this
king reigned: and as he was travelling through
a wood, he met an old woman, who asked him
where he was going. "I hardly know where
I am going, or what I had better do," said the
soldier; "but I think I should like very well
to find out where it is that the princesses dance,
and then in time I might be a king." Well,"
said the old dame, "that is no very hard task:
only take care not to drink any of the wine
which one of the princesses will bring to you
in the evening; and as soon as she leaves you
pretend to be fast asleep."
Then she gave him a cloak, and said, "As
soon as you put that on you will become invi-
sible, and you will then be able to follow the
princesses wherever they go." When the sol-
dier heard all this good counsel, he determined
to try his luck: so he went to the king, and
said he was willing to undertake the task.
He was as well received as the others had

been, and the king ordered fine royal robes to
be given him; and when the evening came he
was led to the outer chamber. Just as he was
going to lie down, the eldest of the princesses
brought him a cup of wine; but the soldier
threw it all away secretly, taking care not to
drink a drop. Then he laid himself down on
his bed, and in a little while began to snore
very loud as if he was fast asleep. When the
twelve princesses heard this theylaughed heart-
ily; and the eldest said, "This fellow too might
have done a wiser thing than lose his life in
this way!" Then they rose up and opened
their drawers and boxes, and took out all their
fine clothes, and dressed themselves at the glass,
and skipped about as if they were eager to be-
gin dancing. But the youngest said, "I don't
know how it is, while you are so happy I feel
very uneasy; I am sure some mischance will
befall us." You simpleton," said the eldest,
"you are always afraid; have you forgotten
how many kings' sons have already watched us
in vain ? And as for this soldier, even if I had
not given him his sleeping draught, he would
have slept soundly enough."

When they were all ready, they went and
looked at the soldier;' but he snored on, and
did not stir hand or foot: so they thought they
were quite safe; and the eldest went up to her
own bed and clapped her hands, and the bed
sunk into the floor and a trap-door flew open.
The soldier saw them going down through the
trap-door one after another, the eldest leading
the way; and thinking he had no time to lose,
he jumped up, put on the cloak which the old
woman had given him, and followed them;
but in the middle of the stairs he trod on the
gown of the youngest princess, and she cried
out to her sisters, "All is not right; some one
took hold of my gown." "You silly crea-
ture!" said the eldest, "it is nothing but a
nail in the wall." Then down they all went,
and at the bottom they found themselves in a
most delightful grove of trees; and the leaves
were all of silver, and glittered and sparkled
beautifully. The soldier wished to take away
some token of the place; so he broke off a lit-
tle branch, and there came a loud noise from
the tree. Then the youngest daughter said
again, "I am sure all is not right-did not

you hear that noise? That never happened
before." But the eldest said, "It is only our
princes, who are shouting for joy at our ap-
Then they came to another; grove of trees,
where all the leaves were of gold; and after-
wards to a third, where the leaves were all
glittering diamonds. And the soldier broke a
branch from each; and every time there was a
loud noise, which made the youngest sister
tremble with fear; but the eldest still said,
It was only the princes, who were crying for
joy. So they went on till they came to a
great lake; and at the side of the lake there
lay twelve little boats with twelve handsome
princes in them, who seemed to be waiting
there for the princesses.
One of the princesses went into each boat,
and the soldier stepped into the same boat with
the youngest. As they were rowing over the
lake, the prince who was in the boat with the
youngest princess and the soldier said, "I do
not know why it is, but though I am rowing
with all my might we do not get on so fast as
usual, and I am quite tired: the boat seems


very heavy to-day." It is only the heat of
the weather," said the princess; I feel it very
warm too."
On the other side of the lake stood a fine il-
luminated castle, from which came the merry
music of horns and trumpets. There they all
landed, and went into the castle, and each
prince danced with his princess; and the sol-
dier, who was all the time invisible, danced
with them too; and when any of the princesses
had a cup of wine set by her, he drank it all
up, so that when she put the cup to her mouth
it was empty. At this, too, the youngest sister
was terribly frightened, but the eldest always
silenced her. They danced on till three o'clock
in the morning, and then all their shoes were
worn out, so that they were obliged to leave
off. The princes rowed them back again over
the lake; (but this time the soldier placed him-
self in the boat with the eldest princess;) and
on the opposite shore they took leave of each
other, the princesses promising to come again
the next night.
When they came to the stairs, the soldier
ran on before the princesses, and laid himself


