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German fairy tales and popular stories as told by Gammer Grethel
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Kinder- und Hausmärchen
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German
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Grimm, Wilhelm, 1786-1859
Grimm, Jacob, 1785-1863
Taylor, Edgar, 1793-1839
Cruikshank, George, 1792-1878
Grimm, Ludwig Emil, 1790-1863
Byfield
Bohn, Henry G ( Henry George ), 1796-1884
Barclay, George
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Folk tales -- Germany -- 1856   ( rbgenr )
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Folk tales   ( rbgenr )
novel   ( marcgt )
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England -- London

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General Note:
Taylor's translations with Cruikshank's illustrations first appeared under the title: German popular stories, 1823-1826, cf. A.M. Cohn, George Cruikshank, no. 369 and NUC pre-1956, 219:109 and passim.
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Illustrations engraved by Byfield.
Statement of Responsibility:
translated from the collection of MM. Grimm, by Edgar Taylor ; with illustrations by George Cruikshank and Ludwig Grimm.

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GERMAN FAIRY TALES

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POPULAR STORIES,

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TOLD BY GAMMER GRETHEL.


TRANSLATED FROM THE COLLECTION OF MM. GRIMM,

BY EDGAR TAYLOR.


WITH ILLUSTRATIONS FROM DESIGNS

Br GEORGE CRUIKSHANK AND LUDWIG GRrIM.







LONDON:
H. G. BOHN, 4 YORK STREET, COVENT GARDEN.

1856.


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PREFACE.



NEALY fifteen years ago the English public had its
first regular introduction to the curious and amusing po-
pular Tales circulating among the Germans, as collected, and
so admirably edited, by the learned and excellent MM.
Grimm, brethren not only in kindred but in literary taste
and industry.
Another race of that class of readers for whose enter-
tainment such stories are more peculiarly adapted has since
arisen, and the Translators have been induced once again to
resort to the sources from whence they drew their former
supply, for the purpose of re arranging, revising, and adding
to their budget, so as to produce it in a new form, and with
the omission of those parts for which it is probable least
interest will be felt.
Such as it is, they present their compilation to their
young friends, and will add, in substance, a few of the
observations which they before prefixed in explanation of
them.
They admit, as they did then, that they were first in-
duced to compile this little work by the eager relish with
which a few of the tales were received by the young friends
to whom they were narrated. In this feeling the Trans-
lators did not hesitate to avow their own participation;
added years have left them pretty much in the same posi-
tion; and Sir Walter Scott, in his letter to one of thb
translators (which will be found at the end of this volume),
has given to their feelings the sanction of his weighty
authority. Popular fictions and traditions are somewhat
gone out of fashion; yet most will own them to be asso-
ciated with the brightest recollections of their youth. They





iv PREFACE.

are, like the Christmas Pantomime, ostensibly brought forth
to ticlde the palate of the young, but are often received
with as keen an appetite by those of graver years. There
is, moreover, a debt of gratitude due to these ancient
friends and comforters. They have been the revivers of
drowsy age at midnight; old and young have with 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, after their dave's labor, have
carold out the same to make them merrye with; and who
but they have made long nights seem short, and heavy
toyles easie ?"
Much might be urged aWainst that too rigid and philo-
sophic (we may rather say, unphilosophic) exclusion of works
of fancy and fiction from the libraries of children, which is
advocated by some. Our imagination is surely as suscep-
tible of improvement by exercise as our judgment 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 education, there can surely be no ob-
jection to the pleasurable employment of a faculty in which
so much of our happiness in every period of life consists.
But the amusement of the hour was not the Transla-
tors' only object. The rich collection from which the fol-
lowing tales are selected is very interesting in a literary
point of view, as affording a new proof of the wide and
early diffusion of these gay creations of the imagination;
apparently flowing from some great and mysterious foun-
tain-head, whence Calmuck, Russian, Celt, Scandinavian,
and German, in their various ramifications, have imbibed
their earliest lessons of moral instruction.
It is probably owing principally to accidental causes that
some countries have carefully preserved their ancient stores
of fiction, while they have been suffered, in England, 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 interesting and ingenious article in.





PREFACE.


the Quarterly Review" (No. XL.), to which the Trans-
lators readily acknowledge their particular obligations, first
revived attention to the subject, and showed how wide a
field lay open, interesting to the antiquarian as well as to
the reader who only seeks annrEL,-uut
Since that period, and especially since the appearance
of the Translators' first publication, the subject has been
actively' enough investigated. Mr. Keightley, in his
' Fairy Mythology and his Tales and Popular Fictions,"
has pretty well exhausted the subject, and has elevated it
into a branch of literary science, from which probably the
public will be glad to turn to the practical and more
amusing form in which the stories themselves elucidate
their own nature and history.
The collection from which the following Tales are
mainly taken is one of great extent, obtained for the most
part by MM. Grimm from the mouths of German peasants.
The result of their labours ought to be peculiarly interest-
ing to English readers, inasmuch as many of their national
tales are proved to be of the highest northern antiquity,
and common to the parallel classes of society in countries
whose populations have been long and widely disjoined.
Strange to say, "Jack, commonly called the Giant-killer,
and Thomas Thumb," as the Quarterly Reviewer observes,
"landed in England from the very same hulls and war-
ships which conveyed Hengist and Horsa, and Ebba the
Saxon." The Cat, whose identity and London citizenship,
in the story of Whittington, appeared so certain; Tom
Thumb, whose parentage Hearne had traced; and the
Giant-destroyer of Tylney, are equally renowned among the
humblest inhabitants of Munster and Paderborn.
The connexion between the popular tales of remote and
unconnected regions is very remarkable, in the richest col-
lection of this sort of narrative which any country can
boast- disguised as it is under a bombastic and almost un-
readable style-we mean the Pentamerone, overo Trat-
tenemiento de li Piccerille,"-" Fun for the Little Ones,"-
published by Giov. Battista Basile, early in the 17th cen-
tury, as compiled from the stories current among the Nea-
politans. It is singular that the German and the Neapolitan






PREFACE.


tales (though the latter were till lately quite unknown
to foreigners, and never, we believe, translated), bear the
strongest and most minute resemblances. The elements
of some of "The Nights [f~tti piacevoli] of Straparola "
were published first in 1556; but in the latter collection
this class of fictions occupies apparently only an accidental
station, the bulk of his tales being of the Italian School of
Novelle. The Pentamerone seems drawn from original
sources, and was probably compiled without any knowledge
of Straparola, although the latter is earlier in date. The
two works have only four pieces in common. The French
" Contes des Fees" have many points in common with the
Pentamerone and the German Stories.
The nature and immediate design of the present pub-
lication exclude the introduction of some of those stories
which would, in a literary point of view, be most curious.
With a view to variety, the Translators have rather avoided
than selected those, the leading incidents of which are
already familiar to the English reader; and have therefore
often deprived themselves of the interest which comparison
would afford. There were also many stories of great merit,
and tending highly to the elucidation of ancient mythology,
customs, and opinions, which the fastidiousness of modern
taste, especially in works likely to attract the attention
of youth, warned them to pass by. In those tales which
they have selected they have occasionally made variations
which divers considerations dictated. They have, however,
generally noticed these variations, when they are substan-
tial, in the Notes ; but, in most cases, the alteration con-
sists merely in the curtailment of adventures or details,
not .affecting the main plot or character of the story ; or
amounts to little more than the license necessarily.taken
in recounting a popular story, according to the humour of
the reciter.
A few Notes are added, but the Translators trust it will
always be borne in mind that their little work makes no
literary pretensions; that its immediate design precludes
several of the subjects which would be most attractive to
many as matters of research; that professedly critical dis-
sertations would therefore be out of place; and that auch





PREFACE.


subjects have, as before observed, been abundantly eluci-
dated in works professedly directed to that object.
With regard to style, the Translators have been anxious
to adopt that which they havg ever found, by experience,
most suitable to the class of reader. whose tastes and ca-
pacities they had mainly in view; and, indeed, that which
appears in every respect best adapted to the subject-
namely, the purely English elements of our language.
From these they have very rarely, and only under the
pressure of almost absolute necessity, departed.

Our GAMMER GRETHEL, the supposed narrator of the
stories, in fact lived, though under a different name. She
was the Frau Viehmiinnin, the wife of a peasant in the
neighbourhood of Hesse-Cassel, and from her mouth a great
portion of the stories were written down by MM. Grimm.
She died not long after MM. Grimm's first publication,
her family having suffered much in the latter part of the
last French war. M. Ludwig Grimm himself sketched her
intelligent and characteristic features for the frontispiece
to a later edition of his brother's collection; and we, with
great satisfaction, place a copy of it at the head of this
volume. His designs, also, form the bases of our illustrations
of ROSE-BUD, THE GOOSE-GIRL tailpiecee), SNOWDROP, and
HANSEL AND GRETHEL. Most of the others are from the
old designs of Geo. Cruikshank; the whole being now
engraved on wood by Byfield.
















OH, the happy, happy season,
Ere bright Fancy bent to Reason;
When the spirit of our stories
Filled the mind with unseen glories;
Told of creatures of the air,
Spirits, fairies, goblins, rare,
Guarding man with tenderest care;
When before the blazinghearth,
Listening to the tale of mirth,
Sons and daughters, mother, sire,
Neighbours, all drew round the fire;
Lending open ear and faith
To what some learned gossip saith !
But the fays and all are gone,
Reason, Reason, reigns alone;
Every grace and charm is fled,
All by dulness banished !
Thus we ponder, slow and sad,
After Truth the world is mad;
Ah, believe me, Error too
Hath its charms, nor small, nor few.
From VOLTAIRE.











CONTENTS.


EVENING THE FIRST.

THE GOLDEN GOOSE .
THE FISHERMAN AND HIS WIFE
THE FOX'S BRUSH .
FAIRY SONG


EVENING THE SECOND.


ROSE-BUD .
FRITZ AND HIS FRIENDS
THE ELFIN GROVE


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. 31
37


EVENING THE THIRD.


THE JEW IN THE BUSH
ASHPUTTEL .
THE WAITS OF BREMEN


S 46
51
61


EVENING THE FOURTH.


RUMPEL-STILTS-KRr
BRUIN AND THE TIT3
THE NOSE-TREE


67
72
S 76


EVENING THE FIFTH

THE GOOSE-GIRL .
KING GRIZZLE-BEARD
THE MAN IN THE BAG
KARL KATZ .

EVENING THE SIXTH.

THE BEAR AND THE SKRATTEL
HANS IN LUCK
TOM THUMB .


86
96
101
106


115
S128
137







X CONTENTS.


EVENING THE SEVENTH.

SNOW-DROP .
THE FOUR CRAFTS-MEN .
CAT-SKIN
SONG TO THE LADY-BIRD

EVENING THE EIGHTH.

JORINDA AND JORINDEL .
TUMBLING THE DWARF AND TUMBLING THE GIANT
THE WATER OF LIFE

EVENING THE NINTH.


THE BLUE LIGHT
THE THREE CROWS
CHANTICLEER AND PARTLET
THE FROG-PRINCE


195
S202
S206
214


EVENING THE TENTH.


THE ELVES AND THE COBBLER
CHERRY THE FROG-BRIDE
THE DANCING SHOES


S 219
222
231


EVENING THE ELEVE .


MASTER SNIP
GIANT GOLDEN-BEARD
PEE-WIT
SPITZ AND THE SPARROW


238
S 246
255
S 261


EVENING THE TWELFTH.

HANSEL AND GRETHEL .
LILY AND THE LION
DONKEY-WORT
HEADS OFF .


PAGE
147
157
163
170



171
175
185


266
280
288
296









GAMMER GRETHEL.


WHO SHE WAS AND WHAT SHE DID.


GAMMER GRETHEL was an honest, good-humoured
farmer's wife, who, a while ago, lived far off in
Germany.
She knew all the good stories that were told in
that country; and every evening about Christmas time
the boys and girls of the neighbourhood gathered round
her to hear her tell them some of her budget of strange
stories.





GAMMER GRETHEL.


One Christmas, being in that part of the world,
I joined the party; and begged her to let-me write
down- what I heard, for the benefit of my young friends
in England. And so, for twelve merry evenings, be-
ginning with Christmas eve, we met and listened to
her budget.
Many a time have my acquaintances, of both sexes,
called for a chapter out of my Tale-book: and as I
have reason to think that there may be a great many
more-not only of boys and girls, but of men and
women too-than I know, or should like the trouble
of reading to, who would be glad to have been of
Gammer Grethel's party, or at least would- like to
know how it was that she so much amused her friends,
I at last resolved to print the collection, for the benefit
of all those who may wish to read it.
And so, Gentle Reader," as a worthy old writer
has said with regard to some similar matter of amuse-
ment, "craving thy kind acceptance, I wish thee as
much willingness to the reading, as I have been forward
in the printing: and so I end,-Farewell."





























EVENING THE FIRST.


THE GOLDEN GOOSE-THE FISHERMAN AND HIS WIFE-
THE FOX'S BRUSH.



THE GOLDEN GOOSE.*

THERE was a man who had three sons. The youngest
was called Dummling which is much the same
as Dunderhead, for all thought he was more than

Die Goldene Gans of Grimm; from Hesse and Paderborn.
"The manner in which Loke, in the Edda, hangs to the eagle is,"
MM. Grimm observe, better understood after a perusal of the story
of the Golden Goose, to which the lads and lasseswho touch it adhere."
-Quart. Rev. XLI. They add that the Golden Goose, buried at the
root of an oak, and fated to be the reward of virtue, and to bring
B





EVENING THE FIRST.


half a fool-and he was at all times mocked and ill-
treated by the whole household.
It happened that the eldest son took it into his
head one day to go into the wood to cut fuel; and
his mother gave him a nice pasty and a bottle of
wine to take with him, that he might refresh himself
at his work. As he went into the wood, a little old
man bid him good day, and said, "Give me a little
piece of meat from your plate, and a little wine out of
your bottle, for I am very hungry and thirsty." But
this clever young man said, Give you my meat and
wine? No, I thank you, I should not have enough
left for myself:" and away he went. He soon began
to cut down a tree; but he had not worked long
before he' missed his stroke, and cut himself, and was
forced to go home to have the wound dressed. Now it
was the little old man that sent him this mischief.
Next went out the second son to work: and his
mother gave him too a pasty and a bottle of wine. And
the same little old man met him also, and asked him
blessing on its owner, seems only one of the various types by which,
in these tales, happiness, wealth, and power, are conferred on the
favourites of fortune. The prize is here poetically described as so
attractive, that whatever approaches clings to it as to a magnet.
The Dummling is drawn with his usial characteristics; he is some-
times inferior in stature, sometimes in intellect, and at other times in
both: his resemblance to the Diiumling or Thumbling is obvious; and
though his name has now an independent meaning, we should suspcct
it to have been originally the same: unless the appearance of the
characterin the Pentamerone, iii. 8, by the unambiguous name of" Lo
Gnorante," be against our theory. We leave this singular personage
in the hands of MM. Grimm; referring also to the Altdeutsche
I I older, where our hero is pointed out as appearing under the appel-
lation of "Dummeklare," in the Romance of Parcifal.





THE GOLDEN GOOSE.


for something to eat and drink. But he too thought
himself very clever, and said, "The more you eat the
less there would be for me: so go your way!" The
little man took care that he too should have his re-
ward, and the second stroke that he aimed against a
tree hit him on the leg; so that he too was forced to
go home.
Then Dummling said, "Father, I should like to
go and cut wood too." But his father said, "Your
brothers have both lamed themselves; you had better
stay at home, for you know nothing about the business
of wood-cutting." But Dummling was very pressing;
and at last his father said, Go your way you will be
wiser when you have smarted for your folly." And his
mother gave him only some dry bread and a bottle of
sour beer. But when he went into the wood, he met
the little old man, who said, "Give me some meat and
drink, for I am very hungry and thirsty." Dummling
said, "I have only dry bread and sour beer; if that
will suit you we will sit down and eat it, such as it is,
together." So they sat down; and when the lad
pulled out his bread, behold it was turned into a rich
pasty: and his sour beer, when they tasted it, was de-
lightful wine. They ate and drank heartily; and when
they had done, the little man said, As you have a kind
heart, and have been willing to share everything with
me, I will send a blessing upon you. There stands an
old tree; cut it down, and you will find something at
the root." Then he took his leave, and went his way.
Dummling set to work, and cut down the tree; and
when it fell, he found, in a hollow under the roots, a





EVENING THE FIRST.


goose with feathers of pure gold. He took it up, and
went on to a little inn by the roadside, where he
thought to sleep for the night on his way home. Now
the landlord had three daughters; and when they saw
the goose they were very eager to look what this won-
derful bird could be, and wished very much to pluck
one of the feathers out of its tail. At last the eldest
said, "I must and will have a feather." So she waited
till Dummling was gone to bed, and then seized the
goose by the wing; but to her great wonder there she
stuck, for neither hand nor finger could she get away
again. Then in came the second sister, and thought
to have a feather too; but the moment she touched.her
sister, there she too hung fast. At last came the third,
and she also wanted a feather; but the other two cried
out, "Keep away! for Heaven's sake, keep away!"
However, she did not understand what they meant.
"If they are there," thought she, "I may as well be
there too." So she went up to them; but the moment
she touched her sisters she stuck fast, and hung to the
goose, as they did. And so they kept company with
the goose all night in the cold.
The next morning Dummling got up and carried off
the goose under his arm. He took no notice at all of
the three girls, but went out with them sticking fast
behind. So wherever he travelled, they too were forced
to follow, whether they would or no, as fast as their
legs could parry them.
In the middle of a field the parson met them; and
when he saw the train, he said, "Are you not ashamed
of yourselves, you bold girls, to run after a young man





THE GOLDEN GOOSE.


in that way over the fields ? Is that good behaviour ?"
Then he took the youngest by the hand to lead her
away; but as soon as he touched her he too hung fast,
and followed in the train; though sorely against his
will, for he was not only in rather too good plight for
running fast, but just then he had a little touch of the
gout in the great toe of his right foot. By and bye
up came the clerk; and when he saw his master, the
parson, running after the three girls, he wondered
greatly, and said, "Holla! holla! your reverence!
whither so fast? there is a christening to-day." Then
he ran up and took him by the gown; when, lo and
behold, he stuck fast too. As the five were thus trudging
along, one behind another, they met two labourers
with their mattocks coming from work; and the
parson cried out lustily to them to help him. But
scarcely had they laid hands on him, when they too fell
into the rank; and so they made seven, all running
together after Dummling and his goose.
Now Dummling thought he would see a little of the
world before he went home; so he and his train jour-
neyed on, till at last they came to a city where there
was a king who had an only daughter. The princess
was of so thoughtful and moody a turn of mind that no
one could make her laugh; and the king had made
known to all the world, that whoever could make her
laugh should have her for his wife. When the young
man heard this, he went to her, with his goose and all
its train; and as soon as she saw the seven all hanging
together, and running along, treading on each other's
heels, she could not help bursting into a long and loud






EVENING THE FIRST.


laugh. Then Dummling claimed her for his wife, and
married her; and he was heir to the kingdom, and
lived long and happily with his wife.
But what became of the goose and the goose's tail,
I never could hear.




TIHE FISHERMAN AND HIS WIFE.*

THERE was once a fisherman who. lived with his
wife in a pigstye, 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 sparkling
waves and watching his line, all on a sudden his float
was dragged away deep into the water: and in drawing
it up he pulled out a great fish. But the fish said,
"Pray let me live I am not a real fish; I am an en-
chanted prince : put me in the water again, and let me
go Oh ho !'" said the man, "you need not make
so many words about the matter; I will have nothing
to do with a fish that can talk: so swim away, Sir, as
"De Fischer un siine Fru of Grimm; a story in the Pomera-
nian Low German dialect, which is admirably adapted to this species
of narrative, and particularly pleasing to an English ear, as bearing a
remarkable affinity to his own language, or rather that of the Lowland
Scotch. Take the second sentence as a specimen : "Daar satt he eens
an de see, bi de angel, un sach in dat blanke water; unhe sach immer
(ever) na de angel," &c. During the fervour of popular feeling on the
downfall of the power of the late Emperor of France, this tale became
a great favourite in Germany. In the original, the last object of the
wife's desire is to be as de lewe Gott (der liebe Gott, le bon Dieu).
We have somewhat softened the boldness of the lady's ambition.





THE FISHERMAN AND HIS WIFE.


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 on the
wave.
When the fisherman went home to his wife in the
pigstye, he told her how he had caught a great fish, and
how it had told him it was an enchanted prince, and
how, on hearing it speak, he had let it go again. "Did
not you ask it for anything?" said the wife. "No,"
said theman; what should I ask for ?" "Ah i" said
the wife, "we live very wretchedly here, in this nasty
dirty pigstye; do go back and tell the fish we want a
snug little cottage."
The fisherman did not much like the business:
however, he went to the sea-shore; and when he came
there the water looked all yellow and green. And he
stood at the water's edge, and said,-
0 man of the sea!
Hearken to me !
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee "

Then the fish came swimming to him, and said,
"Well, what is her will? what does your wife want?"
"Ah !" said the fisherman, "she says that when I had
caught you, I ought to have asked you for something
before I let you go; she does not like living any longer
in the pigstye, and wants a snug little cottage." "Go
home, then," said the fish; "she is in the cottage
already!" So the man went home, and saw his wife
standing at the door of a nice trim little cottage.





EVENING THE FIRST.


"Come in, come in!" said she; "is not this much
better than the filthy pigstye we had ?" And there
was a parlour, and a bedchamber, and a kitchen; and
behind the cottage there was a little garden, planted
with all sorts of flowers and fruits; and there was a
courtyard behind, full of ducks and chickens. "Ah !"
said the fisherman, "how happily we shall live now!"
"We will try to do so, at least," said his wife.
Everything went right for a week or two, and then
Dame Ilsabill said, "Husband, there is not near room
enough for us in this cottage; the courtyard and the
garden are a great deal too small; I should like to have
a large stone castle to live in: go to the fish again and
tell him to give us a castle." Wife," said the fisher-
man, "I don't like to go to him again, for perhaps he
will be angry; we ought to be easy with this pretty
cottage to live in." "Nonsense!" said the wife; "he
will do it very willingly, I know; go along, and try!"
SThe fisherman went, but 'his heart was very heavy:
and when he came to the sea, it looked blue and
gloomy, though it was very calm; and he went close
to the edge of the waves, and said,-
0 man of the sea!
Hearken to me!
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee !"

"Well, what does she want now ?" said the fish.
" Ah said the man, dolefully, "my wife wants to live
in a stone castle." "Go home, then," said the fish;
"she is standing at the gate of it already." So away





THE FISHERMAN AND HIS WIFE.


went the fisherman, and found his wife standing before
the gate of a great castle. "See," said she, "is not
this grand?" With that they went into the castle
together, and found a great many servants there, and
the rooms all richly furnished, and full of golden chairs
and tables; and behind the castle was a garden, and
around it was a park half a mile long, full of sheep,
and goats, and hares, and deer; and in the courtyard
were stables and cow-houses. "Well," said the man,
"now we will live cheerful and happy in this beautiful
castle for the rest of our lives." Perhaps we may,"
said the wife; "but let us sleep upon it, before we
make up our minds to that." So they went to bed.
The next morning when Dame Ilsabill awoke it was
broad daylight, 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 she. "But,
wife," said 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. This time
the sea looked a dark gray colour, and was overspread
with curling waves and ridges of foam as he cried
out,-
O man of the sea!
Hearken to me!
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee "






EVENING THE FIRST.


"Well, what would she have now ?" said the fish.
"Alas!" said the poor 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 went in he saw his wife sitting on a high throne of
gold and diamonds, with a golden crown upon her head;
and on each side of her stood six fair 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 anything more to wish
for as long as we live." "I don't know how that may
be," said she; "never is a long time. I am king, it
is true; but I begin to be tired of that, and I think I
should like to be emperor." "Alas, wife why should
you wish to be emperor?" said the fisherman. "Hus-
band," said she, "go to the fish I say I will be
emperor." "Ah, wife !" replied the fisherman, "the
fish cannot make an emperor I am sure, and I should
not like to ask him for such a thing." "I am king,"
said Isabill, and you are my slave; so go at oncee"
So the fisherman was forced to go; and he mut-
tered 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 be sorry for what we have done." He
soon came to the sea-shore; and the water was quite
black and muddy, and a mighty whirlwind blew over





THE FISHERMAN AND HIS WIFE.


the waves and rolled them about, but he went as near
as he could to the water's brink, and said,-
0 man of the sea !
Hearken to me!
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And 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 Ilsabill 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 stop at being
emperor? 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." "Husband," said she, "I
will be pope this very day." "But," replied the hus-
band, "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






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and down in boiling waves, and the ships were in
trouble, and rolled fearfully upon the tops of the bil-
lows. In the middle of the heavens there was a little
piece of blue sky, but towards the south all was red, as
if a dreadful storm was rising. At this sight the fisher-
man, was dreadfully frightened, and he'trembled so that
his knees knocked together: but still he went down
near to the shore, and said,-
0 man of the sea!
Hearken to me!
My wife Usabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee i "

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 Ilsabill
sitting on a throne that was two miles high. And she
had three great crowns on her head, and around her
stood all the pomp and power of the church. And on
each side of her 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
rushlight. Wife," said the fisherman, as he looked
at all this greatness, 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 easy,
for you can be'nothing greater." "I will think about
that," said the wife. Then they went to bed : but
Dame Ilsabill could not sleep all night for thinking
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THE FISHERMAN AND HIS WIFE.


asleep, morning broke, and the sun rose. "Ha!"
thought she, as she woke up and looked .at it through
the window, after all I cannot prevent the sun rising."
At this thought she was very angry, and wakened her
husband, and said, Husband, go to the fish and tell
him'I must be lord of the sun and moon." The fisher-
man 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 easy with being
pope ?" "No," said she, I am very uneasy as long
as the sun and moon rise without my leave. Go to the
fish at once !"
Then the man went shivering with fear; and as
he was going down to the shore a dreadful storm arose,
so that the trees and the very rocks shook. And all
the heavens became black with stormy clouds, and the
lightning played, and the thunders rolled; and you
might have seen in the sea great black waves, swelling
up like mountains with crowns of white foam upon
their heads. And the fisherman crept towards the sea,
and cried out, as well as he could,-
O man of the sea!
Hearken to me!
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee "

What does she want now ?" said the fish. Ah I"
said he, "she wants to be lord of the sun and moon."
" Go home," said the fish, "to your pigstye again."
And there they live to this very day.





EVENING THE FIRST.


THE FOX'S BRUSH.*

STHE King of the East had a beautiful garden, and
in the garden stood a tree that bore golden apples.
Lest any of these apples should be stolen, they were
always counted; but 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
told the gardener to keep a watch under the tree all
night.
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 set to watch, and at mid-
night 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 yielded, and
"Der Goldene Vogel" of Grimm, a Hessian story; told also,
with slight variations, in Paderborn. The substance of this tale, in
which the Golden Bird is generally called the Phoenix, is of great
antiquity. Perinskiold, in the catalogue to Hickes, mentions the Saga
of Artus Fagra, and describes the contents thus: "Hist. de tribus
fratribus, Carolo, Vilhielmo, atque Arturo, cogn. Fagra, regis Anglise
filiis, qui ad inquirendum Phoenicem, ut eg curaretur morbus immedi-
cabilis patris illorum, in ultimas usque Indie oras missi sunt.'" It
appears that the same subject forms a Danish popular tale. The
youngest and successful son is a character of perpetual recurrence in
the German tales. He is generally despised for diminutive stature, or
supposed inferiority of intellect, and passes by the contemptuous ap-
pellation of the Dummling (see our No. 1), and of whom we shall
have occasion to say more hereafter.





THE FOX'S BRUSH.


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 and sat upon the tree.
This bird's feathers were all 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.
The arrow, however, did the bird no harm, it only
dropped a golden feather from its tail, and flew away.
The golden feather was then brought to the king in the
morning, and all his court were called together. Every
one agreed that it was the most beautiful thing that
had ever been seen, and 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 and will have
the whole bird."
Then the gardener's eldest son set out to find this
golden bird, and thought to find it 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. The
lad was fond of a little sporting, so he took his bow and
made ready to shoot at it. Then Mr. Reynard, who
saw what he was about, and did not like the thoughts
of being shot at, cried out, "Softly, softly! do not
shoot me, I can give you good counsel. 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, built one on
each side of the street. The right-hand one is very
pleasant and beautiful to look at, but go not in there.
Rest for the night in the other, though it may seem
to you very poor and mean." What can such a beast





EVENING THE FIRST.


as this know about the matter ?" thought the silly lad
to himself. So he shot his arrow at the fox, but he
missed it, and it only laughed at him, set-up its tail
above its back, and ran into the wood.
The young man went his way, and in the evening
came to the village where the two inns were. In the
right-hand one were people singing, and dancing, and
feasting; but the other looked very dirty, ail 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 there he stayed, 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 with the fox sitting by the roadside, who gave
him the same good advice as he had given his brother:
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, joined the
merry-making, and there 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 him 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
hinder his coming back. However, at last it was
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THE FOX'S BRUSH.


not rest at home.. As he came to the wood he met the
fox, who gave him the same good counsel that he had
given the other brothers. But he was thankful to the
fox, and did not shoot at him, as his brothers had done.
Then 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 quickly
that their hair whistled in the wind.
When they came to the village, the young man was
wise enough to follow the fox's counsel, and, without
looking about him, went straight 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 sol-
diers fast asleep and snoring; take no notice of them,
but go into the castle, and pass 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 it
into the handsome one, otherwise you will be sorry for
it." Then the fox stretched out his brush 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 lad went in, and found the chamber, where the
golden bird hung in a wooden cage. Below stood the
golden cage; and the three golden apples, that had
been lost, were lying close by its side. Then he thought
to himself, It will be a very droll thing to bring away
such a fine bird in this shabby cage ;" so he opened
C





EVENING THE FIRST.


the door and took hold of the bird, and put it into the
golden cage. But it set up at once such a loud scream,
that all the soldiers awoke; and they took.him prisoner,
and carried him before the king.
The next morning the court sat to judge him; and
when all'was heard, it doomed him to die, unless he
should bring the king the golden horse, that could run
as swiftly as the wind. 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 sudden, he met his
good friend the fox taking his morning's walk. Hey-
day, young gentleman !" said Reynard; "you see now
what has happened from your not listening to my advice.
I will still, however, tell you how you may find the golden
horse, if you will but 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 softly; but be
sure to let the old leather saddle be upon him, and do
not put on the golden one that is close by." Then
the young man 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 lad
looked at the horse, he thought it a great pity to keep
the leather saddle upon it. "I will give him the
good one," said he : "I am sure he is worth it." As
he took up the golden saddle, the groom awoke, and
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THE FOX'S BRUSH.


him prisoner; and in the morning he was brought be-
fore the king's court to be judged, and was once more
doomed to die. But it was agreed that if he could
bring thither the beautiful princess, he should live, and
have the horse given him for his own.
Then he went his way again very sorrowful; but
the old fox once more met him on the road, and said,
"Why did you not listen to me? If you had, you
would have carried away both the bird and the horse.
Yet I will once more give you counsel. Go straight on,
and in the evening you will come to a castle. At
twelve o'clock every night the princess goes to the bath :
go up to her as she passes, and give her a kiss, and
she will let you lead her away; but take care you do
not let her go and take leave of her father and mother."
Then the fox stretched out his tail, and 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 said, "No!" but she wept still
more and more, and fell at his feet, till at last he
yielded; but the moment she came to her father's door
the guards awoke, and he was taken prisoner again.
So he was brought at once before the king, who
lived in that castle. And the king said, "You shall
never have my daughter, unless in eight days you dig
away the hill that stops the view from my window."
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EVENING THE FIRST.


vorld could not have taken 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 I will
work for you." In the morning he awoke, and the hill
was gone; so he went merrily to the king, and told him
that now it was gone he must give him the princess.
Then the king was obliged to keep his word, and
away went the young man and the princess. But the
fox came and said to him, "That will not do; 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 it be ?"
"If you will only listen," said the fox, "it' can soon
be done. When you come to the king of the castle
where the golden horse is, and he asks for the beautiful
princess, you must say, 'Here she is!' Then he will
be very glad to see her, and will run to welcome her;
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 or not; and when you get it into your
hand, ride away as fast as you can."
This, too, happened as the fox said: they carried off





THE FOX'S BRUSH.


the bird; the princess mounted again, and off they
rode till they came to a great wood. On their way
through it they met their old friend Reynard again;
and he said, "Pray kill me, and cut off my head and
my brush !" The young man would not do any such
thing-to so good a friend: 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 brook!" Then away he went. "Well,"
thought the young man, "it is no hard matter, at any
rate, to follow that advice."
So he rode on with the princess, till at last they
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 rogues are going to be hanged." As he came
bearer, he saw that the two men were his brothers, who
had turned robbers. At the sight of them in this sad
plight his heart was very heavy, and he cried out,
"Can nothing save them from such a death ?" but the
people said "No !" unless he would bestow all his
money upon the rascals, and buy their freedom, by re-
paying all they had stolen. Then he did not stay to
think about it, but paid whatever was asked; and his
brothers were given up, and went on with him towards
their father's home.
Now the weather was very hot; and as they came
to the wood where the fox first met them, they found it
so cool and shady under the trees, by the side of a
brook that ran close by, that the two brothers said,
" Let us sit down by the side of this brook and rest a
while, to eat and drink." Very well!" said he, and





EVENING THE FIRST.


forgot what the fox had said, and sat down on the side
of the brook: and while he thought of no harm coming
to him they crept behind him, 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
these we have won by our own skill and strength."
Then there was great merriment made, and the king
held a feast, and the two brothers were welcomed home;
but the horse would not eat, the bird would not sing,
and the princess sat by herself in her chamber, and wept
bitterly.
The youngest son fell to the bottom of the bed of
the stream. 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. As he stood bewailing
his fate, and thinking what he should do, to his great
joy he spied his old and faithful friend the fox, look-
ing down from the bank upon him. Then Reynard
scolded him for not following his advice, which would
have saved him from all the troubles that had befallen
him. Yet," said he, "silly as you have been, I can-
not bear to leave you here; so lay hold of my brush,
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 a watch to kill you if they find you
making your way back." So he dressed himself as a
poor piper, and came playing on his pipe to the king's
court. But he was scarcely within the gate when the
horse began to eat, and the bird to sing, and the prin.
cess left off weeping. And when he got to the great
hall, where all the court sat feasting, he went straight
up to the king, and told him all his brothers' roguery.





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Then it made the king very angry to hear what they
had done, and they were seized and punished; and the
youngest son had the princess given to him again; and
he married her; and after the king's death he was
chosen king in his stead.
After his marriage he went one day to walk in
the wood, and there the old fox met him once more,
and besought him, with tears in his eyes, to be so
kind as to cut off his head and his brush. At last he
did so, though sorely against his will, and in the same
moment the fox was changed into a prince, and the
princess knew him to be her own brother, who had
been lost a great many years; for a spiteful fairy had
enchanted him, with a spell that could only be broken
by some one getting the golden bird, and by cutting off
his head and his brush.














,A -z --





24














SONG.

On let us be fairies, if fairies are free
From heartless, dull fancies, that plague you and me:
If labyrinths of fashion ne'er tangle their feet,
Nor pleasure brings sorrow, nor kindness deceit!

The fairies the fairies oh, be they indeed
Gay children of nature, whose home is the mead ?
Who toil not, and care not; who, blessing and blest,
Just live out their summer, ard close it in rest ?

There's wisdom with fairies: I'll visit their school,
They'll show me their Order, and teach me their Rule;
And if they adopt me, why fare thee well, earth I
We want not each other, in mourning or mirth!






























'EVENING THE SECOND.


ROSE-BUD-FRITZ AND HIS FRIENDS-THE ELFIN GROVE.


ROSE-BUD.*
A KING and queen once upon a time reigned in a
country a great way off, where there were in those days
fairies. Now this king and queen had plenty of money,
Dornrdschen of Grimm, a Hessian story. Wehave, perhaps,
in our alteration of the heroine's name, lost one of the links of con-
nexion, which MM. Grimm observe between this fable and that of the
ancient tradition of the restoration of Brynhilda, by Sigurd, as nar-
rated in the Edda of Sremund in Volsunga Saga. Sigurd pierces the
enchanted fortifications, and rouses the heroine. Who is it," said





EVENING THE SECOND.


and plenty of fine clothes to wear, and plenty of good
things to eat and drink, and a coach to ride out in
every day: but though they had been married many
years they had no children, and this grieved them very
much indeed. But one day as the queen was walking
by the side of the river, at the bottom of the garden,
she saw a poor little fish, that had thrown itself out of
the water, and lay gasping and nearly dead on the
bank. Then the queen took pity on the little fish, and
threw it back again into the river; and before it swam
away it lifted its head out of the water and said, "I
know what your wish is, and it shall be fulfilled, in
return for your kindness to me-you will soon have a
daughter." What the little fish had foretold soon came
to pass; and the queen had a little girl, so very beauti-
ful that the king could not cease looking on it for joy,
and said he would hold a great feast and make merry,
and show the child to all the land. So he asked his
kinsmen, and nobles, and friends, and neighbours. But
the queen said, "I will have the fairies also, that they
might be kind and good to our little daughter." Now

she, of might sufficient to rend my armour and to break my sleep ?"
She afterwards tells the cause of her trance: "Two kings contended:
'one hight Hialmgunnar, and he was old but of mickle might, and Odin
had promised him the victory. I felled him in fight, but Odin struck
my head with the sleepy-thorn [the Thorn-rose or Dog-rose, see
Altdeutsehe Wdider, i. 135], and said I should never be again vic-
torious, and should be hereafter wedded."-Herbert's Miscell. Poetry,
vol. ii. p. 23. Though the allusion to the Sleep-rose is preserved in
our heroine's name, she suffers from the wound of a spindle, as in the
Pentamerone of G. B. Basile, v. 5. The further progress of Sigurd's,
or Siegfried's, adventures will be seen in Heads Off," another of the
stories of Grimm's collection, to be found at the end of our volume.





ROSE-BUD.


there were thirteen fairies in the kingdom; but as the
king and queen had only twelve golden dishes for them
to eat out of, they were forced to leave one of the
fairies without asking her. So twelve fairies came, each
with a high red cap on her head, and red shoes with
high heels on her feet, and a long white wand in her
hand: and after the feast was over they gathered round
in a ring and gave all their best gifts to the little
princess. One gave her goodness, another beauty, an-
other riches, and so on till she had all that was good
in the world.
Just as eleven of them had done blessing her, a
great noise was heard in the courtyard, and word was
brought that the thirteenth fairy was come, with a
black cap on her head, and black shoes on her feet, and
a broomstick in her hand: and presently up she came
into the dining-hall. Now as she had not been asked
to the feast dhe was very angry, and scolded the king
and queen very much, and set to work to take her
revenge. So she cried out, "The king's daughter shall,
m her fifteenth year, be wounded by a spindle, and fall
down dead." Then the twelfth of the friendly fairies,
who had not yet given her gift, came forward, and said
that the evil wish must be fulfilled, but that she could
soften its mischief; so her gift was, that the king's
daughter, when the spindle wounded her, should not
really die, but should only fall asleep for a hundred
years.
However, the king hoped still to save his dear child
altogether from the threatened evil; so he ordered that
Ill the spindles in the kingdom should be bought up





EVENING THE SECOND.


and burnt. But all the gifts of the first eleven fairies
were in the meantime fulfilled; for the princess was so
beautiful, and well-behaved, and good, and wise, that
every one who knew her loved her.
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 spin-
ning away very busily. "Why, how now, good mo-
ther," said the princess, "what are you doing there ?"
Spinning," said the old lady, and nodded her head;
humming a tune, while buzz! went the wheel. How
prettily that little thing turns round!" said the prin-
cess, and took the spindle and began to try and spin.
But scarcely had she touched it, before the fairy's pro-
phecy was fulfilled; the spindle wounded her, 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 pigeons on the house-top, and the
very flies slept upon the walls. Even the fire on the
hearth left off blazing, and went to sleep; the jack
stopped, and the spit that was turning about with a
goose upon it for the king's dinner stood still; and the
cook, who was at that moment pulling the kitchen-boy





ROSE-BUD.


by the hair to give him a box on the ear for something
he had done amiss, let him go, and both fell asleep;
the butler, who was slily tasting the ale, fell asleep with
the jug at his lips: and thus everything stood still,
and slept soundly.
A large hedge of thorns soon grew round the pa-
lace, and every year it became higher and thicker; till
at last the old palace was surrounded and hidden, 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 the king's daughter
was called) : so that, from time to time, several kings'
sons came, and tried to break through the thicket into
the palace. This, however, none of them could ever do;
for the thorns and bushes laid hold of them, as it were
with hands; and there they stuck fast, and died
wretchedly.
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 be-
hind it, and how a wonderful princess, called Rose-Bud,
lay in it 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 that they had all stuck fast in it, and died.
Then the young prince said, All this shall not frighten
me, I will go and see this Rose-Bud." The old man
tried to hinder him, but he was bent upon going.
Now that very day the hundred years were ended;
and as the prince came to the thicket, he saw nothing
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with ease, and they shut in after him as thick as ever.
Then he came at last to the palace, and there in the
court lay the dogs asleep; and the horses were standing
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 were sleeping on the
walls; the spit was standing still; the butler had the
jug of ale at his lips, going to drink a draught; the
maid sat with a fowl in her lap ready to be plucked;
and the cook in the kitchen was still holding up her
hand, as if she was going to beat the boy.
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 on a couch by the window. She looked so beau-
tiful that he could not take his eyes off her, so he
stooped down and gave her a kiss. But the moment
he kissed her she opened her eyes and awoke, and
smiled upon him; and they went out together; and
soon the king and queen also awoke, and all the court,
and gazed on each other with great wonder. And the
horses shook themselves, and the dogs jumped up 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 again; the fire in the kitchen
blazed up; round went the jack, and round went the
spit, with the goose for the king's dinner upon it; the
butler finished his draught of ale; the maid went on
plucking the fowl; and the cook gave the boy the box
on his ear.






FRITZ AND HIS FRIENDS.


And then the prince and Rose-Bud were married,
and the wedding feast was given; and they lived happily
together all their lives long.




FRITZ AND HIS FRIENDS.*

HONEST Fritz had worked hard all his life, but ill
luck befell him; his cattle died, his barns were burned,
and he lost almost all his money. So at last he said,.
"Before it is all gone I will buy goods, and go out
into the world, and see whether I shall have the luck
to mend my fortune."
The first place he came to was a village, where" the
boys were running about, crying and shouting. "What
is the matter ?" asked he, "See here!" said 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

"Die treuen Thiere" of Grimm, from the Schwalmgegend, in
Hesse. It is singular that nearly the same story is to be found in the
Relations of Ssidi Kur, a collection of tales current among the Cal-
muck Tartars. A benevolent Brahmin there receives the grateful as-
sistance of a mouse, a bear, and a monkey, whom he has severally
rescued from the hands of their tormentors.-- Quart. Rev. No. XL.
p. 99. There is a very similar story, "Lo Scarafone, lo Sorece, e lo
Grillo," in the Pentamerone, iii. 5. Another in the same work,
iv. 1, "La Preta de lo Gallo," embraces the incidents of the latter
part of our tale. The Gesta Romanorum also contains a fable some-
what similar in plot, though widely different in details. The cunning
device of the mouse reminds MM. Grimm of Loke, in the form of a
fly, stinging the sleeping Freya till she throws off her necklace. Mrs.
Jameson has given us a Canadian Indian's legend, having a similar
basis.