down; and as the twelve sisters slowly came
up very much tired, they heard him snoring in
his bed; so they said, "Now all is quite safe;"
then they undressed themselves, put away their
fine clothes, pulled off their shoes, and went to
bed. In the morning the soldier said nothing
about what had happened, but determined to
see more of this strange adventure, and went
again the second and third night; and every
thing happened just as before; the princesses
danced each time till their shoes were worn to
pieces, and then returned home. However,
on the third night the soldier carried away one
of the golden cups as a token of where he had
As soon as the time came when he was to
declare the secret, he was taken before the
king with the three branches and the golden
cup; and the twelve princesses stood listening
behind the door to hear what he would say.
And when the king asked him Where do my
twelve daughters dance at night?" he answered,
"Withtwelve princes in a castle under ground."
And thenhetold the king all thathadhappened,
and showed him the three branches and the


golden cup which he had brought with him.
Thentheking calledfortheprincesses, andasked
them whether what the soldier said was true:
and when they saw that they were discovered,
and that it was of no use to deny what had
happened, they confessed it all. And the king
asked the soldier which of them he would
choose for his wife; and he answered, "I am
not very young, so I will have the eldest."-
And they were married that very day, and the
soldier was chosen to be the king's heir.


ONCE upon a time there lived a king and
queen who had no children; and this they la-
mented very much. But one day as the queen
was walking by the side of the river, a little
fish lifted its head out of the water, and said,
"Your wish shall be fulfilled, and you. shall
soon have a daughter." What the little fish


had foretold soon came to pass; and the queen
had a little girl that was so very beautiful that
the king could not cease looking on it for joy,
and determined to hold a great feast. So he in-
vited not only his relations, friends, and neigh-
bours, but also all the fairies, that they might
be kind and good to his little daughter. Now
there were thirteen fairies in his kingdom, and
he had only twelve golden dishes for them to
eat out of, so that he was obliged to leave one
of the fairies without an invitation. The rest
came, and after the feast was over they gave
all their best gifts to the little princess: one
gave her virtue, another beauty, another riches,
and so on till she had all that was excellent
in the world. When eleven had done blessing
her, the thirteenth, who had not been invited,
and was very angry on that account, came in,
and determined to take her revenge. So she
cried out, The king's daughter shall in her
fifteenth year be wounded by a spindle, and
fall down dead." Then the twelfth, who had
not yet given her gift, came forward and.said,
that the bad wish must be fulfilled, but that


she could soften it, and that the king's daughter
should not die, but fall asleep for a hundred
But the king hoped to save his dear child
from the threatened evil, and ordered that all
the spindles in the kingdom should be bought
up and destroyed. All the fairies' gifts were
in the mean time fulfilled; for the princess was
so beautiful, and well-behaved, and amiable,
and wise, that every one who knew her loved
her. Now it happened that on the very day
she was fifteen years old the king and queen
were not at home, and she was left alone in
the palace. So she roved about by herself, and
looked at all the rooms and chambers, till at
.last she came to an old tower, to which there
was a narrow staircase ending with a little
door. In the door there was a golden key, and
when she turned it the door sprang open, and
there sat an old lady spinning away very busily.
" Why, how now, good mother," said the prin-
cess, "what are you doing there ?" "Spin-
ning," said the old lady, and nodded her head.
"How prettily that little thing turns round !"
said the princess, and took the spindle and be-