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jumps about!" But the man pitied the poor little
thing, and said, "Let the poor mouse go, and I will
give you money." So he gave them some money, and
took the mouse and let it run: and it 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 boys had got an ass, that they made stand
on its hind legs, and tumble and cut capers. Then
they laughed and shouted, and gave the poor beast no
rest. So the good man gave them too some of his
money, to let the poor thing go away in peace.
At the next village he came to, the young people
were leading a bear, that had been taught to dance, arid
were plaguing the poor thing sadly. Then he gave
them too some money, to let the beast go; and Master
Bruin was very glad to get on his four feet, and seemed
quite at his ease and happy again.
But now our traveller found that he had given
away all the money he had in the world, and had not a
shilling in his pocket. Then said he to himself, The
king has heaps-of gold in his strong box that he never
uses; I cannot die of hunger: so I hope I shall be for-
given if I borrow a little from him, and when I get
rich again I will repay it all."
So he managed to get at the king's strong box, and
took a very little money; but as he came out the
guards saw him, and said he was a thief, and took him
to the judge. The poor man told his story; but the
judge said that sort of borrowing could not be suffered,
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FRITZ AND HIS FRIENDS.


punished; so the end of his trial was that Fritz was
found guilty, and doomed to be thrown into the lake,
shut up in a box. The lid of the box was full of holes
to let in air; and one jug of water and one loaf of
bread were given him.
Whilst he was swimming along in the water very
sorrowfully, he heard something nibbling and biting at
the lock. All on a sudden it fell off, the lid flew open,
and there stood his old friend the little mouse, who had
done him this good turn. Then came the ass and the
bear too, 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 lay their heads together; when on a sudden
a wave threw on the shore a pretty white stone, that
looked like an egg. Then the bear said, "That's a
lucky thing! this is the wonderful stone; whoever has
it needs only to wish, and everything that he wishes
for comes to him at once." So Fritz went and picked
up the stone, and wished for a palace 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 wonder 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 eager to know how all this had
happened, and went in and asked the master of the
palace how it had been so quickly raised. "I have
D





EVENING THE SECOND.


done nothing myself," said he; "it is the wonderful
stone that did all." "What a strange stone that must
be!" said they. Then he asked them to walk 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 be-
fore all his riches were gone, and poor Fritz found
himself sitting in his box in the water, with his jug of
water and loaf of bread by his side.
However, his grateful friends, the mouse, the ass,
and the bear, came quickly 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
we can do 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 keyhole, 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 black cat with fiery eyes,
watching it."
Then the others took counsel together, and said,
"Go back again, and wait till the master of the palace





FRITZ AND HIS FRIENDS.


is in bed asleep; then nip his nose and pull his hair."
Away went the mouse, and did as they told her; and the
master jumped up very angrily, and rubbed his nose,
and cried, Those rascally cats are good for nothing at
all; .they let the mice bite 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 (the cats being gone) she
nibbled at the red silken string to which the stone
hung, till down it dropped. Then she rolled it along
to the door; but when it got there the poor little mouse
was quite tired, and said to the ass, "Put in your foot,
and lift it over the threshold." 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?" "That is easily managed, my friend," said the
bear: "I can swim very well; and do you, donkey,
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 ear."
Thus all was settled, and away they swam. After
a time, Bruin began to brag and boast: "We are brave
fellows, are not we? said he; what do you think,
donkey?" 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 are spoken to." When the ass heard this,
he could hold no longer; so he opened his mouth, and
out dropped the wonderful stone. "I could not speak,"
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mouth ? Now it is lost, and that is your fault." "Do
but hold your tongue and be easy I" said the bear;
" and let us think what is to be done now."-
Then another council was held: and at last they
called together all the frogs, their wives and families,
kindred and friends; and said, "A great foe of yours is
coming to eat you all up; but never mind, bring us
up plenty of stones, and we will 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, pulling
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 set the old
frog free from his load, and told him to tell his friends
they might now go home to their dinners as soon as
they pleased.
Then the three friends swam off again for the box,
and the lid flew open, and they found they were but
just in time, for the bread was all eaten and the jug of
water almost empty. But as soon as honest Fritz had
the stone in his hand, he wished himself safe in his
palace again; and in a moment he was there, with his
garden, and his stables, and his horses; and his three
faithful friends lived with him, and they all spent their
time happily and merrily together as long as they lived.
And thus the good man's kindness was rewarded; and
so it ought, for-One good turn deserves another.






THE ELFIN GROVE.


THE ELFIN GROVE.*

As an honest woodman was sitting one evening,
after his work was done, talking with his wife, he said,
"I hope the children will not run into that grove by
the side of the river; it looks more gloomy than ever;
the old oak tree is sadly blasted and torn; and some
odd folks, I am sure, are lurking about there, but who
they are nobody knows." The woodman, however,
could not say that they brought ill luck, whatever they
were; for every one said that the village had thriven
more than ever of late, that the fields looked gayer and
greener, that even the sky was of a deeper blue, and
that the moon and stars shed a brighter light. So, not
knowing what to think, the good people very wisely let
the new comers alone; and, in truth, seldom said or
thought anything at all about them.
That very evening, the woodman's daughter Rose-
ken, and her playfellow Martin, ran out to have a game
of hide-and-seek in the valley. "Where can he be
hidden?" said she; "he must have gone towards the
grove; perhaps he is behind the old oak tree:" and
down she ran to look. Just then she spied a little dog

Abridged from a story in Tieck's Phantasus, founded on an old
and well-known tradition, but considerably amplified by him. We
have reduced it nearer to its primitive elements; but it is, of course,
to a great extent a fancy piece, and does not pretend to that authen-
ticity of popular currency which is claimed for the other stories. Thi
principal incident resembles that in Karl Katz ;" and, more closely,
that which has been turned to so much account by Mr. Hogg, in the
Queen's Wake.





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that jumped and frisked round her, and wagged his tail,
and led her on towards the grove. Then he ran into it,
and she soon jumped up the bank by the side of the
old oak to look for him; but was overjoyed to see a
beautiful meadow, where flowers and shrubs of every
kind grew upon turf of the softest green; gay butter-
flies flew about; the birds sang sweetly; and what was
strangest, the prettiest little children sported about like
fairies on all sides; some twining the flowers, and
others dancing in rings upon the smooth turf beneath
the trees. In the midst of the grove, instead of the
hovels of which Roseken had heard, she could see a
palace, that dazzled her eyes with its brightness.
For a while she gazed on the fairy scene, till at last
one of the little dancers ran up to her, and said, And
so, pretty Roseken, you are come at last to see us ? We
have often seen you play about, and wished to have you
with us." Then she plucked some of the fruit that
grew near, and Roseken at the first taste forgot her
home, and wished only to see and know more of her
fairy friends. So she jumped down from the bank
and joined the merry dance.
Then they led her about with them, and showed
her all their sports. One while they danced by moon-
light on the primrose banks, at another time they
skipped from bough to bough, among the trees that
hung over the cooling streams, for they moved as
lightly and easily through the air as on the ground:
and Roseken went with them everywhere, for they
bore her in their arms wherever they wished to go.
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THE ELFIN GROVE.


little trees would spring up; and then they would set
their feet upon the branches, and rise as the trees grew
under them, till they danced upon the boughs in the
air, wherever the breezes carried them, singing merry
songs.
At other times they would go and visit the palace
of their queen: and there the richest food was spread
before them, and the softest music was heard; and all
around grew flowers, which were always changing their
hues, from scarlet to purple, and yellow, and emerald.
Sometimes they went to look at the heaps of treasure
which were piled up in the royal stores; for little dwarfs
were always employed in searching the earth for gold.
Small as this fairy land looked from without, it seemed
within to have no end; a mist hung around it to shield
it from the eyes of men; and some of the little elves
sat perched upon the outermost trees, to keep watch lest
the step of man should break in and spoil the charm.
"And who are you ?" said Roseken one day. "We
are what are called elves in your world," said one whose
name was Gossamer, and who had become her dearest
friend: "we are told you talk a great deal about us.
Some of our tribes like to work you mischief, but we
who live here seek only to be happy; we meddle little
with mankind, and when we do come among them it is
to do them good." "And where is your queen ?" said
Roseken. "Hush! hush! you cannot see or know
her: you must leave us before she comes back, which
will be now very soon, for mortal step cannot come.
where she is. But you will know that she is here,





EVENING THE SECOND.


when you see the meadows gayer, the rivers more
sparkling, and the sun brighter."
Soon afterwards Gossamer told Roseken the time was
come to bid her farewell; and she gave her a ring in
token of their friendship, and led her to the edge of the
grove. "Think of me," said she;-"but beware how
you tell what you have seen, or try to visit any of us
again: for if you do, we shall quit this grove and come
back no more." Turning back, Roseken saw nothing
but the old oak and the gloomy grove she had known
before. How frightened my father and mother will
be!" thought she, as she looked at the sun, which had
risen some time. "They will wonder where I have
been all night, and yet I must not tell them what I
have seen."
Then she hastened homewards, wondering, however,
as she went, to see that the leaves, which were yesterday
so fresh and green, were now falling dry and yellow
around her. The cottage, too, seemed changed; and
when she went in, there sat her father, looking some
years older than when she saw him last, and her mother,
whom she hardly knew, was by his side. Close by was
a young man. Father," said Roseken, who is this ?"
"Who are you that call me father?" said he; "are
you-no, you cannot be-our long-lost Roseken ?"
But they soon saw that it was their Roseken; and the
young man, who was her old friend and playfellow
Martin, said, "No wonder you had forgotten me in
seven years; do not you remember how we parted,
seven years ago, while playing in the field ?" We





THE ELFIN GROVE.


thought you were quite lost; but I am glad to see that
some one has taken care of you, and brought you home
at last." Roseken said nothing, for she could not tell
all; but she wondered at the strange tale, and felt
gloomy at the change from fairy land to her father's
cottage.
Little by little she came to herself, thought of her
story as a mere dream, and soon became Martin's bride.
Everything seemed to thrive around them; and Rose-
ken thought of her friends, and so called her first little
girl Elfie. The little thing was loved by every one.
It was pretty and very good-tempered. Roseken thought
that it was very like a little elf; and all, without know-
ing why, called it the fairy-child.
One day, while Roseken was dressing her little Elfie,
she found a piece of gold hanging round her neck by a
silken thread; and knew it to be of the same sort as
she had seen in the hands of the fairy dwarfs. Elfie
seemed sorry at its being seen, and said that she had
found it in the garden. But Roseken watched her,
and soon found that she went every afternoon to sit by
herself in a shady place behind the house. So one day
she hid herself to see what the child did there, and to
her great wonder Gossamer was sitting by her side.
"Dear Elfie," she was saying, "your mother and I
used to sit thus when she was young and lived among
us. Oh, if you could but come and do so too But
since our queen came to us it cannot be; yet I will
come and see you, and talk to you whilst you are a
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Then she plucked one of the roses that grew around
them, and breathed gently upon it, and said, "Take
this for my sake I it will now keep fresh for a whole
year."
Then Roseken loved her little Elfie more than ever;
and when she found that she spent some hours of almost
every day with the elf, she used to hide herself and
watch them without being seen; till one day, when
Gossamer was bearing her little friend through the air
from tree to tree, her mother was so frightened lest her
child should fall, that she could not help screaming
out; and Gossamer set her gently on the ground, and
seemed angry, and flew away. But still she used some-
times to come and play with her little friend; and
would soon, perhaps, have done so the same as before,.
had not Roseken one day told her husband the whole
story: for she could not bear to hear him always won-
dering jnd laughing at their little child's odd ways,
and saying he was sure there was something in the
grovethat brought them no good. So, to show him
that all she said was true, she took him to see Elfie
and the fairy; but no sooner did Gossamer know
that he was there (which she did in an instant), than
she changed herself into a raven, and flew off into the
grove.
Roseken burst into tears, and so did Elfie, for she
knew she should see her dear friend no more; but
Martin was restless and bent upon following up his
search after the fairies, so when night came he stole
away towards the grove. When he came to it nothing





THE ELFIN GROVE.


was to be seen but the old oak, and the gloomy grove,
and the hovels; and the thunder rolled, and the wind
whistled. It seemed that all about him was angry,
so he turned homewards, frightened at what he had
done.
In the morning all the neighbours flocked around,
asking one another what the noise and bustle of the
last night could mean; and when they looked about
them, their trees seemed blighted and the meadows
parched, the streams were dried up, and everything
seemed troubled and sorrowful.
But yet they all thought that, somehow or other,
the grove had not near so forbidding a look as it used
to have. Strange stories were told: how one had heard
flutterings in the air, another had seen the grove as it
were alive with little beings, that flew away from it.
Each neighbour told his tale, and all wondered what
could have happened. But Roseken and her husband
knew what was the matter, and bewailed their folly;
for they foresaw that their kind neighbours, to whom
they owed all their luck, were gone for ever.
Among the bystanders none told a wilder story than
the old ferryman, who plied across the river at the foot
of the grove. He told how at midnight his boat was
carried away, and how hundreds of little beings seemed
to load it with treasures: how a strange piece of gold
was left for him in the boat as his fare; how the air
seemed full of fairy forms fluttering around; and how
at last a great train passed over, that seemed to be
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and how he heard soft music floating around; and how
sweet voices sang as they hovered overhead,-

Fairy Queen !
Fairy Queen I
Mortal steps are on the green;
Come away 1
Haste away
Fairies, guard your Queen I
Hither, hither, Fairy Qneer !
Lest thy silvery wi.!: -: ;
O'er the sky,
Fly, fly, fly !
Fairies, guard your lady Queen I
O'er the sky,
Fly, fly, fly!
Fairies, guard your Queen I


Fairy Queen!
Fairy Queen!
Mortal steps no more are seen;
Now we may
Down and play
O'er the daisied green.
Lightly, lightly, Fairy Queen !
Trip it gently o'er the green I
Fairies gay,
Trip away,
Round about your lady Queen!
Fairies gay,
Trip away,
Round about your Queen!

Poor Elfie mourned their loss the most; and would
spend whole hours in looking upon the rose that her
playfellow had given her, and singing over it the pretty
airs she had taught her: till at length, when the year's





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charm had passed away, and it began to fade, she
planted the stalk in her garden, and there it grew and
grew, till she could sit under the shade of it, and think
of her friend Gossamer.






























EVENING THE THIRD.


THE JEW IN THE BUSH-ASHPUTTEL--THE WAITS OF BREMEN.


THE JEW IN THE BUSH.*

A FAITHFUL servant had worked hard for his master,
a thrifty farmer, for three long years, and had been
paid no wages. At last it came into the man's head

Der Jude im Dorn of Grimm. The dance-inspiring instru-
ment will be recognized, in its most romantic and dignified form, as
Oberon's Horn in Huon de Bordeaux. The dance in the bush forms
the subject of two old German dramatic pieces of the 16th century. A
disorderly monk occupies the place of the Jew; the waggish musician
is called Dulla, whom MM. Grimm connect with Tyl'.or Dill Fulcn-





THE JEW IN THE BUSH.


that he would not go on thus any longer: so he
went to his master and said, "I have worked hard for
you a long time, and without pay too. I will trust to
you to give me what I ought to have for my trouble;
but something I must have, and then I must take a
holiday."
The farmer was a sad miser, and knew that his man
was simple-hearted; so he took out three crowns, and
thus gave him a crown for each year's service. The
poor fellow thought it was a great deal of money to
have, and said to himself, "Why should I work hard
and live here on bad fare any longer ? Now that I am
rich I can travel into the wide world, and make myself
spiegel (Owl-glass), and the Swedish and Scandinavian word Thulr
(facetus, nugator), the clown and minstrel of the populace. In Her-
auds ok Bosa Saga, the table, chairs, &c. join the dance. Merlin, in
the old romance, is entrapped into a bush by a charm given him by
his mistress Viviane.
In England we have A Mery Geste of .the Frere and the Boye,
first "emprynted at London in Flete-streete, al the sygne of the Sonne,
by Wynkyn de Worde," and edited by Ritson, in his Pieces of Ancient
Popular Poetry. The boy receives
.. A bowe
Byrdes for to shete,"
and a pipe of marvellous power (to be found also in our Hansel and
Grethel ")-
"All that may the pype here
Shall not themselfe stere,
But laugh and lepe aboute"
The third gift is a most special one, for the annoyance of his step-
dame. The dancing trick is first played on a "Frere," who loses
"His cope and his scapelary,
And all his other wede,"
and the urchin's ultimate triumph is over the 'offycyall" before whom
he is brought.





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merry." With that he put his money into his purse,
and set out, roaming over hill and valley.
As he jogged along over the fields, singing and
dancing, a little dwarf met him, and asked him what
made him so merry. "Why, what should make me
downhearted ?" said he; "I am sound in health and
rich in purse, what should I care for? I have saved
up my three years' earnings, and have it all safe in my
pocket." "How much may it come to ?" said the
manikin. "Three whole crowns," replied the coun-
tryman. "I wish you would give them to me," said
the other; "I am very poor." Then the good man
pitied him, and gave him all he had; and the little
dwarf said, "As you have such a kind heart, I will
grant you three wishes-one for each crown; so choose
whatever you like." Then the countryman rejoiced at
his good luck, and said, "I like many things better
than money: first, I will have a bow that will bring
down every thing I shoot at; secondly, a fiddle that
will set every one dancing that hears me play upon it;
and thirdly, I should like to be able to make every one
grant me whatever I ask." The dwarf said he should
have his three wishes; so he gave him the bow and
fiddle, and went his way.
Our honest friend journeyed on his way too; and if
he was merry before, he was now ten times more so.
He had not gone far before he met an old Jew. Close
by them stood a tree, and on the topmost twig sat a
thrush, singing away most joyfully. "Oh, what a
pretty bird!" said the Jew: "I would give a great
deal of my money to have such a one." If that's all,"





THE JEW IN THE BUSH.


said the countryman, "I will soon bring it down."
Then he took up his bow-off went his arrow-and
down fell the thrush into a bush that grew at the foot
of the tree. The Jew, when he saw he could have the
bird, thought he would cheat the man; so he put his
money into his pocket again, and crept into the bush to
find the prize. But as soon as he had got into the
middle, his companion took up his fiddle and played
away; and the Jew began to dance and spring about,
capering higher and higher in the air. The thorns
soon began to tear his clothes, till they all hung in rags
about him; and he himself was all scratched and
wounded, so that the blood ran down. "Oh, for
Heaven's sake !" cried the Jew, "mercy, mercy, mas-
ter! pray stop the fiddle! What have I done to be
treated in this way?" "What hast thou done? Why
thou hast shaved many a poor soul close enough,"
said the other; "thou art only meeting thy reward."
So he played up another tune yet merrier than the first.
Then the Jew began to beg and pray; and at last he
said he would give plenty of his money to be set free.
But he did not come up to the musician's price for
some time, and he danced him along brisker and 9
brisker. The higher the Jew. danced, the higher he
bid; till at last he offered a round hundred crowns,
that he had in his purse, and had just gained by cheat-
ing some poor fellow. When the countryman saw so
much money, he said, "I will agree to the bargain."
So he took the purse, put up his fiddle, and travelled on,
very well pleased with his bargain.
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naked and in a piteous plight; and began to ponder
how he should take his revenge, and serve his late com-
panion some trick. At last he went to the judge, and
said that a rascal had robbed him of his money, and
beaten him soundly into the bargain; and that the
fellow who did it carried a bow at his back, and had a
fiddle hanging round his neck. Then the judge sent
out his bailiffs to bring up the man, wherever they
should find him; and so the poor countryman was soon
caught, and brought up to be tried.
The Jew began to tell his tale, and said he had been
robbed of his money. "Robbed, indeed!" said the
countryman; "why you gave it me for playing you a
tune, and teaching you to dance !" But the judge told
him that was not likely; and that the Jew, he was
sure, knew better what to do with his money. So he
cut the matter short by sending him off to the gallows.
And away he was taken; but as he stood at the
foot of'-the ladder he said, "My Lord Judge, may it
please your worship to grant me but one boon ? Any
thing but thy life," replied the other. "No," said he,
"I do not ask my life; only let me play one tune upon
my fiddle for the last time." The Jew cried out, Oh,
no! no I no! for Heaven's sake don't listen to him!
don't listen to him!" But the judge said, "It is only
for this once, poor man! he will soon have done."
The fact was, he could not say no, because the dwarf's
third gift enabled him to make every one grant what-
ever he asked, whether they liked it or not.
Then the Jew said, "Bind me fast, bind me fast,
for pity's sake!" But the countryman seized his





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fiddle, and struck up a merry tune; and at the first
note, judge, clerks, and gaoler, were set a-going; all
began capering, and no one could hold the Jew. At
the second note the hangman let his prisoner go, and
danced also; and by the time he had played the first
bar of the tune, all were dancing together-judge,
court, Jew, and all the people who had followed to
look on. At first the thing was merry and joyous
enough; but when it had gone on awhile, and there
seemed to be no end of either playing or dancing, all
began to cry out, and beg him to leave off: but he
stopped not a whit the more for their begging, till the
judge not only gave him his life, but paid him back the
hundred crowns.
Then he called to the Jew, and said, "Tell us now,
you rogue, where you got that gold, or I shall play on
for your amusement only." "I stole it," said the
Jew, before all the people; "I acknowledge that I
stole it, and that you earned it fairly." Then the
countryman stopped his fiddle, and left the Jew to
take his place at the gallows.



ASHPUTTEL.*
THE wife of a rich man fell sick; and ,when she
felt that her end drew nigh, she called her only daugh-
ter to her bedside, and said, "Always be a good girl,
Aschen-puttel of Grimm. Several versions of this story are
current in Hesse and Zwehrn, and it is one of the most universal
currency. We understand that it is popular among the Welsh, as it is





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and I will look down from heaven and watch over you."
Soon afterwards she shut her eyes and died, and was
buried in the garden; and the little girl went every
day to her grave and wept, and was always good and
kind to all about her. And the snow fell and spread a
beautiful white covering over the grave; but by the
time the spring came, and the sun had melted it away
again, her father had married another wife. This new
wife had two daughters of her own, that she brought
home with her; they were fair in face but foul at
heart, and it was now a sorry time for the poor little
girl. "What does the good-for-nothing thing want in
the parlour ?" said they; "they who would eat bread
should first earn it: away with the kitchen-maid!"
Then they took away her fine clothes, and gave her an
old grey frock to put on, and laughed at her, and
turned her into the kitchen.
There she was forced to do hard work; to rise early
before daylight, to bring the water, to make the fire, to
cook, and to wash. Besides that, the sisters plagued
her in all sorts of ways, and laughed at her. In the

also among the Poles; and Schottky found it among the Servian fables.
Rollenhagen in his Froschmduseler (a satire of the sixteenth century),
speaks of the tale of the despised Aschen-pdssel: and Luther illustrates
from it the subjection of Abel to his brother Cain. MM. Grimm
trace out several other proverbial allusions, even in the Scandinavian
traditions. And lastly, the story is in the Neapolitan Pentamerone,
under the title of Cennerentola." An ancient Danish ballad has the
incident of the mother hearing from her grave the sorrows of her child
ill-used by the step-mother, and ministering thence to its relief. "The
Slipper of Cinderella finds a parallel, though somewhat sobered, in the
history of the celebrated Rhodope; so says the Editor of the late
edition of Warton, vol. i. (86).





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evening when she was tired, she had no bed to lie
down on, but was made to lie by the hearth among the
ashes; and as this, of course, made her always dusty
and dirty, they called her Ashputtel.
It happened once that the father was going to the
fair, and asked his wife's daughters what he should
bring them. "Fine clothes," said the first; "Pearls
and diamonds," cried the second. "Now, child," said
he to his own daughter, what will you have ? The
first twig, dear father, that brushes against your hat
when you turn your face to come homewards," said she.
Then he bought for the first two the fine clothes and
pearls and diamonds they had asked for: and on his
way home, as he rode through a green copse, a hazel
twig brushed against him, and almost pushed off his
hat: so he broke it off and brought it away; and when
he got home he gave it to his daughter. Then she
took it, and went to her mother's grave and planted it
there; and cried so much that it was watered with her
tears; and there it grew and became a fine tree. Three
times every day she went to it and cried; and soon a
little bird came and built its nest upon the tree, and
talked with her, and watched over her, and brought
her whatever she wished for.
Now it happened that the king of that land held a
feast, which was to last three days; and out of those
who came to it his son was to choose a bride for him-
self. Ashputtels two sisters were asked to come; so
they called her up, and said, "Now, comb our hair,
brush our shoes, and tie our sashes for us, for we are
going to dance at the king's feast." Then she did as





EVENING THE THIRD.


she was told; but when all was done she could not
help crying, for she thought to herself, she should so
have liked to have gone with them to the ball; and at
last she begged her mother very hard to let her go.
"You, Ashputtel!" said she; "you who have nothing
to wear, no clothes at all, and who cannot even dance-
you want to go the ball ?" And when she kept on
begging, she said at last, to get rid of her, "I will
throw this dish-full of peas into the ash-heap, and if in
two hours' time you have picked them all out, you shall
go to the feast too."
Then she threw the peas down among the ashes;
but the little maiden ran out at the back door into the
garden, and cried out-
Hither, hither, through the sky,
Turtle-doves and linnets, fly !
Blackbird, thrush, and chaffinch gay,
Hither, hither, haste away !
One and all come help me, quick !
Haste ye, haste ye !-pick, pick, pick "
Then first came two white doves, flying in at the
kitchen window; next came two turtle-doves; and after
them came all the little birds under heaven, chirping
and fluttering in; and they flew down into the ashes.
And the little doves stooped their heads down and set
to work, pick, pick, pick; and then the others began to
pick, pick, pick: and among them all they soon picked
out all the good grain, and put it into a dish, but left
the ashes. Long before the end of the hour the work
was quite done, and all flew out again at the windows.
Then Ashputtel brought the dish to her mother,
overjoyed at the thought that now she should go to






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the ball. But the mother said, "No, no! you slut,
you have no clothes, and cannot dance; you shall not
go." And when Ashputtel begged very hard to go,
she said, "If you can in one hour's time pick two of
those dishes of peas out of the ashes, you shall go too."
And thus she thought she should at last get rid of her.
So she shook two dishes of peas into the ashes.
But the little maiden went out into the garden at
the back of the house, and cried out as before-

Hither, hither, through the sky,
Turtle-doves and linnets, fly!
Blackbird, thrush, and chaffinch gay,
Hither, hither, haste away!
One and all come help me, quick!
Haste ye, haste ye !-pick, pick, pick! "

Then first came two white doves in at the kitchen
window; next came two turtle-doves; and after them
came all the little birds under heaven, chirping and
hopping about. And they flew down into the ashes;
and the little doves put their heads down and set to
work, pick, pick, pick; and then the others began,
pick, pick, pick; and they put all the good grain into
the dishes, and left all the ashes. Before half an hour's
time all was done, and out they flew again. And then
Ashputtel took the dishes to her mother, rejoicing to
think that she should now go to the ball. But her
mother said, It is all of no use, you cannot go; you
have no clothes, and cannot dance, and you would only
put us to shame:" and off she went with her two
daughters to the ball.
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EVENING THE THIRD.


Ashputtel went sorrowfully and sat down under the
hazel-tree, and cried out-

Shake, shake, hazel-tree,
Gold and silver over me !"

Then her friend the bird flew out of the tree, and
brought a gold and silver dress for her, and slippers
of spangled silk; and she put them on, and followed
her sisters to the feast. But they did not know her,
and thought it must be some strange princess, she
looked so fine and beautiful in her rich clothes; and
they never once thought of Ashputtel, taking it for
granted that she was safe at home in the dirt.
The king's son soon came up to her, and took her
by the hand and danced with her, and no one else:
and he never left her hand; but when any one else
came to ask her to dance, he said, "This lady is dan-
cing with me."
Thus they danced till a late hour of the night; and
then she wanted to go home: and the king's son said,
"I shall go and take care of you to your home;" for
he wanted to see where the beautiful maiden lived. But
she slipped away from him, unawares, and ran off to-
wards home; and as the prince followed her, she
jumped up into the pigeon-house and shut the door.
Then he waited till her father came home, and told
him that the unknown maiden, who had been at the
feast, had hid herself in the pigeon-house. But when
they had broken open the door they found no one
within; and as they came back into the house, Ash-
puttel was lying, as she always did, in her dirty frock





ASHPUTTEL.


by the ashes, and her dim little lamp was burning in
the chimney. For she had run as quickly as she could
through the pigeon-house and on to the hazel-tree, and
had there taken off her beautiful clothes, and put them
beneath the tree, that the bird might carry them away,
and had laid down again amid the ashes in her little
grey frock.
The next day when the feast was again held, and
her father, mother, and sisters were gone, Ashputtel
went to the hazel-tree, and said-
"Shake, shake, hazel-tree,
Gold and silver over me !"

And the bird came and brought a still finer dress
than the one she had worn the day before. And when
she came in it to the ball, every one wondered at her
beauty: but the king's son, who was waiting for her,
took her by the hand, and danced with her; and when
any one asked her to dance, he said as before, This
lady is dancing with me."
When night came she wanted to go home; and
the king's son followed her as before, that he might see
into what house she went: but she sprang away from
him all at once into the garden behind her father's
house. In this garden stood a fine.large pear-tree full
of ripe fruit; and Ashputtel, not knowing where to
hide herself, jumped up into it without being seen.
Then the king's son lost sight of her, and could not
find out where she was gone, but waited till her father
came home, and said to him,-" The unknown lady who
danced with me has slipt away, and I think she must





EVENING THE THIRD.


have sprung into the pear-tree." The father thought
to himself, Can it be Ashputtel ?" So he had an axe
brought; and they cut down the tree, but found no one
upon it. And when they came back into the kitchen,
there lay Ashputtel among the ashes; for she had
slipped down on the other side of the tree, and carried
her beautiful clothes back to the bird at the hazel-tree,
and then put on her little grey frock.
The third day, when her father and mother and
sisters were gone, she went again into the garden, and
said-
Shake, shake, hazel-tree,
Gold and silver over me 1"

Then her kind friend the bird brought a dress still
finer than the former one, and slippers which were all
of gold: so that when she came to the feast no one
knew what to say, for wonder at her beauty: and the
king's son danced with nobody but her; and when any
one else asked her to dance, he said, "This lady is my
partner, Sir."
When night came she wanted to go home; and the
king's son would go with her, and said to himself, I
will not lose her this time;" but however she again
slipt away from him, though in such a hurry that she
dropped her left golden slipper upon the stairs.
The prince took the shoe, and went the next day to
the king his father, and said, "I will take for my wife
the lady that this golden slipper fits. Then both the
sisters were overjoyed to hear it; for they had beautiful
feet, and had no doubt that they could wear the golden





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slipper. The eldest went first into the room where the
slipper was, and wanted to try it on, and the mother
stood by. But her great toe could not go into it, and
the shoe was altogether much too small for her. Then
the mother gave her a knife, and said, Never mind,
cut it off; when you are queen you will not care about
toes; you will not want to walk." So the silly girl
cut off her great toe, and thus squeezed on the shoe,
and went to the king's son. Then he took her for his
bride, and set her beside him on his horse, and rode
away with her homewards.
But in their way home they had to pass by the
hazel-tree that Ashputtel had planted; and on the
branch sat a little dove singing-
"Back again back again look to the shoe !
The shoe is too small, and not made for you !
Prince prince! look again for thy bride,
For she's not the true one that sits by thy side."
Then the prince got down and looked at her foot;
and he saw, by the blood that streamed from it, what a
trick she had played him. So he turned his horse
round, and brought the false bride back to her home,
and said, This is not the right bride; let the other
sister try and put on the slipper." Then she went into
the room and got her foot into the shoe, all but the
heel, which was too large. But her mother squeezed it
in till the blood came, and took her to the king's son:
and he set her as his bride by his side on his horse, and
rode away with her.
But when they came to the hazel-tree the little
dove sat there still, and sang-






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Back again back again look to the shoe !
The shoe is too small, and not made for you!
Prince! prince! look again for thy bride,
For she's notthe true one that sits by thy side."
Then he looked down, and saw that the blood
streamed so much from the shoe, that her white stock-
*ings were quite red. So he turned his horse and
brought her also back again. "This is not the true
bride," said he to the father; "have you no' other
daughters?" "No," said he; there is only a little
dirty Ashputtel here, the child of my first wife; I am
sure she cannot be the bride." The prince told him to
send her. But the mother said, No, no, she is much
too dirty; she will not dare to show herself." How-
ever, the prince would have her come; and she first
washed her face and hands, and then went in and courte-
sied to him, and he reached her the golden slipper.
Then she took her clumsy shoe off her left foot, and
put on the golden slipper; and it fitted her as if it
had been made for her. And when he drew near and
looked at her face he knew her, and said, "This is the
right bride." But the mother and both the sisters
were frightened, and turned pale with anger as he
'took Ashputtel on his horse, and rode away with her.
And when they came to the hazel-tree, the white dove
sang-
Home home look at the shoe !
Princess the shoe was made for you!
Prince prince take home thy bride,
For she is the true one that sits by thy side !"
And when the dove had done its song, it came
flying, and perched upon her right shoulder, and so
went home with her.






THE WAITS OF BREMEN.


THE WAITS OF BREMEN.*

AN honest farmer had once an ass, that had been
a faithful, hardworking slave to him for 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 to live at ease like a gentleman,
and so began to think of putting an end to him. But
the ass,. who was a shrewd hand, and saw that some
mischief was in the wind, took himself slily off, and
began his journey towards Bremen. There," thought
he to himself, as I have a good voice, I may chance
'to be chosen town-musician."

The Bremer Stadtmusikanten ",of Grimm; current in Pader-
born. Rollenhagen, who in the sixteenth century wrote his poem
called Froschmiuseler (a collection of popular satirical dramatic scenes,
in which animals are the acting characters), has admirably versified the
leading incidents of this story. The occupant parties who are ejected
by the travellers are, with him, wild beasts, not robbers. The Ger-
mans are eminently successful in their beast stories. The origin of
them it is not easy to trace: as early as the age of the Minnesingers
(in the beginning of the thirteenth century) a collection of fables, told
with great spirit and humour by Boner, was current; but they are
more iEsopian, and have not the dramatic and instructive character of
the tales before us, which bear the features of the oldest Oriental
fables. In later times Reineke de Voss seems to be the matured result
of this taste, and whether originating in Germany or elsewhere, it had
there its chief popularity. To that cycle belong many of the tales col-
lected by MM. Grimm; and accordingly the fox is constantly present,
and displays everywhere the same characteristics. The moral ten-
dency of these delightful fables is almost invariably exemplary; they
always give their rewards to virtue and humanity, and afford protection
to the weaker but more amiable animals against their wily or violent
aggressors. Man is sometimes introduced, but generally to his dis-
advantage, and for the purpose of reproof and correction, as in Spitz
and the Sparrow."






EVENING THE THIRD.


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 Bremen to turn musician: come with me, and
try what you can do in the same way." The dog said
he was willing, and on they jogged together, arm in
arm.
They had not gone far before they saw a cat sitting
in the middle of the road, with tears in her eyes, and
making a most rueful face. Pray, my good lady,"
said the ass, "what's the matter with you? you look
quite out bf spirits !" "Ah, me 1" said Grimalkin;
" how can a body 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 know not how I am to
live." Oh !" said the ass, by all means go with us
to Bremen; you are a good night-singer, and may make
your fortune as one of the Waits." The cat was pleased
with the thought; so she wiped her eyes with her
pocket-handkerchief 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 I"





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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 telling all our neighbours
that we were to have fine weather for our washing-day;
and yet my mistress and the cook don't thank me for
my pains, but threaten to cut off my head to-morrow,
and make broth of me for the guests that are coming
on Sunday !" "Heaven forbid !" said the ass; "come
with us, Master Chanticleer: anything will be better
than staying here to have your head cut off Besides,
who knows ? If we take care to sing in tune, we may
get up a concert of our own: so come along with us!"
"With all my heart," said the cock: so they all four
went on jollily together towards Bremen.
They could not, however, reach the town the first
day; so, when night came on, they turned off the high-
road 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 sounded his triumph and went to sleep,
looked out on all sides to see that everything was well.
In doing this, he saw afar off something bright; 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 here is not the best in the
world!" "Besides," added the dog, "I should not
be the worse for a bone or'two, or a bit of meat."
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"a stray mouse will be found somewhere about the
premises." So they walked off the spot together to-
wards the place where Chanticleer had seen the light;
and as they drew near, it became larger and brighter,
till they at last came close to a lonely house, where 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 laid their heads together, to see
how they could get the robbers out; and at last they
hit upon a plan. The ass set 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
puss. When all were ready, Chanticleer gave the signal
by pulling puss's tail; Grimalkin mewed, and up struck
the whole band of music. The ass brayed, the dog
barked, the cat mewed, and the cock -crowed. Then
they all broke through the window at once, and came
tumbling into the room, amongst the broken glass,
with a hideous clatter! The robbers, who had rot
been a little frightened by the opening concert, had
now no doubt that some frightful hobgoblins had
broken in upon them, and scampered away as fast as
they could.
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and despatched what the robbers had left with as much
eagerness as if they had not hoped to eat again for a
month. As soon as they had had enough, 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; the
cock perched upon a beam on the top of the house:
and, as all were rather tired with their journey, they
soon fell asleep.
But about midnight, when the robbers. saw from
afar that the lights were out and that all was 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
everything still, he marched into the kitchen, and
groped about till he found a match, in order to light a
candle. 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 such
a joke, sprang 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. 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 had
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66 EVENING THE THIRD.

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 never found their way to Bremen,
but took up their abode in the wood: and there they
live, I dare say, to this very day-"Jolly companions-
every one."


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EVENING THE FOURTH.


RUMPEL-STILTS-KEN-BRUIN AND THE TITS-THE NOSE-TitE.


RUMPEL-ST1LTS-KEN.*

BY the side of a wood, in a country a long way off,
ran a fine stream of water; and upon the stream there
stood a mill. The miller's house was close by, and the

Rumpelstilzchen" of Grimm. A story of considerable cur.
rcncy, told with several variations. We remember to have heard a
similar story from Ireland, in which the song ran,-
Little does my lady wot
That my name is Trit-a-Trot."






EVENING THE FOURTH.


miller, you must know, had a very beautiful daughter.
She was, moreover, very shrewd and clever; and the
miller was so proud of her, that he one day told the
king of the land, who used to come and hunt in the
wood, that his daughter could spin gold. out of straw.
Now this king was very fond of money; and when he
heard the miller's boast his greediness was raised, and
he sent for the girl to be brought before him. Then
he led her to a chamber in his palace where there was a
great heap of straw, and gave her a spinning-wheel,
and said, "All this must be spun into gold before
morning, as you love your life." It wais in vain that
the poor maiden said that it was only a silly boast of
her father, for that she could do no such thing as spin
straw into gold : the chamber door was locked, and she
was left alone.

In the "Tour t6nebreuse et les jours lumineux, Contes Anglois,
tirez d'une ancienne chronique compose par Richard surnomm6 Coeur
de Lion, Roy d'Angleterre, Amst. 1708," the story of Ricdin-
Ricdon" contains the same incident. The song of the dwarf is as
follows :-
"Si jeune et tendre femelle
N'aimant qu'enfantins bats,
Avoit mis dans sa cvrvelle
Que Ricdin-Ricdon, je m'appelle,
Point ne viendroit dans mes laqs :
Mais sera pour moi la belle
Car un tel nom ne siait pas."
There is a good deal of learned and mythologic speculation in MM.
Grimm, as to the spinning of gold, for which we must refer the reader
to their work. The dwarf has here, as usual, his abode in the almost
inaccessible part of the mountains. In the original he rends himself
asunder, in his efforts to extricate the foot which, in his rage, he had
struck into the ground.





RUMPEL-STILTS-KEN.


She sat down in one corner of the room, and began
to bewail her hard fate; when on a sudden the door
opened, and a droll-looking little man hobbled in, and
said, "Good morrow to you, my good lass; what are
you weeping for ?" Alas !" said she, I must spin
this straw into gold, and I know not how." "What
will you give me," said the hobgoblin, "to do it for
you?" My necklace," replied the maiden. He took
her at her word, and sat himself down to the wheel, and
whistled and sang,-
Round about, round about,
Lo and behold !
Reel away, reel away,
Straw into gold "
And round about the wheel went merrily; the work
was quickly done, and the straw was all spun into gold.
When the king came and saw this, he was greatly
astonished and pleased; but his heart grew still more
greedy of gain, and he shut up the poor miller's
daughter again with a fresh task. Then she knew not
what to do, and sat down once more to weep ; but the
dwarf soon opened the door, and said, What will you
give me to do your task ?" "The ring on my finger,"
said she. So her little friend took the ring, and began
to work at the wheel again, and whistled and sang,-
Round about, round about,
Lo and behold !
Reel away, reel away,
Straw into gold !"
till, long before morning, all was done again.
The king was greatly delighted to see all this glit-





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tering treasure ; but still he had not enough: so he
took the miller's daughter to a yet larger heap, and
said," All this must be spun to-night; and if it is, you
shall be my queen." As soon as she was alone the
dwarf came in, and said, What will you give me to
spin gold for you this third time ? "I have nothing
left," said she. "Then say you will give me," said the
little man, "the first little child that you may have
when you are queen." "That may never be," thought
the miller's daughter: and as she knew no other way
to get her task done, she said she would do what he
asked. Round went the wheel again to the old song,
and the manikin once more spun the heap into gold.
The king came in the morning, and, finding all he
wanted, was forced to keep his word; so he married
the miller's daughter, and she really became queen.
At the birth of her first little child she was very
glad, and forgot the dwarf, and what she had said.
But one day he came into her room, where she was
sitting playing with her baby, and put her in mind of
it. Then she grieved sorely at her misfortune, and
said she would give him all the wealth of the kingdom
if he would let her off, but in vain; till at last her
tears softened him, and he said, "I will give you
three days' grace, and if during that time you tell me
my name, you shall keep your child."
Now the queen lay awake all night, thinking of all
the odd names that she had ever heard; and she sent
messengers all over the land to find up new ones. The
next day the little man came, and she began with
TIMOTHY, ICHABOD, BENJAMIN, JEREMIAH, and all





RUMPEL-STILTS-KEN.


the names she could remember; but to all and each
of them he said, "Madam, that is not my name."
The second day she began with all the comical
names she could hear of, BANDY-LEGS, HUNCH-BACK,
CROOK-SHANKs, and so on; but the little gentleman
still said to every one of them, "Madam, that is not
my name."
The third day one of the messengers came back,
and said, I travelled two days without hearing of
any other names ; but yesterday, as I was climbing
a high hill, among the trees of the forest where the fox
and the hare bid each other good night, I saw a little
hut; and before the hut burnt a fire; and round about
the fire a funny little dwarf was dancing upon one leg,
and singing,-

Merrily the feast I'll make,
To-day I'll brew, to-morrow bake;
Merrily I'll dance and sing,
For next day will a stranger bring.
Little does my lady dream
Rumpel-stilts-ken is my name !' "

When the queen heard this she jumped for joy,
and as soon as her little friend came she sat down
upon her throne, and called all her court round to
enjoy the fun ; and the nurse stood by her side with
the baby in her arms, as if it was quite ready to be
given up. Then the little man began to chuckle at the
thoughts of having the poor child, to take home with
him to his hut in the woods; and he cried out,
"Now, lady, what is my name ? Is it JoHN ? "
asked she. "No, madam "Is it ToM ?" "No,





EVENING THE FOURTH.


madam !" "Is it JinMy ? It is not." "Can
your name be RUMPEL-STILTS-KEN?" said the lady
slily. Some witch told you that -some witch told
you that!" cried the little man, and dashed his right
foot in a rage so deep into the floor, that he was forced
to lay hold of it with both hands to pull it out.
Then he made the best of his way off, while the
nurse laughed and the baby crowed; and all the court
jeered at him for having had so much trouble for no-
thing, and said, "We wish you a very good morning,
and a merry feast, Mr. RUMPEL-STILTS-KEN !"




BRUIN AND THE TITS.*

ONE bright summer's day, as Mr. Bruin the bear
and his friend the wolf were taking a walk together
arm-in-arm in a wood, they heard a bird singing mer-
rily. "Hist, hist brother, stop a bit !" said the bear;
"what can that dear bird be that sings so sweetly?"
"My dear friend Bruin," said the wolf, "why, don't
you know ? that is his majesty the king of birds. We
must take care to show him all kinds of honour." (Now

"Der Zaunkinig und der Bir of Grimm, from Zwehrn. We
have Reynard here in his proper character; and the smaller animals
triumphing by superior wit over the larger, in the same manner as, in
many of the Northern traditions, the dwarfs obtain a constant supe-
riority over their opponents the giants. In Tulti Nameh's eighth fable
[Calcutta and London, 1801], an elephant is punished for an attack
upon the sparrow's nest, by an alliance which she forms with another
bird, a frog, and a bee.