gan to spin. But scarcely had she touched it,
before the prophecy was fulfilled, and she fell
down lifeless on the ground.
However, she was not dead, but had only
fallen into a deep sleep; and the king and the
queen, who just then came home, and all their
court, fell asleep too; and the horses slept in
the stables, and the dogs in the court, the pi-
geons on the house-top, and the flies on the
walls. Even the fire on the hearth left off
blazing, and went to sleep; and the meat that
was roasting stood still; and the cook, who
was at that moment pulling the kitchen-boy
by the hair to give him a box on the ear for
something he had done amiss, let him go, and
both fell asleep; and so every thing stood still,
and slept soundly.
A large hedge of thorns soon grew round
the palace, and every year it became higher
and thicker, till at last the whole palace was
surrounded and hid, so that not even the roof
or the chimneys could be seen. But there went
a report through all the land of the beautiful
sleeping Rose-Bud (for so was the king's
daughter called); so that from time to time


several kings' sons came, and tried to break
through the thicket into the palace. This they
could never do; for the thorns and bushes laid
hold of them as it were with hands, and there
they stuck fast and died miserably.
After many many years there came a king's
son into that land, and an old man told him
the story of the thicket of thorns, and how a
beautiful palace stood behind it, in which was
a wondrous princess, called Rose-Bud, asleep
with all her court. He told too, how he had
heard from his grandfather that many many
princes had come, and had tried to break
through the thicket, but had stuck fast and
died. Then the young prince said, All this
shall not frighten me, I will go and see Rose-
Bud." The old man tried to dissuade him,
but he persisted in going.
Now that very day were the hundred years
completed; and as the prince came to the
thicket, he saw nothing but beautiful flowering
shrubs, through which he passed with ease,
and they closed after him as firm as ever.
Then he came at last to the palace, and there
in the court lay the dogs asleep, and the horses


in the stables, and on the roof sat the pigeons
fast asleep with their heads under their wings;
and when he came into the palace, the flies
slept on the walls, and the cook in the kitchen
was still holding up her hand as if she would
beat the boy, and the maid sat with a black
fowl in her hand ready to be plucked.
Then he went on still further, and all was
so still that he could hear every breath he
drew; till at last he came to the old tower
and opened the door of the little room in which
Rose-Bud was, and there she lay fast asleep,
and looked so beautiful that he could not take
his eyes off, and he stooped down and gave
her a kiss. But the moment he kissed her she
opened her eyes and awoke, and smiled upon
him. Then they went out together, and pre-
sently the king and queen also awoke, and all
the court, and they gazed on each other with
great wonder. And the horses got up and
shook themselves, and the dogs jumped about
and barked; the pigeons took their heads from
under their wings, and looked about and flew
into the fields; the flies on the walls buzzed
away; the fire in the kitchen blazed up and


cooked the dinner, and the roast meat turned
round again; the cook gave the boy the box on
his ear so that he cried out, and the maid went
on plucking the fowl. And then was the wed-
ding of the prince and Rose-Bud celebrated,
and they lived happily together all their lives


THERE was once a poor woodman sitting by
the fire in his cottage, and his wife sat by his
side spinning. "How lonely it is," said he, "for
you and me to sit here by ourselves without
any children to play about and amuse us, while
other people seem so happy and merry with
their children!" "What you say is very
true," said the wife, sighing and turning round
her wheel, "how happy should I be if I had
but one child! and if it were ever so small,
nay, if it were no bigger than my thumb, I
should be very happy, and love it dearly."


Now it came to pass that this good woman's
wish was fulfilled just as she desired; for, some
time afterwards, she had a little boy who was
quite healthy and strong, but not much bigger
than my thumb. So they said, "Well, we
cannot say we have not got what we wished
for, and, little as he is, we will love him
dearly;" and they called him Tom Thumb.
They gave him plenty of food, yet he never
grew bigger, but remained just the same size
as when he was born; still his eyes were sharp
and sparkling, and he soon showed himself to
be a clever little fellow, who always knew well
what he was about. One day, as the wood-
man was getting ready to go into the wood to
cut fuel, he said, "I wish I had some one to
bring the cart after me, for I want to make
haste." "0 father!" cried Tom, "I will
take care of that; the cart shall be in the wood
by the time you want it." Then the wood-
man laughed, and said, "How can that be?
you cannot reach up to the horse's bridle."
"Never mind that, father," said Tom: "if my
mother will only harness the horse, I will get


into his ear and tell him which way to go."
"Well," said the father, "we will try for
- When the time came, the mother harnessed
the horse to the cart, and put Tom into his
ear; and as he sat there, the little man told
the beast how to go, crying out, "Go on,"
and Stop," as he wanted; so the horse went
on just as if the woodman had driven it him-
self into the wood. It happened that, as the
horse was going a little too fast, and Tom was
calling out "Gently! gently !" two strangers
came up. "What an odd thing that is !" said
one, "there is a cart going along, and I hear a
carter talking to the horse, but can see no
one." "That is strange," said the other; "let
us follow the cart and see where it goes." So
they went on into the wood, till at last they
came to the place where the woodman was.
Then Tom Thumb, seeing his father, cried
out, See, father, here I am, with the cart, all
right and safe; now take me down." So his
father took hold of the horse with one hand,
and with the other took his son out of the ear;
then he put him down upon a straw, where


he sat as merry as you please. The two
strangers were all this time looking on, and did
not know what to say for wonder. At last one,
took the other aside and said, "That little ur-
chin will make our fortune if we can get him
and carry him about from town to town as a
show: we must buy him." So they went to
the woodman and asked him what he would
take for the little man: "He will be better'
off," said they, "with us than with you." "I
won't sell him at all," said the father, "my
own flesh and blood is dearer to me than all
the silver and gold in the world." But Tom,
hearing of the bargain they wanted to make,
crept up his father's coat to his shoulder, and
whispered in his ear, "Take the money, fa-
ther, and let them have me, I'll soon come
back to you."
So the woodman at last agreed to sell Tom
to the strangers for a large piece of gold.
"Where do you like to sit? said one of them.
"Oh! put me on the rim of your hat, that will
be a nice gallery for me; I can walk about
there, and see the country as we go along."
So they did as he wished; and when Tom had


taken leave of his father, they took him away
with them. They journeyed on till it began
to be dusky, and then the little man said, "Let
me get down, I'm tired." So the man took
off his hat and set him down on a clod of earth
in a ploughed field by the side of the road.
But Tom ran about amongst the furrows, and
at last slipt into an old mouse-hole. "Good
night, masters," said he, "I'm off! mind and
look sharp after me the next time." They ran
directly to the place, and poked the ends of
their sticks into the mouse-hole, but all in vain;
Tom only crawled further and further in, and
at last it became quite dark, so that they were
obliged to go their way without their prize, as
sulky as you please.
When Tom found they were gone, he came
out of his hiding-place. What dangerous
walking it is," said he, "in this ploughed field!
If I were to fall from one of these great clods,
I should certainly break my neck." At last,
by good luck, he found a large empty snail-
shell. "This is lucky," said he, "I can sleep
here very well," and in he crept. Just as he
was falling asleep he heard two men passing,


and one said to the other, How shall we ma-
nage to steal that rich parson's silver and gold?"
"I'll tell you," cried Tom. "What noise was
that ?" said the thief, frightened, I am sure I
heard some one speak." They stood still list-
ening, and Tom said, Take me with you, and
I'll soon show you how to get the parson's
money." "But where are you ?" said they.
"Look about on the ground," answered he,
"and listen where the sound comes from."
At last the thieves found him out, and lifted
eim up in their hands. "You little urchin!"
said they, "what can you do for us ?" "Why
I can get between the iron window-bars of the
parson's house, and throw you out whatever
you want." "That's a good thought," said
the thieves, "come along, we shall see what
you can do."
When they came to the parson's house,
Tom slipt through the window-bars into the
room, and then called out as loud as he could
bawl, "Will you have all that is here?" At
this the thieves were frightened, and said,
"Softly, softly! Speak low, that you may not
awaken any body." But Tom pretended not