BRUIN AND THE TITS.


between ourselves, you must know, Master Wolf was a
wag, and was hoaxing Bruin; for the bird was after all
neither more nor less than a tom-tit.) If that be the
case," said the bear gravely, "I should very much like
to see the royal palace; so pray come along and show
it me "Softly my dear friend," said the wolf,
"we cannot see it just yet, for her majesty is not at
home; we had better call again whenthe queen comes
home."
Soon afterwards the queen came with food in her
beak, and she and the king her husband began to feed
their young ones. "Now for it said the bear; "the
family are at dinner." So he was about to follow them,
and see what was to be seen. "Stop a little, Master
Bruin !" said the wolf; "we must wait now till their
majesties are gone again." So they marked the hole
where they had seen the nest, and went away.
But the bear, being very eager to see the royal
palace, soon slipped away, wishing his friend good
morning, and came back again, and peeping into the
nest, saw five or six young birds lying at the bottom of
it. What nonsense !" 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 brute of a bear! our father and mother are
good honest people : and you shall be well paid for
your slander At this the bear grew frightened, and
ran away to his den. But the young tits kept crying
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EVENING THE FOURTH.


came home and showed 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 well trounced for calling us base-born brats."
" Make yourselves easy, my darlings !" said the old
king; "you may be sure he shall have his due."
So he went out and stood before the bear's den,
and cried out with a loud voice, "Bruin the bear I
thou hast shamefully slandered our lawful children:
we therefore hereby declare bloody war against thee
and thine; which shall never cease until thou hast-had
thy due, thou wicked one !" 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 talk about
what he should do, and how to get up an army. And
the tom-tit, on his side, gathered together 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 drew near when the war was to begin,
the tom-tit sent out spies, to see who was the com-
mander-in-chief of the enemy's forces. And the gnat
(who was by far the cleverest spy of them all) flew
backwards and forwards in the wood where the bear'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. Then 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 chief, and lead us to
battle: but we must first agree upon some signal, by
which we may know what you want us to do." Be-





BRUIN AND THE TITS.


hold," said the fox, "I have a fine, long, bushy tail,
which looks like a plume of red feathers, and gives me
a very warlike air : now bear in mind, when you see me
raise up my tail, you may be sure that the battle goes
well, and that you have 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 that had passed.
At length the day came when the battle was to be
fought; and as soon as it was light, behold I 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 hornets, 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 Rey-
nard 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
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EVENING THE FOURTH.


in the greatest dismay, leaving the birds masters of the
field.
Then the king and queen flew'back-to their children,
and said, "Now, children, eat, drink, and be merry,
for the battle is won!" But the young birds said,
No no not till Master Bruin has humbly begged
our pardon for calling us base-born."
So the king flew off to the bear's den, and cried
out, "Thou villain bear come forthwith to my abode,
and humbly beseech my children to forgive thee for the
reproach thou hast cast upon them ; for if thou wilt not
do this, every bone in thy wretched body shall be
broken into twenty pieces "
Then the bear was forced to crawl out of his den
very sulkily, and do what the king bade him; and after
that the cloth was laid, and the table spread, and the
-young birds sat down together, and ate and drank, and
made merry till midnight.



THE NOSE-TREE.*

DID you ever hear the story of the three poor sol-
diers, who, after having fought hard in the wars, set
out on their road home, begging their way as they
went ?
This story comes from Zwehrn, and has been given by MM.
Grimm only in an abridged' form in their notes; but we wished to
preserve the adventures substantially, as connected with our Donkey-
Wort, and as illustrating the antiquity and general diffusion of the
leading incidents of both. The usual excrescence is a horn or horns;
not, as here, "nasus, qualem noluerit ferre rogatus Atlas."





THE NOSE-TREE.


They had journeyed on a long way, sick at heart
with their bad luck at thus being turned loose on the
world in their old days; when one evening they reached
a deep gloomy wood, through which lay their road.
Night came fast upon them, and they found that they
must, however unwillingly, sleep in this wood; so, to
make all as safe as they could, it was agreed that two.
should lie down and sleep, while a third sat up and
watched, lest wild beasts should break in and tear
them to pieces. When he was tired he was to wake
one of the others, and sleep in his turn; and so on
with the third, so as to share the work fairly among
them.
The two who were to rest first soon lay down and
fell fast asleep ; and the other made himself a good fire
under the trees, and sat down by its side to keep
watch. He had not sat long before, all on a sudden,.
up came a little dwarf in a red jacket. "Who is there ?"
said he. "A friend," said the soldier. What sort of
a friend ?" "An old broken soldier," said the other,
"with his two comrades, who have nothing left to live
on; come, sit down and warm yourself." "Well, my
worthy fellow," said the little man, "I will do what I
can for you; take this and show it to your comrades in
the morning." So he took out an old cloak and gave
it to the soldier; telling him, that whenever he put it
over his shoulders anything that he wished for would
be done for him. Then the little man made him a bow
and walked away.
The second soldier's turn to watch soon came, and
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EVENING THE FOURTH.


had not sat by himself long before up came the dwarf
in the red jacket again. The soldier treated him in as
friendly way as his comrade had done, and the little
man gave him a purse, which he told him would be
always full of gold, let him draw as much as he would
,out of it.
Then the third soldier's turn to watch came; and
he also had little Red-jacket for his guest, who gave
him a wonderful horn, that drew crowds around it
whenever it was played, and made every one forget his
business to come and dance to its beautiful music.
In the morning each told his story, and showed
the gift he had got from'the elf : and as they all liked
each other very much, and were old friends, they agreed
to travel together to see the world, and, for a while,
only to make use of the wonderful purse. And thus
they spent their time very joyously; till at last they
began to be tired of this roving life, and thought they
should like to have a home of their own. So the first
soldier put his old cloak on, and wished for a fine
castle. In a moment it stood before their eyes : fine
gardens and green lawns spread round it, and flocks
of sheep, and goats, and herds of oxen were grazing
about; and out of the gate came a grand coach with
three dapple-grey horses, to meet them and bring them
home.
All this was very well for a time, but they found
it would not do to stay at home always; so they got
together all their rich clothes, and jewels, and money,
and ordered their coach with three dapple-grey horses,
and set out on a journey to see a neighboring king.





THE NOSE-TREE.


Now this king had an only daughter, and as he saw
the three soldiers travelling in such grand style, he
took them for kings' sons, and so gave them a kind
welcome. One day, as the second soldier was walking
with the princess, she saw that he had the wonderful
purse in his hand. Then she asked him what it was,
and he was foolish enough to tell her,-though, indeed,
it did not much signify what he said, for she was a
fairy, and knew all the wonderful things that the three
soldiers brought. Now this princess was very cunning
and artful; so she set to work and made a purse, so
like the soldier's that no one would know one from the
other; and then she asked him to come and see her,
and made him drink some wine that she had got ready
for him, and which soon made him fall fast asleep.
Then she felt in his pocket, and took away the wonder-
ful purse, and left the one she had made in its place.
The next morning the soldiers set out home; and
soon after they reached their castle, happening to want
some money, they went to their purse for it, and found
something indeed in it; but to their great sorrow,
when they had emptied it, none came in the place of
what they took. Then the cheat was soon found out;
for the second soldier knew where he had been, and
how he had told the story to the princess, and he
guessed that she had played him a trick. "Alas !"
cried he, "poor wretches that we are, what shall we
do ?" "Oh! said the first soldier, let nogrey hairs
grow for this mishap : I will soon get the purse back."
So he threw his cloak across his shoulders, and wished
himself in the princess's chamber.





EVENING THE FOURTH.


There he found her sitting alone, telling up her
gold, that fell around her in a shower from the wonder-
ful purse.
But the soldier stood looking at her too long; for
she turned round, and the moment she saw him she
started up and cried out with all her force, "Thieves !
thieves !" so that the whole court came running in,
and tried to seize on him. The poor soldier now began
to.be dreadfully frightened in his turn, and thought it
was high time to make the best of his way off; so,
without thinking of the ready way of travelling that
his cloak-gave him, he ran to the window, opened it,
and jumped out ; and unluckily, in his haste, his cloak
caught and was. left hanging, to the great joy of the
princess, who knew its worth.
The poor soldier made the best of his way home to
his comrades on foot, and in a very downcast mood;
but the third soldier told him to keep up his heart, and
took his horn, and blew a merry tune. At the first
blast a countless troop of foot and horse' came rushing
to their aid, and they set out to make war against their
enemy. Then the king's palace was besieged, and he
was told that he must give up the purse and cloak, or
that not one stone should be left upon another. And
the king went into his daughter's chamber and talked
with her ; but she said, "Let me try first if I cannot
beat them some way or another." So she thought of
a cunning scheme to overreach them ; and dressing
herself out as a poor girl, with a basket on her arm,
she set out by night with her maid, and went into the
enemy's camp, as if she wanted to sell trinkets.





THE NOSE-TREE.


In the morlir.g she began to ramble about, singing
ballads so beautifully that all the tentsw.ere left empty,
and the soldiers ran round in crowds, and thought of
nothing but hearing her sing. Amongst the rest came
the soldier to whom the horn belonged, and as soon as
she saw him she winked to her maid, who slipped slily
through the crowd, and went into his tent where it
hung, and stole it away. This done, they both got
safely back to the palace, the besieging army went
away, the three wonderful gifts were all left in the
hands of the princess, and the three soldiers were as
penniless and forlorn as when little Red-jacket found
them in the wood.
Poor fellows! they began to think what was now
to be done. "Comrades," at last said the second
soldier, who had had the purse, "we had better part
we cannot live together, let each seek his bread as well
as he can." So he turned to the right, and the other
two went to the left, for they said they would rather
travel together. Then on the second soldier strayed till
he came to a wood (now this was the same wood where
they had met with so much good luck before), and he
walked on a long time till evening began to fall, when
he sat down tired beneath a tree, and soon fell asleep.
Morning dawned, and he was greatly delighted, at
opening his eyes, to see that the tree was laden with
the most beautiful apples. He was hungry enough, so
he soon plucked and ate first one, then a second, then
a third apple. A strange feeling came over his nose:
when he put the apple to his mouth something was in
the way. He felt it-it was his nose, that grew and
G





EVENING THE FOURTH.


grew till it hung down to his breast. It did not stop
there-still it grew and grew. "Heavens!" thought
he, "When will it have done growing?" And well
might he ask, for by this time it reached the ground
as he sat on the grass,-and thus it kept creeping on,
till he could not bear its weight or raise himself up;
and it seemed as if it would never end, for already it
stretched its enormous length all through the wood,
over hill and dale.
Meantime his comrades were journeying on, till on
a sudden one of them stumbled against something.
"What can that be?" said the other. They looked,
and could think of nothing that it was like but a nose.
"We will follow it and find its owner, however," said
they. So they traced it up, till at last they found their
poor comrade, lying stretched along under the apple-tree


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THE NOSE-TREE.


What was to be done? They tried to carry him,
but in vain. They caught an ass that was passing, and
raised him upon its back; but it was soon tired of car-
rying such a load. So they set down in despair, when
before long up came their old friend the dwarf with
the red jacket. "Why, how now, friend?" said he,
laughing: "well, I must find a cure for you, I see." So
he told them to gather a pear from another tree that
grew close by, and the nose would come right again.
No time was lost; and the nose was soon brought to its
proper size, to the poor soldier's joy.
"I will do something more for you yet," said the
dwarf: "take some of those pears and apples with
you; whoever eats one of the apples will havehis nose
grow like yours just now; but if you give him a pear,
all will come right again. Go to the princess, and get
her to eat some of your apples; her nose will grow
twenty times as long as yours did: then look sharp,
and you will get what you want from her."
Then they thanked their old friend very heartily for
all his kindness; and it was agreed that the poor
soldier, who had already tried the power of the apple,
should undertake the task. So he dressed himself up
as a gardener's boy, and went- to the king's palace, and
said he had apples to sell, so fine and so'beautiful as
were never seen- there before. Every one that saw
them was delighted, and wanted to taste; but he said
They were only for the princess; .and she soon sent her
maid to buy his stock. They were so ripe and rosy
that she soon began eating; and had not eaten above a
dozen before she too began to wonder what ailed her