to understand them, and bawled out again,
" How much will you have? Shall I throw it
all out ? Now the cook lay in the next-room,
and hearing a noise she raised herself in her
bed and listened. Meantime the thieves were
frightened, and ran off to a little distance; but
at last they plucked up courage, and said,
"The little urchin is only trying to make fools
of us." So they came back and whispered
softly to him, saying, "Now let us have no
more of your jokes, but throw out some of the
money.". Then Tom called out as loud as he
could, "Very well: hold your hands, here it
comes." The cook heard this quite plain, so
she sprang out of bed and ran to open the door.
The thieves ran off as if a wolf was at their
tails; and the maid, having groped about and
found nothing, went away for a light. By the
time she returned, Tom had slipt off into the
barn; and when the cook had looked about
and searched every hole and corner, and found
nobody, she went to bed, thinking she must
have been dreaming with her eyes open. The
little man crawled about in the hay-loft, and at
last found a glorious place to finish his night's


rest in; so he laid himself down, meaning to
sleep till day-light, and then find his way home
to his father and mother. But, alas how
cruelly was he disappointed! what crosses
and sorrows happen in this world! The cook
got up early before day-break to feed the cows :
she went straight to the hay-loft, and carried
away a large bundle of hay with the little man
in the middle of it fast asleep. He still, how-
ever, slept on, and did not awake till he found
himself in the mouth of the cow, who had
taken him up with a mouthful of hay: "Good
lack-a-day!" said he, "how did I manage to
tumble into the mill ? But he soon found out
where he really was, and was obliged to have
all his wits about him in order that he might
not get between the cow's teeth, and so be
crushed to death. At last down he went into
her stomach. "It is rather dark here," said
he; "they forgot to build windows in this
room to let the sun in: a candle would be no
bad thing."
Though he made the best of his bad luck,
he did not like his quarters at all; and the
worst of it was, that more and more hay was


always coming down, and the space in which
he was, became smaller and smaller. At last
he cried out as loud as he could, Don't bring
me any more hay! Don't bring me any more
hay!" The maid happened to be just then
milking the cow, and hearing some one speak
and seeing nobody, and yet being quite sure it
was the same voice that she had heard in the
night, she was so frightened that she fell off
her stool and overset the milk-pail. She ran
off as fast as she could to her master the par-
son, and said, "Sir, sir, the cow is talking! "
But the parson said, Woman, thou art surely
mad !" However, he went with her into the
cow-house to see what was the matter.-
Scarcely had they set their foot on the thresh-
old, when Tom called out, "Don't bring me
any more hay!" Then the parson himself
was frightened; and thinking the cow was
surely bewitched, ordered that she should be
killed directly. So the cow was killed, and
the stomach, in which Tom lay, was thrown
out upon a dunghill.
Tom soon set himself to work to get out,
which was not a very easy task; but at last;


just as he had made room to get his head out,
a new misfortune befell him: a hungry wolf
sprung out, and swallowed the whole stomach
with Tom in it at a single gulp, and ran away.
Tom, however, was not disheartened; and,
thinking the wolf would not dislike having
some chat with him as he was going along,
he called out, "My good friend, I can show
you a famous treat." "Where's that?" said
the wolf. "In such and such a house," said
Tom, describing his father's house, "you
can crawl through the drain into the kitchen,
and there you will find cakes, ham, beef, and
every thing your heart can desire." The wolf
did not want to be asked twice; so that very
night he went to the house and crawled through
the drain into the kitchen, and ate and drank
there to his heart's content. As soon as he
was satisfied, he wanted to get away, but he
had eaten so much that he could not get out
the same way that he came in. This was just
what Tom had reckoned upon; and he now
began to set up a great shout, making all the
noise he could. "Will you be quiet ?" said
the wolf: "you'll awaken every body in the


house." "What's that to me ?" said the
little man: "you have had your frolic, now
I've a mind to be merry myself;" and he be-
gan again singing and shouting as loud as he
The woodman and his wife, being awakened
by the noise, peeped through a crack in the
door; but when they saw that the wolf was
there, you may well suppose that they were
terribly frightened; and the woodman ran
for his axe, and gave his wife a scythe.-
"Now do you stay behind," said the wood-
man; "and when I have knocked him on the
head, do you rip up his belly for him with
the scythe." Tom heard all this, and said,
"Father, father! I am here, the wolf has
swallowed me:" and his father said, "Heaven
be praised! we have found our dear child
again;" and he told his wife not to use the
scythe, for fear she should hurt him. Then he
aimed a great blow, and struck the wolf on
the head, and killed him on the spot; and
when he was dead they cut open his body and
set Tommy free. "Ah!" said the father,
"what fears we have had for you!" "Yes,


father," answered he, "I have travelled all
over the world, since we parted, in one way or
other; and now I am very glad to get fresh air
again." "Why, where have you been?"
said his father. "I have been in a mouse-
hole, in a snail-shell, down a cow's throat, and
in the wolf's belly; and yet here I am again
safe and sound." "Well," said they, : "we
will not sell you again for all the riches in the
world." So they hugged and kissed their dear
little son, and gave him plenty to eat and
drink, and fetched new clothes for him, for his
old ones were quite spoiled on his journey.


A CERTAIN man, who had lost almost all
his money, resolved to set off with the little that
was left him, and travel into the wide world.
Then the first place he came to was,a village,
where the young people were running about
crying and shouting. "What is the matter ? "


asked he. "See here," answered they, "we
have got a mouse that we make dance to please
,us. Do look at him: what a droll sight it is!
how he jumps about !" But the man pitied
the poor little thing,'and said, "Let the mouse
go, and I will give you money." So he gave
them some, and: took the mouse and let him
run; and he soon jumped into a hole that was
close by, and was out of their reach.
Then he travelled on and came to another
village, and there the children had got.an ass
that they made stand on its hind legs and tum-
ble, at which they laughed and shouted, and
gave the poor beast no rest. So the good man
gave them also some money to let the poor ass
At the next village he came to, the young
people had got a bear that had been'taught to
dance, and they were plaguing the poor thing
sadly. Then he gave them too some money
to let the beast go, and the bear was very glad
to get on his four feet, and seemed quite
But the man had now given away all the
money he had in the world, and had not a shil-


ling in his pocket.: Then said he to himself,
"The king has heaps of gold in his treasury
that he never uses; I cannot die of hunger, I
hope I shall be forgiven if I borrow a little,
and when I get rich again I will repay it all."
Then he managed to get into the treasury,
and took a very little money; but as he came
out the king's guards saw him; so they said he
was a thief, and took him to the Judge, and he
was sentenced to be thrown into the water in
a box. The lid of the box was full of holes
to let in air, and a jug of water and a loaf of
bread were given him.
Whilst he was swimming along in the wa-
ter very sorrowfully, he heard something nib-
bling and biting at the lock; and all of a sud-
den it fell off, the lid flew open, and there stood
his old friend the little mouse, who had done
him this service. And then came the ass and
the bear, and pulled the box ashore; and all
helped him because he had been kind to them.
But now they did not know what to do next,
and began to consult together; when on a sud-
den a wave threw on the shore a beautiful white
stone that looked like an egg. Then the bear


said, "That's a lucky thing: this is the won-
derful stone, and whoever has it may have every
thing else that he wishes." So the man went
and picked up the stone, and wished for a pa-
lace and a garden, and a stud of horses; and
his wish was fulfilled as soon as he had made
it. And there he lived in his castle and garden,
with fine stables and horses; and all was so
grand and beautiful, that he never could won-
der and gaze at it enough.
After some time, some merchants passed by
that way. "See," said they, "what a princely
palace! The last time we were here, it was
nothing but a desert waste." They were very
curious to know how all this had happened;
so they went in and asked the master of the
palace how it had been so quickly raised.
"I have done nothing myself," answered he,
"it is the wonderful stone that did all."-
"What a strange stone that must be!" said
they: then he invited them in and showed it
to them. They asked him whether he would
sell it, and offered him all their goods for it;
and the goods seemed so fine and costly, that
he quite forgot that the stone would bring him