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German fairy tales and popular stories
author Grimm, Wilhelm, 1786-1859
Grimm, Jacob, 1785-1863
Taylor, Edgar, 1793-1839
Cruikshank, George, 1792-1878
Grimm, Ludwig Emil, 1790-1863
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Bohn, Henry G ( Henry George ), 1796-1884
Barclay, George
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note anchored true Taylor's translations with Cruikshank's illustrations first appeared under the title: German popular stories, 1823-1826, cf. A.M. Cohn, George Cruikshank, no. 369 and NUC pre-1956, 219:109 and passim.
Illustrations engraved by Byfield.
translated from the collection of MM. Grimm, by Edgar Taylor ; with illustrations by George Cruikshank and Ludwig Grimm.
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GERMAN FAIRY TALES
AND
POPULAR STORIES,
AS
TOLD BY GAMMER GRETHEL.
TRANSLATED FROM THE COLLECTION OF MM. GRIMM,
BY EDGAR TAYLOR.
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS FROM DESIGNS
Br GEORGE CRUIKSHANK AND LUDWIG GRrIM.
LONDON:
H. G. BOHN, 4 YORK STREET, COVENT GARDEN.
1856.
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LONDON:
Prntod by G. BABRLAY, Castle St. Leicester Sq.
Preface
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PREFACE.
NEALY fifteen years ago the English public had its
first regular introduction to the curious and amusing po-
pular Tales circulating among the Germans, as collected, and
so admirably edited, by the learned and excellent MM.
Grimm, brethren not only in kindred but in literary taste
and industry.
Another race of that class of readers for whose enter-
tainment such stories are more peculiarly adapted has since
arisen, and the Translators have been induced once again to
resort to the sources from whence they drew their former
supply, for the purpose of re arranging, revising, and adding
to their budget, so as to produce it in a new form, and with
the omission of those parts for which it is probable least
interest will be felt.
Such as it is, they present their compilation to their
young friends, and will add, in substance, a few of the
observations which they before prefixed in explanation of
them.
They admit, as they did then, that they were first in-
duced to compile this little work by the eager relish with
which a few of the tales were received by the young friends
to whom they were narrated. In this feeling the Trans-
lators did not hesitate to avow their own participation;
added years have left them pretty much in the same posi-
tion; and Sir Walter Scott, in his letter to one of thb
translators (which will be found at the end of this volume),
has given to their feelings the sanction of his weighty
authority. Popular fictions and traditions are somewhat
gone out of fashion; yet most will own them to be asso-
ciated with the brightest recollections of their youth. They
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iv PREFACE.
are, like the Christmas Pantomime, ostensibly brought forth
to ticlde the palate of the young, but are often received
with as keen an appetite by those of graver years. There
is, moreover, a debt of gratitude due to these ancient
friends and comforters. They have been the revivers of
drowsy age at midnight; old and young have with 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, after their dave's labor, have
carold out the same to make them merrye with; and who
but they have made long nights seem short, and heavy
toyles easie ?"
Much might be urged aWainst that too rigid and philo-
sophic (we may rather say, unphilosophic) exclusion of works
of fancy and fiction from the libraries of children, which is
advocated by some. Our imagination is surely as suscep-
tible of improvement by exercise as our judgment 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 education, there can surely be no ob-
jection to the pleasurable employment of a faculty in which
so much of our happiness in every period of life consists.
But the amusement of the hour was not the Transla-
tors' only object. The rich collection from which the fol-
lowing tales are selected is very interesting in a literary
point of view, as affording a new proof of the wide and
early diffusion of these gay creations of the imagination;
apparently flowing from some great and mysterious foun-
tain-head, whence Calmuck, Russian, Celt, Scandinavian,
and German, in their various ramifications, have imbibed
their earliest lessons of moral instruction.
It is probably owing principally to accidental causes that
some countries have carefully preserved their ancient stores
of fiction, while they have been suffered, in England, 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 interesting and ingenious article in.
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PREFACE.
the Quarterly Review" (No. XL.), to which the Trans-
lators readily acknowledge their particular obligations, first
revived attention to the subject, and showed how wide a
field lay open, interesting to the antiquarian as well as to
the reader who only seeks annrEL,-uut
Since that period, and especially since the appearance
of the Translators' first publication, the subject has been
actively' enough investigated. Mr. Keightley, in his
' Fairy Mythology and his Tales and Popular Fictions,"
has pretty well exhausted the subject, and has elevated it
into a branch of literary science, from which probably the
public will be glad to turn to the practical and more
amusing form in which the stories themselves elucidate
their own nature and history.
The collection from which the following Tales are
mainly taken is one of great extent, obtained for the most
part by MM. Grimm from the mouths of German peasants.
The result of their labours ought to be peculiarly interest-
ing to English readers, inasmuch as many of their national
tales are proved to be of the highest northern antiquity,
and common to the parallel classes of society in countries
whose populations have been long and widely disjoined.
Strange to say, "Jack, commonly called the Giant-killer,
and Thomas Thumb," as the Quarterly Reviewer observes,
"landed in England from the very same hulls and war-
ships which conveyed Hengist and Horsa, and Ebba the
Saxon." The Cat, whose identity and London citizenship,
in the story of Whittington, appeared so certain; Tom
Thumb, whose parentage Hearne had traced; and the
Giant-destroyer of Tylney, are equally renowned among the
humblest inhabitants of Munster and Paderborn.
The connexion between the popular tales of remote and
unconnected regions is very remarkable, in the richest col-
lection of this sort of narrative which any country can
boast- disguised as it is under a bombastic and almost un-
readable style-we mean the Pentamerone, overo Trat-
tenemiento de li Piccerille,"-" Fun for the Little Ones,"-
published by Giov. Battista Basile, early in the 17th cen-
tury, as compiled from the stories current among the Nea-
politans. It is singular that the German and the Neapolitan
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tales (though the latter were till lately quite unknown
to foreigners, and never, we believe, translated), bear the
strongest and most minute resemblances. The elements
of some of "The Nights [f~tti piacevoli] of Straparola "
were published first in 1556; but in the latter collection
this class of fictions occupies apparently only an accidental
station, the bulk of his tales being of the Italian School of
Novelle. The Pentamerone seems drawn from original
sources, and was probably compiled without any knowledge
of Straparola, although the latter is earlier in date. The
two works have only four pieces in common. The French
" Contes des Fees" have many points in common with the
Pentamerone and the German Stories.
The nature and immediate design of the present pub-
lication exclude the introduction of some of those stories
which would, in a literary point of view, be most curious.
With a view to variety, the Translators have rather avoided
than selected those, the leading incidents of which are
already familiar to the English reader; and have therefore
often deprived themselves of the interest which comparison
would afford. There were also many stories of great merit,
and tending highly to the elucidation of ancient mythology,
customs, and opinions, which the fastidiousness of modern
taste, especially in works likely to attract the attention
of youth, warned them to pass by. In those tales which
they have selected they have occasionally made variations
which divers considerations dictated. They have, however,
generally noticed these variations, when they are substan-
tial, in the Notes ; but, in most cases, the alteration con-
sists merely in the curtailment of adventures or details,
not .affecting the main plot or character of the story ; or
amounts to little more than the license necessarily.taken
in recounting a popular story, according to the humour of
the reciter.
A few Notes are added, but the Translators trust it will
always be borne in mind that their little work makes no
literary pretensions; that its immediate design precludes
several of the subjects which would be most attractive to
many as matters of research; that professedly critical dis-
sertations would therefore be out of place; and that auch
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subjects have, as before observed, been abundantly eluci-
dated in works professedly directed to that object.
With regard to style, the Translators have been anxious
to adopt that which they havg ever found, by experience,
most suitable to the class of reader. whose tastes and ca-
pacities they had mainly in view; and, indeed, that which
appears in every respect best adapted to the subject-
namely, the purely English elements of our language.
From these they have very rarely, and only under the
pressure of almost absolute necessity, departed.
Our GAMMER GRETHEL, the supposed narrator of the
stories, in fact lived, though under a different name. She
was the Frau Viehmiinnin, the wife of a peasant in the
neighbourhood of Hesse-Cassel, and from her mouth a great
portion of the stories were written down by MM. Grimm.
She died not long after MM. Grimm's first publication,
her family having suffered much in the latter part of the
last French war. M. Ludwig Grimm himself sketched her
intelligent and characteristic features for the frontispiece
to a later edition of his brother's collection; and we, with
great satisfaction, place a copy of it at the head of this
volume. His designs, also, form the bases of our illustrations
of ROSE-BUD, THE GOOSE-GIRL tailpiecee), SNOWDROP, and
HANSEL AND GRETHEL. Most of the others are from the
old designs of Geo. Cruikshank; the whole being now
engraved on wood by Byfield.
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OH, the happy, happy season,
Ere bright Fancy bent to Reason;
When the spirit of our stories
Filled the mind with unseen glories;
Told of creatures of the air,
Spirits, fairies, goblins, rare,
Guarding man with tenderest care;
When before the blazinghearth,
Listening to the tale of mirth,
Sons and daughters, mother, sire,
Neighbours, all drew round the fire;
Lending open ear and faith
To what some learned gossip saith !
But the fays and all are gone,
Reason, Reason, reigns alone;
Every grace and charm is fled,
All by dulness banished !
Thus we ponder, slow and sad,
After Truth the world is mad;
Ah, believe me, Error too
Hath its charms, nor small, nor few.
From VOLTAIRE.
Table of Contents
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CONTENTS.
EVENING THE FIRST.
THE GOLDEN GOOSE .
THE FISHERMAN AND HIS WIFE
THE FOX'S BRUSH .
FAIRY SONG
EVENING THE SECOND.
ROSE-BUD .
FRITZ AND HIS FRIENDS
THE ELFIN GROVE
.25
. 31
37
EVENING THE THIRD.
THE JEW IN THE BUSH
ASHPUTTEL .
THE WAITS OF BREMEN
S 46
51
61
EVENING THE FOURTH.
RUMPEL-STILTS-KRr
BRUIN AND THE TIT3
THE NOSE-TREE
67
72
S 76
EVENING THE FIFTH
THE GOOSE-GIRL .
KING GRIZZLE-BEARD
THE MAN IN THE BAG
KARL KATZ .
EVENING THE SIXTH.
THE BEAR AND THE SKRATTEL
HANS IN LUCK
TOM THUMB .
86
96
101
106
115
S128
137
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X CONTENTS.
EVENING THE SEVENTH.
SNOW-DROP .
THE FOUR CRAFTS-MEN .
CAT-SKIN
SONG TO THE LADY-BIRD
EVENING THE EIGHTH.
JORINDA AND JORINDEL .
TUMBLING THE DWARF AND TUMBLING THE GIANT
THE WATER OF LIFE
EVENING THE NINTH.
THE BLUE LIGHT
THE THREE CROWS
CHANTICLEER AND PARTLET
THE FROG-PRINCE
195
S202
S206
214
EVENING THE TENTH.
THE ELVES AND THE COBBLER
CHERRY THE FROG-BRIDE
THE DANCING SHOES
S 219
222
231
EVENING THE ELEVE .
MASTER SNIP
GIANT GOLDEN-BEARD
PEE-WIT
SPITZ AND THE SPARROW
238
S 246
255
S 261
EVENING THE TWELFTH.
HANSEL AND GRETHEL .
LILY AND THE LION
DONKEY-WORT
HEADS OFF .
PAGE
147
157
163
170
171
175
185
266
280
288
296
Section
head Gammer Grethel
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GAMMER GRETHEL.
WHO SHE WAS AND WHAT SHE DID.
GAMMER GRETHEL was an honest, good-humoured
farmer's wife, who, a while ago, lived far off in
Germany.
She knew all the good stories that were told in
that country; and every evening about Christmas time
the boys and girls of the neighbourhood gathered round
her to hear her tell them some of her budget of strange
stories.
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GAMMER GRETHEL.
One Christmas, being in that part of the world,
I joined the party; and begged her to let-me write
down- what I heard, for the benefit of my young friends
in England. And so, for twelve merry evenings, be-
ginning with Christmas eve, we met and listened to
her budget.
Many a time have my acquaintances, of both sexes,
called for a chapter out of my Tale-book: and as I
have reason to think that there may be a great many
more-not only of boys and girls, but of men and
women too-than I know, or should like the trouble
of reading to, who would be glad to have been of
Gammer Grethel's party, or at least would- like to
know how it was that she so much amused her friends,
I at last resolved to print the collection, for the benefit
of all those who may wish to read it.
And so, Gentle Reader," as a worthy old writer
has said with regard to some similar matter of amuse-
ment, "craving thy kind acceptance, I wish thee as
much willingness to the reading, as I have been forward
in the printing: and so I end,-Farewell."
Evening the First
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EVENING THE FIRST.
THE GOLDEN GOOSE-THE FISHERMAN AND HIS WIFE-
THE FOX'S BRUSH.
THE GOLDEN GOOSE.*
THERE was a man who had three sons. The youngest
was called Dummling which is much the same
as Dunderhead, for all thought he was more than
Die Goldene Gans of Grimm; from Hesse and Paderborn.
"The manner in which Loke, in the Edda, hangs to the eagle is,"
MM. Grimm observe, better understood after a perusal of the story
of the Golden Goose, to which the lads and lasseswho touch it adhere."
-Quart. Rev. XLI. They add that the Golden Goose, buried at the
root of an oak, and fated to be the reward of virtue, and to bring
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half a fool-and he was at all times mocked and ill-
treated by the whole household.
It happened that the eldest son took it into his
head one day to go into the wood to cut fuel; and
his mother gave him a nice pasty and a bottle of
wine to take with him, that he might refresh himself
at his work. As he went into the wood, a little old
man bid him good day, and said, "Give me a little
piece of meat from your plate, and a little wine out of
your bottle, for I am very hungry and thirsty." But
this clever young man said, Give you my meat and
wine? No, I thank you, I should not have enough
left for myself:" and away he went. He soon began
to cut down a tree; but he had not worked long
before he' missed his stroke, and cut himself, and was
forced to go home to have the wound dressed. Now it
was the little old man that sent him this mischief.
Next went out the second son to work: and his
mother gave him too a pasty and a bottle of wine. And
the same little old man met him also, and asked him
blessing on its owner, seems only one of the various types by which,
in these tales, happiness, wealth, and power, are conferred on the
favourites of fortune. The prize is here poetically described as so
attractive, that whatever approaches clings to it as to a magnet.
The Dummling is drawn with his usial characteristics; he is some-
times inferior in stature, sometimes in intellect, and at other times in
both: his resemblance to the Diiumling or Thumbling is obvious; and
though his name has now an independent meaning, we should suspcct
it to have been originally the same: unless the appearance of the
characterin the Pentamerone, iii. 8, by the unambiguous name of" Lo
Gnorante," be against our theory. We leave this singular personage
in the hands of MM. Grimm; referring also to the Altdeutsche
I I older, where our hero is pointed out as appearing under the appel-
lation of "Dummeklare," in the Romance of Parcifal.
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for something to eat and drink. But he too thought
himself very clever, and said, "The more you eat the
less there would be for me: so go your way!" The
little man took care that he too should have his re-
ward, and the second stroke that he aimed against a
tree hit him on the leg; so that he too was forced to
go home.
Then Dummling said, "Father, I should like to
go and cut wood too." But his father said, "Your
brothers have both lamed themselves; you had better
stay at home, for you know nothing about the business
of wood-cutting." But Dummling was very pressing;
and at last his father said, Go your way you will be
wiser when you have smarted for your folly." And his
mother gave him only some dry bread and a bottle of
sour beer. But when he went into the wood, he met
the little old man, who said, "Give me some meat and
drink, for I am very hungry and thirsty." Dummling
said, "I have only dry bread and sour beer; if that
will suit you we will sit down and eat it, such as it is,
together." So they sat down; and when the lad
pulled out his bread, behold it was turned into a rich
pasty: and his sour beer, when they tasted it, was de-
lightful wine. They ate and drank heartily; and when
they had done, the little man said, As you have a kind
heart, and have been willing to share everything with
me, I will send a blessing upon you. There stands an
old tree; cut it down, and you will find something at
the root." Then he took his leave, and went his way.
Dummling set to work, and cut down the tree; and
when it fell, he found, in a hollow under the roots, a
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goose with feathers of pure gold. He took it up, and
went on to a little inn by the roadside, where he
thought to sleep for the night on his way home. Now
the landlord had three daughters; and when they saw
the goose they were very eager to look what this won-
derful bird could be, and wished very much to pluck
one of the feathers out of its tail. At last the eldest
said, "I must and will have a feather." So she waited
till Dummling was gone to bed, and then seized the
goose by the wing; but to her great wonder there she
stuck, for neither hand nor finger could she get away
again. Then in came the second sister, and thought
to have a feather too; but the moment she touched.her
sister, there she too hung fast. At last came the third,
and she also wanted a feather; but the other two cried
out, "Keep away! for Heaven's sake, keep away!"
However, she did not understand what they meant.
"If they are there," thought she, "I may as well be
there too." So she went up to them; but the moment
she touched her sisters she stuck fast, and hung to the
goose, as they did. And so they kept company with
the goose all night in the cold.
The next morning Dummling got up and carried off
the goose under his arm. He took no notice at all of
the three girls, but went out with them sticking fast
behind. So wherever he travelled, they too were forced
to follow, whether they would or no, as fast as their
legs could parry them.
In the middle of a field the parson met them; and
when he saw the train, he said, "Are you not ashamed
of yourselves, you bold girls, to run after a young man
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in that way over the fields ? Is that good behaviour ?"
Then he took the youngest by the hand to lead her
away; but as soon as he touched her he too hung fast,
and followed in the train; though sorely against his
will, for he was not only in rather too good plight for
running fast, but just then he had a little touch of the
gout in the great toe of his right foot. By and bye
up came the clerk; and when he saw his master, the
parson, running after the three girls, he wondered
greatly, and said, "Holla! holla! your reverence!
whither so fast? there is a christening to-day." Then
he ran up and took him by the gown; when, lo and
behold, he stuck fast too. As the five were thus trudging
along, one behind another, they met two labourers
with their mattocks coming from work; and the
parson cried out lustily to them to help him. But
scarcely had they laid hands on him, when they too fell
into the rank; and so they made seven, all running
together after Dummling and his goose.
Now Dummling thought he would see a little of the
world before he went home; so he and his train jour-
neyed on, till at last they came to a city where there
was a king who had an only daughter. The princess
was of so thoughtful and moody a turn of mind that no
one could make her laugh; and the king had made
known to all the world, that whoever could make her
laugh should have her for his wife. When the young
man heard this, he went to her, with his goose and all
its train; and as soon as she saw the seven all hanging
together, and running along, treading on each other's
heels, she could not help bursting into a long and loud
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laugh. Then Dummling claimed her for his wife, and
married her; and he was heir to the kingdom, and
lived long and happily with his wife.
But what became of the goose and the goose's tail,
I never could hear.
TIHE FISHERMAN AND HIS WIFE.*
THERE was once a fisherman who. lived with his
wife in a pigstye, 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 sparkling
waves and watching his line, all on a sudden his float
was dragged away deep into the water: and in drawing
it up he pulled out a great fish. But the fish said,
"Pray let me live I am not a real fish; I am an en-
chanted prince : put me in the water again, and let me
go Oh ho !'" said the man, "you need not make
so many words about the matter; I will have nothing
to do with a fish that can talk: so swim away, Sir, as
"De Fischer un siine Fru of Grimm; a story in the Pomera-
nian Low German dialect, which is admirably adapted to this species
of narrative, and particularly pleasing to an English ear, as bearing a
remarkable affinity to his own language, or rather that of the Lowland
Scotch. Take the second sentence as a specimen : "Daar satt he eens
an de see, bi de angel, un sach in dat blanke water; unhe sach immer
(ever) na de angel," &c. During the fervour of popular feeling on the
downfall of the power of the late Emperor of France, this tale became
a great favourite in Germany. In the original, the last object of the
wife's desire is to be as de lewe Gott (der liebe Gott, le bon Dieu).
We have somewhat softened the boldness of the lady's ambition.
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THE FISHERMAN AND HIS WIFE.
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 on the
wave.
When the fisherman went home to his wife in the
pigstye, he told her how he had caught a great fish, and
how it had told him it was an enchanted prince, and
how, on hearing it speak, he had let it go again. "Did
not you ask it for anything?" said the wife. "No,"
said theman; what should I ask for ?" "Ah i" said
the wife, "we live very wretchedly here, in this nasty
dirty pigstye; do go back and tell the fish we want a
snug little cottage."
The fisherman did not much like the business:
however, he went to the sea-shore; and when he came
there the water looked all yellow and green. And he
stood at the water's edge, and said,-
0 man of the sea!
Hearken to me !
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee "
Then the fish came swimming to him, and said,
"Well, what is her will? what does your wife want?"
"Ah !" said the fisherman, "she says that when I had
caught you, I ought to have asked you for something
before I let you go; she does not like living any longer
in the pigstye, and wants a snug little cottage." "Go
home, then," said the fish; "she is in the cottage
already!" So the man went home, and saw his wife
standing at the door of a nice trim little cottage.
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EVENING THE FIRST.
"Come in, come in!" said she; "is not this much
better than the filthy pigstye we had ?" And there
was a parlour, and a bedchamber, and a kitchen; and
behind the cottage there was a little garden, planted
with all sorts of flowers and fruits; and there was a
courtyard behind, full of ducks and chickens. "Ah !"
said the fisherman, "how happily we shall live now!"
"We will try to do so, at least," said his wife.
Everything went right for a week or two, and then
Dame Ilsabill said, "Husband, there is not near room
enough for us in this cottage; the courtyard and the
garden are a great deal too small; I should like to have
a large stone castle to live in: go to the fish again and
tell him to give us a castle." Wife," said the fisher-
man, "I don't like to go to him again, for perhaps he
will be angry; we ought to be easy with this pretty
cottage to live in." "Nonsense!" said the wife; "he
will do it very willingly, I know; go along, and try!"
SThe fisherman went, but 'his heart was very heavy:
and when he came to the sea, it looked blue and
gloomy, though it was very calm; and he went close
to the edge of the waves, and said,-
0 man of the sea!
Hearken to me!
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee !"
"Well, what does she want now ?" said the fish.
" Ah said the man, dolefully, "my wife wants to live
in a stone castle." "Go home, then," said the fish;
"she is standing at the gate of it already." So away
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THE FISHERMAN AND HIS WIFE.
went the fisherman, and found his wife standing before
the gate of a great castle. "See," said she, "is not
this grand?" With that they went into the castle
together, and found a great many servants there, and
the rooms all richly furnished, and full of golden chairs
and tables; and behind the castle was a garden, and
around it was a park half a mile long, full of sheep,
and goats, and hares, and deer; and in the courtyard
were stables and cow-houses. "Well," said the man,
"now we will live cheerful and happy in this beautiful
castle for the rest of our lives." Perhaps we may,"
said the wife; "but let us sleep upon it, before we
make up our minds to that." So they went to bed.
The next morning when Dame Ilsabill awoke it was
broad daylight, 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 she. "But,
wife," said 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. This time
the sea looked a dark gray colour, and was overspread
with curling waves and ridges of foam as he cried
out,-
O man of the sea!
Hearken to me!
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee "
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"Well, what would she have now ?" said the fish.
"Alas!" said the poor 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 went in he saw his wife sitting on a high throne of
gold and diamonds, with a golden crown upon her head;
and on each side of her stood six fair 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 anything more to wish
for as long as we live." "I don't know how that may
be," said she; "never is a long time. I am king, it
is true; but I begin to be tired of that, and I think I
should like to be emperor." "Alas, wife why should
you wish to be emperor?" said the fisherman. "Hus-
band," said she, "go to the fish I say I will be
emperor." "Ah, wife !" replied the fisherman, "the
fish cannot make an emperor I am sure, and I should
not like to ask him for such a thing." "I am king,"
said Isabill, and you are my slave; so go at oncee"
So the fisherman was forced to go; and he mut-
tered 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 be sorry for what we have done." He
soon came to the sea-shore; and the water was quite
black and muddy, and a mighty whirlwind blew over
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the waves and rolled them about, but he went as near
as he could to the water's brink, and said,-
0 man of the sea !
Hearken to me!
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And 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 Ilsabill 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 stop at being
emperor? 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." "Husband," said she, "I
will be pope this very day." "But," replied the hus-
band, "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
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and down in boiling waves, and the ships were in
trouble, and rolled fearfully upon the tops of the bil-
lows. In the middle of the heavens there was a little
piece of blue sky, but towards the south all was red, as
if a dreadful storm was rising. At this sight the fisher-
man, was dreadfully frightened, and he'trembled so that
his knees knocked together: but still he went down
near to the shore, and said,-
0 man of the sea!
Hearken to me!
My wife Usabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee i "
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 Ilsabill
sitting on a throne that was two miles high. And she
had three great crowns on her head, and around her
stood all the pomp and power of the church. And on
each side of her 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
rushlight. Wife," said the fisherman, as he looked
at all this greatness, 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 easy,
for you can be'nothing greater." "I will think about
that," said the wife. Then they went to bed : but
Dame Ilsabill could not sleep all night for thinking
what she should be next. At last, as she was dropping
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asleep, morning broke, and the sun rose. "Ha!"
thought she, as she woke up and looked .at it through
the window, after all I cannot prevent the sun rising."
At this thought she was very angry, and wakened her
husband, and said, Husband, go to the fish and tell
him'I must be lord of the sun and moon." The fisher-
man 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 easy with being
pope ?" "No," said she, I am very uneasy as long
as the sun and moon rise without my leave. Go to the
fish at once !"
Then the man went shivering with fear; and as
he was going down to the shore a dreadful storm arose,
so that the trees and the very rocks shook. And all
the heavens became black with stormy clouds, and the
lightning played, and the thunders rolled; and you
might have seen in the sea great black waves, swelling
up like mountains with crowns of white foam upon
their heads. And the fisherman crept towards the sea,
and cried out, as well as he could,-
O man of the sea!
Hearken to me!
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee "
What does she want now ?" said the fish. Ah I"
said he, "she wants to be lord of the sun and moon."
" Go home," said the fish, "to your pigstye again."
And there they live to this very day.
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THE FOX'S BRUSH.*
STHE King of the East had a beautiful garden, and
in the garden stood a tree that bore golden apples.
Lest any of these apples should be stolen, they were
always counted; but 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
told the gardener to keep a watch under the tree all
night.
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 set to watch, and at mid-
night 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 yielded, and
"Der Goldene Vogel" of Grimm, a Hessian story; told also,
with slight variations, in Paderborn. The substance of this tale, in
which the Golden Bird is generally called the Phoenix, is of great
antiquity. Perinskiold, in the catalogue to Hickes, mentions the Saga
of Artus Fagra, and describes the contents thus: "Hist. de tribus
fratribus, Carolo, Vilhielmo, atque Arturo, cogn. Fagra, regis Anglise
filiis, qui ad inquirendum Phoenicem, ut eg curaretur morbus immedi-
cabilis patris illorum, in ultimas usque Indie oras missi sunt.'" It
appears that the same subject forms a Danish popular tale. The
youngest and successful son is a character of perpetual recurrence in
the German tales. He is generally despised for diminutive stature, or
supposed inferiority of intellect, and passes by the contemptuous ap-
pellation of the Dummling (see our No. 1), and of whom we shall
have occasion to say more hereafter.
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THE FOX'S BRUSH.
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 and sat upon the tree.
This bird's feathers were all 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.
The arrow, however, did the bird no harm, it only
dropped a golden feather from its tail, and flew away.
The golden feather was then brought to the king in the
morning, and all his court were called together. Every
one agreed that it was the most beautiful thing that
had ever been seen, and 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 and will have
the whole bird."
Then the gardener's eldest son set out to find this
golden bird, and thought to find it 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. The
lad was fond of a little sporting, so he took his bow and
made ready to shoot at it. Then Mr. Reynard, who
saw what he was about, and did not like the thoughts
of being shot at, cried out, "Softly, softly! do not
shoot me, I can give you good counsel. 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, built one on
each side of the street. The right-hand one is very
pleasant and beautiful to look at, but go not in there.
Rest for the night in the other, though it may seem
to you very poor and mean." What can such a beast
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as this know about the matter ?" thought the silly lad
to himself. So he shot his arrow at the fox, but he
missed it, and it only laughed at him, set-up its tail
above its back, and ran into the wood.
The young man went his way, and in the evening
came to the village where the two inns were. In the
right-hand one were people singing, and dancing, and
feasting; but the other looked very dirty, ail 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 there he stayed, 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 with the fox sitting by the roadside, who gave
him the same good advice as he had given his brother:
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, joined the
merry-making, and there 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 him 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
hinder his coming back. However, at last it was
agreed he should go; for, to tell the truth, he would
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THE FOX'S BRUSH.
not rest at home.. As he came to the wood he met the
fox, who gave him the same good counsel that he had
given the other brothers. But he was thankful to the
fox, and did not shoot at him, as his brothers had done.
Then 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 quickly
that their hair whistled in the wind.
When they came to the village, the young man was
wise enough to follow the fox's counsel, and, without
looking about him, went straight 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 sol-
diers fast asleep and snoring; take no notice of them,
but go into the castle, and pass 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 it
into the handsome one, otherwise you will be sorry for
it." Then the fox stretched out his brush 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 lad went in, and found the chamber, where the
golden bird hung in a wooden cage. Below stood the
golden cage; and the three golden apples, that had
been lost, were lying close by its side. Then he thought
to himself, It will be a very droll thing to bring away
such a fine bird in this shabby cage ;" so he opened
C
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the door and took hold of the bird, and put it into the
golden cage. But it set up at once such a loud scream,
that all the soldiers awoke; and they took.him prisoner,
and carried him before the king.
The next morning the court sat to judge him; and
when all'was heard, it doomed him to die, unless he
should bring the king the golden horse, that could run
as swiftly as the wind. 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 sudden, he met his
good friend the fox taking his morning's walk. Hey-
day, young gentleman !" said Reynard; "you see now
what has happened from your not listening to my advice.
I will still, however, tell you how you may find the golden
horse, if you will but 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 softly; but be
sure to let the old leather saddle be upon him, and do
not put on the golden one that is close by." Then
the young man 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 lad
looked at the horse, he thought it a great pity to keep
the leather saddle upon it. "I will give him the
good one," said he : "I am sure he is worth it." As
he took up the golden saddle, the groom awoke, and
cried out so loud, that all the guards ran in and took
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him prisoner; and in the morning he was brought be-
fore the king's court to be judged, and was once more
doomed to die. But it was agreed that if he could
bring thither the beautiful princess, he should live, and
have the horse given him for his own.
Then he went his way again very sorrowful; but
the old fox once more met him on the road, and said,
"Why did you not listen to me? If you had, you
would have carried away both the bird and the horse.
Yet I will once more give you counsel. Go straight on,
and in the evening you will come to a castle. At
twelve o'clock every night the princess goes to the bath :
go up to her as she passes, and give her a kiss, and
she will let you lead her away; but take care you do
not let her go and take leave of her father and mother."
Then the fox stretched out his tail, and 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 said, "No!" but she wept still
more and more, and fell at his feet, till at last he
yielded; but the moment she came to her father's door
the guards awoke, and he was taken prisoner again.
So he was brought at once before the king, who
lived in that castle. And the king said, "You shall
never have my daughter, unless in eight days you dig
away the hill that stops the view from my window."
Now this hill was so big that all the men in the whole
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vorld could not have taken 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 I will
work for you." In the morning he awoke, and the hill
was gone; so he went merrily to the king, and told him
that now it was gone he must give him the princess.
Then the king was obliged to keep his word, and
away went the young man and the princess. But the
fox came and said to him, "That will not do; 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 it be ?"
"If you will only listen," said the fox, "it' can soon
be done. When you come to the king of the castle
where the golden horse is, and he asks for the beautiful
princess, you must say, 'Here she is!' Then he will
be very glad to see her, and will run to welcome her;
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 or not; and when you get it into your
hand, ride away as fast as you can."
This, too, happened as the fox said: they carried off
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the bird; the princess mounted again, and off they
rode till they came to a great wood. On their way
through it they met their old friend Reynard again;
and he said, "Pray kill me, and cut off my head and
my brush !" The young man would not do any such
thing-to so good a friend: 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 brook!" Then away he went. "Well,"
thought the young man, "it is no hard matter, at any
rate, to follow that advice."
So he rode on with the princess, till at last they
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 rogues are going to be hanged." As he came
bearer, he saw that the two men were his brothers, who
had turned robbers. At the sight of them in this sad
plight his heart was very heavy, and he cried out,
"Can nothing save them from such a death ?" but the
people said "No !" unless he would bestow all his
money upon the rascals, and buy their freedom, by re-
paying all they had stolen. Then he did not stay to
think about it, but paid whatever was asked; and his
brothers were given up, and went on with him towards
their father's home.
Now the weather was very hot; and as they came
to the wood where the fox first met them, they found it
so cool and shady under the trees, by the side of a
brook that ran close by, that the two brothers said,
" Let us sit down by the side of this brook and rest a
while, to eat and drink." Very well!" said he, and
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forgot what the fox had said, and sat down on the side
of the brook: and while he thought of no harm coming
to him they crept behind him, 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
these we have won by our own skill and strength."
Then there was great merriment made, and the king
held a feast, and the two brothers were welcomed home;
but the horse would not eat, the bird would not sing,
and the princess sat by herself in her chamber, and wept
bitterly.
The youngest son fell to the bottom of the bed of
the stream. 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. As he stood bewailing
his fate, and thinking what he should do, to his great
joy he spied his old and faithful friend the fox, look-
ing down from the bank upon him. Then Reynard
scolded him for not following his advice, which would
have saved him from all the troubles that had befallen
him. Yet," said he, "silly as you have been, I can-
not bear to leave you here; so lay hold of my brush,
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 a watch to kill you if they find you
making your way back." So he dressed himself as a
poor piper, and came playing on his pipe to the king's
court. But he was scarcely within the gate when the
horse began to eat, and the bird to sing, and the prin.
cess left off weeping. And when he got to the great
hall, where all the court sat feasting, he went straight
up to the king, and told him all his brothers' roguery.
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Then it made the king very angry to hear what they
had done, and they were seized and punished; and the
youngest son had the princess given to him again; and
he married her; and after the king's death he was
chosen king in his stead.
After his marriage he went one day to walk in
the wood, and there the old fox met him once more,
and besought him, with tears in his eyes, to be so
kind as to cut off his head and his brush. At last he
did so, though sorely against his will, and in the same
moment the fox was changed into a prince, and the
princess knew him to be her own brother, who had
been lost a great many years; for a spiteful fairy had
enchanted him, with a spell that could only be broken
by some one getting the golden bird, and by cutting off
his head and his brush.
,A -z --
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24
SONG.
On let us be fairies, if fairies are free
From heartless, dull fancies, that plague you and me:
If labyrinths of fashion ne'er tangle their feet,
Nor pleasure brings sorrow, nor kindness deceit!
The fairies the fairies oh, be they indeed
Gay children of nature, whose home is the mead ?
Who toil not, and care not; who, blessing and blest,
Just live out their summer, ard close it in rest ?
There's wisdom with fairies: I'll visit their school,
They'll show me their Order, and teach me their Rule;
And if they adopt me, why fare thee well, earth I
We want not each other, in mourning or mirth!
Evening the Second
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ROSE-BUD-FRITZ AND HIS FRIENDS-THE ELFIN GROVE.
ROSE-BUD.*
A KING and queen once upon a time reigned in a
country a great way off, where there were in those days
fairies. Now this king and queen had plenty of money,
Dornrdschen of Grimm, a Hessian story. Wehave, perhaps,
in our alteration of the heroine's name, lost one of the links of con-
nexion, which MM. Grimm observe between this fable and that of the
ancient tradition of the restoration of Brynhilda, by Sigurd, as nar-
rated in the Edda of Sremund in Volsunga Saga. Sigurd pierces the
enchanted fortifications, and rouses the heroine. Who is it," said
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and plenty of fine clothes to wear, and plenty of good
things to eat and drink, and a coach to ride out in
every day: but though they had been married many
years they had no children, and this grieved them very
much indeed. But one day as the queen was walking
by the side of the river, at the bottom of the garden,
she saw a poor little fish, that had thrown itself out of
the water, and lay gasping and nearly dead on the
bank. Then the queen took pity on the little fish, and
threw it back again into the river; and before it swam
away it lifted its head out of the water and said, "I
know what your wish is, and it shall be fulfilled, in
return for your kindness to me-you will soon have a
daughter." What the little fish had foretold soon came
to pass; and the queen had a little girl, so very beauti-
ful that the king could not cease looking on it for joy,
and said he would hold a great feast and make merry,
and show the child to all the land. So he asked his
kinsmen, and nobles, and friends, and neighbours. But
the queen said, "I will have the fairies also, that they
might be kind and good to our little daughter." Now
she, of might sufficient to rend my armour and to break my sleep ?"
She afterwards tells the cause of her trance: "Two kings contended:
'one hight Hialmgunnar, and he was old but of mickle might, and Odin
had promised him the victory. I felled him in fight, but Odin struck
my head with the sleepy-thorn [the Thorn-rose or Dog-rose, see
Altdeutsehe Wdider, i. 135], and said I should never be again vic-
torious, and should be hereafter wedded."-Herbert's Miscell. Poetry,
vol. ii. p. 23. Though the allusion to the Sleep-rose is preserved in
our heroine's name, she suffers from the wound of a spindle, as in the
Pentamerone of G. B. Basile, v. 5. The further progress of Sigurd's,
or Siegfried's, adventures will be seen in Heads Off," another of the
stories of Grimm's collection, to be found at the end of our volume.
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there were thirteen fairies in the kingdom; but as the
king and queen had only twelve golden dishes for them
to eat out of, they were forced to leave one of the
fairies without asking her. So twelve fairies came, each
with a high red cap on her head, and red shoes with
high heels on her feet, and a long white wand in her
hand: and after the feast was over they gathered round
in a ring and gave all their best gifts to the little
princess. One gave her goodness, another beauty, an-
other riches, and so on till she had all that was good
in the world.
Just as eleven of them had done blessing her, a
great noise was heard in the courtyard, and word was
brought that the thirteenth fairy was come, with a
black cap on her head, and black shoes on her feet, and
a broomstick in her hand: and presently up she came
into the dining-hall. Now as she had not been asked
to the feast dhe was very angry, and scolded the king
and queen very much, and set to work to take her
revenge. So she cried out, "The king's daughter shall,
m her fifteenth year, be wounded by a spindle, and fall
down dead." Then the twelfth of the friendly fairies,
who had not yet given her gift, came forward, and said
that the evil wish must be fulfilled, but that she could
soften its mischief; so her gift was, that the king's
daughter, when the spindle wounded her, should not
really die, but should only fall asleep for a hundred
years.
However, the king hoped still to save his dear child
altogether from the threatened evil; so he ordered that
Ill the spindles in the kingdom should be bought up
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and burnt. But all the gifts of the first eleven fairies
were in the meantime fulfilled; for the princess was so
beautiful, and well-behaved, and good, and wise, that
every one who knew her loved her.
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 spin-
ning away very busily. "Why, how now, good mo-
ther," said the princess, "what are you doing there ?"
Spinning," said the old lady, and nodded her head;
humming a tune, while buzz! went the wheel. How
prettily that little thing turns round!" said the prin-
cess, and took the spindle and began to try and spin.
But scarcely had she touched it, before the fairy's pro-
phecy was fulfilled; the spindle wounded her, 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 pigeons on the house-top, and the
very flies slept upon the walls. Even the fire on the
hearth left off blazing, and went to sleep; the jack
stopped, and the spit that was turning about with a
goose upon it for the king's dinner stood still; and the
cook, who was at that moment pulling the kitchen-boy
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by the hair to give him a box on the ear for something
he had done amiss, let him go, and both fell asleep;
the butler, who was slily tasting the ale, fell asleep with
the jug at his lips: and thus everything stood still,
and slept soundly.
A large hedge of thorns soon grew round the pa-
lace, and every year it became higher and thicker; till
at last the old palace was surrounded and hidden, 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 the king's daughter
was called) : so that, from time to time, several kings'
sons came, and tried to break through the thicket into
the palace. This, however, none of them could ever do;
for the thorns and bushes laid hold of them, as it were
with hands; and there they stuck fast, and died
wretchedly.
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 be-
hind it, and how a wonderful princess, called Rose-Bud,
lay in it 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 that they had all stuck fast in it, and died.
Then the young prince said, All this shall not frighten
me, I will go and see this Rose-Bud." The old man
tried to hinder him, but he was bent upon going.
Now that very day the hundred years were ended;
and as the prince came to the thicket, he saw nothing
but beautiful flowering shrubs, through which he went
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with ease, and they shut in after him as thick as ever.
Then he came at last to the palace, and there in the
court lay the dogs asleep; and the horses were standing
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 were sleeping on the
walls; the spit was standing still; the butler had the
jug of ale at his lips, going to drink a draught; the
maid sat with a fowl in her lap ready to be plucked;
and the cook in the kitchen was still holding up her
hand, as if she was going to beat the boy.
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 on a couch by the window. She looked so beau-
tiful that he could not take his eyes off her, so he
stooped down and gave her a kiss. But the moment
he kissed her she opened her eyes and awoke, and
smiled upon him; and they went out together; and
soon the king and queen also awoke, and all the court,
and gazed on each other with great wonder. And the
horses shook themselves, and the dogs jumped up 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 again; the fire in the kitchen
blazed up; round went the jack, and round went the
spit, with the goose for the king's dinner upon it; the
butler finished his draught of ale; the maid went on
plucking the fowl; and the cook gave the boy the box
on his ear.
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And then the prince and Rose-Bud were married,
and the wedding feast was given; and they lived happily
together all their lives long.
FRITZ AND HIS FRIENDS.*
HONEST Fritz had worked hard all his life, but ill
luck befell him; his cattle died, his barns were burned,
and he lost almost all his money. So at last he said,.
"Before it is all gone I will buy goods, and go out
into the world, and see whether I shall have the luck
to mend my fortune."
The first place he came to was a village, where" the
boys were running about, crying and shouting. "What
is the matter ?" asked he, "See here!" said 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
"Die treuen Thiere" of Grimm, from the Schwalmgegend, in
Hesse. It is singular that nearly the same story is to be found in the
Relations of Ssidi Kur, a collection of tales current among the Cal-
muck Tartars. A benevolent Brahmin there receives the grateful as-
sistance of a mouse, a bear, and a monkey, whom he has severally
rescued from the hands of their tormentors.-- Quart. Rev. No. XL.
p. 99. There is a very similar story, "Lo Scarafone, lo Sorece, e lo
Grillo," in the Pentamerone, iii. 5. Another in the same work,
iv. 1, "La Preta de lo Gallo," embraces the incidents of the latter
part of our tale. The Gesta Romanorum also contains a fable some-
what similar in plot, though widely different in details. The cunning
device of the mouse reminds MM. Grimm of Loke, in the form of a
fly, stinging the sleeping Freya till she throws off her necklace. Mrs.
Jameson has given us a Canadian Indian's legend, having a similar
basis.
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jumps about!" But the man pitied the poor little
thing, and said, "Let the poor mouse go, and I will
give you money." So he gave them some money, and
took the mouse and let it run: and it 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 boys had got an ass, that they made stand
on its hind legs, and tumble and cut capers. Then
they laughed and shouted, and gave the poor beast no
rest. So the good man gave them too some of his
money, to let the poor thing go away in peace.
At the next village he came to, the young people
were leading a bear, that had been taught to dance, arid
were plaguing the poor thing sadly. Then he gave
them too some money, to let the beast go; and Master
Bruin was very glad to get on his four feet, and seemed
quite at his ease and happy again.
But now our traveller found that he had given
away all the money he had in the world, and had not a
shilling in his pocket. Then said he to himself, The
king has heaps-of gold in his strong box that he never
uses; I cannot die of hunger: so I hope I shall be for-
given if I borrow a little from him, and when I get
rich again I will repay it all."
So he managed to get at the king's strong box, and
took a very little money; but as he came out the
guards saw him, and said he was a thief, and took him
to the judge. The poor man told his story; but the
judge said that sort of borrowing could not be suffered,
and that those who took other people's money must be
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punished; so the end of his trial was that Fritz was
found guilty, and doomed to be thrown into the lake,
shut up in a box. The lid of the box was full of holes
to let in air; and one jug of water and one loaf of
bread were given him.
Whilst he was swimming along in the water very
sorrowfully, he heard something nibbling and biting at
the lock. All on a sudden it fell off, the lid flew open,
and there stood his old friend the little mouse, who had
done him this good turn. Then came the ass and the
bear too, 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 lay their heads together; when on a sudden
a wave threw on the shore a pretty white stone, that
looked like an egg. Then the bear said, "That's a
lucky thing! this is the wonderful stone; whoever has
it needs only to wish, and everything that he wishes
for comes to him at once." So Fritz went and picked
up the stone, and wished for a palace 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 wonder 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 eager to know how all this had
happened, and went in and asked the master of the
palace how it had been so quickly raised. "I have
D
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done nothing myself," said he; "it is the wonderful
stone that did all." "What a strange stone that must
be!" said they. Then he asked them to walk 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 be-
fore all his riches were gone, and poor Fritz found
himself sitting in his box in the water, with his jug of
water and loaf of bread by his side.
However, his grateful friends, the mouse, the ass,
and the bear, came quickly 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
we can do 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 keyhole, 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 black cat with fiery eyes,
watching it."
Then the others took counsel together, and said,
"Go back again, and wait till the master of the palace
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is in bed asleep; then nip his nose and pull his hair."
Away went the mouse, and did as they told her; and the
master jumped up very angrily, and rubbed his nose,
and cried, Those rascally cats are good for nothing at
all; .they let the mice bite 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 (the cats being gone) she
nibbled at the red silken string to which the stone
hung, till down it dropped. Then she rolled it along
to the door; but when it got there the poor little mouse
was quite tired, and said to the ass, "Put in your foot,
and lift it over the threshold." 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?" "That is easily managed, my friend," said the
bear: "I can swim very well; and do you, donkey,
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 ear."
Thus all was settled, and away they swam. After
a time, Bruin began to brag and boast: "We are brave
fellows, are not we? said he; what do you think,
donkey?" 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 are spoken to." When the ass heard this,
he could hold no longer; so he opened his mouth, and
out dropped the wonderful stone. "I could not speak,"
said he; "did not you know I had the stone in my
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mouth ? Now it is lost, and that is your fault." "Do
but hold your tongue and be easy I" said the bear;
" and let us think what is to be done now."-
Then another council was held: and at last they
called together all the frogs, their wives and families,
kindred and friends; and said, "A great foe of yours is
coming to eat you all up; but never mind, bring us
up plenty of stones, and we will 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, pulling
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 set the old
frog free from his load, and told him to tell his friends
they might now go home to their dinners as soon as
they pleased.
Then the three friends swam off again for the box,
and the lid flew open, and they found they were but
just in time, for the bread was all eaten and the jug of
water almost empty. But as soon as honest Fritz had
the stone in his hand, he wished himself safe in his
palace again; and in a moment he was there, with his
garden, and his stables, and his horses; and his three
faithful friends lived with him, and they all spent their
time happily and merrily together as long as they lived.
And thus the good man's kindness was rewarded; and
so it ought, for-One good turn deserves another.
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THE ELFIN GROVE.
THE ELFIN GROVE.*
As an honest woodman was sitting one evening,
after his work was done, talking with his wife, he said,
"I hope the children will not run into that grove by
the side of the river; it looks more gloomy than ever;
the old oak tree is sadly blasted and torn; and some
odd folks, I am sure, are lurking about there, but who
they are nobody knows." The woodman, however,
could not say that they brought ill luck, whatever they
were; for every one said that the village had thriven
more than ever of late, that the fields looked gayer and
greener, that even the sky was of a deeper blue, and
that the moon and stars shed a brighter light. So, not
knowing what to think, the good people very wisely let
the new comers alone; and, in truth, seldom said or
thought anything at all about them.
That very evening, the woodman's daughter Rose-
ken, and her playfellow Martin, ran out to have a game
of hide-and-seek in the valley. "Where can he be
hidden?" said she; "he must have gone towards the
grove; perhaps he is behind the old oak tree:" and
down she ran to look. Just then she spied a little dog
Abridged from a story in Tieck's Phantasus, founded on an old
and well-known tradition, but considerably amplified by him. We
have reduced it nearer to its primitive elements; but it is, of course,
to a great extent a fancy piece, and does not pretend to that authen-
ticity of popular currency which is claimed for the other stories. Thi
principal incident resembles that in Karl Katz ;" and, more closely,
that which has been turned to so much account by Mr. Hogg, in the
Queen's Wake.
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that jumped and frisked round her, and wagged his tail,
and led her on towards the grove. Then he ran into it,
and she soon jumped up the bank by the side of the
old oak to look for him; but was overjoyed to see a
beautiful meadow, where flowers and shrubs of every
kind grew upon turf of the softest green; gay butter-
flies flew about; the birds sang sweetly; and what was
strangest, the prettiest little children sported about like
fairies on all sides; some twining the flowers, and
others dancing in rings upon the smooth turf beneath
the trees. In the midst of the grove, instead of the
hovels of which Roseken had heard, she could see a
palace, that dazzled her eyes with its brightness.
For a while she gazed on the fairy scene, till at last
one of the little dancers ran up to her, and said, And
so, pretty Roseken, you are come at last to see us ? We
have often seen you play about, and wished to have you
with us." Then she plucked some of the fruit that
grew near, and Roseken at the first taste forgot her
home, and wished only to see and know more of her
fairy friends. So she jumped down from the bank
and joined the merry dance.
Then they led her about with them, and showed
her all their sports. One while they danced by moon-
light on the primrose banks, at another time they
skipped from bough to bough, among the trees that
hung over the cooling streams, for they moved as
lightly and easily through the air as on the ground:
and Roseken went with them everywhere, for they
bore her in their arms wherever they wished to go.
Sometimes they would throw seeds on the turf, and
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little trees would spring up; and then they would set
their feet upon the branches, and rise as the trees grew
under them, till they danced upon the boughs in the
air, wherever the breezes carried them, singing merry
songs.
At other times they would go and visit the palace
of their queen: and there the richest food was spread
before them, and the softest music was heard; and all
around grew flowers, which were always changing their
hues, from scarlet to purple, and yellow, and emerald.
Sometimes they went to look at the heaps of treasure
which were piled up in the royal stores; for little dwarfs
were always employed in searching the earth for gold.
Small as this fairy land looked from without, it seemed
within to have no end; a mist hung around it to shield
it from the eyes of men; and some of the little elves
sat perched upon the outermost trees, to keep watch lest
the step of man should break in and spoil the charm.
"And who are you ?" said Roseken one day. "We
are what are called elves in your world," said one whose
name was Gossamer, and who had become her dearest
friend: "we are told you talk a great deal about us.
Some of our tribes like to work you mischief, but we
who live here seek only to be happy; we meddle little
with mankind, and when we do come among them it is
to do them good." "And where is your queen ?" said
Roseken. "Hush! hush! you cannot see or know
her: you must leave us before she comes back, which
will be now very soon, for mortal step cannot come.
where she is. But you will know that she is here,
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when you see the meadows gayer, the rivers more
sparkling, and the sun brighter."
Soon afterwards Gossamer told Roseken the time was
come to bid her farewell; and she gave her a ring in
token of their friendship, and led her to the edge of the
grove. "Think of me," said she;-"but beware how
you tell what you have seen, or try to visit any of us
again: for if you do, we shall quit this grove and come
back no more." Turning back, Roseken saw nothing
but the old oak and the gloomy grove she had known
before. How frightened my father and mother will
be!" thought she, as she looked at the sun, which had
risen some time. "They will wonder where I have
been all night, and yet I must not tell them what I
have seen."
Then she hastened homewards, wondering, however,
as she went, to see that the leaves, which were yesterday
so fresh and green, were now falling dry and yellow
around her. The cottage, too, seemed changed; and
when she went in, there sat her father, looking some
years older than when she saw him last, and her mother,
whom she hardly knew, was by his side. Close by was
a young man. Father," said Roseken, who is this ?"
"Who are you that call me father?" said he; "are
you-no, you cannot be-our long-lost Roseken ?"
But they soon saw that it was their Roseken; and the
young man, who was her old friend and playfellow
Martin, said, "No wonder you had forgotten me in
seven years; do not you remember how we parted,
seven years ago, while playing in the field ?" We
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thought you were quite lost; but I am glad to see that
some one has taken care of you, and brought you home
at last." Roseken said nothing, for she could not tell
all; but she wondered at the strange tale, and felt
gloomy at the change from fairy land to her father's
cottage.
Little by little she came to herself, thought of her
story as a mere dream, and soon became Martin's bride.
Everything seemed to thrive around them; and Rose-
ken thought of her friends, and so called her first little
girl Elfie. The little thing was loved by every one.
It was pretty and very good-tempered. Roseken thought
that it was very like a little elf; and all, without know-
ing why, called it the fairy-child.
One day, while Roseken was dressing her little Elfie,
she found a piece of gold hanging round her neck by a
silken thread; and knew it to be of the same sort as
she had seen in the hands of the fairy dwarfs. Elfie
seemed sorry at its being seen, and said that she had
found it in the garden. But Roseken watched her,
and soon found that she went every afternoon to sit by
herself in a shady place behind the house. So one day
she hid herself to see what the child did there, and to
her great wonder Gossamer was sitting by her side.
"Dear Elfie," she was saying, "your mother and I
used to sit thus when she was young and lived among
us. Oh, if you could but come and do so too But
since our queen came to us it cannot be; yet I will
come and see you, and talk to you whilst you are a
child; when you grow up we must part for ever."
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Then she plucked one of the roses that grew around
them, and breathed gently upon it, and said, "Take
this for my sake I it will now keep fresh for a whole
year."
Then Roseken loved her little Elfie more than ever;
and when she found that she spent some hours of almost
every day with the elf, she used to hide herself and
watch them without being seen; till one day, when
Gossamer was bearing her little friend through the air
from tree to tree, her mother was so frightened lest her
child should fall, that she could not help screaming
out; and Gossamer set her gently on the ground, and
seemed angry, and flew away. But still she used some-
times to come and play with her little friend; and
would soon, perhaps, have done so the same as before,.
had not Roseken one day told her husband the whole
story: for she could not bear to hear him always won-
dering jnd laughing at their little child's odd ways,
and saying he was sure there was something in the
grovethat brought them no good. So, to show him
that all she said was true, she took him to see Elfie
and the fairy; but no sooner did Gossamer know
that he was there (which she did in an instant), than
she changed herself into a raven, and flew off into the
grove.
Roseken burst into tears, and so did Elfie, for she
knew she should see her dear friend no more; but
Martin was restless and bent upon following up his
search after the fairies, so when night came he stole
away towards the grove. When he came to it nothing
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was to be seen but the old oak, and the gloomy grove,
and the hovels; and the thunder rolled, and the wind
whistled. It seemed that all about him was angry,
so he turned homewards, frightened at what he had
done.
In the morning all the neighbours flocked around,
asking one another what the noise and bustle of the
last night could mean; and when they looked about
them, their trees seemed blighted and the meadows
parched, the streams were dried up, and everything
seemed troubled and sorrowful.
But yet they all thought that, somehow or other,
the grove had not near so forbidding a look as it used
to have. Strange stories were told: how one had heard
flutterings in the air, another had seen the grove as it
were alive with little beings, that flew away from it.
Each neighbour told his tale, and all wondered what
could have happened. But Roseken and her husband
knew what was the matter, and bewailed their folly;
for they foresaw that their kind neighbours, to whom
they owed all their luck, were gone for ever.
Among the bystanders none told a wilder story than
the old ferryman, who plied across the river at the foot
of the grove. He told how at midnight his boat was
carried away, and how hundreds of little beings seemed
to load it with treasures: how a strange piece of gold
was left for him in the boat as his fare; how the air
seemed full of fairy forms fluttering around; and how
at last a great train passed over, that seemed to be
guarding their leader to the meadows on the other side;
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and how he heard soft music floating around; and how
sweet voices sang as they hovered overhead,-
Fairy Queen !
Fairy Queen I
Mortal steps are on the green;
Come away 1
Haste away
Fairies, guard your Queen I
Hither, hither, Fairy Qneer !
Lest thy silvery wi.!: -: ;
O'er the sky,
Fly, fly, fly !
Fairies, guard your lady Queen I
O'er the sky,
Fly, fly, fly!
Fairies, guard your Queen I
Fairy Queen!
Fairy Queen!
Mortal steps no more are seen;
Now we may
Down and play
O'er the daisied green.
Lightly, lightly, Fairy Queen !
Trip it gently o'er the green I
Fairies gay,
Trip away,
Round about your lady Queen!
Fairies gay,
Trip away,
Round about your Queen!
Poor Elfie mourned their loss the most; and would
spend whole hours in looking upon the rose that her
playfellow had given her, and singing over it the pretty
airs she had taught her: till at length, when the year's
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charm had passed away, and it began to fade, she
planted the stalk in her garden, and there it grew and
grew, till she could sit under the shade of it, and think
of her friend Gossamer.
Evening the Third
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THE JEW IN THE BUSH-ASHPUTTEL--THE WAITS OF BREMEN.
THE JEW IN THE BUSH.*
A FAITHFUL servant had worked hard for his master,
a thrifty farmer, for three long years, and had been
paid no wages. At last it came into the man's head
Der Jude im Dorn of Grimm. The dance-inspiring instru-
ment will be recognized, in its most romantic and dignified form, as
Oberon's Horn in Huon de Bordeaux. The dance in the bush forms
the subject of two old German dramatic pieces of the 16th century. A
disorderly monk occupies the place of the Jew; the waggish musician
is called Dulla, whom MM. Grimm connect with Tyl'.or Dill Fulcn-
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that he would not go on thus any longer: so he
went to his master and said, "I have worked hard for
you a long time, and without pay too. I will trust to
you to give me what I ought to have for my trouble;
but something I must have, and then I must take a
holiday."
The farmer was a sad miser, and knew that his man
was simple-hearted; so he took out three crowns, and
thus gave him a crown for each year's service. The
poor fellow thought it was a great deal of money to
have, and said to himself, "Why should I work hard
and live here on bad fare any longer ? Now that I am
rich I can travel into the wide world, and make myself
spiegel (Owl-glass), and the Swedish and Scandinavian word Thulr
(facetus, nugator), the clown and minstrel of the populace. In Her-
auds ok Bosa Saga, the table, chairs, &c. join the dance. Merlin, in
the old romance, is entrapped into a bush by a charm given him by
his mistress Viviane.
In England we have A Mery Geste of .the Frere and the Boye,
first "emprynted at London in Flete-streete, al the sygne of the Sonne,
by Wynkyn de Worde," and edited by Ritson, in his Pieces of Ancient
Popular Poetry. The boy receives
.. A bowe
Byrdes for to shete,"
and a pipe of marvellous power (to be found also in our Hansel and
Grethel ")-
"All that may the pype here
Shall not themselfe stere,
But laugh and lepe aboute"
The third gift is a most special one, for the annoyance of his step-
dame. The dancing trick is first played on a "Frere," who loses
"His cope and his scapelary,
And all his other wede,"
and the urchin's ultimate triumph is over the 'offycyall" before whom
he is brought.
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merry." With that he put his money into his purse,
and set out, roaming over hill and valley.
As he jogged along over the fields, singing and
dancing, a little dwarf met him, and asked him what
made him so merry. "Why, what should make me
downhearted ?" said he; "I am sound in health and
rich in purse, what should I care for? I have saved
up my three years' earnings, and have it all safe in my
pocket." "How much may it come to ?" said the
manikin. "Three whole crowns," replied the coun-
tryman. "I wish you would give them to me," said
the other; "I am very poor." Then the good man
pitied him, and gave him all he had; and the little
dwarf said, "As you have such a kind heart, I will
grant you three wishes-one for each crown; so choose
whatever you like." Then the countryman rejoiced at
his good luck, and said, "I like many things better
than money: first, I will have a bow that will bring
down every thing I shoot at; secondly, a fiddle that
will set every one dancing that hears me play upon it;
and thirdly, I should like to be able to make every one
grant me whatever I ask." The dwarf said he should
have his three wishes; so he gave him the bow and
fiddle, and went his way.
Our honest friend journeyed on his way too; and if
he was merry before, he was now ten times more so.
He had not gone far before he met an old Jew. Close
by them stood a tree, and on the topmost twig sat a
thrush, singing away most joyfully. "Oh, what a
pretty bird!" said the Jew: "I would give a great
deal of my money to have such a one." If that's all,"
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said the countryman, "I will soon bring it down."
Then he took up his bow-off went his arrow-and
down fell the thrush into a bush that grew at the foot
of the tree. The Jew, when he saw he could have the
bird, thought he would cheat the man; so he put his
money into his pocket again, and crept into the bush to
find the prize. But as soon as he had got into the
middle, his companion took up his fiddle and played
away; and the Jew began to dance and spring about,
capering higher and higher in the air. The thorns
soon began to tear his clothes, till they all hung in rags
about him; and he himself was all scratched and
wounded, so that the blood ran down. "Oh, for
Heaven's sake !" cried the Jew, "mercy, mercy, mas-
ter! pray stop the fiddle! What have I done to be
treated in this way?" "What hast thou done? Why
thou hast shaved many a poor soul close enough,"
said the other; "thou art only meeting thy reward."
So he played up another tune yet merrier than the first.
Then the Jew began to beg and pray; and at last he
said he would give plenty of his money to be set free.
But he did not come up to the musician's price for
some time, and he danced him along brisker and 9
brisker. The higher the Jew. danced, the higher he
bid; till at last he offered a round hundred crowns,
that he had in his purse, and had just gained by cheat-
ing some poor fellow. When the countryman saw so
much money, he said, "I will agree to the bargain."
So he took the purse, put up his fiddle, and travelled on,
very well pleased with his bargain.
Meanwhile, the Jew crept out of the bush, half
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naked and in a piteous plight; and began to ponder
how he should take his revenge, and serve his late com-
panion some trick. At last he went to the judge, and
said that a rascal had robbed him of his money, and
beaten him soundly into the bargain; and that the
fellow who did it carried a bow at his back, and had a
fiddle hanging round his neck. Then the judge sent
out his bailiffs to bring up the man, wherever they
should find him; and so the poor countryman was soon
caught, and brought up to be tried.
The Jew began to tell his tale, and said he had been
robbed of his money. "Robbed, indeed!" said the
countryman; "why you gave it me for playing you a
tune, and teaching you to dance !" But the judge told
him that was not likely; and that the Jew, he was
sure, knew better what to do with his money. So he
cut the matter short by sending him off to the gallows.
And away he was taken; but as he stood at the
foot of'-the ladder he said, "My Lord Judge, may it
please your worship to grant me but one boon ? Any
thing but thy life," replied the other. "No," said he,
"I do not ask my life; only let me play one tune upon
my fiddle for the last time." The Jew cried out, Oh,
no! no I no! for Heaven's sake don't listen to him!
don't listen to him!" But the judge said, "It is only
for this once, poor man! he will soon have done."
The fact was, he could not say no, because the dwarf's
third gift enabled him to make every one grant what-
ever he asked, whether they liked it or not.
Then the Jew said, "Bind me fast, bind me fast,
for pity's sake!" But the countryman seized his
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fiddle, and struck up a merry tune; and at the first
note, judge, clerks, and gaoler, were set a-going; all
began capering, and no one could hold the Jew. At
the second note the hangman let his prisoner go, and
danced also; and by the time he had played the first
bar of the tune, all were dancing together-judge,
court, Jew, and all the people who had followed to
look on. At first the thing was merry and joyous
enough; but when it had gone on awhile, and there
seemed to be no end of either playing or dancing, all
began to cry out, and beg him to leave off: but he
stopped not a whit the more for their begging, till the
judge not only gave him his life, but paid him back the
hundred crowns.
Then he called to the Jew, and said, "Tell us now,
you rogue, where you got that gold, or I shall play on
for your amusement only." "I stole it," said the
Jew, before all the people; "I acknowledge that I
stole it, and that you earned it fairly." Then the
countryman stopped his fiddle, and left the Jew to
take his place at the gallows.
ASHPUTTEL.*
THE wife of a rich man fell sick; and ,when she
felt that her end drew nigh, she called her only daugh-
ter to her bedside, and said, "Always be a good girl,
Aschen-puttel of Grimm. Several versions of this story are
current in Hesse and Zwehrn, and it is one of the most universal
currency. We understand that it is popular among the Welsh, as it is
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and I will look down from heaven and watch over you."
Soon afterwards she shut her eyes and died, and was
buried in the garden; and the little girl went every
day to her grave and wept, and was always good and
kind to all about her. And the snow fell and spread a
beautiful white covering over the grave; but by the
time the spring came, and the sun had melted it away
again, her father had married another wife. This new
wife had two daughters of her own, that she brought
home with her; they were fair in face but foul at
heart, and it was now a sorry time for the poor little
girl. "What does the good-for-nothing thing want in
the parlour ?" said they; "they who would eat bread
should first earn it: away with the kitchen-maid!"
Then they took away her fine clothes, and gave her an
old grey frock to put on, and laughed at her, and
turned her into the kitchen.
There she was forced to do hard work; to rise early
before daylight, to bring the water, to make the fire, to
cook, and to wash. Besides that, the sisters plagued
her in all sorts of ways, and laughed at her. In the
also among the Poles; and Schottky found it among the Servian fables.
Rollenhagen in his Froschmduseler (a satire of the sixteenth century),
speaks of the tale of the despised Aschen-pdssel: and Luther illustrates
from it the subjection of Abel to his brother Cain. MM. Grimm
trace out several other proverbial allusions, even in the Scandinavian
traditions. And lastly, the story is in the Neapolitan Pentamerone,
under the title of Cennerentola." An ancient Danish ballad has the
incident of the mother hearing from her grave the sorrows of her child
ill-used by the step-mother, and ministering thence to its relief. "The
Slipper of Cinderella finds a parallel, though somewhat sobered, in the
history of the celebrated Rhodope; so says the Editor of the late
edition of Warton, vol. i. (86).
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evening when she was tired, she had no bed to lie
down on, but was made to lie by the hearth among the
ashes; and as this, of course, made her always dusty
and dirty, they called her Ashputtel.
It happened once that the father was going to the
fair, and asked his wife's daughters what he should
bring them. "Fine clothes," said the first; "Pearls
and diamonds," cried the second. "Now, child," said
he to his own daughter, what will you have ? The
first twig, dear father, that brushes against your hat
when you turn your face to come homewards," said she.
Then he bought for the first two the fine clothes and
pearls and diamonds they had asked for: and on his
way home, as he rode through a green copse, a hazel
twig brushed against him, and almost pushed off his
hat: so he broke it off and brought it away; and when
he got home he gave it to his daughter. Then she
took it, and went to her mother's grave and planted it
there; and cried so much that it was watered with her
tears; and there it grew and became a fine tree. Three
times every day she went to it and cried; and soon a
little bird came and built its nest upon the tree, and
talked with her, and watched over her, and brought
her whatever she wished for.
Now it happened that the king of that land held a
feast, which was to last three days; and out of those
who came to it his son was to choose a bride for him-
self. Ashputtels two sisters were asked to come; so
they called her up, and said, "Now, comb our hair,
brush our shoes, and tie our sashes for us, for we are
going to dance at the king's feast." Then she did as
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she was told; but when all was done she could not
help crying, for she thought to herself, she should so
have liked to have gone with them to the ball; and at
last she begged her mother very hard to let her go.
"You, Ashputtel!" said she; "you who have nothing
to wear, no clothes at all, and who cannot even dance-
you want to go the ball ?" And when she kept on
begging, she said at last, to get rid of her, "I will
throw this dish-full of peas into the ash-heap, and if in
two hours' time you have picked them all out, you shall
go to the feast too."
Then she threw the peas down among the ashes;
but the little maiden ran out at the back door into the
garden, and cried out-
Hither, hither, through the sky,
Turtle-doves and linnets, fly !
Blackbird, thrush, and chaffinch gay,
Hither, hither, haste away !
One and all come help me, quick !
Haste ye, haste ye !-pick, pick, pick "
Then first came two white doves, flying in at the
kitchen window; next came two turtle-doves; and after
them came all the little birds under heaven, chirping
and fluttering in; and they flew down into the ashes.
And the little doves stooped their heads down and set
to work, pick, pick, pick; and then the others began to
pick, pick, pick: and among them all they soon picked
out all the good grain, and put it into a dish, but left
the ashes. Long before the end of the hour the work
was quite done, and all flew out again at the windows.
Then Ashputtel brought the dish to her mother,
overjoyed at the thought that now she should go to
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the ball. But the mother said, "No, no! you slut,
you have no clothes, and cannot dance; you shall not
go." And when Ashputtel begged very hard to go,
she said, "If you can in one hour's time pick two of
those dishes of peas out of the ashes, you shall go too."
And thus she thought she should at last get rid of her.
So she shook two dishes of peas into the ashes.
But the little maiden went out into the garden at
the back of the house, and cried out as before-
Hither, hither, through the sky,
Turtle-doves and linnets, fly!
Blackbird, thrush, and chaffinch gay,
Hither, hither, haste away!
One and all come help me, quick!
Haste ye, haste ye !-pick, pick, pick! "
Then first came two white doves in at the kitchen
window; next came two turtle-doves; and after them
came all the little birds under heaven, chirping and
hopping about. And they flew down into the ashes;
and the little doves put their heads down and set to
work, pick, pick, pick; and then the others began,
pick, pick, pick; and they put all the good grain into
the dishes, and left all the ashes. Before half an hour's
time all was done, and out they flew again. And then
Ashputtel took the dishes to her mother, rejoicing to
think that she should now go to the ball. But her
mother said, It is all of no use, you cannot go; you
have no clothes, and cannot dance, and you would only
put us to shame:" and off she went with her two
daughters to the ball.
Now when all were gone, and nobody left at home,
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Ashputtel went sorrowfully and sat down under the
hazel-tree, and cried out-
Shake, shake, hazel-tree,
Gold and silver over me !"
Then her friend the bird flew out of the tree, and
brought a gold and silver dress for her, and slippers
of spangled silk; and she put them on, and followed
her sisters to the feast. But they did not know her,
and thought it must be some strange princess, she
looked so fine and beautiful in her rich clothes; and
they never once thought of Ashputtel, taking it for
granted that she was safe at home in the dirt.
The king's son soon came up to her, and took her
by the hand and danced with her, and no one else:
and he never left her hand; but when any one else
came to ask her to dance, he said, "This lady is dan-
cing with me."
Thus they danced till a late hour of the night; and
then she wanted to go home: and the king's son said,
"I shall go and take care of you to your home;" for
he wanted to see where the beautiful maiden lived. But
she slipped away from him, unawares, and ran off to-
wards home; and as the prince followed her, she
jumped up into the pigeon-house and shut the door.
Then he waited till her father came home, and told
him that the unknown maiden, who had been at the
feast, had hid herself in the pigeon-house. But when
they had broken open the door they found no one
within; and as they came back into the house, Ash-
puttel was lying, as she always did, in her dirty frock
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by the ashes, and her dim little lamp was burning in
the chimney. For she had run as quickly as she could
through the pigeon-house and on to the hazel-tree, and
had there taken off her beautiful clothes, and put them
beneath the tree, that the bird might carry them away,
and had laid down again amid the ashes in her little
grey frock.
The next day when the feast was again held, and
her father, mother, and sisters were gone, Ashputtel
went to the hazel-tree, and said-
"Shake, shake, hazel-tree,
Gold and silver over me !"
And the bird came and brought a still finer dress
than the one she had worn the day before. And when
she came in it to the ball, every one wondered at her
beauty: but the king's son, who was waiting for her,
took her by the hand, and danced with her; and when
any one asked her to dance, he said as before, This
lady is dancing with me."
When night came she wanted to go home; and
the king's son followed her as before, that he might see
into what house she went: but she sprang away from
him all at once into the garden behind her father's
house. In this garden stood a fine.large pear-tree full
of ripe fruit; and Ashputtel, not knowing where to
hide herself, jumped up into it without being seen.
Then the king's son lost sight of her, and could not
find out where she was gone, but waited till her father
came home, and said to him,-" The unknown lady who
danced with me has slipt away, and I think she must
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have sprung into the pear-tree." The father thought
to himself, Can it be Ashputtel ?" So he had an axe
brought; and they cut down the tree, but found no one
upon it. And when they came back into the kitchen,
there lay Ashputtel among the ashes; for she had
slipped down on the other side of the tree, and carried
her beautiful clothes back to the bird at the hazel-tree,
and then put on her little grey frock.
The third day, when her father and mother and
sisters were gone, she went again into the garden, and
said-
Shake, shake, hazel-tree,
Gold and silver over me 1"
Then her kind friend the bird brought a dress still
finer than the former one, and slippers which were all
of gold: so that when she came to the feast no one
knew what to say, for wonder at her beauty: and the
king's son danced with nobody but her; and when any
one else asked her to dance, he said, "This lady is my
partner, Sir."
When night came she wanted to go home; and the
king's son would go with her, and said to himself, I
will not lose her this time;" but however she again
slipt away from him, though in such a hurry that she
dropped her left golden slipper upon the stairs.
The prince took the shoe, and went the next day to
the king his father, and said, "I will take for my wife
the lady that this golden slipper fits. Then both the
sisters were overjoyed to hear it; for they had beautiful
feet, and had no doubt that they could wear the golden
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slipper. The eldest went first into the room where the
slipper was, and wanted to try it on, and the mother
stood by. But her great toe could not go into it, and
the shoe was altogether much too small for her. Then
the mother gave her a knife, and said, Never mind,
cut it off; when you are queen you will not care about
toes; you will not want to walk." So the silly girl
cut off her great toe, and thus squeezed on the shoe,
and went to the king's son. Then he took her for his
bride, and set her beside him on his horse, and rode
away with her homewards.
But in their way home they had to pass by the
hazel-tree that Ashputtel had planted; and on the
branch sat a little dove singing-
"Back again back again look to the shoe !
The shoe is too small, and not made for you !
Prince prince! look again for thy bride,
For she's not the true one that sits by thy side."
Then the prince got down and looked at her foot;
and he saw, by the blood that streamed from it, what a
trick she had played him. So he turned his horse
round, and brought the false bride back to her home,
and said, This is not the right bride; let the other
sister try and put on the slipper." Then she went into
the room and got her foot into the shoe, all but the
heel, which was too large. But her mother squeezed it
in till the blood came, and took her to the king's son:
and he set her as his bride by his side on his horse, and
rode away with her.
But when they came to the hazel-tree the little
dove sat there still, and sang-
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Back again back again look to the shoe !
The shoe is too small, and not made for you!
Prince! prince! look again for thy bride,
For she's notthe true one that sits by thy side."
Then he looked down, and saw that the blood
streamed so much from the shoe, that her white stock-
*ings were quite red. So he turned his horse and
brought her also back again. "This is not the true
bride," said he to the father; "have you no' other
daughters?" "No," said he; there is only a little
dirty Ashputtel here, the child of my first wife; I am
sure she cannot be the bride." The prince told him to
send her. But the mother said, No, no, she is much
too dirty; she will not dare to show herself." How-
ever, the prince would have her come; and she first
washed her face and hands, and then went in and courte-
sied to him, and he reached her the golden slipper.
Then she took her clumsy shoe off her left foot, and
put on the golden slipper; and it fitted her as if it
had been made for her. And when he drew near and
looked at her face he knew her, and said, "This is the
right bride." But the mother and both the sisters
were frightened, and turned pale with anger as he
'took Ashputtel on his horse, and rode away with her.
And when they came to the hazel-tree, the white dove
sang-
Home home look at the shoe !
Princess the shoe was made for you!
Prince prince take home thy bride,
For she is the true one that sits by thy side !"
And when the dove had done its song, it came
flying, and perched upon her right shoulder, and so
went home with her.
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THE WAITS OF BREMEN.
THE WAITS OF BREMEN.*
AN honest farmer had once an ass, that had been
a faithful, hardworking slave to him for 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 to live at ease like a gentleman,
and so began to think of putting an end to him. But
the ass,. who was a shrewd hand, and saw that some
mischief was in the wind, took himself slily off, and
began his journey towards Bremen. There," thought
he to himself, as I have a good voice, I may chance
'to be chosen town-musician."
The Bremer Stadtmusikanten ",of Grimm; current in Pader-
born. Rollenhagen, who in the sixteenth century wrote his poem
called Froschmiuseler (a collection of popular satirical dramatic scenes,
in which animals are the acting characters), has admirably versified the
leading incidents of this story. The occupant parties who are ejected
by the travellers are, with him, wild beasts, not robbers. The Ger-
mans are eminently successful in their beast stories. The origin of
them it is not easy to trace: as early as the age of the Minnesingers
(in the beginning of the thirteenth century) a collection of fables, told
with great spirit and humour by Boner, was current; but they are
more iEsopian, and have not the dramatic and instructive character of
the tales before us, which bear the features of the oldest Oriental
fables. In later times Reineke de Voss seems to be the matured result
of this taste, and whether originating in Germany or elsewhere, it had
there its chief popularity. To that cycle belong many of the tales col-
lected by MM. Grimm; and accordingly the fox is constantly present,
and displays everywhere the same characteristics. The moral ten-
dency of these delightful fables is almost invariably exemplary; they
always give their rewards to virtue and humanity, and afford protection
to the weaker but more amiable animals against their wily or violent
aggressors. Man is sometimes introduced, but generally to his dis-
advantage, and for the purpose of reproof and correction, as in Spitz
and the Sparrow."
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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 Bremen to turn musician: come with me, and
try what you can do in the same way." The dog said
he was willing, and on they jogged together, arm in
arm.
They had not gone far before they saw a cat sitting
in the middle of the road, with tears in her eyes, and
making a most rueful face. Pray, my good lady,"
said the ass, "what's the matter with you? you look
quite out bf spirits !" "Ah, me 1" said Grimalkin;
" how can a body 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 know not how I am to
live." Oh !" said the ass, by all means go with us
to Bremen; you are a good night-singer, and may make
your fortune as one of the Waits." The cat was pleased
with the thought; so she wiped her eyes with her
pocket-handkerchief 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 I"
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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 telling all our neighbours
that we were to have fine weather for our washing-day;
and yet my mistress and the cook don't thank me for
my pains, but threaten to cut off my head to-morrow,
and make broth of me for the guests that are coming
on Sunday !" "Heaven forbid !" said the ass; "come
with us, Master Chanticleer: anything will be better
than staying here to have your head cut off Besides,
who knows ? If we take care to sing in tune, we may
get up a concert of our own: so come along with us!"
"With all my heart," said the cock: so they all four
went on jollily together towards Bremen.
They could not, however, reach the town the first
day; so, when night came on, they turned off the high-
road 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 sounded his triumph and went to sleep,
looked out on all sides to see that everything was well.
In doing this, he saw afar off something bright; 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 here is not the best in the
world!" "Besides," added the dog, "I should not
be the worse for a bone or'two, or a bit of meat."
" And maybe," said Puss, as she licked her whiskers,
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"a stray mouse will be found somewhere about the
premises." So they walked off the spot together to-
wards the place where Chanticleer had seen the light;
and as they drew near, it became larger and brighter,
till they at last came close to a lonely house, where 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 laid their heads together, to see
how they could get the robbers out; and at last they
hit upon a plan. The ass set 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
puss. When all were ready, Chanticleer gave the signal
by pulling puss's tail; Grimalkin mewed, and up struck
the whole band of music. The ass brayed, the dog
barked, the cat mewed, and the cock -crowed. Then
they all broke through the window at once, and came
tumbling into the room, amongst the broken glass,
with a hideous clatter! The robbers, who had rot
been a little frightened by the opening concert, had
now no doubt that some frightful hobgoblins had
broken in upon them, and scampered away as fast as
they could.
The coast once clear, our travellers soon sat down
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and despatched what the robbers had left with as much
eagerness as if they had not hoped to eat again for a
month. As soon as they had had enough, 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; the
cock perched upon a beam on the top of the house:
and, as all were rather tired with their journey, they
soon fell asleep.
But about midnight, when the robbers. saw from
afar that the lights were out and that all was 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
everything still, he marched into the kitchen, and
groped about till he found a match, in order to light a
candle. 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 such
a joke, sprang 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. 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 had
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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 never found their way to Bremen,
but took up their abode in the wood: and there they
live, I dare say, to this very day-"Jolly companions-
every one."
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RUMPEL-STILTS-KEN-BRUIN AND THE TITS-THE NOSE-TitE.
RUMPEL-ST1LTS-KEN.*
BY the side of a wood, in a country a long way off,
ran a fine stream of water; and upon the stream there
stood a mill. The miller's house was close by, and the
Rumpelstilzchen" of Grimm. A story of considerable cur.
rcncy, told with several variations. We remember to have heard a
similar story from Ireland, in which the song ran,-
Little does my lady wot
That my name is Trit-a-Trot."
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miller, you must know, had a very beautiful daughter.
She was, moreover, very shrewd and clever; and the
miller was so proud of her, that he one day told the
king of the land, who used to come and hunt in the
wood, that his daughter could spin gold. out of straw.
Now this king was very fond of money; and when he
heard the miller's boast his greediness was raised, and
he sent for the girl to be brought before him. Then
he led her to a chamber in his palace where there was a
great heap of straw, and gave her a spinning-wheel,
and said, "All this must be spun into gold before
morning, as you love your life." It wais in vain that
the poor maiden said that it was only a silly boast of
her father, for that she could do no such thing as spin
straw into gold : the chamber door was locked, and she
was left alone.
In the "Tour t6nebreuse et les jours lumineux, Contes Anglois,
tirez d'une ancienne chronique compose par Richard surnomm6 Coeur
de Lion, Roy d'Angleterre, Amst. 1708," the story of Ricdin-
Ricdon" contains the same incident. The song of the dwarf is as
follows :-
"Si jeune et tendre femelle
N'aimant qu'enfantins bats,
Avoit mis dans sa cvrvelle
Que Ricdin-Ricdon, je m'appelle,
Point ne viendroit dans mes laqs :
Mais sera pour moi la belle
Car un tel nom ne siait pas."
There is a good deal of learned and mythologic speculation in MM.
Grimm, as to the spinning of gold, for which we must refer the reader
to their work. The dwarf has here, as usual, his abode in the almost
inaccessible part of the mountains. In the original he rends himself
asunder, in his efforts to extricate the foot which, in his rage, he had
struck into the ground.
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She sat down in one corner of the room, and began
to bewail her hard fate; when on a sudden the door
opened, and a droll-looking little man hobbled in, and
said, "Good morrow to you, my good lass; what are
you weeping for ?" Alas !" said she, I must spin
this straw into gold, and I know not how." "What
will you give me," said the hobgoblin, "to do it for
you?" My necklace," replied the maiden. He took
her at her word, and sat himself down to the wheel, and
whistled and sang,-
Round about, round about,
Lo and behold !
Reel away, reel away,
Straw into gold "
And round about the wheel went merrily; the work
was quickly done, and the straw was all spun into gold.
When the king came and saw this, he was greatly
astonished and pleased; but his heart grew still more
greedy of gain, and he shut up the poor miller's
daughter again with a fresh task. Then she knew not
what to do, and sat down once more to weep ; but the
dwarf soon opened the door, and said, What will you
give me to do your task ?" "The ring on my finger,"
said she. So her little friend took the ring, and began
to work at the wheel again, and whistled and sang,-
Round about, round about,
Lo and behold !
Reel away, reel away,
Straw into gold !"
till, long before morning, all was done again.
The king was greatly delighted to see all this glit-
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tering treasure ; but still he had not enough: so he
took the miller's daughter to a yet larger heap, and
said," All this must be spun to-night; and if it is, you
shall be my queen." As soon as she was alone the
dwarf came in, and said, What will you give me to
spin gold for you this third time ? "I have nothing
left," said she. "Then say you will give me," said the
little man, "the first little child that you may have
when you are queen." "That may never be," thought
the miller's daughter: and as she knew no other way
to get her task done, she said she would do what he
asked. Round went the wheel again to the old song,
and the manikin once more spun the heap into gold.
The king came in the morning, and, finding all he
wanted, was forced to keep his word; so he married
the miller's daughter, and she really became queen.
At the birth of her first little child she was very
glad, and forgot the dwarf, and what she had said.
But one day he came into her room, where she was
sitting playing with her baby, and put her in mind of
it. Then she grieved sorely at her misfortune, and
said she would give him all the wealth of the kingdom
if he would let her off, but in vain; till at last her
tears softened him, and he said, "I will give you
three days' grace, and if during that time you tell me
my name, you shall keep your child."
Now the queen lay awake all night, thinking of all
the odd names that she had ever heard; and she sent
messengers all over the land to find up new ones. The
next day the little man came, and she began with
TIMOTHY, ICHABOD, BENJAMIN, JEREMIAH, and all
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the names she could remember; but to all and each
of them he said, "Madam, that is not my name."
The second day she began with all the comical
names she could hear of, BANDY-LEGS, HUNCH-BACK,
CROOK-SHANKs, and so on; but the little gentleman
still said to every one of them, "Madam, that is not
my name."
The third day one of the messengers came back,
and said, I travelled two days without hearing of
any other names ; but yesterday, as I was climbing
a high hill, among the trees of the forest where the fox
and the hare bid each other good night, I saw a little
hut; and before the hut burnt a fire; and round about
the fire a funny little dwarf was dancing upon one leg,
and singing,-
Merrily the feast I'll make,
To-day I'll brew, to-morrow bake;
Merrily I'll dance and sing,
For next day will a stranger bring.
Little does my lady dream
Rumpel-stilts-ken is my name !' "
When the queen heard this she jumped for joy,
and as soon as her little friend came she sat down
upon her throne, and called all her court round to
enjoy the fun ; and the nurse stood by her side with
the baby in her arms, as if it was quite ready to be
given up. Then the little man began to chuckle at the
thoughts of having the poor child, to take home with
him to his hut in the woods; and he cried out,
"Now, lady, what is my name ? Is it JoHN ? "
asked she. "No, madam "Is it ToM ?" "No,
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madam !" "Is it JinMy ? It is not." "Can
your name be RUMPEL-STILTS-KEN?" said the lady
slily. Some witch told you that -some witch told
you that!" cried the little man, and dashed his right
foot in a rage so deep into the floor, that he was forced
to lay hold of it with both hands to pull it out.
Then he made the best of his way off, while the
nurse laughed and the baby crowed; and all the court
jeered at him for having had so much trouble for no-
thing, and said, "We wish you a very good morning,
and a merry feast, Mr. RUMPEL-STILTS-KEN !"
BRUIN AND THE TITS.*
ONE bright summer's day, as Mr. Bruin the bear
and his friend the wolf were taking a walk together
arm-in-arm in a wood, they heard a bird singing mer-
rily. "Hist, hist brother, stop a bit !" said the bear;
"what can that dear bird be that sings so sweetly?"
"My dear friend Bruin," said the wolf, "why, don't
you know ? that is his majesty the king of birds. We
must take care to show him all kinds of honour." (Now
"Der Zaunkinig und der Bir of Grimm, from Zwehrn. We
have Reynard here in his proper character; and the smaller animals
triumphing by superior wit over the larger, in the same manner as, in
many of the Northern traditions, the dwarfs obtain a constant supe-
riority over their opponents the giants. In Tulti Nameh's eighth fable
[Calcutta and London, 1801], an elephant is punished for an attack
upon the sparrow's nest, by an alliance which she forms with another
bird, a frog, and a bee.
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between ourselves, you must know, Master Wolf was a
wag, and was hoaxing Bruin; for the bird was after all
neither more nor less than a tom-tit.) If that be the
case," said the bear gravely, "I should very much like
to see the royal palace; so pray come along and show
it me "Softly my dear friend," said the wolf,
"we cannot see it just yet, for her majesty is not at
home; we had better call again whenthe queen comes
home."
Soon afterwards the queen came with food in her
beak, and she and the king her husband began to feed
their young ones. "Now for it said the bear; "the
family are at dinner." So he was about to follow them,
and see what was to be seen. "Stop a little, Master
Bruin !" said the wolf; "we must wait now till their
majesties are gone again." So they marked the hole
where they had seen the nest, and went away.
But the bear, being very eager to see the royal
palace, soon slipped away, wishing his friend good
morning, and came back again, and peeping into the
nest, saw five or six young birds lying at the bottom of
it. What nonsense !" 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 brute of a bear! our father and mother are
good honest people : and you shall be well paid for
your slander At this the bear grew frightened, and
ran away to his den. But the young tits kept crying
and screaming; and when their father and mother
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came home and showed 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 well trounced for calling us base-born brats."
" Make yourselves easy, my darlings !" said the old
king; "you may be sure he shall have his due."
So he went out and stood before the bear's den,
and cried out with a loud voice, "Bruin the bear I
thou hast shamefully slandered our lawful children:
we therefore hereby declare bloody war against thee
and thine; which shall never cease until thou hast-had
thy due, thou wicked one !" 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 talk about
what he should do, and how to get up an army. And
the tom-tit, on his side, gathered together 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 drew near when the war was to begin,
the tom-tit sent out spies, to see who was the com-
mander-in-chief of the enemy's forces. And the gnat
(who was by far the cleverest spy of them all) flew
backwards and forwards in the wood where the bear'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. Then 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 chief, and lead us to
battle: but we must first agree upon some signal, by
which we may know what you want us to do." Be-
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hold," said the fox, "I have a fine, long, bushy tail,
which looks like a plume of red feathers, and gives me
a very warlike air : now bear in mind, when you see me
raise up my tail, you may be sure that the battle goes
well, and that you have 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 that had passed.
At length the day came when the battle was to be
fought; and as soon as it was light, behold I 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 hornets, 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 Rey-
nard 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
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in the greatest dismay, leaving the birds masters of the
field.
Then the king and queen flew'back-to their children,
and said, "Now, children, eat, drink, and be merry,
for the battle is won!" But the young birds said,
No no not till Master Bruin has humbly begged
our pardon for calling us base-born."
So the king flew off to the bear's den, and cried
out, "Thou villain bear come forthwith to my abode,
and humbly beseech my children to forgive thee for the
reproach thou hast cast upon them ; for if thou wilt not
do this, every bone in thy wretched body shall be
broken into twenty pieces "
Then the bear was forced to crawl out of his den
very sulkily, and do what the king bade him; and after
that the cloth was laid, and the table spread, and the
-young birds sat down together, and ate and drank, and
made merry till midnight.
THE NOSE-TREE.*
DID you ever hear the story of the three poor sol-
diers, who, after having fought hard in the wars, set
out on their road home, begging their way as they
went ?
This story comes from Zwehrn, and has been given by MM.
Grimm only in an abridged' form in their notes; but we wished to
preserve the adventures substantially, as connected with our Donkey-
Wort, and as illustrating the antiquity and general diffusion of the
leading incidents of both. The usual excrescence is a horn or horns;
not, as here, "nasus, qualem noluerit ferre rogatus Atlas."
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They had journeyed on a long way, sick at heart
with their bad luck at thus being turned loose on the
world in their old days; when one evening they reached
a deep gloomy wood, through which lay their road.
Night came fast upon them, and they found that they
must, however unwillingly, sleep in this wood; so, to
make all as safe as they could, it was agreed that two.
should lie down and sleep, while a third sat up and
watched, lest wild beasts should break in and tear
them to pieces. When he was tired he was to wake
one of the others, and sleep in his turn; and so on
with the third, so as to share the work fairly among
them.
The two who were to rest first soon lay down and
fell fast asleep ; and the other made himself a good fire
under the trees, and sat down by its side to keep
watch. He had not sat long before, all on a sudden,.
up came a little dwarf in a red jacket. "Who is there ?"
said he. "A friend," said the soldier. What sort of
a friend ?" "An old broken soldier," said the other,
"with his two comrades, who have nothing left to live
on; come, sit down and warm yourself." "Well, my
worthy fellow," said the little man, "I will do what I
can for you; take this and show it to your comrades in
the morning." So he took out an old cloak and gave
it to the soldier; telling him, that whenever he put it
over his shoulders anything that he wished for would
be done for him. Then the little man made him a bow
and walked away.
The second soldier's turn to watch soon came, and
the first laid him down to sleep ; but the second man
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had not sat by himself long before up came the dwarf
in the red jacket again. The soldier treated him in as
friendly way as his comrade had done, and the little
man gave him a purse, which he told him would be
always full of gold, let him draw as much as he would
,out of it.
Then the third soldier's turn to watch came; and
he also had little Red-jacket for his guest, who gave
him a wonderful horn, that drew crowds around it
whenever it was played, and made every one forget his
business to come and dance to its beautiful music.
In the morning each told his story, and showed
the gift he had got from'the elf : and as they all liked
each other very much, and were old friends, they agreed
to travel together to see the world, and, for a while,
only to make use of the wonderful purse. And thus
they spent their time very joyously; till at last they
began to be tired of this roving life, and thought they
should like to have a home of their own. So the first
soldier put his old cloak on, and wished for a fine
castle. In a moment it stood before their eyes : fine
gardens and green lawns spread round it, and flocks
of sheep, and goats, and herds of oxen were grazing
about; and out of the gate came a grand coach with
three dapple-grey horses, to meet them and bring them
home.
All this was very well for a time, but they found
it would not do to stay at home always; so they got
together all their rich clothes, and jewels, and money,
and ordered their coach with three dapple-grey horses,
and set out on a journey to see a neighboring king.
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Now this king had an only daughter, and as he saw
the three soldiers travelling in such grand style, he
took them for kings' sons, and so gave them a kind
welcome. One day, as the second soldier was walking
with the princess, she saw that he had the wonderful
purse in his hand. Then she asked him what it was,
and he was foolish enough to tell her,-though, indeed,
it did not much signify what he said, for she was a
fairy, and knew all the wonderful things that the three
soldiers brought. Now this princess was very cunning
and artful; so she set to work and made a purse, so
like the soldier's that no one would know one from the
other; and then she asked him to come and see her,
and made him drink some wine that she had got ready
for him, and which soon made him fall fast asleep.
Then she felt in his pocket, and took away the wonder-
ful purse, and left the one she had made in its place.
The next morning the soldiers set out home; and
soon after they reached their castle, happening to want
some money, they went to their purse for it, and found
something indeed in it; but to their great sorrow,
when they had emptied it, none came in the place of
what they took. Then the cheat was soon found out;
for the second soldier knew where he had been, and
how he had told the story to the princess, and he
guessed that she had played him a trick. "Alas !"
cried he, "poor wretches that we are, what shall we
do ?" "Oh! said the first soldier, let nogrey hairs
grow for this mishap : I will soon get the purse back."
So he threw his cloak across his shoulders, and wished
himself in the princess's chamber.
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There he found her sitting alone, telling up her
gold, that fell around her in a shower from the wonder-
ful purse.
But the soldier stood looking at her too long; for
she turned round, and the moment she saw him she
started up and cried out with all her force, "Thieves !
thieves !" so that the whole court came running in,
and tried to seize on him. The poor soldier now began
to.be dreadfully frightened in his turn, and thought it
was high time to make the best of his way off; so,
without thinking of the ready way of travelling that
his cloak-gave him, he ran to the window, opened it,
and jumped out ; and unluckily, in his haste, his cloak
caught and was. left hanging, to the great joy of the
princess, who knew its worth.
The poor soldier made the best of his way home to
his comrades on foot, and in a very downcast mood;
but the third soldier told him to keep up his heart, and
took his horn, and blew a merry tune. At the first
blast a countless troop of foot and horse' came rushing
to their aid, and they set out to make war against their
enemy. Then the king's palace was besieged, and he
was told that he must give up the purse and cloak, or
that not one stone should be left upon another. And
the king went into his daughter's chamber and talked
with her ; but she said, "Let me try first if I cannot
beat them some way or another." So she thought of
a cunning scheme to overreach them ; and dressing
herself out as a poor girl, with a basket on her arm,
she set out by night with her maid, and went into the
enemy's camp, as if she wanted to sell trinkets.
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In the morlir.g she began to ramble about, singing
ballads so beautifully that all the tentsw.ere left empty,
and the soldiers ran round in crowds, and thought of
nothing but hearing her sing. Amongst the rest came
the soldier to whom the horn belonged, and as soon as
she saw him she winked to her maid, who slipped slily
through the crowd, and went into his tent where it
hung, and stole it away. This done, they both got
safely back to the palace, the besieging army went
away, the three wonderful gifts were all left in the
hands of the princess, and the three soldiers were as
penniless and forlorn as when little Red-jacket found
them in the wood.
Poor fellows! they began to think what was now
to be done. "Comrades," at last said the second
soldier, who had had the purse, "we had better part
we cannot live together, let each seek his bread as well
as he can." So he turned to the right, and the other
two went to the left, for they said they would rather
travel together. Then on the second soldier strayed till
he came to a wood (now this was the same wood where
they had met with so much good luck before), and he
walked on a long time till evening began to fall, when
he sat down tired beneath a tree, and soon fell asleep.
Morning dawned, and he was greatly delighted, at
opening his eyes, to see that the tree was laden with
the most beautiful apples. He was hungry enough, so
he soon plucked and ate first one, then a second, then
a third apple. A strange feeling came over his nose:
when he put the apple to his mouth something was in
the way. He felt it-it was his nose, that grew and
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grew till it hung down to his breast. It did not stop
there-still it grew and grew. "Heavens!" thought
he, "When will it have done growing?" And well
might he ask, for by this time it reached the ground
as he sat on the grass,-and thus it kept creeping on,
till he could not bear its weight or raise himself up;
and it seemed as if it would never end, for already it
stretched its enormous length all through the wood,
over hill and dale.
Meantime his comrades were journeying on, till on
a sudden one of them stumbled against something.
"What can that be?" said the other. They looked,
and could think of nothing that it was like but a nose.
"We will follow it and find its owner, however," said
they. So they traced it up, till at last they found their
poor comrade, lying stretched along under the apple-tree
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What was to be done? They tried to carry him,
but in vain. They caught an ass that was passing, and
raised him upon its back; but it was soon tired of car-
rying such a load. So they set down in despair, when
before long up came their old friend the dwarf with
the red jacket. "Why, how now, friend?" said he,
laughing: "well, I must find a cure for you, I see." So
he told them to gather a pear from another tree that
grew close by, and the nose would come right again.
No time was lost; and the nose was soon brought to its
proper size, to the poor soldier's joy.
"I will do something more for you yet," said the
dwarf: "take some of those pears and apples with
you; whoever eats one of the apples will havehis nose
grow like yours just now; but if you give him a pear,
all will come right again. Go to the princess, and get
her to eat some of your apples; her nose will grow
twenty times as long as yours did: then look sharp,
and you will get what you want from her."
Then they thanked their old friend very heartily for
all his kindness; and it was agreed that the poor
soldier, who had already tried the power of the apple,
should undertake the task. So he dressed himself up
as a gardener's boy, and went- to the king's palace, and
said he had apples to sell, so fine and so'beautiful as
were never seen- there before. Every one that saw
them was delighted, and wanted to taste; but he said
They were only for the princess; .and she soon sent her
maid to buy his stock. They were so ripe and rosy
that she soon began eating; and had not eaten above a
dozen before she too began to wonder what ailed her
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nose, for it grew and grew downto the ground, out at
the window, and over the garden, and away, nobody
knows where.
Then the king made known to'all his, kingdom, that
whoever would heal her of this dreadful disease should
be richly rewarded. Many tried, but the princess got
no relief. And now the old soldier dressed himself up
very sprucely as a doctor, and said he could cure her.
So he chopped up some of the apple, and, to punish
,er a little more, gave her a dose, saying he would call
to-morrow and see her again. The morrow came, and,
of course, instead of being better, the nose had been
growing on all night as before; and the poor princess
was in a dreadful fright. So the doctor then chopped
up a very little of the pear and gave her, and said he
was sure that would do good, and he would call again
the next day. Next day came, and the nose was to be
sure a little smaller, but yet it was bigger than when
the doctor first began to meddle with it.
Then he thought to himself, "I must frighten this
cunning princess a little more before I shall get what I
want from her;" so he gave her another doseof the
apple, and said he would call on the morrow. The
morrow came, and the nose was ten times as bad as
before. My good lady," said the doctor, something
works against my medicine, and is too strong for it;
but I know by the force of my art what it is: you have
stolen goods about you, I am sure; and if you do not
give them back, I can do nothing for you." But the
princess denied very stoutly that she had anything of
the kind. "Very well," said the doctor, you may do
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as you please, but I am sure I am right, and you will
die if you do not own it." Then he went to the king,
and told him how the matter stood. Daughter,"
said he, "send back the cloak, the purse, and the horn,
that you stole from the right owners."
Then she ordered her maid to fetch all three, and
gave them to the doctor, and begged him to give them
back to the soldiers; and the moment he had them
safe he gave her a whole pear to eat, and the nose came
right. And as for the doctor, he put on the cloak,
wished the king and all his court a good day, and was
soon with his two brothers; who lived from that time
happily at home in their palace, except when they took
an airing to see the world, in their coach with the three
dapple-grey horses.
Evening the Fifth
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EVENING THE FIFTH.
THE GOOSE-GIRL-KING GRIZZLE-BEARD-THE MAN IN THE BAG-
KARL KATZ.
THE GOOSE-GIRL.*
THE king of a great land died, and left his queen
to take care of their only child. This child was a
daughter, who was very beautiful; and her mother
Die Ginse-magd of MM. Grimm; a story from Zwehrn.
In the Pentamerone, iv. 7, there is a story which remarkably agrees
with the present in some of its circumstances. The intended bride is
thrown overboard, while sailing to her betrothed husband, and the
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loved her dearly, and was very kind to her. And there
was a good fairy too, who was fond of the princess, and
helped her mother to watch over her. When she grew
up, she was betrothed to a prince who lived a great way
off; and as the time drew near for her to be married,
she got ready to set off on her journey to his country.
Then the queen her mother packed up a great many
costly things; jewels, and gold, and silver; trinkets,
fine dresses, and in short everything that became a