in a moment a thousand better and richer
things, and he agreed to make the bargain.
Scarcely was the stone, however, out of his
hands before all his riches were gone, and he
found himself sitting in his box in the water,
with his jug of water and loaf of bread by
his side. The grateful beasts, the mouse, the
ass, and the bear, came directly to help him;
but the mouse found she could not nibble off
the lock this time, for it was a great deal
stronger than before. Then the bear said,
"We must find the wonderful stone again, or
all our endeavours will be fruitless."
The merchants, meantime, had taken up
their abode in the palace; so away went the
three friends, and when they came near, the
bear said, "Mouse, go in and look through
the key-hole and see where the stone is kept:
you are small, nobody will see you." The
mouse did as she was told, but soon came
back and said, "Bad news! I have looked in,
and the stone hangs under the looking-glass by
a red silk string, and on each side of it sits
a great cat with fiery eyes to watch it."
Then the others took council together and


said, "Go back again, and wait till the mas-
ter of the palace is in bed asleep, then nip his
nose and pull his hair." Away went the
mouse, and did as they directed her; and the
master jumped up very angry, and rubbed his
nose, and cried, "Those rascally cats are good
for nothing at all, they let the mice eat my very
nose and pull the hair off my head." Then he
hunted them out of the room; and so the mouse
had the best of the game.
Next night as soon as the master was asleep
the mouse crept in again, and nibbled at the
red silken string to which the stone hung, till
down it dropped, and she rolled it along to the
door; but when it got there, the poor little
mouse was quite tired; so she said to the ass,
"Put in your foot, and lift it over the thresh-
old." This was soon done: and they took up
the stone, and set off for the water side. Then
the ass said, "How shall we reach the box ?"
But the bear answered, "That is easily ma-
naged; I can swim very well, and do you, don-
key, put your fore feet over my shoulders;-
mind and hold fast, and take the stone in your
mouth as for you, mouse, you can sit in my


It was all settled thus, and away they swam.
After a time, the bear began to brag and boast:
"We are brave fellows, are not we, ass?" said
he; "what do you think?" But the ass held
his tongue, and said not a word. Why don't
you answer me?" said the bear, "you must
be an ill-mannered brute not to speak when
you're spoken to." When the ass heard this,
he could hold no longer; so he opened his
mouth, and dropped.the wonderful stone. "I
could not speak," said he; did not you know
I had the stone in my mouth? now 'tis lost,
and that's your fault." "Do but hold your
tongue and be quiet," said the bear; "and let
us think what's to be done."
Then a council was held: and at last they
called together all the frogs, their wives and
families, relations and friends, and said: "A
great enemy is coming to eat you all up; but
never mind, bring us up plenty of stones, and
we'll build a strong wall to guard you." The
frogs hearing this were dreadfully frightened,
and set to work, bringing up all the stones they
could find. At last came a large fat frog pull-
ing along the wonderful stone by the silken
string: and when the bear saw it, he jumped


for joy, and said, "Now we have found what
we wanted." So he released the old frog from
his load, and told him to tell his friends they
might go about their business as soon as they
Then the three friends swam off again for the
box; and the lid flew open, and they found that
they were but just in time, for the bread was
all eaten, and the jug almost empty. But as
soon as the good man had the stone in his hand,
he wished himself safe and sound in his palace
again; and in a moment there he was, with his
garden and his stables and his horses; and his
three faithful friends dwelt with him, and they
all spent their time happily and merrily as long
as they lived.


THERE was once an old castle that stood
in the middle of a large thick wood, and in
the castle lived an old fairy. All the day long
she flew about in the form of an owl, or crept


about the country like a cat; but at night she
always became an old woman again. When
any youth came within a hundred paces of her
castle, he became quite fixed, and could not
move a step till she came and set him free:
but when any pretty maiden came within that
distance, she was changed into a bird; and the
fairy put her into a cage and hung her up in a
chamber in the castle. There were seven
hundred of these cages hanging in the castle,
and all with beautiful birds in them.
Now there was once a maiden whose name
was Jorinda: she was prettier than all thepretty
girls that ever were seen; and a shepherd whose
name was Jorindel was very fond of her, and
they were soon to be married. One day they
went to walk in the wood, that they might be
alone: and Jorindel said, "We must take care
that we don't go too near to the castle." It was
a beautiful evening; the last rays of the setting
sun shone bright through the long stems of the
trees upon the green underwood beneath, and
the turtledoves sang plaintively from the tall
Jorinda sat down to gaze upon the sun;