false one takes aer place. The king is dissatisfied with the latter, and
in his passion sends the brother of the lost lady (who had recom-
mended his sister) to keep his geese. The true bride, who has been
saved by a beautiful mermaid, or sea-nymph, rises from the water,
and feeds the geese with princely food and rose-water. The king
watches, observes the fair lady combing her beautiful locks, from
which pearls and diamonds fall; and the fraud is discovered. The
story of the goose-girl is certainly a very remarkable one, and has
several traits of very original and highly traditional character. Tacitus
mentions the divination of the ancient Germans by horses. Saxo
Grammaticus also tells how the heads of horses offered in sacri-
fices were cut off: and the same practice among the Wendi is men-
tioned by Praetorius. The horse without head is mentioned by the
Quarterly Reviewer, as appearing in a Spanish story, and he vouches
for its having also migrated into this country. A friend," he adds,
"has pointed out a passage in Plato, De Legibus, lib. vi., in which the
sage alludes to a similar superstition among the Greeks." Where
the horse got his name of Falada, MM. Grimm profess not to know,
though the coincidence of the first syllable inclines them to assign to
it some consanguinity with Roland's steed. The golden and silvery
hair is often met with in these tales, and the speaking charm given the
princess (which in the original is a drop of blood, not a lock of hair)
is also not uncommon.
In the original, an oath is extorted by force from the true bride,
and it is that which prevents her disclosure of the story to the king,
who finds out a plan for her evading the oath, by telling the tale into
the oven's mouth, whence of course it reaches him, though in a
sufficiently second-hand way to save the fair lady's conscience.
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royal bride. And she gave her a waiting-maid to ride
with her, and give her into the bridegroom's hands;
and each had a horse for the journey. Now the prin-
cess's horse was the fairy's gift, and it was called Falada,
and could speak.
When the time came for them to set out, the fairy
went into her bed-chamber, and took a little knife, and
cut off a lock of her hair, and gave it to the princess,
and said, Take care of it, dear child; for it is a charm
that may be of use to you on the road." Then they
all took a sorrowful leave of the princess; and she put
the lock of hair into her bosom, got upon her horse,
and set off on her journey to her bridegroom's kingdom.
One day, as they were riding along by a brodk, the
princess began to feel very thirsty; and she said to her
maid, "Pray get down, and fetch me some water in my
golden cup out of yonder brook, for I want to drink."
"Nay," said the maid, "if you are thirsty, get off
yourself, and stoop down by the water and drink; I
shall not be your waiting-maid any longer." Then she
was so thirsty that she got down, and knelt over the
little brook, and drank; for she was frightened, and
dared not bring out her golden cup; and she wept and
said, "Alas I what will become of me ?" And the lock
answered her, and said,
"Alas alas i f thy mother knew it,
Sadly, sadly, would she rue it."
But the princess was very gentle and meek, so she said
nothing to her maid's ill behaviour, but got upon her
horse again.
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Then all rode further on their journey, till the day
grew so warm, and the sun so scorching, that the bride
began to feel very thirsty again; and at last, when they
came to a river, she forgot her maid's rude speech, and
said, "Pray get down, and fetch me some water to
drink in my golden cup." But the maid answered her,
and even spoke more haughtily than before: "Drink if
you will, but I shall not be your waiting-maid." Then
the princess was so thirsty that she got off her horse,
and lay down, and held her head over the running
stream, and cried and said, "What will become of
me?" And the lock of hair answered her again,
Alas! alas if thy mother knew it,
Sadly, sadly, would she rue it."
And as she leaned down to drink the lock of hair fell
from her bosom, and floated away with the water. Now
she was so frightened that she did not see it; but her
,maid saw it, and was very glad, for she knew the
charm; and she saw that the poor bride would be in
her power, now that she had lost the hair. So when
the bride had done drinking, and would have got upon
Falada again, the maid said, I shall ride upon Falada,
and you may have my horse instead :" so she was
forced to give up her horse, and soon afterwards to
take off her royal clothes and put on her maid's shabby
ones.
At last, as they drew near the end of their journey,
this treacherous servant threatened to kill her mistress
if she ever told any one what had happened. But Fa-
lada saw it all, and marked it well.
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Taen the waiting-maid got upon Falada, and the
real bride rode upon the other horse, and they went on
in this way till at last they came to the royal court.
There was great joy at their coming, and the prince
flew to meet them, and lifted the maid from her horse,
thinking she was the one who was to be his wife; and
she was led upstairs to the royal chamber; but the true
princess was told to stay in the court below.
Now the old king happened just then to have no-
.thing else to do; so he amused himself by sitting at
his kitchen-window, looking at what was going on; and
he saw her in the court-yard. As she looked very
pretty, and too delicate for a waiting-maid, he went up
into the royal chamber to ask the bride who it was she
had brought with her, that was thus left standing in
the court below. "I brought her with me for the
sake of her company on the road," said she; "pray
give the girl some work to do, that she may not be
idle." The old king could not for some time think of
any work for her to do; but at last he said, "I have a
lad who takes care of my geese; she may go and help
him." Now the name of this lad, that the. real bride
was to help in watching the king's geese, was Curdken.
But the false bride said to the prince, "Dear hus-
band, pray do me one piece of kindness." "That I
will," said the prince. Then tell one of your slaugh-
terers to cut off the head of the horse I rode upon, for it
was very unruly, and plagued me sadly on the road;"
but the truth was, she was very much afraid lest Fa-
lada should some day or other speak, and tell all she
had done to the princess. She carried her point, and
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the faithful Falada was killed: but when the true
princess-heard of it, she wept, and begged the man to
nail up Falada's head against a large dark gate of the
city, through which she had to pass every morning and
evening, that there she might still see him sometimes.
Then the slaughterer said he would do as she wished;
and cut off the head, and nailed it up under the dark
gate.
Early the next morning, as she and Curdken went
out through the gate, she said sorrowfully,,
Falada, Falada, there thou hangest !"
and the head answered, '
Bride, bride, there thou gangest:
Alas! alas! if thy mother knew it,
Sadly, sadly, would she rue it."
Then they went out of the city, and drove the
geese on. And when she came to the meadow, she sat
down upon a bank there, and let down her waving locks
of hair, which were all of pure silver; and when Curd-
ken saw it glitter in the sun, he ran up, and would
have pulled some of the locks out, but she cried,
Blow, breezes, blow !
Let Curdken's hat go !
Blow, breezes, blow!
Let him after it go!
O'er hills, dales, and rocks,
Away be it whirl'd,
Till the silvery locks
Are all comb'd and curl'd !"
Then there came a wind, so strong that it blew off
Curdken's hat; and away it flew over the hills: and he
was forced to turn and run after it; till, by the time he
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came back, she had done combing and curling her hair,
and had put it up again safe. Then he was very angry
and sulky, and would not speak to her at all; but they
watched the geese until it grew dark in the evening,
and then drove them homewards.
The next morning, as they were going through the
dark gate, the poor girl looked up at Falada's head,
and cried,
Falada, Falada, there thou hangest "
and it answered,
Bride, bride, there thou gangest!
Alas alas I if thy mother knew it,
Sadly, sadly, would she rue it."
Then she drove on the geese, and sat down again in
the meadow, and began to comb out her hair as before;
and Curdken ran up to her, and wanted totake hold of
it; but she cried out quickly,
Blow, breezes, blow I
Let Curdken's hat go!
Blow, breezes, blow!
Let him after it go !
O'er-hills, dales, and rocks,
Away be it whirl'd,
Till the silvery locks
Are all comb'd and curl'd! "
Then the wind came and blew away his hat; and off it
flew a great way, over the hills and far away, so that
he had to run after it; and when he came back she
had bound up her hair again, and all was safe. So they
watched the geese till it grew dark.
In the evening, after they came home, Curdken
went to the old king, and said, "I cannot have that
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strange girl to help me to keep the geese any longer."
"Why?" said the ling. "Because, instead of doing
any good, she does nothing but tease me all day long."
Then the king made him tell him what had happened.
And Curdken said, "When we go in the morning
through the dark gate with our flock of geese, she cries
and talks with the head of a horse that hangs upon the
wall, and says,
'Falada, Falada, there thou hangest!'
and the head answers,
'Bride, bride, there thou gaugest!
Alas alas if thy mother knew it,
Sadly, sadly, would she rue it.' "
And Curdken went on telling the king what had hap-
pened upon the meadow where the geese fed; how his
hat was blown away; and how he was forced to run
after it, and to leave his flock of geese to themselves.
But thedold king told the boy to go out again the next
day: and when morning came, he placed himself be-
hind the dark gate, and heard how she spoke to Falada,
and how Falada answered. Then he went into the
field, and hid himself in a bush by the meadow's side;
and he soon saw with his own eyes how they drove the
flock of geese; and how, after a little time, she let down
her hair that glittered in the sun. And then he heard
her say,
Blow, breezes, blow!
Let Curdken's hat go!
Blow, breezes, blow!
Let him after it go!
O'er hills, dales, and rocks,
Away be it whirl'd,
Till the silvery locks
Are all comb'd and curl'd "
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And soon came a gale of wind, and&carried away Cird-
ken's hat, and away went Curdken after it, while -the
girl went on combing and curling hr. hair. All this
the old king saw: so he went home without,being seen;
and when the little goose-girl came back in the even-
ing he called her aside, and asked her why she did so:
but she burst into tears, and said, "That I must not
tell you or any man, or I shall lose my life."
But the old king begged so hard, thafshe had no
peace till she had told him all the tale, from beginning
to end, word for' word. And it was very lucky for her
that she did so, for when she had done the king ordered
royal clothes to be put upon her, and gazed on her
with wonder, she was so beautiful. Then he called his
son, and told him that he had only the false bride; for
that she was merely a waiting-maid, while the true
bride stood by. And the young king rbjoiced when
he saw her beauty, and heard how meek and patient
she had been; and without saying anything to the
false bride, the king ordered a great feast to be got
ready for allhis court. The bridegroom sat at the top,
with the false princess on one side, and the true one on
the other; but nobody knew her again, for her beauty
was quite dazzling to their eyes; and she did not seem
at all like the little goose-girl, now that she had her
brilliant dress on.
When they had eaten and drank, and were very
merry, the old king said he would tell them a tale.
So he began, and told all the story of the princess, as
if it was one that he had once heard; and he asked the
true waiting-maid what she thought ought to be done
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to any one who would behave thus. "Nothing better,"
said this false bride, "than that she should be thrown
into a cask stuck round with sharp nails, and that. two
white horses should be put to it, and should drag it
from street to street till she was dead." "Thou art she!"
said the old king; "and as thou hast judged thyself,
so shall it be done to thee." And the young king was
then married to his true wife, and they reigned over
the kingdom in peace and happiness all their lives;
and the good fairy came to see them, and restored the
faithful Falada to life again.
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EVENING THE FIFTH.
KING GRIZZLE-BEARD.*
A GREAT king of a land far away in the East had a
daughter who was very beautiful, but so proud, and
haughty, and conceited, that none of the princes who
came to ask her in marriage were good enough for her,
and she only made sport of them.
Once upon a time the king held a great feast, and
asked thither all her suitors; and they all sat in a row,
ranged according to their rank,-kings, and princes,
and dukes, and earls, and counts, and barons, and
knights. Then the princess came in, and as she passed
by them she had something spiteful to say to every
one. The first was too fat : "He's as round as a tub,"
said she. The next was too tall: "What a maypole!"
said she. The next was too short: What a dump-
ling !" said she. The fourth was too pale, and she
called him Wallface." The fifth was too red, so she
called him "Coxcomb." The -sixth was not straight
enough; so she said he was like a green stick, that
had been laid to dry over a baker's oven. And thus
she had some joke to crack upon every one: but she
laughed more than all at a good king who was there.
"Look at him," said she; "his beard is like an old
"Klnig Drosselbart'' of Grimm; from Hesse, the Main, and
Paderborn. The story of "La Soperbiacastecata," Pentamerone, iv.
10, has a similar turn. There are, of course, many other tales in
different countries, having for their burthen "The Taming of the
Shrew." It hardly need be observed that our title is not meant as a
translation of the German name.
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KING GRIZZLE-BEARD.
mop; he shall be called Grizzle-beard." So the king
got the nickname of Grizzle-beard..
But the old king was very angry when he saw how
his daughter behaved, and how she ill-treated all his
guests; and he vowed that, willing or unwilling, she
should marry the first man, be he prince or beggar,
that came to the door.
Two days after there came by a travelling fiddler,
who began to play under the window and beg alms;
and when the king heard him, he said, Let him come
in." So they brought in a dirty-looking fellow; and
when he had sung before the king and the princess, he
begged a boon. Then the king said, "You have sung
so well, that I will give you my daughter for your
w-ie." The princess begged and prayed; but the king
said, "I have sworn to give you to the first comer, and
I will keep my word." So words and tears were of no
avail; the parson was sent for, and she was married to
the fiddler. When this was over the king said, Now
get ready to go-you must not stay here-you must
travel on with your husband."
Then the fiddler went his way, and took her with
him, and they soon came to a great wood. "Pray,"
said she, whose is this wood ?" "It belongs to King
Grizzle-beard," answered he; "hadst thou taken him,
all had been thine." Ah! unlucky wretch that I
am I" sighed she; "would that I had married King
Grizzle-beard !" Next they came to some fine meadows.
"Whose are these beautiful green meadows ?" said she.
"They belong to King Grizzle-beard; hadst thou taken
him, they had all been thine." "Ah I unlucky wretch
Ty
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that I am I" said she; "would that I had married King
Grizzle-beard I"
Then they came to a great city. "Whose is this
noble city ?" said she. "It belongs to King Grizzle-
beard; hadst thou taken him, it had all been thine."
"Ah! wretch that I am !" sighed she; "why did I not
marry King Grizzle-beard ?" That is no business of
mine," said the fiddler: why should you wish for an-
other husband; am not I good enough for you ?"
At last they came to a small cottage. What a
paltry place 1" said she; "to whom does that little
dirty hole belong ?" Then the fiddler said, "That is
your and my house, where we are to live." "Where
are your servants ?" cried she. "What do we want
with servants?" said he; "you must do for yourself
whatever is to be done. Now make the fire, and put
on water and cook my supper, for I am very tired."
But the princess knew nothing of making fires and
cooking, and the fiddler was forced to help her. When
they had eaten a very scanty meal they went to bed;
but the fiddler called her up very early in the morning
to clean the house. -Thus they lived for two days : and
when they had eaten up all there was in the cottage,
the man said, "Wife, we can't go on thus, spending
money and earning nothing. You must learn to weave
baskets." Then he went out and cut willows, and
brought them home, and she began to weave; but it
made her fingers very sore. "I see this work won't
do," said he : "try and spin; perhaps you will do that
better." So she sat down and tried to spin; but the
threads cut her tender fingers till the blood ran. "See
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now," said the fiddler, you are good for nothing; you
can do no work: what a bargain I have got! -How-
ever, I'll try and set up a trade in pots and pans, and
you shall stand in the market and sell them." "Alas V'
sighed she, if any of my father's court should pass by
and see me standing in the market, how they will laugh
at me!"
But her husband did not care for that, and said she
must work, if she did not wish to die of hunger. At
first the trade went well; for many people, seeing such
a beautiful woman, went to buy her wares, and paid
their money without thinking of taking away the
goods. They lived on this as long as it lasted; and
then her husband bought a fresh lot of ware,. and she
sat herself down with it in the corner of the market;
bat a drunken soldier soon came by, and rode his horse
against her stall, and broke all her goods into a thou-
sand pieces. Then she began to cry, and knew not
what to do. "Ah! what will become of me ?" said
she; "what will my husband say?" So she ran
home and told him all. "Who would have thought
you would have been so silly," said he, "as to put an
earthenware stall in the corner of the market, where
everybody passes ?-But let us have no more crying; I
see you are not fit for this sort of work, so I have been
to the king's palace, and asked if they did not want a
kitchen-maid; and they say they will take you, and
there you will have plenty to eat."
Thus the princess became a kitchen-maid, and
helped the cook to do all the dirtiest work; but she was
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allowed to carry home some of the meat that was left,
and on this they lived.
She had not been there long before she heard that
the king's eldest son was passing by, going to be
married; and she went to one of the windows and
looked out. Everything was ready, and all the pomp
and brightness of the court was there. Then she bit-
terly grieved for the pride and folly which had brought
her so low. And the servants gave her some of the rich
meats, which she put into her basket to take home.
All on a sudden, as-she was going out, in came the
king's son in golden clothes; and when he saw a beau-
tiful woman at the door, he took her by the hand, and
said .she should be his partner in the dance; but she
trembled for fear, for she saw that it was King Grizzle-
beard, who was making sport of her. However, he.
kept fast hold, and led her in; and the cover of the
basket came off, so that the meats in it fell all about.
Then everybody laughed and jeered at her; and she
was so abashed, that she wished herself a thousand feet
deep in the earth. She sprang to the door to run
away; but on the steps King.Grizzle-beard overtook her,
and brought her back and said, Fear me not! I am
the fiddler who has lived with you in the hut. I brought
you there because I really loved you. I am also the
soldier that overset your stall. I have done all this
only to cure you of your silly pride, and to show you
the folly of your ill-treatment of me. Now all is over;
you have learnt wisdom, and it is time t6 hold our
marriage feast."
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Then the chamberlains came and brought her the
most beautiful robes; and her father and his whole court
were there already, and welcomed her home on her
marriage. Joy was in every face and every heart. The
feast was grand: they danced and sang: all were merry;
and I only wish that you and I had been of the party.
THE MAN IN THE BAG.*
THERE were two brothers, who were both soldiers, the
one had grown rich, but the other had had no luck, and
was very poor. The poor man thought he would try to
better himself; so pulling off his red coat, he became
a gardener, and dug his ground well, and sowed turnips.
When the crop came up, there was one plant bigger
than all the rest; and it kept getting larger and larger,
and seemed as if it would never cease growing; so that
it might have' been called the prince of turnips, for
there never was such a one seen before and never will
again. At last it was so big that it filled a cart, and
two oxen could hardly draw it; but the gardener did
not know what in the world to do with it, nor whether
it would be a blessing or, a curse to him. One day he
said to himself, "What shall I do with it ? if I sell it,
"Die Riibe" of Grimm. The frst part of this story is well
known. The latter part is the subject of an old Latin poem, of the
fourteenth century, entitled Raparius (who was probably the versi-
fier), existing in M S. at Strasburg, and also at Vienna. MM.
Grimm think they see, through the comic dress of this story, various
allusions to ancient Northern traditions; and they particularly refer
to the wise man (Runa capituli), who imbibes knowledge in his airy
suspension on a tree.
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it will bring me no more than another would; and as
for eating, the little turnips I am sure are better than
this great one: the best thing perhaps that I can do
will be to give it to the king, as a mark of my respect."
Then he yoked his oxen, and drew the turnip to the
court, and gave it to the king. What a wonderful
thing I" said the king. "I have seen many strange
things in my life, but such a monster as this I never
saw before. Where did you get the seed, or is it only
your good luck? If so, you are a true child of fortune."
Ah, no !" answered the gardener, I am no child
of fortune; I am a poor soldier, who never yet could
get enough to live upon : so I set to work, tilling the
ground. I have a brother who is rich, and your
majesty knows him well, and all the world knows him;
but as I am poor, everybody forgets me."
Then the king took pity on him, and said, You
shall be poor no longer. I will give you so much, that
you shall be even richer than your brother." So he
gave him money, and lands, and flocks, and herds; and
made him so rich, that his brother's wealth could not at
all be compared with his.
When the brother heard of all this, and how a
turnip had made the gardener so rich, he envied him
sorely; and bethought himself how he could please the
king and get the same good luck for himself. How-
ever, he thought he would manage more cleverly than
his brother; so he got together a rich gift of jewels and
fine horses for.the king, thinking that he must have a
much larger gift in return: for if his brother had so much
given him for a turnip, what must his gift be worth ?
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THE MAN IN THE BAG.
The king took the gift very graciously, and said he
knew not what he could give in return more costly and
wonderful than the great turnip; so the soldier was
forced to put it into a cart, and drag it home with him.
When he reached home, he knew not upon whom to vent
his rage and envy; and at length wicked thoughts came
into his head, and he sought to kill his brother.
So he hired some villains to murder him; and
having shown them where to lie in ambush, he went to
his brother, and said, "Dear brother, I have found a
hidden treasure; let us go and dig it up, and share it
between us." The other had no thought or fear of his bro-
ther's roguery: so they went out together; and as they
were travelling along, the murderers rushed out upon
him, bound him, and were'going to hang him on a tree.
But whilst they were getting all ready, they heard
the trampling of a horse afar off, which so frightened
them that they pushed their prisoner neck and shoulders
together into a sack, and swung him up by a cord to
the tree; where they left him dangling, and ran away,
meaning to come back and despatch him in the evening.
Meantime, however, he worked and worked away,
till he had made a hole large enough to put out his
head. When the horseman came up, he proved to be
a student, a merry fellow, who was journeying along on
his nag, and singing as he went. As soon as the man
in the bag saw him passing under the tree, he cried
out, "Good morning! good morning to thee, my
friend!" The student looked about, and seeing no
one, and not knowing where the voice came from, cried
out, Who calls me ?"
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Then the man in the bag cried out, Lift up thine
eyes, for behold here I sit in the sack of wisdom!
Here have I, -in a short time, learned great and
wondrous things. Compared to what is taught in this
seat, all the learning of the schools is as empty air. A
little longer and I shall know all that man can know,
and shall come forth wiser than the wisest of mankind.
Here I discern the signs and motions of the heavens
and the stars; the laws that control the winds; the
number of the sands on the sea-shore; the healing of
the sick; the virtues of all simples, of birds, and of
precious stones. Wert thou but once here, my friend,
thou wouldst soon feel the power of knowledge."
The student listened to all this, and wondered much.
At last he said, "Blessed be the day and hour when I
found you! cannot you let me into the sack for a little
while?" Then the other answered, as if very un-
willingly, "A little space I may allow thee to sit here,
if thou wilt reward me well and treat me kindly : but
thou must tarry yet an hour below, till I have learnt
some little matters that are yet unknown to me."
So the student sat himself down and waited awhile;
but the time hung heavy upon him, and he begged
hard that he might ascend forthwith, for his thirst of
knowledge was very great; Then the other began to
give way, and said, "Thou must let the; bag of wisdom
descend, by untying yonder cord, and then thou shalt
enter.": So the student let him down, opened the bag,
and set him free. "Now then," cried he, "let me
mount quickly!" As he began to put himself into the
sack heels first, "Wait a while! said the gardener,
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"that is not the way." Then he pushed him in head
first, tied up the bag's mouth, and soon swung up the
searcher after wisdom, dangling in the air. "How is
it with thee, friend?" said he; "dost thou not feel
that wisdom cometh unto thee? Rest there in peace,
till thou art a wiser man than thou wert."
So saying, he borrowed the student's nag to ride
home upon, and trotted off as fast as he could, for fear
the villains should return; and he left the poor student
to gather wisdom, till somebody should come and let
him down, when he had found out in which posture he
was wisest,-on his head or his heels. "
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EVENING THE FIFTH.
KARL KATZ.*
IN the midst of the Hartz forests there is a high
mountain, of which the neighbours tell all sorts of
stories: how the goblins and fairies dance on it by
Freely translated from the Ziegenhirt of Ottmar's "Volks
Sagen," or Hartz Legends. The name of Frederic Barbarossa is as-
sociated with the earliest cultivation of the muses in Germany. During
the Suabian dynasty (at the head of which he is to be placed), arose
and flourished the Minnesingers, or poets of love, contemporary with
the Troubadours, whom they rival in the quantity, and far excel in the
quality, of their compositions. Frederic was a patron of the minstrel
arts; and it is remarkable that the Hartz traditions still make him
attached to similar pursuits, and tell how musicians, who have sought
the caverns where he sits entranced, have been richly rewarded by his
bounty.
The author of The Sketch-Book has made use of this tale in his
"Rip van Winkle." There are several German traditions and ballads
whiclhturn on the unsuspected lapse of time under enchantment. See
it also in Croker's Fairy Legends of Ireland. We may also remember
in connexion with it, the ancient story of the Seven Sleepers of the
fifth century (Gibbon, vi. 32). That tradition was adopted by Ma-
homet; and has, as Gibbon observes, been also adopted and adorned
by the nations from Bengal to Africa, who profess the Mahometan
religion. It was translated into Latin before the end of the sixth
century, by the care of Gregory of Tours; and Paulus Diaconus (de
Gestis Longobardorum), in the eighth century, places seven sleepers
in the North, under a rock, by the sea-shore. The incident has con-
siderable capability of interest and effect; and it is not wonderful that
it should become popular, and form the basis of various traditions.
The next step is to animate the period dropped from real life-the
parenthesis of existence-with characteristic adventures, as in our
story of "The Elfin Grove," and as in "The Dean of Santiago," a
Spanish tale from the Conde Lucanor, translated in the New Monthly
Magazine for August 1824, where several similar stories are re-
ferred to.
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KARL KATZ.
night; and how the old Emperor Red-beard holds his
court there, and sits on his marble throne, with his
long beard sweeping on the ground.
A great many years ago there lived in a village at
the foot of this mountain, one Karl Katz. Now Karl
was'a goatherd, and every morning he drove his flock
to feed upon the green spots that are here and there
found on the mountain's side. In the evening he
sometimes thought it too late to drive his charge home;
so he used in such cases to shut it up in a spot amongst
the woods, where the old ruined walls of some castle
that had long ago been deserted were left standing, and
were high enough to form a fold, in which he could
count his goats,, and let them rest for the night.
One evening he found that the prettiest goat of his
flock had vanished, soon after they were driven into
this fold. He searched everywhere for it in vain; but,
to his surprise and delight, when he counted his flock
in the morning, what should he see, the first of the
flock, but his lost goat Again and again the same
strange thing happened. At last he thought he would
watch still more narrowly; and, having looked care-
fully over the old walls, he found a narrow dborway,
through which it seemed that his favourite made her
way. Karl followed, and found a path leading down-
wards through a cleft in the rocks. On he went,
scrambling as well as he could, down the side of the
rock, and at last came to the mouth of a cave, where he
lost sight of his goat. Just then he saw that his
faithful dog was not with him. He whistled, but no
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dog was there; and he was therefore forced to go into
the cave and try to find his goat by himself.
He groped his way for a while, and at last came to
a place where a little light found its way in; and there
he wondered not a little to find his goat, employing
itself very much at its ease in the cavern, in eating
corn, which kept dropping from some place over its
head. He went up and looked about him, to see
where all this corn, that rattled about his ears like a
hail-storm, could come from: but all overhead was dark,
and he could find no clue to this strange business.
At last, as he stood listening, he thought he heard
the neighing and stamping of horses. He listened
again; it was plainly so; and after a while he was
sure that horses were feeding above him, and that the
corn fell from their mangers. What could these horses
be, which were thus kept in the clefts of rocks, where
none but the goat's foot ever trod? There must be
people of some sort or other living here; and who
could they be ? and was it safe to trust himself in such
company ? Karl pondered awhile; but his wonder
only grew greater and greater, when on a sudden he
heard his own name, "Karl Katz !" echo through the
cavern. He turned round, but could see nothing.
"Karl Katz !" again sounded sharply in his ears; and
soon out came a little dwarfish page, with a high.
peaked hat and a scarlet cloak,, from a dark corner at
one end of the cave.
The dwarf nodded, and beckoned him to follow.
Karl:thought he should first like to know a little about
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KARL KATZ.
who it was that thus sought his company. He asked:
but the dwarf shook his head, answering not a word,
and again beckoned him to follow. He did so; and
winding-his way through ruins, he soon heard rolling
overhead what sounded like peals of thunder, echoing
among the rocks: the noise grew louder and louder as
he went on, and at last he came to a court-yard sur-
rounded by old ivy-grown walls. The spot seemed to
be the bosom of a little valley; above rose on every
hand high masses of rock; wide-branching trees threw
their arms overhead, so that nothing but a glimmering
twilight made its way through; and here, on the cool
smooth-shaven turf, Karl saw twelve strange old figures
amusing themselves very sedately with a game of nine-
pins.
Their dress did not seem altogether strange to Karl,
for in the church of the town whither he went every
week to market there was an old monument, with
figures of queer old knights upon it, dressed in the
very same fashion. Not a word fell from any of their
lips. They moved about soberly and gravely, each
taking his turn at the game; but the oldest of them
ordered Karl. Katz, by dumb signs, to busy himself in
setting up the pins as they knocked them down. At
first his knees trembled, as he hardly dared snatch a
stolen sidelong glance at the long beards and old-
fashioned. dresses of the worthy knights; but he soon
saw that as each knight played out his game he went
to his seat, and there took a hearty draught at a
flagon, which the dwarf kept filled, and which sent up
the smell of the richest old wine.
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Little by little Karl got bolder;. and at last he
plucked up his heart so far as to beg the dwarf, by
signs, to let him, too, take his turn at the flagon. The
dwarf gave it him with a grave bow, and Karl thought
he never tasted anything half so good before. This
gave him new strength for his work; and-as often as
he flagged at all, he turned to the same kind friend for
help in his need.
Which was tired first, he or the knights, Karl never
could tell; or whether the wine got the better of his
head: but what he knew was, that sleep It last over-
powered him, and that when he awoke he found him-
self stretched out upon. the old spot within the walls
where he had folded his flock, and saw that the bright
sun was high up in the heavens. The same green turf
was spread beneath, and the same tottering ivy-clad
walls surrounded him. He rubbed his eyes and called
his dog; but neither dog nor goat was to be seen; and
when he looked about him again, the grass seemed to
be longer under his feet than it was yesterday; and
trees hiing over his head, which he had either never
seen before, or had quite forgotten. Shaking his head,
and'hardly knowing whether he was in his right mind,
he got up and stretched himself: somehow or other
his joints felt stiffer than they were. "It serves me
right," said he; "this comes of sleeping out of one's
own bed." Little by little he recollected his evening's
sport, and licked his lips as he thought of the charming
wine he had taken so much of.. "But who," thought
he, can those people be, that come to this odd place
to play at nine-pins ?"
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KARL KATZ.
His first step was to look for the doorway through
which he had followed his goat; but to his astonish-
ment, not the least trace of an opening of any sort was
to be seen. There stood the wall, without chink or
rack big enough for a rat to pass through. Again he
paused and, scratched his head. His hat was full of
holes: "Why, it was new last Shrove-tide I" said he.
By. chance his eye fell next on his shoes, which were
almost new when he last left home; but now they
looked so old, that they were likely to fall to pieces
before he could get home. All his clothes seemed in
the same sad plight. The more he looked, the more
he pondered, the more he was at a loss to know what
could have happened to him.
At length he turned round, and left the old walls
to look for his flock. Slow and out of heart he wound
his way among the mountain steeps, through paths
where his flocks were wont to wander: still not a goat
was to be seen. Again he whistled and called his dog,
'but no dog came. Below him in the plain lay the
village where his home was; so at length he took the
downward path, and set out with a heavy heart and a
faltering step in search of his flock.
Surely," said he, I shall soon meet some neigh-
bour, who can tell me where my goats are ?" But the
people who met him, as he drew near to the village,
were all unknown to him. They were not even dressed
as his neighbours were, and they seemed as if they
hardly spoke the same tongue. When he eagerly asked
each, as he came up, after his goats, they only stared
at him and stroked their chins. At last he did the
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same too; and what was his wonder ,tb find that his
beard was grown at least a foot long! "The world,"
said he to himself, "is surely turned upside down, or
if not, I must be bewitched:" and yet he knew the
mountain, as he turned round again, and looked back
on its woody heights; and he knew the houses and
cottages also, with their little gardens, as he entered
the village. All were in the places he had always
known them in; and he heard some children, too (as a
traveller that passed by was asking his way), call the
village by the very same name he had always known it
to. bear.
Again he shook his head, and went straight through
the village to his own cottage. Alas I it looked sadly
out of repair; the windows were broken, the dodr off
its hinges, and in the court-yard lay an unknown child,
in a ragged dress, playing with a rough, toothless old
dog, whom he thought he ought to. kow, but who
snarled and barked in his face when he called to him.
He went in at the open doorway; but he foand.,all so
dreary and empty, that he staggered out again like a
drunken man,. and called his wife and children loudly
by their names: but no one heard, at least- no one
answered him.
A crowd of women and children soon flocked around
the strange-looking man with the long'grey beard; and
all broke upon him at once with the questions, "Who
are you?" Who is it that you want ?" It seemed
to him so odd to ask other people, at his own door,
after his wife and children, that, in order to get rid of
the crowd, he named the first man that came into his
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KARI. KATZ.
head. "Hans the blacksmith ?" said he. Most held
their tongues and stared; but at last an old woman
said, He went these seven years ago to a place that
you will not reach to day." Fritz the tailor, then ?"
"Heaven rest his soul !', said an old beldam upon
crutches; he has lain these ten years in a house that
he'll never leave."
Karl Katz looked at the old woman again, and
shuddered, as he knew her to be one of his old gossips
but saw she had a strangely altered face. All wish to
ask further questions was gone; but at last a young
woman made her way through the gaping throng, with
a baby in her arms, and a little girl of about three
years old clinging to her other hand. All three looked
the very image of his own wife. "What is thy-name ?'
asked he, wildly. "Liese !" said she. "And your
father's ?" "Karl Katz Heaven bless him !" said
she: but, poor man I he is lost and gone. It is now
full twenty years since we sought for him day and
night on the mountain. His dog and his flock came
back, but he never was heard of any more. I was then
seven years old."
Poor Karl could hold no longer: "I am Karl Katz,
and no other !" said he, as he took the child from his
daughter's arms and kissed it over and over again.
All stood gaping, and hardly knowing what to say
or think, when old Stropken the schoolmaster hobbled
by, and took a long and close look at him. Karl
Katz! Karl Katz !" said he slowly': "why it is Karl
Katz, sure enough! There is my own mark upon him;
theie is the scar over his right eye, that I gave himn
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myself one day with my oak stick." Then several
others also cried out, "Yes it is! it is Karl Katz!
Welcome neighbour, welcome home !" "But where,"
said or thought all,. "can an honest steady fellow like
you have been these twenty years ?"
And now the whole village had flocked around; the
children laughed, the dogs barked, and all were glad to
see neighbour Karl home alive and well. .As to were
he had been for the twenty years, that was a part of the
story at which Karl shrugged up his shoulders; for he
never could very well explain it, and seemed to think
the less that was said about it the better. But it was
plain enough that what dwelt most on his memory was
the noble wine that had tickled his mouth while the
knights played their game of nine-pins.
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EVENING THE S1XTH.
THE BEAR AND THE SKRATTEL-- ANS IN LUCK-TOM THUMB.
THE BEAR AND THE SKRATTEL.*
ONE Christmas Day, the King of Norway sat inthe
great hail of his palace, holdi ng a feast. "Here's a
health," said he, "to our brother the King of Denmark !
What present shall we send our royal brother, as a pledge
of our good-will, this Christmas time ?" "Send him,
please your majesty," said the Norseman Gunter, who
Whatever opinion may be formed as to the period from which
oral tradition has handed/down many of these stories, this tale (which
we have translated freell) clearly has an authentic antiquity of, at any
rate, the fourteenth century. It exists as a metrical tale, told in the
higher German with great spirit, in a MS. at Heidelberg (Codex,
No. 341, f. 371), from which extracts and specimens are given in
MM. Grimm's prel'a e to the translation of Mr. Croker's Irish Fairy
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110 EVENING THE SIXTH.
was lhe king's chief huntsman, one of our fine white
bears, that his liegemen may show their little ones what
sort of kittens we play with." Well said, Gunter !"
cried the king; "but how shall we find a bear that will
travel so long a journey willingly, and will know how
to behave himself to our worthy brother when he
reaches him ?" "Please your majesty," said Gunter,
"I have a glorious fellow, as white as snow, that I
caught when he was a cub; he will follow me wherever
I go, play with my children, stand on his hind legs, and
behave himself as well as any gentleman ought to do.
He is at your service, and I will myself take him wher-
ever you choose."
So the king was well pleased, and ordered Gunter to
set off at once with master Bruin: "Start with the morn-
ing's dawn," said he, "and make the best of your way."
The Norseman went home to his house in the
forest; and early next morning he waked'master Bruin,
put the king's collar round his neck, and away they
went over rocks and valleys, lakes and seas, the nearest
road to the court of the King of Denmark. When
they arrived there, the king was away on a journey,
and Gunter and his fellow-traveller set out to follow.
It was bright weather, the sun shone; and the birds
Legends, given in English by that gentleman in his third volume. The
Schrat, Schretel, Skrat, or Skrattel, is one of the numerous names
for the domestic spirit or elf, apparently limited to the mischievous
species. The MS. is of the fourteenth century, the poem older; pro-
bably, M4M. Grimm think, of the thirteenth. The malignant spirit
Grendel, it will be remembered in Beowulf, carries on his tricks by
night, and makes the castle intolerable to the Danish king, who is de-
livered by a strange hero.
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sang, as they journeyed merrily on, day after day, over
hill and over dale, till they came within a day's journey
of where the king was.
All that afternoon they travelled through a gloomy
dark forest; but towards evening the wind began to
whistle through the trees, and the clouds began to
gather and threaten a stormy night. The road, too,
was very rough, and it was not easy to tell which was
most tired, Bruin or his master.\ What made the
matter worse was, that they had found no inn that day
by the road-side, and their provisions had fallen short;
so that they had no very pleasant prospect before them
for the night. "A pretty affair this !" said Gunter,
"I am likely to be charmingly off here in the woods,
with an empty stomach, a damp bed, and a bear for my
bed-fellow."
While the Norseman was turning this over in his
mind, the wind blew harder and harder, and the clouds
grew darker and darker: the bear shook his ears, and
his master looked at his wits' end, when to his great joy
a woodman came whistling along out of the woods, by
the side of his horse dragging a load of fagots. As
soon as he came up; Gunter stopped him, and begged
hard for a night's lodging for himself and his country,
man.
The woodman seemed hearty and good-natured
enough, and was quite ready to find shelter for the
huntsman; but as to the bear, he had never seen such
a beast before in his life, and would have nothing to
do with him on any terms. The huntsman begged
hard for his friend, and told how he was bringing him
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as a present to the King of Denmark; and how he was.
the most good-natured, best-behaved animal in the
world, though he must allow that he was by no means
one of the handsomest.
The woodman, however, was not to be moved. His
wife, he was sure, would not like such a guest, and who
could say what he might take into his head to do?
Besides, he should lose his dog and his cat, his ducks and
his geese; for they would all run away for fright, whether
the bear was disposed to be friends with them or not.
Good night, master huntsman !" said he; "if you
and old shaggy-back there cannot part, I am afraid you
must e'en stay where you are, though you will have a
sad night of it, no doubt." Then he cracked his whip,
whistled up his horse, and set off once more on his way
homewards.
The huntsman grumbled, and Bruin grunted, as
they followed slowly after; when to their great joy
they saw the woodman, before he had gone many yards,
pull up his horse once more and turn round. Stay,
stay I" said he; I think I can tell you of a plan better
than sleeping in a ditch. I know where you may find
shelter, if you will run the risk of a little trouble from
an unlucky imp, that has taIken up its abode in my
old house down the hill oouder. You must know,
friend, that till last winter I lived in yon snug little
house that you will see at the foot of the hill if you
come this way. Everything went smoothly on with
us till one unlucky night, when the storm blew as
it seems likely to do to night, some spiteful guest
took it into his head to pay us a visit; and there have
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ever since been such noises, clattering, and scampering
"up stairs and down, from midnight till the cock
crows in the morning, that at last we were fairly
driven out of house and home. What he is like no. one
knows; for we never saw him or anything belonging to
him, except a little crooked high-heeled shoe, that he
left one night in the pantry. But though we have not
seen him, we know he has a hand or a paw as heavy as
lead; for when it pleases him to lay it upon any one,
down he goes as if the blacksmith's hammer had hit
him. There is no end of his monkey tricks. If the
linen is hung out to dry, he cuts the line. If he wants
a cup of ale, he leaves the tap running. If the fowls
are shut up, he lets them loose. He puts the pig into
the garden, rides upon the cows, and turns the horses
into the hay-yard; and several times he nearly burnt
the house down, by leaving a candle alight among
the fagots. And then he is sometimes so nimble
and active, that when he is once in motion, nothing
stands still around him. Dishes and plates-pots and
pans-dance about, clattering, making the most hor-
rible music, and breaking each other to pieces: and
sometimes, when the whim takes him, the chairs and'
tables seem as if they were alive, and dancing a horn-
pipe, or playing battledore and shuttlecock together.
Even the stones and beams of the house seem rattling
against one another; and it is of no use putting things
in order, for the first freak the imp took would turn
everything upside down again.
"My wife and I bore such a lodger as long as we
could, but at length we were fairly beaten; and as he
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seemed to have taken up his abode in the house, we
thought it best to give up to him what he wanted: and
the little rascal knew what we were about when we
were moving, and seemed afraid we should not go soon
enough. So he helped us off: for on the morning we
were to start, as we were going to put our goods upon
the waggon, there it stood before the door. ready loaded:
and" when we started we heard a loud laugh; and a
little sharp voice cried out of the window, 'Good-by,
neighbours !' So now he has our old house all to him-
self to play his gambols in, whenever be likes to sleep
within doors; and we have built ourselves a snug cot-
tage on the other side of the hill, where we live as well
as we can, though we have no great room to make
merry in. Now if you, and your ugly friend there, like
to run the hazard of taking up your quarters in the
elf's house, pray do Yonder is the road. He may not
be at home to-night."
"We will try our luck," said Gunter; "anything
is better to my mind than sleeping out of doors such a
night as this. Your troublesome neighbour will per-
haps think so too, and we may have to fight for our
lodging: but never mind, Bruin is rather an awkward
hand to quarrel with; and the goblin may perhaps find
a worse welcome from him than your house-dog could
give him. He will at any rate let him know what a
bear's hug is; for I dare say he has not been far
enough north to know much about it yet."
Then the woodman gave Gunter a fagot to make
his fire with, and wished him a good night. He and
the bear soon found their way to the deserted house;
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and no one being at home, they walked into the
kitchen and made a capital fire.
Lack-a-day I" said the Norseman; I forgot one
thing--I ought to have asked that good man for some
supper; I have nothing left but some dry bread. How-
ever, this is better than sleeping in the woods: we must
make the most of what we have, keep ourselves warm,
and get to bed as soon as we can." So after eating up
all their crusts, and drinking some water from the well
close by, the huntsman wrapt himself up close in his
cloak, and lay down in the snuggest corner he could
find. Bruin rolled himself up in the corner of the wide
fire-place; and both were fast asleep, the fire out, and
everything quiet within doors, long before midnight.
Just as the clock struck twelve the storm began to
get louder--the wind blew--a slight noise within the
room wakened the huntsman, and all on a sudden in
popped a little ugly skrattel, scarce three spans high;
with a hump on his back, a face like a dried pippin, a
nose like a ripe mulberry, and an eye that had lost its
neighbour. He had high-heeled shoes, and a pointed
red cap; and came dragging after him a nice fat kid,
ready skinned, and fit for roasting. "A rough night
this," grumbled the goblin to himself; but, thanks to
that booby woodman, I've a house to myself: and now
for a hot supper and a glass of good ale till the cock
crows."
No sooner said than done: the skrattel busied him-
self about, here and there; presently the fire blazed up,
the kid was put on the spit and turned merrily round.
A keg of ale made its appearance from a closet: the
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cloth was laid, and the kid was soon dished up for
eating. Then the little imp, in the joy of his heart,
rubbed his hands, tossed up his red cap, danced before
the hearth, and sang his song:-
Oh! 'tis weary enough abroad to bide,
In the shivery midnight blast;
And 'tis dreary enough alone to ride,
Hungry and cold,
On the wintry wold,
Where the drifting snow falls fast.
But 'tis cheery enough to revel by night,
In the crackling fagot's light:
'Tis merry enough to have and to hold
The savoury roast,
And the nut-brown toast,
With jolly good ale and old."
The huntsman lay snug all this time; sometimes
quaking, in dread of getting into trouble, and sometimes
licking his lips at the savoury supper before him, and
half in the mind to fight for it with the jmp. However,
he kept himself quiet in his corner; till all of a sudden
the little man's eye wandered from his cheering ale-cup
to Bruin's carcase, as he lay rolled up like a ball, fast
asleep in the chimney-corner.
The imp turned round sharp in an instant, and
crept softly nearer and nearer to where Bruin lay, look-
ing at him very closely, and not able to make out what
in the world he was. "One of the family, I suppose !"
said he to himself. But just" then Bruin gave his ears
a shake, and showed a little of his shaggy muzzle.
"Oh ho !" said the imp, that's all, is it? But what
a large one Where could he come from ? and how
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came he here? What shall I do ? Shall I let him alone
or drive him out? Perhaps he may do me some mis-
chief, and I am not afraid of mice or rats. So here
goes I have driven all the rest of the live stock out of
the house, and why should I be afraid of sending this
brute after them ?"
With that the elf walked softly to the corner of
the room, and taking up the spit, stole back on tip-toe
till he got quite close to the bear; then raising up his
weapon, down came a rattling thump across Bruin's
mazard, that sounded as hollow as a drum. The bear
raised himself slowly ufp, snorted, shook his head, then
scratched it,-opened first one eye, then the other,
took a turn across the room, and grinned at his enemy;
who, somewhat alarmed, ran back a few paces, and
stood with the spit in his hand, foreseeing a rough
attack. And it soon came; for the bear, rearing him-
self up, walked leisurely forward, and putting out one
of his paws caught hold of the spit, jerked it out of
the goblin's hand, and sent it spinning to the other end
of the kitchen.
And now began a fierce battle. This way and that
way flew tables and chairs, pots and pans. The elf was
one moment on the bear's back, lugging his ears and
pommelling him with blows that might have felled an ox.
In the next, the bear would throw him up in the air,
and treat him as he came down with a hug that would
make the little imp squall. Then up he would jump
upon one of the beams out of Bruin's reach; and soon,
watching his chance, would be down astride upon his
back.
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Meantime Gunter had become sadly frightened,
and seeing the oven door open, crept in for shelter from
the fray, and lay there quaking for fear. The struggle
went on thus a long time, without its seeming at all
clear who would get the better-biting, scratching,
Hugging, clawing, roaring, and growling, till the
whole house rang. The elf, however, seemed to grow
weaker and weaker: the rivals stood for a moment as if
to get breath, and the bear was getting ready for a
fierce attack, when, all in a moment, the skrattel dashed
his red cap right in his eye, and while Brain was smart-
ing with the blow and trying to recover his sight, darted
to the door, and was out of sight in a moment, though
the wind blew, the rain pattered, and the storm raged,
in a merciless manner.
"Well done I Bravo, Bruin !" cried the huntsman,
as he crawled out of the oven, and ran and bolted the
door: "thou hast combed his locks rarely; and as for
thine own ears, they are rather the worse for pulling.
But come, let us make the best of the good cheer our
friend has left us !" So saying, they fell to and ate a
hearty supper. The huntsman, wishing the skrattel a
good night and pleasant dreams in a cup of his sparkling
ale, laid himself down and slept till morning; and
Bruin tried to do the same, as well as his aching bones
would let him.
In the morning the huntsman made ready to set out
on his way : and had not got far from the door before
he met the woodman, who was eager to hear how he
had passed,.the night. Then Gunter told him how he
had been awakened, what sort of creature the elf was,
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and how he and Bruin had fought it out. "Let us
hope," said he, you will now be well rid of the gentle-
man: I suspect he will not come where he is likely to
get any more of Bruin's hugs; and thus you will be
well paid for your entertainment of us, which, to tell
the truth, was none of the best : for if your ugly little
tenant had not brought his supper with him, we should
have had but empty stomachs this morning."
The huntsman and his fellow-traveller journeyed
on: and let us hope they reached the King of Denmark
safe and sound: but, to tell the truth, I know nothing
more of that part of the story.
The woodman, meantime, went to his work; and
did not fail to watch at night to see whether the skrat-
tel came, or whether he was thoroughly frightened out
of his old haunt by the bear, or whatever he might
take the beast to be that had handled him as he never
was handled before. But three nights passed over, and
no traces being seen or heard of him, the-woodman
began to think of moving back to his old house.
On the fourth day he was out at his work in the
forest ;. ad as he was taking shelter under a tree from
a cold storm of sleet and rain that passed over, he
heard a little cracked voice singing, or rather croaking
in a mournful tone. So he crept along quietly, and
peeped over some bushes, and there sat the very same
figure that the huntsman had described,to him. The
goblin was sitting without any hat or cap on hi,; head,
with a woe-begone face, and with his jacket torn into
shreds, and his leg scratched and smeared with blood, as
if he had been creeping through a bramble-bush. The
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woodman listened quietly to his song, and it ran as
before,-
"Oh 'tis weary enough abroad to bide,
In the shivery midnight blast;
And 'tis dreary enough alone to ride,
Hungry and cold,
On the wintry wold,
Where the drifting snow falls fast."
"Sing us the other verse, man !" cried the woodman;
for he could not help cracking a joke on his old enemy,
who he saw was sadly in the dumps at the loss of his
good cheer and the shelter against the bad weather.
But the instant his voice was heard the, little imp
jumped up, stamped with rage, and was out of sight in
the twinkling of an eye.
The woodman finished his work and was going
home in the evening, whistling by his horse's side, when,
all of a sudden, he saw, standing on a high bank by the
wayside, the very same little imp, looking as grim and
sulky as before. ,"'Hark ye, bumpkin I" cried the
skrattel; canst thou hear, fellow? Is thy great cat
alive, and at home still ?" "My cat ?" said the wood-
man. "Thy great white cat, man !" thundered out
the little imp. Oh, my cat !" said the woodman, at
last recollecting himself. "Oh, yes, to be sure alive
and well, I thank you: very happy, Im sure, to see
you and all friends, whenever you will do us the favour
to call. And hark ye, friend I as you seem to be so
fond of my great cat, you may like to know that she
had five kittens last night." Five kittens ?" muttered
the elf. "Yes," replied the woodman, "five of the
most beautiful white kits you ever saw,-so like the old
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cat, it would do your heart good to see the whole fa-
mily-such soft, gentle paws-such delicate whiskers-
such pretty little mouths!" Five kittens ?" muttered
or rather shrieked out the imp again. "Yes, to be
sure I" said the woodman; five kittens Do look in to-
night, about twelve o'clock-the time, you know, that
you used to come and see us. The old cat will be so
glad to show them to you, and we shall be so happy to
see you once more. But where can you have been all
this time ?"
"I come? not T, indeed !" shrieked the skrattel.
"What do4j want with the little wretches? Did not I
see the mother once? Keep your kittens to yourself:
I must be off,-this is no place for me. Five kittens!
So there are six of them now Good-by to you, you'll
see me no more; so bad luck to your ugly cat and
your beggarly house!" "And bad luck to you, Mr.
Crookback !" cried the woodman, as he threw him the
red cap he had left behind in his battle with Bruin.
" Keep clear of my cat, and let us hear no more of your
pranks, and be hanged to you !"
So, now that he knew his troublesome guest had
taken his leave, the woodman soon moved back all his
goods, and his wife and children, into their snug old
house. And there they lived happily, for the elf never
came to see them any more; and the woodman every
day after dinner drank, "Long life to the King of
Norway," for sending the cat that cleared his house of
vermin.
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HANS IN LUCK.*
SOME men are born to good luck: all they do or try
to do comes right:-all that falls to them is so much
gain :-all their geese are swans :-all their cards are
trumps:-toss them which way you will, they will
always, like poor puss, alight upon their legs, and only
move on so much the faster. The world may very
likely not always think of them as they think of them-
selves, but what care they for the world? what can it
know about the matter?
One of these lucky beings was neighbour Hans.
Seven long years he had worked hard for his master.
At last he said, "Master, my time is up; I must go
home and see my poor motheronce more: so pray pay
The "Hans iin Gliick" of MM. Grimm; a story of popula.-
currency, communicated by Aug. Wernicke to the Wiinschelruthe, a
periodical publication, 1818, No. 33.-A friend informs us that a
story very like this is well known in the northern parts of England.
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me my wages and let me go." And the master said,
"You have been a faithful and good servant, Hans, so
your pay shall be handsome." Then he gave him a
lump of silver 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 on his road homewards. As he went lazily
on, dragging one foot after another, a man came ii
sight, trotting gaily along on a capital horse. Ah !"
said Hans aloud, "what a fine thing it is to ride on
horseback I There he sits as easy and happy as if he was
at home, in the chair by his fireside; he trips against
no stones, saves shoe-leather, and gets on he hardly
knows how." Hans did not speak so softly but that
the horseman-heard it all, and said, Well, friend, 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 you must
know it hurts my shoulder sadly." "What do you say
of making an exchange ?" said the horseman. I will
give you my horse, and you shall give me the silver;
which will save you a great deal of trouble in carrying
such a heavy load about with you." "With all my
heart," said Hans: "but as you are so kind to me, I
must tell you one thing,-you will have a weary task to
draw that silver about with you." However, the horse-
man got off, took the silver, helped Hans up, gave him
the bridle into one hand and the whip into the other,
and said, "When you want to go very fast, smack your
lips loudly together, and cry 'Jip P'"
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Hans was delighted as he sat on the horse, drew
himself up, squared his elbows, turned out his toes,
cracked his whip, and rode merrily off, one minute
whistling a merry tune, and another singing,
"No care and no sorrow,
A fig for the morrow !
We'll laugh and be merry,
Sing high down derry! "
After a time he thought he should like to go a little
faster, so he smacked 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 on his back
by the road-side. His horse would have ran off, if a
shepherd who was coming by, driving a cow, had not
stopped it. Hans soon came to himself, and got upon
his legs again, sadly vexed, and said to the shepherd,
"This riding is no joke, when a man has the luck to
get upon a beast like this, that stumbles and flings him
off as if it would break his neck. However, Im off
now once for all: I like your cow now a great deal
better than this smart beast that played me this trick,
:and has spoiled my best coat, you see, in this puddle;
which, by the by, smells not very like a nosegay. One
can walk along at one's leisure behind that cow-keep
good company, and have milk, butter, and cheese, every
day, into the bargain. What would I give to have
such a prize !" "Well," said the shepherd, "if you
are so fond of her, I will change my cow for your horse;
I like to do good to my neighbours, even though I lose
byit myself." "Done !" said Hans, merrily. "What
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a noble heart that good man has I" thought he. Then
the shepherd jumped upon the horse, wished Hans and
the cow good morning, and away he rode.
Hans brushed his coat, wiped his face and hands,
rested a while, and then 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 always be
able to get that), I can, whenever I like, eat my butter
and cheese with it; and when I am thirsty I can milk
my cow and drink the milk: and 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. When he had rested himself he set off again,
driving his cow towards his mother's village. But the
heat grew greater as noon came on, till at last, as "he
found himself on a wide heath that would take him
more than an hour to cross, 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. Who would
have thought that this cow, which was to bring him
milk and butter and cheese, was all the time utterly dry ?
SHans had not thought of looking to that.
While he was trying his luck in milking, and
managing.the matter very clumsily, the uneasy beast
began to think him very troublesome; and at last gave
him such a kick on.the head as knocked him down;
. and there .helay a long while senseless. Luckily a
butcher soon came by, driving a pig in a wheelbarrow.
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" What is the matter with you, my man?" said the
butcher, as he helped him up. Hans told him what had
happened, how he was dry, and wanted to milk his cow,
but found that the cow was dry too. Then the butcher
gave him a flask of ale, saying, "There,- drink and re-
*fresh yourself; your cow will give you no milk: don't
you see she is an old beast, good for nothing but the
slaughter-house ? "Alas, alas!" said Hans, "who
would have thought it? What a shame to take my
horse, and give me only a dry cow I 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,-like that fat
gentleman you are driving along at his ease,-one
could do something with it; it would at any rate make
sausages." "Well," said the butcher, "I don't like
to say no, when one is asked to do a kind, neighbourly
thing. To please you I will change, and give you my
fine fat pig for the cow." "Heaven reward you for
your kindness and self-denial! said Hans, as he gave
the butcher the cow; and taking the pig off the wheel-
barrow, drove it away, 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 misfortunes, to be
sure; but he was now well repaid for all. How could
it be otherwise with such a travelling companion as he
had at last got ?
The next man he met was a countryman carrying a
fine white goose. The countryman stopped to ask what
was o'clock; this led to further chat;..and Hans told,
him all his luck, how he had made so many good'bar-
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gains, and how all the world went gay and smiling with
him: The countryman then began to tell his tale, and
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 will find
plenty of fat upon it, it has lived so well! You're
right," said Hans, as he weighed it in his hand; "but
if you talk of fat, my pig is no trifle." Meantime the
countryman began to look grave, and shook his head.
"Hark ye!" said he, "my worthy friend, you seem a
good sort of fellow, so I can't help doing you a kind
turn. Your, pig may get you into a scrape. In the
village I just came from, the squire has had a pig
stolen out of his sty. I was dreadfully afraid when I
saw you that you had got the squire's pig. If you
have, and they catch you, it will be a bad job for you.
The least they'll do will be to throw you into the horse-
pond. Can you swim ?"
Poor Hans was sadly frightened. Good man,"
cried he, "pray, get me out of this scrape. I know no-
thing of where the pig was either bred or born; but he
may have been the squire's for aught I can tell: you
know this country better than I do, take my pig and
give me the goose." "I ought to have something
into the bargain," said the countryman; "give a fat
goose for a pig, indeed I 'Tis not every one would do
so much for you as that. 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 homewards free
from care. "After all," thought he, "that chap is
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pretty well taken in. I don't care whose pig it is, but .
wherever it came from it has been a very good friend
to. me. I have much 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 with-
out rocking. How happy my mother will be! Talk of
a pig, indeed! Give me a fine fat goose."
As he came to the next village, he saw a scissor-
grinder with his wheel, working and singing,
O'er hill and o'er dale
So happy I roam,
Work light and live well,
All the world is my home;
Then who so blythe, so merry as I ?
Hans stood looking on 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
into his pocket without finding money in it :--but where
did you get that beautiful goose ? "I did not buy it,
I gave a pig for it." "And where did you get the
pig?" "I gave a cow for it." "And the cow?" "I
gave a horse for it." "And the horse?"' "I gave a
lump of silver as big as my hed for him." "And the
silver?" "' Oh! I worked hard for that seven long
years." You have thriven well in the world hither-
to," said the grinder; "now if you could find money
in your pocket whenever you put your hand into it,
your fortune would be made." Very true : but how
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is that to be .managed ?" "How? Why you must
turn grinder like me, to be sure," said the other; "you
only want a grindstone; the rest will come of itself.
Here is one that is but 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 ?" said 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 work it well enough, and you can make an old nail
cut with it."
Hans took the stone, and went his way with a light
heart: his eyes sparkled for joy, and he said to himself,
"Surely I must have been bdrn in a lucky hour; every
thing I could want or wish for comes of itself. People
are so kind; they seem really to think I do them a
favour in letting them make me rich, and giving me
good bargains."
Meantime he began to be tired, and hungry too, for
he had given away his last penny in his joy at getting
the cow.
At last he could go no farther, for the stone tired
him sadly: and he dragged himself to the side of a
river, that he might take a drink of 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 rolled, plump into the
stream.
For a while he watched it sinking in the deep clear
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water; then sprang up and danced 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; "nobody was ever
so lucky as I." Then up he got with a light heart, free
from all his troubles, and walked on till he reached his
mothers house, and told her how very easy the road to
good luck was.
-,N
'Na
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TOM THUMB.
TOM THUMB.*
A POOR woodman sat in his cottage one night,
smoking his pipe by the fireside, while his wife sat by
his side spinning. "How lonely it is, wife," said he,
The Daumesdick of Grimm; from Miihlheim, on the Rhine,
In this tale the hero appears in his humblest domestic capacity; but
there are others in which he plays a most important and heroic cha-
racter, as the outwitter and vanquisher of giants and other powerful
enemies, the favourite of fortune, and the winner of the hands of kings'
daughters. There are several stories in Grimm's collection illustrative
of the worth and ancient descent of the personage who appears, with
the same general characteristics, under the various names in England
of Tom Thumb, Tom-a-lyn, Tam-lane, Tommel-finger, &c.; in Ger-
many, of Daumesdick, Diumling, Daumerling, and Dummling (for
though the latter word is used in a different and independent sense, we
incline to think it originally the same); in Austria, of Daumenlang;
in Denmark, of Svend Tomling, or Swain Tomling; and father north,
as the Thaumlin, or dwarfish hero of Scandinavia.
We must refer to the Quarterly Review, No. XLr., for a specula-
tion as to the connexion of Tom's adventures, particularly that with
the cow, with some of the mysteries of Indian mythology. It must
suffice here briefly to notice the affinities which some of the present
stories bear to the earliest Northern traditions, leaving the reader to
determine whether, as Hearne concludes, our hero was King Edgar's
page, or, as tradition says, ended his course and found his last home
at Lincoln.
In one of the German stories now before us, his first wandering is
through the recesses of a glove, to escape his mother's anger. So
Thor, in the twenty-third fable of the Edda, reposes in the giant's
glove. In another story-our Thumbling" (" Der junge Riese")
-the hero is in his youth a thumb long; but, being nurtured by a
giant, acquires wonderful power, and passes through a variety of ad-
ventures, resembling at various times those of Siegfried, or Sigurd (the
doughty champion, who, according to the Heldenbuch, caught the
lions in the woods, and hung them over the walls by their tails "),of
Thor, and of Grettir (the hero who kpt geese on the common); an,
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as he puffed out a long curl of smoke, "for you and me
to sit here by ourselves, without any children to play
about and amuse us, while other people seem so, happy
corresponding with the achievements ascribed in England to his name-
sake, to Jack the Giant-killer, and Tom Hycophric (whose sphere of
Action Hearne would limit to the contracted boundaries of Tylney in
Norfolk), and in the Servian tale, quoted by MM. Grimm from
Schottky, given to "the son of the bear," Medvedovitsh.
He serves the smith, whose history as the Velint (or Weyland) of
Northern fable is well known; outwits, like Eulenspiegel (Owl-glass),
those who are by nature his betters; wields a weapon as powerful as
Thor's hammer; and, like his companion, is somewhat impregnable
to tolerably rude attacks. He is equally voracious, too, with Loke,
whose "art consisted in eating more than any other man in the
world," -and with the son of Odin, when busk'd as a bride so fair,"
in the Song of Thrym,-
Betimes at evening he approached,
And the mantling ale the giants broached;
The spouse of Sifia ate alone
Eight salmons and an ox full grown,
And all the cates on which women feed,
And drank three firkins of sparkling mead."
HERBERT's Icelandic Poetry, i. p. 6.
In our Thumbling," also, a mill-stone is treacherously thrown upon
him, while employed in digging at the bottom of a well. Driveaway
the hens," said he; they scratch the sand about till it flies into my
eyes." So in the Edda, the Giant Skrymmer only notices the dread-
ful blows of Thor's hammer as the falling of a leaf, or some other
trifling matter. In the English story of Jack the Giant-killer, Jack,
under similar circumstances, says that a rat had given him three or
four slaps with his tail.
In the story of Heads Off" (or The King of the Golden
Mountain ") it will be seen how the giants are outwitted and deprived
of the great Northern treasures, the tarn-kap, the shoes, and the
sword, which are equally renowned in the records of the Niebelungen-
lied and Niflunga Saga, and in our own Jack the Giant-killer. The
other Thumb tales are full of such adventures. They are all exceed-
ingly curious, and deserve to be brought together in one view, as
forming a very singular group.
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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! 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 odd as you may think it--it
came to pass that this good woman's wish was fulfilled,
just in the very way she had wished it; for, not long
afterwards, she had a little boy, who was quite healthy
and strong, but was 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 Thomas Thumb.
SThey gave him plenty of, food, yet for all they could
do he never grew bigger, but kept just the same size as
he had been 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 woodman 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." "Oh, father," cried Tom, "I will take care
of that; the cart shall be in the wood by the time you
, want it?' Then the woodman 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 once."
When the time came the mother harnessed the
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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: and thus
the horse went on just as well as if the woodman had
driven it himself 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 I" said one; there
is a cart going along, and I hear a carter talking to the
horse, but yet I can see no one." "That is queer,
indeed," 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 horse's ear, and 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 urchin 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 up 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
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whispered in his ear, "-Take the money, father, and let
them have me; I'll soon come back to you."
So the woodman at last said he would sell Tom to
the strangers for a large piece of gold, and they paid the
price. "Where would you like to sit ?" said one of
them. Oh, put me on the rim of your hat; that will
be a nice gallery for mie; 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, arid
then the little man said, Let me get down, I'm tired."
So the man took off his hat, and put 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, my
masters !" said he; "I'm off! mind and look sharp
after me the next time." Then they ran at once to the
place, and poked the ends of their sticks into the mouse-
hole, but all in vain; Tom only crawled farther and
farther in; and at last it became quite dark, so that
they were forced to go their way without their prize, as
sulky as could be.
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 undoubtedly 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
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passing by, chatting together; and one said to the
other, How can we rob that rich parson's house of his
silver and gold ?" "I'll tell you," cried Tom. "What-
noise was that?" said the thief, frightened; ." Im sure
I heard some one speak." They stood still listening,
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," an-
swered he, "and listen where the sound comes from."
At last the thieves found him out, and lifted him up in
their hands. You little urchin !" they said, 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 anybody." But Tom seemed as if he did not
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 up in her bed and listened. Meantime
the thieves were frightened, and ran off a little way;
but at last they plucked up their hearts, 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 roguish jokes; but
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TOM THUMB.
throw us 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 came back, Tom had slipt off into the
barn; and when she 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 snug place to finish his night's rest in; so
he laid himself down, meaning to sleep till daylight,
and then find his way home to his father and mother.
But alas I how woefully was he undone I what crosses
and sorrows happen to us all in this world I The cook
got up early, before day-break, to feed the cows; and
going straight to the hay-loft, carried away a large
bundle of hay, with the little man in the middle of it,
fast asleep. He still, however, slept on, and did not
awake till he found himself in the mouth of the cow;
for the cook had put the hay into the cow's rick, and
the cow had taken Tom up in a mouthful of it. Good
lack-a-day I" said he, "how came I to tumble into the
mill?" But he soon found out where he really was;
and was forced to have all his wits about him, 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
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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 left for him became smaller and smaller. At
last he cried out as loud as he could, "Don't bring me
any more hay I Don't bring me any more hay I"
The maid happened to be just then milking the
cow; and hearing some one speak, but 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. As soon as
she could pick herself up out of the dirt, she ran off as
fast as she could to her master the parson, and said,
"Sir, sir, the cow is talking!" But the parson said,
"Woman, thou art surely mad I" However, he went
with her into the cow-house, to try and see what was
the matter.
Scarcely had they set their foot on the threshold,
when Tom called out, Don't bring me anymore hay l"
Then the parson himself was frightened; and thinking
the cow was surely bewitched, told his man to kill her
on the spot. So the cow was killed, and cut up; 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, fresh ill-luck befell him. A
hungry wolf sprang out, and swallowed up the whole
stomach, with Tom in it, at one gulp, and ran away.
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Tom, however, was 'still 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 own father's house: "you
can crawl through the drain into the kitchen, and then
into the pantry, and there you will find cakes, ham,
beef, cold chicken, roast pig, apple-dumplings, and
every thing that your heart can wish."
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 then into the pantry,
and ate and drank there to his heart's content. As soon
as he had had enough, he wanted to get away; but he
had eaten so much that he could not go out by the
same way that he came in.
This was just what Tom had reckoned upon; and
now he began to set up a great shout, making all the
noise he could. "Will you be easy?" said the wolf:
"you'll awaken everybody in the house if you make
such a clatter." 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 began again, singing and
shouting as loud as he could.
The woodman and his wife being awakened by the
noise, peeped through a crack in the door; but when
they saw that a wolf ivas there, you may well suppose
that they were sadly frightened; and the woodman ran
for his axe, and gave his wife a scythe. Do you stay
behind," said the woodman, and when I have knocked
L
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him on the head you must rip him up with the scythe."
Tom heard all this said, and cried out, Father, father!
I am'here, the wolf has swallowed me." And his father
said, "Heaven be-praised I 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 ws' 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, I
think, in-one way or other, since we parted; and now
I am very glad to come home and get fresh air again."
"Why,. where .have you been?" said his father. "I
have beeh in a .mouse-hole,-arid in a snail-shell,-and
down a cow's throat,--and in the wolf's belly; and yet
here I am again, safe and sound." .
"Well," said they, "you' are come back, and we
will not sell you again for all the riches in the world."
: Then they hugged and kissed.their dear little son,
and gave him plenty to eat and drink, for he was very
hungry; and then they fetched. new clothes for him,
for his old ones had been quite, spoiled on his journey.
So Master Thumb stayed at home with his father and
mother, in peace; for though: he had been so great a
traveller, and had done and seen so many fine things,
and was fond enough of telling the whole story, he
always agreed that, after all,-There's no place like
HME !
Evening the Seventh
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SNOW-DROP-THE FOUR CRAFTS-MEN-CAT-SKIN.
SNOW-DROP.*
IT was the middle of winter, when the broad flakes
of snow were falling around, that the queen of. a country
many thousand miles off sat working at her window.
"Sneo-wittchen of Grimm; told with several minor variations
in Hesse : also at Vienna, with more important alterations. In one
version, Spiegel (the glass) is the name of a dog, who performs the
part of the queen's monitor. The wish of the queen, which opens this
story, has been illustrated in the Altdeutsche Wiilder, vol. i. p. 1, in a
4.
X.. .m-
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The frame of the window was made of fine black ebony,
and as she was looking out upon the snow, she pricked
her finger, and three drops of blood fell upon it. Then
she gazed thoughtfully upon the red drops that sprin-
kled the white snow, and said, Would that my little
daughter may be as white as that snow, as red as that
blood, and as black as this ebony window-frame 1" And
so the little girl really did grow up; her skin was as
white as snow, her cheeks as rosy as the blood, and her
hair as black as ebony; and she was called Snow-drop.
dissertation on a curious passage in Wolfram von Eschenbach's
romance of Parcifal, where the hero bursts forth into a pathetic allu-
sion to his lady's charms, on seeing drops of blood fallen on snow, -
"Trois gotes de fires sane,
SQui enluminoient le blanc,"
as Chretien de Troyes expresses it in the French romance on the same
subject,-
.. panse tant, qu'il s'oblie;
Ausins estoit en son avis
Li vermauz sor le blanc asis,
Come les gotes de sane furent,
Qui desor le blanc aparurent;
Au l'esgarder, que il faisoit,
Li est avis, tant li pleisoit,
Qu'il veist la color novelle
De la face s'amie belle."
Several parallel wishes are selected from the ancient traditionary
stories of different countries, from the !rish legend of Deirda and
Navis, the son of Visneach, in Keating's History of Ireland, to the
Neapolitan stories in Pentamerone, iv. 9, and v. 8.
"0 cielo !" says the hero in the latter, e non porria havere un
mogliere acossi janco, e rossa, comme e chella preta, e che havesse li
capello e le ciglia.acossi negro, comme fo le penne di chisto cuervo,"
&c. The unfading corpse placed in the glass coffin is to be found also
in the Pentamerone, ii. 8 (la Schiavottella) : and in Haralds Saga.
Sniifridr, his beauteous wife, dies, but her countenance changes not,
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SNOW-DROP.
But this queen died; and the king s-on married
another wife, who became queen, and was very beau-
tiful, but so vain that she could not bear to think that
any one could be handsomer than she was. She had
a fairy looking-glass, to which she used to go, and then
the would gaze upon herself in it, and say,
"Tell me, glass, tell me true !
Of all the ladies in the land,
Who is fairest ? tell me, who ?"
And the glass had always answered,
Thou, queen, art the fairest in all the land."
its bloom continuing; and the king sits by the body, watching it three
years.
The dwarfs who appear in this story are of genuine Northern de-
scent. They are Metallarii, live in mountains, and are of the benevo-
lent class; for it must be particularly observed-thatthis, and the mis-
chievous race, are 'clearly distinguishable. The Heldenbuch says,
" God produced the dwarfs, because the mountains lay waste and use-
less, and valuable stores of silver and gold, with gems and pearls, were
concealed in them. Therefore he made them right wise and crafty,
that they could distinguish good and bad, and to what use all things
should be applied. They knew the use of gems; that some of them
gave strength to the wearer; others made him invisible, which were
called fog-caps: therefore God gave art and wisdom to them, so that
they built them hollow hills," &c. (Illustrations of Northern Anti-
quities, p. 41.) The most beautiful example of the ancient Teutonic
romance is that which contains the adventures, and the description of
the abode in the mountains, of Laurin the King of the Dwarfs. Those
who wish to obtain full and accurate information on the various species,
habitss, and manners of these sons of the'mountains, may consult Olaus
Magnus, or, at far greater length, the Anthropodemus Plutonicus of
Praetorius.
We ought to observe that this story has been somewhat shortened
by us, the style of telling it in the original being rathQr diffuse; and
we have not entered into the particulars of the queen's death, which in
the German is occasioned by the truly Northern punishment of being
obliged to dance in red-hot slippers or shoes.
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But Snow-drop grew 'more and more beautiful;
and when she was seven years old she was as bright
as the day, and fairer than the queen herself. Then
the glass one day answered the queen, when she went
to look in it as usual,
Thou, queen, art fair, and beauteous to see,
But Snow-drop is lovelier far than thee !"
When she heard this, she turned pale with rage and
envy; and called to one of her servants and said,
"Take Snow-drop away into the wide wood, that I
may never see her any more." Then the servant led
her away; but his heart melted when Snow-drop
begged him to spare her life, and he said, "I will not
hurt thee, thou pretty child." So he left her by her-
self; and though he thought it most likely that the
wild beasts would tear her in pieces, he felt as if a
great weight were taken off his heart when he had made
up his mind not to kill her but to leave her to her
fate, with the chance of some one finding and saving
her.
Then poor Snow-drop wandered along through the
wood in great fear; and the wild beasts roared about
her, but none did her any harm. In the evening she
came to a cottage among the hills; and went in to rest,
for her little feet would carry her no further. Every
thing was spruce and neat in the cottage: on the table
was spread a white cloth, and there were seven little
plates, with seven little loaves, and seven little glasses
with wine in them; and seven knives and forks laid in
order; and by the wall stood seven little beds. As she
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was very hungry, she picked a little piece off each loaf
and drank a very little wine out of each glass; and after
that she thought she would lie down and rest. So she
tried all the little beds; but one was too long, and an-
other was too short, till at last the seventh suited her:
and there she laid herself down and went to sleep.
By and by in came the masters of the cottage
Now they were seven little dwarfs, that lived among the
mountains, and dug and searched about for gold. They
lighted up their seven lamps, and saw at once that all
was not right. The first said, Who has been sitting
on my stool ?" The second, Who has been eating off
my plate ?" The third, "Who has been picking my
bread ?" The fourth, "Who has been meddling with
my spoon ?" The fifth, ."Who has been handling my
fork ?" The sixth, "Who has been cutting with my
knife?" The seventh, "Who has been drinking my
wine ?" Then the first looked round and said, "Who
has been lying on my bed?" And the rest came
running to him, and every one cried out that some-
body had been upon his bed. But the seventh saw
Snow-drop, and called all his brethren to come and see
her;, and they cried out with wonder and astonishment,
and brought their lamps -to look at her, and said,
" Good HeavensI what a lovely child she isI" And
they were very glad to see her, and took care not to
4ake her; and the seventh dwarf slept ap hour with
each of the other dwarfs in turn, till the night was
gone.
In the morning Snow-drop told them all her story;
and they pitied her, and said if she would keep all
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things in order, and cook and wash, and knit and spin
for them, she might stay where she was, and they would
take good care of her. Then they went out all day
long to their work, seeking for gold and.silver in the
mountains: but Snow-drop was left at home; and they
warned her, and said, "The queen will soon find out
where you are, so take care and let no one in."
But the queen, now that she thought Snow-drop was
dead, believed that she must be the handsomest lady in
the land; and she went to her glass and said,
"Tell me, glass, tell me true!
Of all the ladies in the land,
Who is fairest ? tell me, who ?"
And the glass answered,
"Thou, queen, art the fairest in all this land:
But over the hills, in the greenwood shade,
Where the seven dwarfs their dwelling have made,
There Snow-drop is hiding her head and she
Is lovelier far, O queen than thee.'
Then the queen was very much frightened; for she
knew that the glass always spoke the truth, and was
sure that the servant had betrayed her. And she
could not bear to think that any one lived who was
more beautiful than she was; so she dressed herself up
as an old pedler, and went her way over the hills, to
the place where the dwarfs dwelt. Then she knocked
at the door, and cried, "Fine wares to sell!" Snoy
drop looked out at the window, and said, "Good day,
good woman! what have you to sell? "Good wares,
fine wares," said she; "laces and bobbins of.all co-
lours." "I will let the old lady, in; she seems to be
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SNOW-DROP.
a very good sortof body," thought Snow-drop; so she
ran down and unbolted the door. "Bless me I" said
the old woman, "how badly your stays are.laced Let
me lace them up with one of my nice new laces."
Snow-drop did not dream of any mischief; so she stood
up before the old woman; but she set to work so nim-
bly, and pulled the lace so tight, that Snbw-drop's
breath was stopped, and she fell down as if she were
dead. "There's an'end to all thy beauty," said the
spiteful'queen, and went away home.
In the evening the seven dwarfs came home; and I
need not say how grieved they were to see their faithful
Snow-drop stretched out upon the ground, as if she
were quite dead. However, they lifted her up, and
when they found what ailed her, they cut the lace; and
in a little time she began to breathe, and very soon
came to life again. Then they said, "The old woman
was the queen herself; take care another time, and let
no one in when we are away."
When the queen got home, she went straight to
her glass, and spoke to'it as before; but to her great
grief it still said,
Thou, queen, art the fairest in all this land:
But over the hills, in the greenwood shade,
Where the seven dwarfs their dwelling have made,
There Snow-drop is hiding her head ; and she
Is lovelier far, 0 queen than thee."
Then' the blood ran cold in her heart with spite and
malice, to see that Snow-drop still lived; and she
dressed herself up again, but in quite another dress
from the one she.wore before, and took with her a poi-
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soned comb. When she reached .the dwarfs' cottage,
she knocked at the door, and cried, "Fine wares to
sell I" But Snow-drop said, "I dare not let any one
in." Then the queen said, Only look at my beauti-
ful combs I" and gave her the poisoned one. And it
looked so pretty, that she took it up. and put it into her
hair to try it; but the moment it touched her head,
the poison was so powerful that she fell down senseless.
"There you may lie," said the queen, and went her
way. But by good luck the dwarfs came in very early
that evening; and when they saw Snow-drop lying on
the ground, they thought what had happened, and soon
found the poisoned comb. And when they took it
away she got well, and told them all' that had passed;
and they warned her once more not to open the door to
any one.
Meantime the. queen went home to her glass, and
shook with rage when she read the very same answer as
before; and she said, Snow-drop shall die, if it costs
me my life." So she went by herself into her chamber,
and got ready a poisoned apple: the outside looked
very rosy and tempting, but whoever tasted it was sure
to die. Then she dressed herself up as a -peasant's
wife, and travelled over the hills to the dwarfs' cottage,
and knocked at the door; but Snow-drop put her head
out of the window and said, I dare not let any one in,
for the dwarfs have told me not." "Do as you please,"
said the old woman, but at any rate take this pretty
apple; I will give it you." "No." said Snow-drop,
" I dare not take it." "You silly girl!" answered the
other, "what are you afraid of? do you think it is
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poisoned ? Come! do you eat one part, and I will eat
the other." 'Now the apple was so made up that one
side was good, though the other side was poisoned.
Then Snow-drop was much tempted to taste, for the
apple looked so very nice; and when she saw the old
woman eat, she could wait no longer. But she had
scarcely put the piece into her mouth, when she fell
down dead upon the ground. "This time nothing
will save thee," said the queen; and she went home to
her glass, and at-last it. said,
Thou, queen, art the fairest of all the fair."
And then her wicked heart was glad, and as happy as
such a heart could be. '
When evening came, and the dwarfs had got home,
they found Snow-drop lying on the ground: no breath
came from her lips, and they were afraid that: she 'was
quite dead. They lifted her up, and combed her hair,
and washed her face with wine and water; but all was
in vain, for the little girl seemed quite dead. So they
laid her down upon a bier, and all seven watched and
bewailed her three whole days; and then they thought
they would bury her: but her cheeks were still rosy,
and her face' looked just as it did while she was alive;
so they said, "We will never bury her in the cold
ground." And they made a coffin of glass, so that
they might still look at her, and wrote upon it in
golden letters what her name was, and that she was a
king's daughter. And the coffin was set among the
hills, and one of the dwarfs always sat by it and
watched. And the birds of the air came too, and
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bemoaned Snow-drop: and first of all came an owl, and
then a raven, and at last a dove, and sat by her side.
And thus Snow-drop lay for a long, long time, and
still only looked as though she were asleep; for she was
even now as white as snow, and as red as blood, and as
black as ebony. At last a prince came and called at the
dwarfs' house; and he saw Snow-drop, and read what
was written in golden letters. Then he offered the
dwarfs money, and prayed and besought them to let him
take her away; but they said, "We will not part with
her for all the gold in the world." At last, however,
they had pity on him, and gave him the coffin; but the
moment he lifted it up to carry it home with him, the
piece of apple fell from between her lips, and Snow-
drop awoke, and said, Where am I ?' And the prince
said, "Thou art quite safe with me."
Then he told her all that had happened, and said,
"I love you far better than all the world; so come with
me to my father's palace, and you shall be my wife."
And Snow-drop consented, and went home with the
prince; and everything was got ready with great pomp
and splendour for their wedding.
To the feast was asked, among the rest, Snow-drop's
old enemy the queen; and as she was dressing herself in
fine rich clothes, she looked in the glass and said,
Tell me, glass, tell me true I
Of all the ladies in the land,
Who is fairest? tell me, who ?"
And the glass answered,
"Thou, lady, art loveliest here, I ween;
But lovelier far is the new-made queen."
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When she heard this she started with rage; but her
envy and curiosity were so great, that she could not
help setting 'out to see the bride. And when she got
there, and saw that it was no other than Snow-drop,
who, as she thought, had been dead a long while, she
choked with rage, and fell down and died: but Snow-
drop and the prince lived and reigned happily over that
land many, many years; and sometimes they went up
into the mountains, and paid a visit to the little dwarfs,
who had been so kind to Snow-drop in her time of need.
THE FOUR CRAFTS-MEN.*
"DEAR children," said a poor man to his four sons,
"I have nothing to give you; you must go out into
the wide world and try your luck. Begin by learning
some craft or another, and see how you can get on."
So the four brothers took their walking-sticks in their
hands, and their little bundles on their shoulders, and
after bidding their father good-bye, went all out at the
gate together. When they had got on some way they
came to four cross-ways, each leading to a different
country. Then the eldest said, Here-we must part;
Of Grimm, from Paderborn. There is a story exceedingly like
this in the Pentamerone, v. 7, Li cinco Figlie;" and in Straparola,
vii. 5. In another old German stnry, a smith arrives at such per-
fection as to shoe a fly with a golden shoe, and twenty-four nails to
each foot. In the Persian Tuhti Nameh there is also a story closely
resembling the one before us. In one of the North-French fabliaux,
we recollect that the thief is so dexterous as to steal off his companion's
breeches without his observation.
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but this day four years we will come back to this spot;
and in the meantime each must try what he can do for
himself."
So each brother went his way; and as the eldest
was hastening on a man met him, and asked him where
he was going, and what he wanted. "I am going to
try my luck in the world, and should like to begin by
learning some art or trade," answered he. "Then,"
said the man, go with me, and I will teach you how
to become the cunningest thief that ever was." No,"
said the other, that is not an honest calling, and what
can one look to earn by it in the end but the gallows ?"
Oh !" said the man, you need not fear the gallows;
for I will only teach you to steal what will be fair game:
I meddle with nothing.but what no one else can get or
care anything about, and where no one can find you
out." So the young man agreed to follow his trade,
and he soon showed himself so clever, that nothing could
escape him that he had once set his mind upon.
The second brother also met a man, who, when he
found out what he was setting out upon, asked him
what craft he meant to follow. I do not know yet,"
said he. "Then come with me, and be a star-gazer.
It is a noble art, for nothing can be hidden from you,
when once you understand the stars." The plan pleased
him much, and he soon became such a skilful star-
gazer, that when he had served out his time, and
wanted to leave his master, he gave him a glass, and
said, With this you can see all that is passing in the
sky and on earth, and nothing can be hidden from you."
The third brother met a huntsman, who took him
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with him, and taught him so well all that belonged to
hunting, that he became very clever in the craft of the
woods; and when he left his master he gave him a bow,
and said, "Whatever you shoot at with this bow you
will be sure to hit."
The youngest brother likewise met a man'who
asked him what he wished to do. "Would not you
like," said he, "to be a tailor ?" "Oh, no said the
young man; "sitting cross-legged from morning to
night, working backwards and forwards with a needle
and goose, will never suit me." "Oh! answered the
man, "that is not my sort of tailoring; come with
me, and you will learn quite another kind of craft from
that." Not knowing what better to do, he came into
the plan, and learnt tailoring from the beginning; and
when he left his master, he gave him a needle, and
said, you can sew anything with this, be it as soft as
an egg or as hard as steel; and the joint will be so fine
that no seam will be seen."
After the space of four years, at the time agreed
upon, the four brothers met at the four cross-roads;
and having welcomed each other, set off towards their
father's home, where they told him all that had hap-
pened to them, and how each had learned some craft."
Then, one day, as they were sitting before the
house under a very high tree, the father said, "I should
like to try what each of you can do in this way." So
he looked up, and said to the second son, "At the top
of this tree there is a chaffinch's nest; tell me how
many eggs there are in it." The star-gazer took his
glass, looked up, and said, "Five." "Now," said the
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father to the eldest son, take away the eggs without
letting the bird that is sitting upon them and hatching
them know anything of what you are doing." So the
cunning thief climbed up the tree, and brought away
to his father the five eggs from under the bird; and it
never saw or felt what he was doing, but kept sitting on
at its ease. Then the father took the eggs, and put
one on each corner of the table, and the fifth in the
middle; and said to the huntsman, "Cut all the eggs
in two pieces at one shot." The huntsman took up
his bow, and at one shot struck all the five eggs as his
father wished. "Now comes your turn," said he to
the young tailor; "sew the eggs and the young birds
in them together again, so neatly that the shot shall
have done them no harm." Then the tailor took his
needle, and sewed the eggs as he was told; and when
he had done, the thief was sent to take them back to
the nest, and put them under the bird without its
knowing it. Then she went on sitting, and hatched
them; and in a few days they crawled out, and had only
a little red streak across their necks, where the tailor
had sewn them together.
"Well done, sons! said the old man: "you have
made good use of your time, and learnt something
worth the knowing; but I,am sure I do not know
which ought to have the prize. Oh! that a time might
soon come for you to turn your skill to some account!"
Not long after this there was a great bustle in the
country; for the king's daughter had been carried off
by a mighty dragon, and the king mourned over his
loss day and night, and made it known that whoever
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brought her back to him should have her for a wife.
Then the four brothers said to each other, Here is a
chance for us; let us try what we can-do." And they
agreed to see whether they could not set the princess
free. "I will soon find out where she is, however,"
said the star-gazer, as he looked through his glass:
and he soon cried out, "I see her afar off, sitting upon
a rock in the sea; and I can spy the dragon close by,
guarding her." Then he went to the king, and asked
for a ship for himself ad his brothers; and they sailed
together over the sea, till they came to the right place.
There they found the princess sitting, as the star-gazer
had said, on the rock; and'the dragon was lying asleep,
with his head upon her lap. "I dare not shoot at
him," said the huntsman, "for I should kill the beau-
tiful young lady also." "Then I will try my skill,"
said the thief; and went and stole 'her away from
under the dragon, so quietly and gently that the beast
did not know it, but went on snoring.
Then away they hastened with her full of joy in
their boat towards the ship; but soon came the dragon
roaring behind them through the air; for he awoke
and missed the princess. But when he got over the
boat, and wanted to pounce upon them and carry off
the princess, the huntsman took up his bow and shot
him straight through the heart, so that he fell down
dead. They were still not safe; for he was such a
great beast that in his fall he overset the boat, and
they had to swim in the open sea upon a few planks.
So the tailor took his needle, and with a few large
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stitches put some of the planks together; and he sat
down upon these, and sailed about and gathered up all
the pieces of the boat; and then tacked them together
so quickly that the boat was soon ready, and they then
reached the ship and got home safe.
S When they had brought home the princess to her
father, there was great rejoicing; and he said to the
four brothers, "One of you shall marry her, but you
must settle amongst yourselves which it is to be."
Then there arose a quarrel between them; and' the
star-gazer said, If I had not found the princess out,
all your skill would.have been of no use; therefore she
ought to be mine." "Your seeing her would have
been of no use," said the thief, if I had not taken
her away from the dragon; therefore she ought to be
mine." ."No, she is mine," said the huntsman; "for
if I had not killed the dragon, he would, after all, have
torn you and the princess into pieces." "And if I had
not sewn the boat together again," said the tailor,
"you would all have been drowned; therefore she is
mine." Then the king put in a word, and said, "Each
of you is right; and as all cannot have the young lady,
the best way is for neither of you to have her: for the
truth is, there is somebody she likes a great deal better.
But to make up for your loss, I will give each of you,
as a reward for his skill, half a kingdom." So the
brothers agreed that this plan would be much better
than either quarrelling or marrying a lady who had no
mind to have them. And the king then gave -to each
half a kingdom, as he had said; and they lived very
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happily the rest of their days, and took good care of
their father; *and somebody took better care of the
young lady, than to let either the dragon or one of the
Craftsmen have her again.
CAT-SKIN.*
THERE was once a king, whose queen had hair of
the purest gold, and was so beautiful that her match
was not to be met with on the whole face of the earth.
But this beautiful queen fell ill, and when she felt that
her end drew near, she called the king to her and said,
"Promise me that you will never marry again, unless you
meet with a wife who is as beautiful as I am, and who has
golden hair like mine." Then when the king in his grief
had promised all she asked, she shut her eyes and died.
But the king was not to be comforted, and for a long
The "Allerlei-rauh of MM. Grimm; a Hessian and Pader-
born tale. It is known as Perrault's Peau d'Ane," and as Ll'orza,'
of the Pentameron, i. 6.-See also Straparola, i. 4.
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time never thought of taking another wife. At last,
however, his wise men said, "This will not do; the
king must marry again, that we may have a queen."
So messengers were sent far and wide, to seek for a
bride as beautiful as the late queen. But there was no
princess in the world so beautiful; and if there had
been, still there was not one to be found who had
golden hair. So the messengers came home, and had
had all their trouble for nothing.
Now the king had a daughter, who was just as
beautiful as her mother, and had the same golden hair.
And when she was grown up, the king looked at her
and saw that she was just like his late queen: then he
said to his courtiers, May I not marry my daughter ?
she is the very image of my dead wife: unless I have
her, I shall not find any bride upon the whole earth,
and you say there must be a queen." When the
courtiers heard this they were shocked, and said,
" Heaven forbid that a father should marry his
daughter Out of so great a sin no good can come."
And his daughter was also shocked, but hoped the
king would soon give up such thoughts: so she said
to him, "Before I marry any one I must have three
dresses: one must be of gold, like the sun; another
must be of shining silver, like the moon; and a third
must be dazzling as the stars: besides this, I want a
mantle of a thousand different kinds of fur put toge-
ther, to which every beast in the kingdom must give a
part of his skin." And thus she thought he would
think of the matter no more. But the'king made the
most skilful workmen in his kingdom weave the three
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dresses: one golden, like the sun; another silvery, like
the moon; and a third sparkling, like the stars : and
his hunters were told to hunt out all the beasts in his
kingdom, and to take the finest fur out of their skins:
and thus a mantle of a thousand furs was made.
When all were ready, the king sent them to her;
but she got up in the night when all were asleep, and
took three of her trinkets, a golden ring, a golden
necklace, and a golden brooch; and packed the three
dresses-of the sun, the moon, and the stars-up in
a nut-shell, and wrapped herself up in the mantle made
of all sorts of fur, and besmeared her face and hands
with soot. Then she threw herself upon Heaven for
help in her need, and went away, and journeyed on the
whole night, till at last she came to a large wood. As
she was very tired, she sat herself down in the hollow
of a tree and soon fell asleep: and there she slept on
till it was mid-day.
Now as the king to whom the wood belonged was
hunting in it, his dogs came to the tree, and began
to snuff about, and run round and round, and bark.
"Look sharp! said the king to the huntsmen, "and
see what sort of game lies there." And the huntsmen
ut e t up to the tree, and when they came back again said,
"In the hollow tree there lies a most wonderful beast,
such as we never saw before; its skin seems to be of a
thousand kinds of fur, but there it lies fast asleep."
"See," said the king, "if you can catch it alive, and
we will take it with us." So the huntsmen took it up,
and the maiden awoke and was greatly frightened, and
said, I am a poor child that has neither father nor
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mother left; have pity on me and take me with you."
Then they said, "Yes, Miss Cat-skin, you will do for
the kitchen; you can sweep up the ashes, and do
things of .that sort." So they put her into the coach,
and took her home to the kings palace. Then they
showed her a little corner under the staircase, where no
light of day ever peeped in, and said, Cat-skin, you
may lie and sleep there." And she was sent into the
kitchen, and made to fetch wood and water, to blow
the fire, pluck the poultry, pick the herbs, sift the
ashes, and do all the dirty work.
Thus Cat-skin lived for a long time very sorrow-
fully. "Ah I pretty princess !" thought she, "what
will now become of thee ?" But it happened one day
that a feast was to be held in the king's castle; so she
said to the cook, May I go up a little while and see
what is going on ? I will take care and stand behind
the door." And the cook said, "Yes, you may go, but
be back again in half an hour's time, to rake out the
ashes." Then she took her little lamp, and went into
her cabin, and took off the fur skin, and washed the
soot from off her face and hands, so that her beauty
shone forth like the sun from behind the clouds. She
next opened her nut-shell, and brought out of it the dress
that shone like the sun, and so went to the feast.
Every one made way for her, for nobody knew her,
and they thought she could be no less than a king's
daughter. But the king came up to her, and held out
his hand and danced with her; and he thought in his
heart, I never saw any one half so beautiful."
When the dance was at an end she courtesied; and
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when the king looked round for her, she was gone, no
one knew whither. The guards that stood at the castle
gate were called in: but they had seen no one. The
truth was, that she had run into her little cabin, pulled
off her dress, blackened her face and,hands, put on the
fur-skin cloak, and was Cat-skin again. When she
went into the kitchen to her work, and began to rake
the ashes, the cook said, "Let that alone till the
morning, and heat the king's soup; I should like to
run up now and give a peep : but take care you don't
let a hair fall into it, or you will run a chance of never
eating again."
As soon as the cook went away, Cat-skin heated the
king's soup, and toasted a slice of bread first, as nicely
as ever she could; and when it was ready, she went
and looked in the cabin for her little golden ring, and
put it into the dish in which the soup was. When the
dance was over, the king ordered his soup to be brought
in; and it pleased him so well, that he thought he had
never tasted any so good before. At the bottom he
saw a gold ring lying; and as he could not make out
how it had got there, he ordered the cook to be sent
for. The cook was frightened when he heard the order,
and said to Cat-skin, "You must have let a hair fall
into the soup; if it be so, you will have a good beating."
Then he went before the king, and he asked him who
had cooked the soup. "I did," answered the cook.
But the king said, That, is not true; it was better
done than you could do it." Then he answered, "To
tell the truth I did not cook it, but Cat-skin did."
"Then let Cat-skin come up," said the king: and
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when she came he said to her, Who are you?" I
am a poor child," said she, "that has lost both father
and mother." How came you in my palace ?" asked
he. "Iam good for nothing," said she, :"but to be
scullion-girl, and to have boots and shoes thrown at my
head." "But how did you get the ring that was in
the soup ?" asked the king. Then she would not own
that she knew anything about the ring; so the king
sent her away again about her business.
After a time there was another feast, and Cat-skin
asked the cook to let her go up and see it as before.
" Yes," said he, but come back again in half-an-hour,
and cook the king the soup that he likes so much."
Then she ran to her little cabin, washed herself quickly,
and took her dress out which was silvery as the moon,
and put it on; and when she went in, looking like a
king's daughter, the king went up to her, and rejoiced
at seeing her again, and when the dance began' he
danced with her. After the dance was at an end she
managed to slip out, so slily that the king did not see
where she was gone; but she sprang into her little
cabin, and made herself into Cat-skin again, and went
into the kitchen to cook the soup. Whilst the cook
was above stairs, she got the golden necklace and
dropped it into the soup; then it was brought to the
king, who ate it, and it pleased him as well as before;
so he sent for the cook, who was again forced to tell
him that Cat-skin had cooked it. Cat-skin was brought
again before the king, but she still told him that she
was only fit to have boots and shoes thrown at her
head.
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But when the king had ordered a feast to be got
ready for the third time, it happened just the same as
before. "You must be a witch, Cat-skin," said the
cook; for you always put something into your soup,
so that it pleases the king better than mine." How-
ever, he let her go up as before. Then she put on the
dress which sparkled.like the stars, and went into the
ball-room in it; and the king danced with her again,
and thought she had never looked so beautiful as she
did then. So whilst he was dancing with her, he put
a gold ring on her finger without her seeing it, and
ordered that the dance should be kept up a long time.
When it was at an end, he would have held her fast by
the hand, but she slipped away, and sprang so quickly
through the crowd that he lost sight of her: and she
ran as fast as she could into her little cabin under the
stairs. But this time she kept away too long, and
stayed beyond the half-hour; so she had not time to
take off her fine dress, but threw her fur mantle over
it, and in her haste did not blacken herself all over
with soot, but left one of her fingers white.
Then she ran into the kitchen, and cooked the king's
soup; and as soon as the cook was gone, she put the
golden brooch into the dish. When the king got to
the bottom, he ordered Cat-skin to be called once more,
and soon saw the white finger, and the ring that he
had put on it whilst they were dancing : so he seized
her hand, and kept fast hold of it, and when she
wanted to loose herself and spring away, the fur cloak
fell off a little on one side, and the starry dress sparkled
underneath it.
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Then he got hold of the fur and tore it off, and her
golden hair and beautiful form were seen, and she could
no longer hide herself: so she washed the soot and
ashes from off her face, and showed herself to be the
most beautiful princess upon the face of the earth.
But the king said, "You are my beloved bride, and we
will never more be parted from each other." And the
wedding feast was held, and a merry day it was, as
ever was heard of or seen in that country, or indeed
in any other.
GERMAN SONG.
TO THE MARIEN-WURMCHEN, OR LADY-BIRD.
LADY-BIRD Lady-bird! pretty one, stay:
Come sit on my finger, so happy and gay;
With mie 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 I list! to their cry and bewailing:
The pitiless spider is weaving their doom,
Then Lady-bird! Lady-bird I fly away home;
Hark I 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 peril betide thee:
They'll love thee, and guard thee from danger or care,
And all for a peep at thy winglets so fair.
Those beautiful winglets beside thee.
Evening the Eighth
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JORINDA AND JORINDEL-THUMBLING TOE DWARF AND THUMB-
LING THE GIANT--THE WATER OF LIFE.
JORINDA AND JORINDEL.*
THERE was once an old castle, that stood in the middle
of a deep gloomy wood, and in the castle lived an old
fairy. Now this fairy could take any shape she pleased.
All the day long she flew about in the form of an owl,
"Jorinde und Joringel" of Grimm. This is taken from Hein-
rich Stilling's Leben, i. 104-108; but a story of precisely the same
nature is popular in the Schalm-gegegnd.
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j,
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or crept about the country like a cat; but at night she
always became an old woman again. When any young
man came within a hundred paces of her castle, he be-
came quite fixed, and could not move a step till she
came and set him free; which she would not do till he
had given her his word never to come there again: but
when any pretty maiden came within that space 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 the pretty girls that
ever were seen before, and a shepherd lad, 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
fairy's 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 from the tall birches.
Jorinda sat down to gaze uppn 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 an-
other 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 its
circle had sunk behind the hill: Jorindel on a sudden
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looked behind him, and saw through the bushes that
'they had, without knowing it, sat down close under the
old walls of the castle. Then he shrank for fear, turned
pale, and trembled. Jorinda was just singing,
The ring-dove sang from the willow spray,
Well-a-day! well-a-day!
He mourn'd for the fate of his darling mate,
Well-a-day !"
when her song stopped 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 wh 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 meagre, with staring
eyes, and a nose and chin that almost met one another.
She mumbled something to herself, seized the night-
ingale, and went away with it in her hand. Poor Jo-
rindel 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
sang with a hoarse voice,-
STill the prisoner is fast,
And her doom is east,
There stay! Oh, stay !
When the charm is around her,
And the spell has bound her,
Hie away away!"
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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 laughed at
him, and said he should never see her again; then she
went her way.
He prayed, he wept, he sorrowed, but all in vain.
"Alas !" he said, "what will become of me?" He
could not go back to'his own home, so he went to a
strange village, and employed himself in keeping sheep.
Many a time did he walk round and round as near to
the hated castle as he dared go, but all in vain; he
heard or saw nothing of Jorinda.
At last he dreamt one night that he found a beautiful
purple flower, and that 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 disenchanted, and that
there he found his Jorinda again.
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 morning, 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 quite close up to the door. Jorindel was very
glad indeed to see this. Then he touched the door
with the flower, and it sprang open; so that he went
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in through the court, and listened when he heard so
many birds singing. At last he came to the cham-
ber. where the fairy sat, with the seven hundred birds
singing in the seven hundred cages. 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 was his safeguard.
He looked around at the birds, but alas there were
many, many nightingales, and how then should he find
out which was his Jorinda ? While he was thinking
what to'do, he saw the fairy had taken down one of the
cages, and was making the best of her way off through
the door He ran or flew after her, touched the cage with
the flower, and his Jorinda stood before him, and threw
her arms round his neck; looking 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 all took their old forms again; and he took
Jorinda home, where they were married, and lived hap-
pily together many years: and so did a good many
,other lads, whose maidens had been forced to sing in
the old fairy's cages by themselves, much longer than
they liked.
THUMBLING THE DWARF AND TUMBLING
THE GIANT.*
AN honest husbandman had once upon a time a son
born to him who was no bigger than my thumb, and
This is MM. Grimm's Der junge Riese." This and our
"Master Snip have an intimate connexion with the oldest Northern
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who for many years did not grow one hair's breadth
taller. One day, as the father was going to plough in
his field, the little fellow said, Father, let me go too."
"No," said his father, stay where you are; you can do
no good out of doors, and if you go perhaps I may lose
you." Then little Thumbling fell a-crying: and his
father, to quiet him, at last said he might go. So he
put him in his pocket, and when he was in the field
pulled him out, and set him upon the top of a newly-
made furrow, that he might be able to look about him.
While he was sitting there, a great giant came
striding over the hill. "Do you see that tall steeple-
man ?" said the father; if you don't take care he will
run away with you." Now he only said this to frighten
the little boy and keep him from straying away. But
the giant had long legs, and with two or three strides
he really came close to the furrow, and picked up
Master Thumbling, to look at him as he would at a
beetle or a cockchafer. Then he let him run about his
traditions, and will be recognized as concurring in many of its inci-