Jorindel sat by her side; and both felt sad,
they knew not why; but it seemed as if they
were to be parted from one another for ever..
They had wandered a long way; and when they
looked to see which way they should go home,
they found themselves at a loss to know what
path to take.
The sun was setting fast, and already half
of his circle had disappeared behind the hill:
Jorindel on a sudden looked behind him, and as
he saw through the bushes that they had, with-
out knowing it, sat down close under the old
walls of the castle, he shrank for fear, turned
pale, and trembled. Jorinda was singing,

The ring-dove sang from the willow spray,
Well-a-day well-a-day!
He mourn'd for the fate
Of his lovely mate,

The song ceased suddenly. Jorindel turned
to see the reason, and beheld his Jorinda
changed into a nightingale; so that her song
ended with a mournful jug, jug. An owl with


fiery eyes flew three times round them, and
three times screamed Tu whu! Tu whu Tu
whu! Jorindel could not move: he stood
fixed as a stone, and could neither weep, nor
speak, nor stir hand or foot. And now the
sun went quite down; the gloomy night came;
the owl flew into a bush; and a moment after
the old fairy came forth pale and meager, with
staring eyes, and a nose and chin that almost
met one another.
She mumbled something to herself, seized
the nightingale, and Went away with it in her
hand. Poor Jorindel saw the nightingale was
gone,-but what could he do? he could not
speak, he could not move from the spot where
he stood. At last the fairy came back, and
sung with a hoarse voice,
Till the prisoner's fast,
And her doom is cast,
There stay Oh, stay !
When the charm is around her,
And the spell has bound her,
Hie away away I
On a sudden Jorindel found himself free.


Then he fell on his knees before the fairy, and
prayed her to give him back his dear Jorinda:
but she said he should never see her again, and
went her way.
He prayed, he wept, he sorrowed, but all in
vain. "Alas!" he said, "what will become
of me?"
He could not return to his own home, so he
went to a strange village, and employed him-
self in keeping sheep. Many a time did he
walk round and round as near to the hated
castle as he dared go. At last he dreamt one
night that he found a beautiful purple flower,
and in the middle of it lay a costly pearl; and
he dreamt that he plucked the flower, and went
with it in his hand into the castle, and that
every thing he touched with it was disenchant-
ed, and that there he found his dear Jorinda
In the morning when he awoke, he began
to search over hill and dale for this pretty
flower; and eight long days he sought for it in
vain: but on the ninth day early in the morn-
ing he found the beautiful purple flower; and

in the middle of it was a large dew drop as
big as a costly pearl.
Then he plucked the flower, and set out and
travelled day and night till he came again to
the castle. He walked nearer than a hundred
paces to it, and yet he did not become fixed
as before, but found that he could go close up
to the door.
.Jorindel was very glad to see this: he touch-
ed the door with the flower, and .it sprang
open, so that he went in through the court,
and listened when he heard so many birds
singing. At last he came to the chamber where
the fairy sat, with the seven hundred birds
singing in the seven hundred cages. And when
she saw Jorindel she was very angry, and
screamed with rage; but she could not come
within two yards of him; for the flower he
held in his hand protected him. He looked
around at the birds, but alas! there were
many many nightingales, and how then should
he find his Jorinda ? While he was thinking
what to do, he observed that the fairy had taken
down one of the cages, and was making her

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escape through the door. He ran or flew to
her, touched the cage with the flower,-and his
Jorinda stood before him. She threw her arms
round his neck and looked as beautiful as ever,
as beautiful as when they walked together in
the wood.
Then he touched all the other birds with the
flower, so that they resumed their old forms;
and took his dear Jorinda home, where they
lived happily together many years.


THERE was once a capital musician who
played delightfully on the fiddle, and he went
rambling in a forest in a merry mood. Then
he said to himself, "Time goes rather heavily
on, I must find a companion." So he took up
his fiddle, and fiddled away till the wood re-
sounded with his music.
Presently up came a wolf. Dear me!
there's a wolf coming to see me," said the