dents with the tales of Owlglass, Hickathrift, &c. so well known, and
on which a good deal has been said in a preceding note. The service
to the smith is a remarkable coincidence with Siegfried's adventures;
and the mill-stone that falls harmless reminds us of Thodrs adventure
with Skrimnir. The giant, moreover, is in true keeping with the
Northern personages of that description, for whom the shrewd dwarf
is generally more than a match; and the pranks played belong to the
same class of performances as those of the hero Grettir, .when he kept
geese upon the common. MM. Grimm quote a Servian tale given by
Schottky, which resembles closely the conflict of wits between the
giant and the young man.
See further on the subject of the smith, the remarks of the editor
of the late edition of Warton's History qf Englisk Poetry, in his
Preface (p. 89).
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broad hand, and taking a liking to the little chap went
off with him. The father stood by all the time, but
could not say a word for fright; for he thought his
child was really lost, and that he should never see him
again.
But the giant took care of him at his house in the
woods, and laid him in his bosom, and fed him with
the same food that he lived upon himself. So Thumb-
ling, instead of being a little dwarf, became like the
giant-tall, and stout, and strong:-so that at the end
of two years, when the old giant took him into the
woods to try him, and said, Pull up that birch-tree for
yourself to walk with," the lad was so strong that he
tore it up by the root. The giant thought he would
make him a still stronger man than this: so after
taking care of him two years more he took him into
the wood to try his strength again. This time he took
hold of one of the thickest oaks, and pulled it up as if
it were mere sport to him. Then the old giant said,
"Well done, my man! you will do now." So he car-
ried him back to the field where he first found him.
His father happened to be just then ploughing his
field again, as he was when he lost his son. The young
giant went up to him and said, "Look here, father, see
who I am :-don't you know your own son ?" But
the husbandman was frightened, and cried out, No, no,
you are not my son; begone about your business."
"Indeed, I am your son; let me plough a little, I can
plough as well as you." "No, go your ways," said the
father; but as he was afraid of the tall man, he at last
let go the plough, and sat down .on the ground beside
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it. Then the youth laid hold of'the ploughshare, and
though he only pushed with one hand, he drove it deep
into the earth. The ploughman cried out, If you must
plough, pray do not push so hard; you are doing more
harm than good:" but his son took off the horses, and
said, "Father, go home, and tell my mother to get
ready a good dinner; I'll go-round the field meap-
while." -So he went on driving the plough without
any horses, till he had done two mornings' work by
himself. Then he harrowed it; and when all was over
took up plough, harrow, horses and all, and carried
them home like a bundle of straw.
When he reached the house he sat himself down on
-the bench, saying, "Now, mother, is dinner ready ?"
"Yes," said she, for she dared not deny him anything
so she brought two large dishes full, enough thave
lasted herself and her husband eight days; however, he
soon ate it all up, and said that was but a taste. "I
see very well, father, that I shall not get enough to eat
at your house; so if you will give me an iron walking-
stick, so strong that I cannot break it against my
knees, I will go away again." The husbandman very
gladly put his two horses to the cart, and drove them
to the forge; and brought back a bar of iron, as long
and as thick as his two horses could draw: but the lad
laid it against lis knee, and snap it went, like a bean-
stalk. I see, father," said he, "you can get no stick
that will do for me, so I'll go and try my luck by
myself."
Then away he went, and turned blacksmith, and
travelled till he came to a village where lived a miserly
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smith, who earned a good deal of money, but kept all
he got to himself, and gave nothing away to anybody.
The first thing he did was to step into the smithy, and
ask if the smith did not want a journeyman. Ay,"
said the cunning fellow, as he looked at him and
thought what a stout chap he was, and how lustily he
would work and earn his bread,-" What wages do you
ask?" "I want no pay," said-he; "but every fort-
night, when the other workmen are paid, you shall let
me give you two strokes over the shoulders, just to
amuse myself." The old smith thought to himself he
could bear this very well, and reckoned on saving a
great deal of money, so the bargain was soon struck.
The next morning the new workman was about to
begin to work, but at the first stroke that he hit, when
his^master brought him the iron red hot, he shivered it
in pieces, and the anvil sunk so deep. into the earth
that he could not get it out again. This made the old
fellow very angry: Holla cried he, "I can't have
you for a workman, you are too clumsy; we must put
an end to our bargain." Very well," said the other,
"but you must pay for what I have done; so let me
give you only one little stroke, and then the bargain is
all over." So saying, he gave him a thump that tossed
him over a load of hay that stood near. Then he took
the thickest bar of iron in the forge for a walking-
stick, and went on, his way.
When he had journeyed some way he came to a
farmhouse, and asked the farmer if he wanted a fore-
man. The farmer said, "Yes," and the same wages
were agreed for as before with the blacksmith.. The
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next morning the workmen were all to go into the
wood; but the giant was found to be fast asleep in his
bed when the rest were all up and ready to start.
"Come, get up," said one of them to him; it is high
time to be stirring: you must go with us." Go your
way," muttered he, sulkily; "I shall have done my
work and get home long before you." So he lay in
bed two hours longer, and at last got up and cooked
and ate his breakfast, and then at his leisure harnessed
his horses to go to the wood.
Just before the wood was a hollow way, through
which all must pass; so he drove the cart on first, and
built up behind him such a mound of fagots and briers
that no horse could pass. This done, he drove on, and
as he was going into the wood met the others coming
out on their road home. "Drive away," said he, "I
shall be home before you still." However, he only
went a very little way into 'the wood, and tearing up
one of the largest timber trees, put it into his cart, and
turned about homewards. When he came to the pile
of fagots, he found all the others standing there, not
being able to pass by. S," said he, "you see if you
had staid with me, you would have been home just as
soon, a:id might 'have slept an hour or two longer."
Then he took his tree on'one shoulder, and his cart on
the other, and pushed through as easily as though he
were laden with feathers,; and when he reached the
yard he showed the tree to the 'farmer, and asked if it
was not a famous walking-stick.. "Wife," said the
farmer, "this man is worth something; if the .sleeps
longer, still he works better than the rest."
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Time rolled on, and-he had worked for the farmer
his whole year; so when his fellow-labourers were paid,
he said he also had a right to take his wages.. But
great dread came upon the farmer, at the thought of
the blows he was to have, so he begged him to give up
the old bargain, and take his whole farm and stock
instead. "Not I," said he. "I will be no farmer; I
am foreman, and so I iean to keep, and to be paid as
we agreed." Finding he could do nothing with him,
the farmer only begged one fortnight's respite, and
called together all his friends, to ask their advice in
the matter. They bethought themselves for a long
time, and at last agreed that the shortest way was to
kill this troublesome foreman. The next thing was to
settle how it was to be done; and it was agreed that
he should be ordered to carry into the yard some great
mill-stones, and to put them on the edge of the well;
that then he should be sent down to clean it out, and
when he was at the bottom, the mill-stones should be
pushed down upon his head.
Everything went right, and when the foreman was
safe ini the well, the stones were rolled in. As they
struck the bottom, the water splashed to the very top.
Of course they thought his head must be crushed to
pieces; but he only cried out, "Drive away the
chickens fromuthe well; they are scratching about in
the sand above, and they throw it into my eyes, so that
I cannot see." When his job was done, up he sprang
from the well, saying, oook hereI see what a fine
neckcloth I have I" as he pointed to one of the mill-
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stones that had fallen over his head and hung about
his neck.
The farmer was again overcome with fear, and
begged another fortnight to think of it. So his friends
were called together again, and at last gave this advice;
that the foreman should be sent and made to grind
corn by night at the haunted mill, whence no man had
ever yet come out in the morning alive. That very
evening he was told to carry eight bushels of corn to
the mill, and grind them in the night. Away he went
to the loft, put two bushels into his right pocket, two
into his left, and four into a long sack slung over his
shoulders, and then set off to the mill. The miller
told him he might grind there in the day time, but
not by night; for the mill was bewitched, and whoever
went in at night had been found dead in the morning.
"Never mind, miller, I shall come out safe," said he;
"only make haste and get out of the way, and look out
for me in the morning."
So he went into the mill, and put the corn into the
hopper, and about twelve o'clock sat himself down on
the bench in the iniller's room. After a little time the
door ell at once opened of itself, and in came a large
table. On the table stood wine and meat, and many
good things besides. All seemed placed there by
themselves; at any rate there was no one to be seen.
The chairs next moved themselves round it, but still
neither guests nor servants came; till all at once he
saw fingers handling the knives and forks, and putting
food on the plates, but still nothing else was to be seen.
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Now our friend felt somewhat hungry as he looked at
the dishes, so he sat himself down at the table and ate
whatever he liked best. "A little wine would be well
after this cheer," said he; "but the good folks of this
house seem to take but httle of it." Just as he spoke,
however, a flagon of the best moved on, and our guest
filled a bumper, smacked his lips, and drank "Health
and long life to all the company, and success to our
next merry meeting !"
When they had had enough, and the plates and
dishes, bottles and glasses, were all empty, on a sudden
he heard something blow out the lights. "Never
mind!" thought he; "one wants no candle to show
one light to go to sleep by." But now that it was
pitch dark he felt a huge blow fall upon his head.
" Foul play I" cried he; "if I get such another box on
the ear I shall just give it back again:" and this he
really did when the next blow came. Thus the game
went on all night; and he never let fear get the better
of him, but kept dealing his blows round, till at day-
break all was still. "Well, miller," said he in the
morning, "I have had some little slaps on the face,
but I've given as good, I warrant you; and meantime
I have eaten just as much as I liked." The miller was
glad to find the charm was broken, and would have
given him a great deal of money. "I want no money,
I have quite enough," said he, as he took his meal
on his back, and went home to his master to claim
his wages.
But the farmer was in great trouble, knowing there
was now no help for him; and he paced the room up
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and down, while the drops of sweat ran down his fore-
head. Then he opened the window for a little fresh
air, and before he was aware his foreman gave him the
first blow, and such a blow, that off he flew over the
hills and far away. The next blow sent his wife after
him, and, for aught I know, they may not have reached
the ground yet; but, without waiting to know, the
young giant took up his iron walking-stick and walked
off.
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THE WATER OF LIFE.*
LONG before you or I were born, there reigned, in a
country a great way off, a king who had three sons.
This king once fell very ill,-so ill that nobody thought
he could live. His sons were very much grieved at
their father's sickness and as they were walking to-
gether very mournfully in the garden of the palace, a
little old man met them and asked what was the
matter. They told him that their father was very ill,
and that they were afraid nothing could save him. "I
know what would," said the little old man; "it is the
Water of Life. If he could have a draught of it he
would be well again; but it is very hard to get." Then
the eldest son said, "I will soon find it:" and he went
to the sick king, and begged that he might go in
search of the Water of Life, as it was the only thing
that could save him. "No," said the king, "I had
rather die than place you in such great danger as you
must meet with in your journey." But he begged so
hard that the king let him go; and the prince thought
Found current, by Grimm, in Hesse, Paderborn, and (with
variations) other places. The story has in many particulars a very
Oriental cast. It resembles one of the Arabian Nights; but it is also
connected with one of the tales of Straparola, iv. 3. Another of MM.
Grimm's stories, De drei Viigelkens," with which it coincides in
several respects, has still more of the Oriental character. The "Water
of Life" is a very ancient tradition, even in Rabbinical lore. In Conrad
of Wurtzburg's Trojan War (written in the thirteenth century), Medea
gets the water from Paradise, to renew the youth of Jason's father.
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to himself, "if I bring my father this water, he will
make me sole heir to his kingdom."
Then he set out: and when he had gone on his
way some time he came to a deep valley, overhung
with rocks and woods; and as he looked around, he
saw standing above him on one of the rocks a little
ugly dwarf, with a sugarloaf cap and a scarlet cloak;
and the dwarf called to him and said, "Prince, whither
so fast?" "What is that to thee, you ugly imp?"
said the prince haughtily, and rode on.
But the dwarf was enraged at his behaviour, and
laid a fairy spell of ill-luck upon him; so that as he
rode on the mountain pass became narrower and nar-
rower, and at last the way was so straitened that he
could not go a step forward: and when he thought to
have turned his horse round and go back the way he
came, he heard a loud laugh ringing round him, and
found that the path was closed behind him, so that he
was shut in all round. He next tried to get off his
horse and make his way on foot, but again the laugh
rang in his ears, and he found himself unable to move
a step, and thus he was forced to abide spell-bound.
Meantime the old king was lingering on in daily
hope of his son's return, till at last the second son
said, "Father, I will go in search of the Water of
Life." For -he thought to himself, My brother is
surely dead, and the kingdom will fall to me if I find
the water." The king was at first very unwilling to
let him go, but at last yielded to his wish. So he set
out and followed the same road which his brother had
done; and met with the same little elf, who stopped
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him at the same spot in the mountains, saying, as
before, "Prince, prince, whither so fast ?" "Mind
your own affairs, busy-body l" said the prince, scorn-
fully, and rode on.
But the dwarf put the same spell upon him as he
had put on his elder brother; and he, too, was at last
obliged to take up his abode in the heart of the moun-
tains. Thus it is with proud silly people, who think
themselves above every one else, and are too proud to
ask or take advice.
When the second prince had thus been gone a long
time, the youngest son said he would go and search for
the Water of Life, and trusted he should soon be able
to make his father well again. So he set out, and. the
dwarf met him too at the same spot in the valley,
among the mountains, and said. "Prince, whither so
fast?" And the prince said, "I am going in search of.
the Water of Life; because my father is ill, and like to
die: can you help me ? Pray be kind, and aid me if
you can !" Do you know where it is to be found ?"
asked the dwarf. "No," said the prince, "I do not.
Pray tell me if you know." Then as you have spoken
to me kindly, and are wise enough to seek for advice, I
will tell you how and where to go. The water you
seek springs from a well in an enchanted castle; and,
that you may be able to reach it in safety, I will give
you an iron wand and two little loaves of bread; strike
the iron door of the castle three times with the wand,
and it will open: two hungry lions will be lying down
inside gaping for their prey, but if you throw them the
bread they will let you pass; then hasten on to the
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well, and take some of the Water of Life before the
clock strikes twelve; for if you tarry longer the door
will shut upon you for ever."
Then the prince thanked his little friend with the
scarlet cloak for his friendly aid; and took the wand
and the bread, and went travelling on and on, over sea
and over land, till he came to his journey's end, and
found everything to be as the dwarf had told him. The
door flew open at the third stroke of the wand, and
when the lions were quieted he went on through the
castle and came at length to a beautiful hall. Around
it he saw several knights sitting in a trance; then he
pulled off their rings and put them on his own fingers.
In another room he saw on a table a sword and a loaf of
bread, which he also took. Further on he came to a
room where a beautiful young lady sat upon a couch;
and she welcomed him joyfully, and said, if he would
set her free from the spell that bound her, the kingdom
should be his, if he would come back in a year and
marry her. Then she told him that the well that held
the Water of Life was in the palace gardens; and bade
him make haste, and draw what he wanted before the
clock struck twelve.
He went on; and as he walked through beautiful
gardens, he came to a delightful shady spot in which
stood a couch; and he thought to himself, ag he felt
tired, that he would rest himself for awhile, and gaze
on the lovely scenes around him. So he laid himself
down, and sleep fell upon him unawares, so that he
did not wake up till the clock was striking a quarter to
twelve. Then he sprang from the couch dreadfully
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frightened, ran to the well, filled a cup that was standing.
by him full of water, and hastened to get away in time.
Just as he was going out of the iron door it struck
twelve, and the door fell so quickly upon him that it
snapt off a piece of his heel.
When he found himself safe, he was overjoyed to
think that he had got the Water of Life; and as he was
going on his way homewards, he passed by the little
dwarf, who, when he saw the sword and the loaf, said,
"You have made a noble prize: with the sword you
can at a blow slay whole armies, and the bread will
never fail you." Then the prince thought to himself,
"I cannot go home to my father without my brothers;"
so he said, "My dear friend, cannot you tell me where
my two brothers are, who set out in search of the Water
of Life before me, and never came back ?" "I have shut
them up by a charm between two mountains," said the
dwarf, "because they were proud and ill-behaved, and
scorned to ask advice." The prince begged so hard for
his brothers, that the dwarf at last set them free, though
unwillingly, saying, "Beware of them, for they have
bad hearts." Their brother, however, was greatly re-
joiced to see them, and told them all that had hap-
.pened to him; how he had found the Water of Life,
and had taken a cup full of it; and how he had set a
beautiful princess free from a spell that bound her;
and how she had engaged to wait a whole year, and
then to marry him, and to give him the kingdom.
Then they all three rode on together, and on their
way home came to a country that was laid waste by
war and a dreadful famine, so that it was feared all
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must die for want., But the prince gave the king of the
land the bread, and all his kingdom ate of it. And he
lent the king the wonderful sword, and he slew the
enemy's army with it; and thus the kingdom was once
more in peace and plenty. In the same manner he be-
friended two other countries, through which they passed
on their way.
When they came to the sea, they got into a ship;
and during their voyage the two eldest said to them-
selves, Our brother has got the water which we could
not find, therefore our father will forsake us and give
him the kingdom, which is our right;" so they were full
of envy and revenge, and agreed together how they
could ruin him. Then they waited till he was fast
asleep, and poured the Water of Life out of the cup, and
took it for themselves, giving him bitter sea-water
instead.
When they came to their journey's end, the
youngest son brought his cup to the sick king, that he
might drink and be healed. Scarcely, however, had he
tasted the bitter sea-water when he became worse even
than he was before; and then both the elder sons came
in, and blamed the youngest for what he had done; and
said that he wanted to poison their father, but that they
had found the Water of Life, and had brought it with
them. He no sooner began to drink of what they
brought him, than he felt his sickness leave him, and
was as strong and well as in his younger days. Then
they went to their brother, and laughed at him, and
said, "Well, brother, you found the Water of Life, did
you? You have had the trouble and we shall have the
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reward. Pray, with all your cleverness, why did not you
manage to keep your eyes open? Next year one of us
will take away your beautiful princess, if you do not
take care. 'You had better say nothing about this to our
father, for he does not believe a word you say; and if
you tell tales, you shall lose your life into the bargain:
but be quiet, and we will let you off."
The old king was still very angry with his youngest
son, and thought that he really meant to have taken
away his life; so he called his court together, and
asked what should be done, and all agreed that he
ought to be put to death. The prince knew nothing of
what was going on, till one day, when the king's chief
huntsman went a-hunting with him, and they were
alone in the wood together, the huntsman looked so
sorrowful that the prince said, My friend, what is the
matter with you?" "I cannot and dare not tell you,"
said he. But the prince begged very hard, and said,
"Only tell me what it is, and do not think I shall be
angry, for I will forgive you." "Alas said the
huntsman, "the king has ordered me to shoot you."
The prince started at this, and said, "Let me live, and
I will change dresses with you; you shall take my
royal coat to show to my father, and do you give me
your shabby one." "With all my heart," said the
huntsman; "I am- sure I shall be glad to save you, for
I could not have shot you." Then he took the prince's
coat, and gave him the shabby one, and went away
through the wood.
Some time after, three grand embassies came to the
old king's court, with rich gifts of gold and precious
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stones for his youngest son; now all these were sent
from the three kings to whom he had lent his sword
and loaf of bread, in order to rid them of their enemy
and feed their people. This touched the old king's
heart, and he thought his son might still be guiltless,
and said to his court, "0 that my son were still
alive! how it grieves me that I had him killed!"
"He is still alive," said the huntsman; "and I am
glad that I had pity on him, and saved him: for when
the time came, I could not shoot him, but let him go
in peace, and brought home his royal coat." At this
the king was overwhelmed with joy, and made it known
throughout all his kingdom, that if his son would come
back to his court he would forgive him.
Meanwhile the princess was eagerly waiting till her
deliverer should come back; and had a road made
leading up to her palace all of shining gold; and told
her courtiers that whoever eame on horseback, and rode
straight up to the gate upon it, was her true lover; and
that they must let him in: but whoever rode on one
side of it, they must be sure was not the right one; and
that they must send him away at once.
The time soon came, when the-eldest brother thought
that he would make haste to go to the princess, and say
that he was the one who -had set her free, and that he
should have her for his wife, and the kingdom with her.
As he came before the palace and saw the golden road,
he stopped to look at it, and he thought to himself, "It
is a pity to ride upon this beautiful road;" so he turned
aside and rode on the right-hand side of it. But when
he came to the gate, the guards, who had seen the road
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he took, said to him, he could not be what he said he
was, and must go about his business.
The second prince set out soon afterwards con the
same errand; and when he came to the golden road,
and his horse had set one foot upon it, he stopped to
look at it, and thought it very beautiful, and said to
himself, What a pity it is that anything should tread
here!" Then be too turned aside and rode on the left
side of it. But when he came to the gate the guards
said he was not the true prince, and that he too must
go away about his -business; and away he went.
Now when the full year was come round, the third
brother left the forest in which he had lain hid for fear
of his father's anger, and set out in search of his be-
trothed bride. So he journeyed on, thinking of her all
the way, and rode so quickly that he did not even see
what the road was made of, but went with his horse
straight over it; and as he came to the gate it flew
open, and the princess welcomed him with joy, and said
he was her deliverer, and should now be her husband
and lord of the kingdom. When the first joy at their
meeting was over, the princess told him she had heard
of his father having forgiven him, and of his wish to
have him home again: so, before his wedding with the
princess, he went to visit his father, taking her with
him. Then he told him everything; how his brothers
had cheated and robbed him, and yet that he had borne
all these wrongs for the love of his father. And the
old king was very angry, and wanted to punish his
wicked sons; but they made their escape, and got into
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a ship and sailed away over the wide sea, and where
they went to nobody knew and nobody cared.
And now the old king gathered, together his court,
and asked all his kingdom to come and celebrate the
wedding of his son and the princess. And young and
old, noble and squire, gentle and simple, came at once
on the summons; and among the rest came the
friendly dwarf, with the sugarloaf hat, and a new
scarlet 'cloak
"And the wedding was held, and the merry bells rung,
And all the good people they danced and they sung,
Arid feasted and frolick'd I can't tell how long.'"
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THE BLUE LIGHT--THE THREE CROWS--CHANTICLEER AND
PARTLET--THE FROG PRINCE.
THE BLUE LIGHT.*
AN old soldier had served the king his master many
years, while the war lasted. But in the end peace
came; the army was broken up, and honest Kurt was
"Das blue Licht" of Grimm; a Mecklenburgh story. In the
Collection of Hungarian Tales of Georg von Gaal, it appears that
there is one like this, called "The Wonderful Tobacco Pipe."
In one or other of our tales we have a specimen of every kind of
In
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left without pay or reward, and sent about his business.
Unluckily, his business was no business; for he had
been fighting all his life, and knew no trade, and how
he should get his living he did not know. However, he
set out ,and journeyed homeward, in a very downcast
mood, until one evening he came to the edge of a deep
wood. As the road led that way, he pushed forward
into this wood; but he had not gone far before he saw
a light glimmering through the trees, towards which he
bent his weary steps, and soon came to a hut, where no
one lived but an old witch. Poor Kurt begged hard
for a night's lodging, and something to eat and drink;
but she would listen to nothing. However, he was not
to be easily got rid of; and at last she said, "I think I
will take .pity on you-this once: but if J do, you must
dig over all my garden for me in the morning." The
soldier agreed very willingly to anything she asked:
"Hungry men," he said, "must not be over-nice;"
and he had nothing else to do: so on these terms he
became the old witch's guest.
The next day he kept his word, and dug the garden
all over very neatly. The job lasted all day; and in.the
evening, when his mistress would have sent him away,
he said, "I am so tired with my work, that I must beg
you will let me stay over the night." The old lady
vowed at first .she would not do. any such thing; but
after a great deal of talk Kurt carried his point, on the
dwarf, goblin, cobold, elf, and skrattel-or by what other name these
spirits, bad or good, are called-excepting the Will-o'-the-Wi'p. or
Jack-a-Lantern; of whose kindred, however, the spirit of the Blue
Light" seems'to be.
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terms of chopping up a whole cart-load of wood for her
the next day.
This task too was duly ended,, but not till towards
night; and then Kurt found himself so tired, that he
begged a third night's rest: which the witch granted,
but only on his pledging his word that the next., day
he would fetch her up the blue light that burned at the
bottom of the well.
When morning came she led him to the well's
mouth, tied him to a long rope, and let him down.
At the bottom sure enough he found the blue light, as
she had said; and he at once made a signal for her to
draw him up again. But when she had pulled him up
so near to the top that she could reach him with her
hands, she said, Give me the light, I will take care of
it,"- meaning to play him a trick, by taking, it for
herself, and letting him. fall down again to the bottom of
the well. But Kurt was too old a soldier for that; he
saw through her crafty thoughts, and said, "No, no I
shall not give you the light, till I find myself safe and
sound out of the well." At this she became very angry,
and though the light was what she had longed for many
and many a long year, without having before found any
one to go down and fetch it for her, her rage and spite
so overcame her tLat she dashed the soldier, and his
prize too, down to the bottom. There lay poor Kurt
for' a while in despair, on the damp mud below, and
feared that his end was nigh, for how he was ever to get
out he could not see. But his pipe happened to be in
his pocket, still half full, and he thought:to himself, I
may as well make an end of smoking you out: it is the
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last pleasure I shall have in this world." So he lit it at
the blue light, and began to smoke.
Up rose a cloud of smoke, and on a sudden a little
black dwarf, with a hump on his back and a feather in
his cap, was seen making his way through the midst of
it. "f What do. you want with me, soldier ?" said he.
".Nothing at all,-manikin," answered he. But the
dwarf said, "I am bound to serve you in everything,
as lord and master of the blue light." Then, as you
are so very civil, be so good first of all as to help me out
of this well!" No sooner said than done: the dwarf
took him by the hand and drew him up, and the blue
light of course came up with him. Now do me an-
other piece of kindness," said the soldier: "pray let
that old lady take my place in the well !" When the
dwarf had lodged the witch safely at the bottom, they
began to ransack her treasures; and Kurt made bold to
carry off as much of the gold and silver in her house as
he well could: for he was quite sure that whose soever
it had once been, he had at least as good right to it now
as she had. Then the dwarf said, "If you should
chance at any time to want me, you have nothing to do
but to light your pipe at- the blue light, and I shall
soon be with you."
The soldier was not a little pleased at his good
luck; and he went to the best inn in the first town he
came to, and ordered some fine clothes to be made, and
a handsome room to be got ready for him. When all
was ready, he called the imp of the blue light to him,,
and said, The king sent me off penniless, and left me
to hunger and wait: I have a mind to show him that
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it is my turn to be master now; so bring me his
daughter here this evening, that she may wait upon me."
"That is rather a dangerous task," said little humpty.
But away he went, took the princess out of her bed, fast
asleep as she was, and brought her to the soldier.
Very early in the morning he carried her back; and
as soon as she saw her father she said, I had a strange
dream last night: I thought I was carried away through
the air to an old soldier's house, and was forced to wait
upon him there." Then the king wondered greatly at
such a story; but told her to make a hole in her
pocket, and fill it with peas; so that if it were really as
she said, and the whole was not a dream, the peas might
fall out in the streets as she passed through, and thus
leave a clue to tell whither she had been taken. She did
so: but the dwarf had heard the king's plot; and when
evening came, and the soldier said he must bring him
the princess again, he strewed peas over many other
streets, so that the few that fell from her pocket were
not known from the others: and all that happened
was, that the pigeons had a fine feast, and the people of
the town were busy all the next day picking up peas,
and wondering where so many could come from.
When the princess told her father what had hap-
pened to her the second time, he said, "Take one of
your shoes with you, and hide it in the room you are
taken to." The dwarf, however, was by his side and
heard this also; and when Kurt told him to bring the
king's daughter again, he said, I have no power to
save you a second time; it will be an unlucky thing for
you if you are found out, as I think you will." But the
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old soldier, like some other people who are not over-
wise, would have his own way. "Then," said the
dwarf, all I can say to you is, that you had better take
care, and make the best of your way out of the city gate
very early in the morning."
The princess kept one shoe on, as her father bid her,
and hid it in the soldier's room: and when she got
back to her father, he gave orders that it should be
sought for all over the town; and at last, sure enough,
it was found where she had hidden it. The soldier had
meantime rui? away, it is true; but he had been too
slow, and was followed and soon caught, and thrown
into a strong prison, and loaded with chains. What
was worse, he had, in the hurry of his flight, left behind
him his great prize the blue light, and all his gold; and
had nothing left in his pocket but one poor ducat. As
his' friend the dwarf belonged to the light, he was
therefore lost too.
-While Kurt was standing looking very sorrowfully
out at the prison grating, he saw one of his. old comrades
going by; so calling out to him he said If you will
bring me a little thing or two that I left in the inn, I
will give you a ducat." His comrade thought this
very good pay for such a job, and soon came back
bringing the blue light. Then the prisoner soon lit his
pipe: up rose the smoke, and with it once more came
his' old friend and helper in time, of need, the little
dwarf. "Do not: fear, master !" said he; "keep up
your heart at your trial, and leave everything to take
its course: only mind to take. the blue light with you!"
The trial soon came on; the matter was sifted to the
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bottom; the prisoner was found guilty, and his doom
passed: -he was ordered to be hung forthwith on the
gallows-tree.
But as he was led away to be hung, he said he had
one favour to beg of the king. What is it ?" said his
majesty. That you will deign to let me smoke one
pipe on the road." "Two, if you like !" said the. king,
in the politest way possible. Then Kurt lit his pipe at
the blue light; and the black dwarf with. his hump on
his back, and his feather in his cap, stood before him
in a moment, and asked his master for orders. "Be so
good," said Kurt, "as to send to the right-about all
these good people, who are taking so much pains to fit
me with a halter; and as for the king their master, b
kind enough to cut him into three pieces."
Then the dwarf began to lay about him as quick as
thought, for there was no time to lose; and he soon got
rid of the crowd around: but the king begged hard for
mercy, and, to save his life, he agreed to let Kurt have
the princess for his wife, and to leave him the kingdom
when he died. And so the matter was ended, and
terms of peace were agreed' upon, signed and sealed ;
and thus peace, for the first time in his life, brought
good luck to our old soldier.
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THE THREE CROWS.*
A BAND of soldiers came home from the wars; for
peace had been made, and their king wanted their service
no longer. One of them, whose name was Conrad, had
saved a good deal of money out of his pay; for he did
not spend all he earned in eating and drinking, as many
others do. Now two of his comrades were great rogues,
and they wanted to rob him of his money: however,
they behaved outwardly towards him in a friendly way
Comrade," said they to him one day, why should we
stay here, shut up in this town like prisoners, when you
at any rate have earned enough to live upon for the rest
of your days in peace and plenty, at home by your own
fireside ?" They talked so often to him in this manner,
that he at last said he would go and try his luck with
them;. but they all the time thought of nothing but
how they should manage to steal away his money from
him.
When they had gone a little way, the two rogues
said, We must go by the right-hand road, for that
will take us quickest into another country, where we
shall be safe." Now they knew all the while that what
they were saying was untrue; and as soon as Conrad
said "No, that will take us' straight back into the
town we came from-we must keep on the left hand,"
Die Kriihen," a Mecklenburgh story. MM. Grimm mention
a similar tale by the Persian poet Nisami, recently noticed by Ham-
mer ; and they also notice coincidences in Bohemian and Hungarian
tales.
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they picked a quarrel with him, and said, "What do
you give yourself airs for ? you know nothing about
it." Then they fell upon him and knocked him down,
and beat him over the head till he was blind. And
having taken all the money out of his pockets, they
dragged him to a gallows-tree that stood hard by, bound
him fast down at the foot of it, and went back into the
town with the money. But the poor blind man did not
know where he was; and he felt all around him, and
finding that he was bound to a large'beam of wood,
thought it was a cross, and said, After all, they have
done kindly in leaving me under a cross; now Heaven
will guard me."
When night came on, he heard something fluttering
over his head. It turned out to be three crows that
flew round and round, and at last perched upon the
tree. By and by they began to talk together, and he
heard one of them say, Sister, what is the best news
with you to-day?" "Oh! if men did but know all
that we know!" said the other. "The princess is ill,
and the king has vowed to marry her to any one who
will cure her: -but this none can do, for she will not be
well until yonder blue flower is burned to ashes and
swallowed by her." "Oh, indeed," said the other
crow, "if men did but know what we know I To-night
there will fall from heaven a dew of such power, that
even a blind man, if he washed his eyes with it, would
see again." And the third spoke, and said, "Oh! if
men knew what we know! The flower is wanted but for
one, the dew is wanted but for few; but there is a great
dearth of water for all in the town. All the wells are
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dried up; and no one knows that they must take away
the large square stone by the fountain in the market-
place, and dig underneath it, and that then the finest
water will spring up."
Conrad lay all this time quite quiet; and when the
three crows had done talking, he heard them flattering
round again, and at last away they flew. Greatly won-
dering at what he had heard, and overjoyed at the
thoughts of getting: his sight) .he tried with all his
strength to break loose.. .At last he found himself free,
and plucked- some of the grass that grew beneath him,
and washed his eyes with the dew that had fallen upon
it. At once his eye-sight came to him again, and he
saw, by the light, of the moon and the stars, that he was
beneath the gallows-tree, and not, beneath a: cross, as
he had thought. Then he gathered together in a bottle
as much of the dew as he could, to take away with him;
and looked around till he saw the blue flower that grew
close by; and when he had burned it he gathered up
the ashes, and set out on his way towards the king's
court.
When he reached the palace, he told the king he
was come to cure the princess; and when he had given
her the ashes and made her well, he claimed her for his
wife, as- the reward that was to be. given. But the
princess, looking upon him and seeing that his clothes
were so shabby, had no mind to be his wife and the
king would not keep his word, but thought to get rid
of him by saying, Whoever wants to have the princess
for his wife, must find enough water for the use of the
town, where there is this summer a great dearth."
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Then the soldier went out, and told the people to take
up the square stone by the fountain in the market-
place, and to dig for water underneath; and when they
had done so, there came up a fine spring, that gave
enough water for the whole town. So the king could
no longer get off giving him his daughter; and as the
princess began to think better of him, they were mar-
ried, and lived very happily together after all.
Soon after, as he was walking one day through a
field, he met his two wicked comrades who had treated
him so basely. Though they did not know him, he
knew them at once, and went up to them and said,
"Look at me! I am your old comrade whom you beat
and robbed and left blind; Heaven has defeated your
wicked wishes, and turned all the mischief which you
brought upon me into good luck." When they heard
this they fell at his feet, and begged for pardon; and
as he had a very kind and good heart he forgave them,
and took them to his palace, and gave them food and
clothes. And he told them all that had happened to
him, and how he had reached these honours. After
they had heard the whole story they said to themselves,
"Why should not we go and sit some night under the
gallows ? .we may hear something that will bring us
good luck, too."
Next niht they stole away; and when they had
sat under t e tree a little while, they heard a fluttering
noise over their heads; and the three crows came and
perched upon it. "Sisters," said one of them, "some
one must have overheard us, for all the world is talking
of the wonderful things that have happened:-the
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princess is well; the flower has been plucked and burned;
a blind man has found his sight; and they have found
the spring that gives water to the whole town. Let us
look round, perhaps we may find some one skulking
about; if we do, he shall rue the day."
Then they began fluttering about, and soon spied
out the two men below, and flew at them in a rage,
beating and pecking them in the face with their wings
and beaks till they were quite blind, and lay half dead
upon the ground, under the gallows-tree.
The next day passed over, and they did not return
to the palace; so Conrad began to wonder where they
were, and went out the following morning in search of
them, and at last he found them where they lay, dread-
fully repaid for all their folly and baseness.
CHANTICLEER AND PARTLET.*
1. How they went to the mountains to eat nuts.
TE nuts are quite ripe now," said Chanticleer
to his wife Partlet; "suppose we go together to the
mountains, and eat as many as we can, before the
This comprises three stories, "Das Lumpengesindel," Herr
Korbes," and "Von dem Tod des Hiihnchens," of Grimm (from
Paderborn, the Main, and Hesse), placed together as naturally forming
one continuous piece of biography. We shall, perhaps, be told that
the whole is more than a little childish ; but we wish to give a specimen
of each variety of these tales, and at the same time an instance of the
mode in which inanimate objects are pressed into the service. The
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squirrel takes them all away." "With all my heart,"
said Partlet: "let us go and make a holiday of it
together."
So they went to the mountains, and as it was a
lovely day they stayed there till the evening. Now,
whether it was that they had eaten so many nuts that
they could not walk, or whether they were lazy and
would not, I do not know: however, they took it into
their heads that it did not become them to go home on
foot. So Chanticleer began to build a little carriage of
nut-shells; and when it was finished, Partlet jumped
into it and sat down, and bid Chanticleer harness him-
self to it and draw her home. "That's a good joke!"
said Chanticleer. "No, that will never do; I had rather
'by half walk home. Ill sit on the box and be coach-
man, if you like, but I'll not draw." While this was
passing a duck came quacking up, and cried out, You
thieving vagabonds! what business have you in my
grounds? I'll give it you well for your insolence!"
and upon that she fell upon Chanticleer most lustily;
But Chanticleer was no coward, and paid back the
duck's blows with his sharp spurs so fiercely, that she
soon began to cry out for mercy; which was only
granted her on her agreeing to draw the carriage home
for them. This she said she would do; and Chanti-
cleer got upon the box and drove off, crying, Now
death of Hiihnchen forms a balladised story published in Wunderhorn,
vol. iii. among the Kinderlieder. Who Herr Korbes is, or what
his name imports, we know not; and we should therefore observe that
we have, of our own authority alone, turned him into an enemy, and
named him the fox," in order to give some sort of reason for the
outrage committed on his hospitality by uninvited guests.
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duck, get ,on as fast as you can." And away they
went at a pretty good pace.
After they had travelled along a little way, they
overtook a needle and a pin, walking together along
the road; and the needle cried out, Stop stop !"
and said it was so dark that they could hardly find
their way, and the walking so dirty that they could
not get on at all. He told them .that he and his friend
the pin had been at a public-house a few miles off, and
had sat drinking till they had forgotten how late it
was; so he begged the travellers would be so kind as
to give them a lift in their carriage. Chanticleer, seeing
that they were but thin fellows, and not likely to take up
much room, told them they might ride, but made them
promise not to dirty the wheels of the carriage in
getting in, nor to tread on Partlet's toes.
Late at night they got to an inn; and as it was bad
travelling in the dark, and the duck seemed much tired,
and waddled about a good deal from one side to the
other, they made up their minds to fix their quarters
there. But the landlord at first was unwilling, and
said his house was full; for he thought they might not
be very reputable company. However, they spoke
civilly to him, and gave him the egg which Partlet had
laid by the way, and said they would give him the
duck, who was in the habit of laying one every day: so
at last he let them come in, and they bespoke a hand-
some supper, and spent the evening very jollily.
Early in the morning, before it was quite light, and
when nobody was stirring in the inn, Chanticleer
awakened his wife, and fetching the egg, they pecked
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a hole in it, ate it up, and threw the shell into the
fire-place. They then went to the pin and needle, who
were fast asleep, and, seizing them by their heads,
stuck one into the landlord's .easy chair,, and the other
into his handkerchief. Having done this, they crept
away as softly as they could, and followed their journey.
However, the duck, who slept in the open air in the
yard, heard them coming, and jumping into the brook
which ran close by the inn, soon swam off, clear out of
their reach.
An hour or two afterwards the landlord got up, and
took his handkerchief to wipe his face, but the pin ran
into him and pricked him; then he walked into the
kitchen to light his pipe at the fire, but when he stirred
it up the egg-shells flew into his eyes, and almost
blinded him. "Bless me!" said he, "all the world
seems to have a plot against my head this morning;"
and so saying, he threw himself sulkily into his easy
'chair: but, oh dear the needle ran into him, and this
time the pain was not in his head. He now flew into
a very great rage, and thinking it must be the company
who had come in the night before, he made out their
bill for their night's lodging, and went to look after
them, but they were all off; so he swore that he never
again would take in such a 'troop of vagabonds, who ate
a great deal, paid no reckoning, and gave him nothing
for his trouble but their apish tricks.
2. How Chanticleer and Partlet went to visit-Mr. Korbes.
Another day Chanticleer and Partlet wished to ride
out together, so Chanticleer built a handsome carriage,
P
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with four red wheels,, and harnessed six mice to it;
and then he and Partlet got into the carriage, and
away they drove. Soon afterwards, Hinze, the cat,
met them, and said, "Where are you going?" And
Chanticleer replied,-
"All on our way
A visit to pay
To Mr. Korbes, the fox, to-day."
Then Hinze said, Take me with you." Chanti-
cleer said, "With all my heart: get up behind, and be
sure you do not fall off."
"Take care of this handsome coach of mine,
Nor dirty my pretty red wheels so fine !
Now, mice, be ready,
And, wheels, run steady !
For we are going a visit to pay
To Mr. Korbes, the fox, to-day."
Soon after came up a mill-stone, an egg, a duck,
and a pin; and Chanticleer gave them all leave to get
into the carriage and go with them.
When they got to Mr. Korbes's house he was not
at home; so the mice drew the carriage into the coach-
house. Chanticleer and Partlet flew upon a beam, the
cat sat down in the fire-place, the duck got into the
washing-cistern, the pin stuck himself into the bed-
pillow, the mill-stone laid himself over the house-door,
and the egg rolled herself up in the towel.
When Mr. Korbes came home, he went to the fire-
place to make a fire, but Hinze threw all the ashes in
his eyes, so he ran to the kitchen to wash himself, but
there the duck splashed all the water in his face, and
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when he tried to wipe himself, the egg broke -to pieces
in the towel, all over his face and eyes. Then he was
very angry, and went without his supper to bed; but
when he laid his head on the pillow, the pin ran into
his cheek. At this he became quite mad, arid, jumping
up, would have run out of the house, but when he
came to the door the mill-stone fell down on his head,
and killed him on the spot.
3. How Partlet died and was buried, and how
Chanticleer died of grief.
Another day Chanticleer and Partlet agreed to go
again to the hills to eat nuts; and it was settled
that all the nuts they could find should be shared
equally between them. Now Partlet found a very large
nut, bit she said nothing about it to Chanticleer, and
kept it all to herself: however, it was so big that she
could not swallow it, and it stuck in her throat. Then
she was in a great fright, and cried out to Chanticleer,
"Pray run as fast as you can and fetch me some water,
or I shall be choked." So Chanticleer ran as fast as
he could to the river, and said, River, give me some
water, for Partlet lies on the hill and will be choked by
a great nut." But the river said, Run first to the
bride, and ask her for a silken cord to draw up the
water." Then Chanticleer ran to the bride, and said,
"Bride, you must give me a silken cord, for then the
river will give me water, and the water I will carry to
Partlet, who lies on the hill, and will be choked by a
.great nut." But the bride said, "Run first and bring
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me my garland, that is hanging on a willow in the
garden." Then Chanticleer ran to the garden, and
took the garland from the bough where it hung, and
brought it to the bride,-and the bride gave him the
silken cord,-and he took the silken cord to the river,
-and the river gave him water,-and he carried the
water to Partlet : but, in the meantime, she was choked
by the great nut, and lay quite dead, and never stirred
any more.
Then Chanticleer was very sorry, and cried bitterly;
and all the beasts came and wept with him over poor
Partlet. And six mice built a little hearse to carry her
to her grave; for Chanticleer wished she should be
buried in the family buryingground. And when it
was ready they harnessed themselves to it, and Chanti-
cleer drove them. On the .way they met the fox.
"Where are you going, Chanticleer ?" said he. "To
bury my Partlet," said the other. "May I go with
you ?" said the fox. "Yes; but you must get up
behind, or my horses will not be able to draw you."
Then the fox got up behind; and soon the wolf, the
bear, the goat, and all the beasts of the wood, came
and climbed up behind the hearse.
So on they went, till, just as they got home, they
came to a swift stream. How shall we get over?"
said Chanticleer. Then a straw said, "I will lay my-
self across, and you alay pass over upon me." But as
the mice were going over, the straw slipped away and
fell into the water, and the six mice all fell in and were
drowned. What was to be done ? Then a large log
of wood came and said, "I am big enough; I will lay
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myself across the stream, and you shall pass over upon
me." So he laid himself down, but they managed so
clumsily that the log of wood fell in, and was carried
away by the stream. Then a stone came up and kindly
offered to help poor Chanticleer, by laying himself across
the stream; and this time he got safely over with the
hearse, and managed to get Partlet out of it; but the
fox and the other mourners who were sitting behind
were too heavy, and fell back into the water, and were
all carried away by the stream and drowned.
Thus Chanticleer was left alone with his dead Part
let; and having dug a grave for her, close by the
house where she and all the family were born, he laid
her in it, and buried her. Then he pined away by the
side of her grave, and wept and wailed, till at last he
died too: and thus all the party were dead.
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THE FROG-PRINCE.*
ONE fine evening a young princess put on her
bonnet and clogs, and went out to take a walk by her-
self in a wood; and when she came to a cool spring of
' water, that rose in the midst of it, she sat herself down
Sto rest awhile. Now she had a golden ball in her
hand, which was her favourite plaything; and she was
always tossing it up into the air, and catching it again
as it fell. After a time she threw it up so high that
she missed catching it as it fell,; and the ball bounded
away, and rolled along upon the ground, till at last it
fell down into the spring. The princess looked into
the spring after her ball, but it was very deep, so deep
that she could not see the bottom of it. Then she
began to bewail her. loss, and said, "Alas! if I could
only get ny ball again, I would give all my fine
clothes and jewels, and everything that I have in the
world."
Whilst she was speaking, a frog put its head out of
the water, and said, "Princess, why do you weep so
"Der FroschkSnig, oder der Eiserne Heinrich," of Grimm.
This story is from Hesse, but is also told in other parts with variations.
It is one of the oldest German tales, as well as of extensive currency
elsewhere. Dr. Leyden gives a story of the Frog-lover" as popular
in Scotland. (See Complaint of Scotland, Edin. 1801.) "These
enchanted frogs," says the Quarterly Reviewer, ."have migrated
from afar, and we suspect that they were originally crocodiles: we
trace them in The Relations of Ssidi Kur." This story gives the
annotator an opportunity of following his friend Mr. Crofton Croker's
example, in subjoining an interesting letter which he received, on the
subject of this and other tales, from Sir Walter Scott (printed at the
end of this volume)
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bitterly ?" "Alas !" said she, what can you do for
me, you nasty frog? My golden ball has fallen into
the spring." The frog said, I want not your pearls,
and jewels, and fine clothes; but if you will love me,
and let me live with you and eat from off your golden
plate, and sleep upon your bed, I will bring you your
ball again." What nonsense," thought the princess,
"this silly frog is talking! He can never even get out
of the spring to visit me, though he may be able to get
my ball for me, and therefore I will tell him he shall
have what he asks." So she said to the frog, "Well,
if you will bring me my ball, I will do all you ask."
Then the frog put his head down, and dived deep under
the water; and after a little while he came up again,
with the ball in his mouth, and threw it on the edge of
the spring. As soon as the young princess saw her
ball, she ran to pick it up; and she was so overjoyed
to have it in her hand again, that she never thought of
the frog, but ran home with it as fast as she could.
The frog called after her, Stay, princess: and take me
with you as you said." But she did not stop to hear a
word.
The next day, just as the princess had sat down to
dinner, she heard a strange noise-tap, tap-plash,
plash-as if something was coming up the marble
staircase: and soon afterwards there was a gentle knock
at the door, and a little voice cried out and said,-
Open the door, my princess dear,
Open the door to thy true love, here!
And mind the words that thou and I said
By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade."
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Then the princess ran to the door and opened it,
and there she saw the frog, whom she had quite for-
gotten. At this sight she was sadly frightened, and
shutting the door as fast as she could came back to her
seat. The king, her father, seeing that something had
frightened her, asked her what was the matter. There
is a nasty frog," said she, "at the door, that lifted my
ball for me out of the spring this morning: I told him
that he should live with me here, thinking that he
could never get out of the spring; but there he is at
the door, and he wants to come in."
While she was speaking the frog knocked again at
the door, and said,-
Open the door, my princess dear,
Open the door to thy true love here !
And mind the words that thou and I said
By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade."
Then the king said to the young princess, "As you
have given your word you must keep it; so go and
let him in." She did so, and the frog hopped into the
room, and then straight on-tap, tap-plash, plash-
from the bottom of the room to the top, till he came
up close to the table where the princess sat. "Pray
lift me upon a chair," said he to the princess, "and let
me sit next to you." As soon as she had done this,
the frog said, "Put your plate nearer to me, that I
may eat out of it." This she did, and when he had
eaten as much as he could, he said, Now I am tired;
carry me up stairs, and put me into your bed." And
the princess, though very unwilling, took him up in
her hand, and put him upon the pillow of her own
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bed, where he slept all night long. As soon as it was
light he jumped up, hopped down stairs, and went out
of the house. "Now, then," thought the princess,
"at last he is gone, and I shall be troubled with him
no' more."
But she was mistaken; for when night came again
she heard the same tapping at the door; and the frog
came once more, and said,
Open the door, my princess dear,
Open the door to thy true love here i
And mind the words that thou and I said
By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade."
And when the princess opened the door the frog came
in, and slept upon her pillow as before, till the morning
broke. And the third night he did the same. But
when the princess awoke on the following morning she
was astonished to see, instead of the frog, a handsome
prince, gazing on her with the most beautiful eyes she
had ever seen, and standing at the head of her bed.
He told her that he had been enchanted by a spiteful
fairy, 'i:lo had changed him into a frog; and that he
had been fated so to abide till some princess should
take him out of the spring, and let him eat from her
plate, and sleep upon her bed for three nights. You,"
said the prince, "have broken this cruel charm, and
now I have nothing to wish for but that you should go
with me into my father's kingdom, where I will marry
you, and love you as long as you live."
The young princess, you may be sure, was not long
in saying "Yes" to all this; and as they spoke a gay
coach drove up, with eight beautiful horses, decked with
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plumes of feathers and golden harness; and behind the
coach rode the prince's servant, faithful Heinrich, who
had bewailed the misfortunes of his dear master during
his enchantment so long and so bitterly, that his heart
had well-nigh burst.
They then took leave of the king, and got into the
coach with eight horses, and all set out, full ,of joy and
merriment, for the prince's kingdom, which they
reached safely; and there they lived happily a great
many years.
Evening the Tenth
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EVENING THE TENTH.
THE ELVES AND THE COBBLER-CHERRY THE FROG-BRIDE.-
THE DANCING SHOES.
THE ELVES AND THE COBBLERR*
THiRE was once a cobbler, who worked very hard
Sand was very honest: 'but still he could not earn
enough to live upon; and at -last all he had in the
"Die Wichtelminner-von einem Schuster, dem sie die Arbeit
gemacht," of Grimm, a Hessian tale. We have no nomenclature suf-
iciently accurate for the classification of the goblin tribes of the North.
The personages now before us are of the benevolent and working class :
they: partake of the general character given of such: personages by
Olaus Magnus, and of the particular qualities of the Housemen (Haus-
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world was gone, save just leather enough to make one
pair of shoes.
Then he cut his leather out, all ready to make up
the next day, meaning to rise early in the morning to
his work. His conscience was clear and his heart light
amidst all his ,troubles; so he went peaceably to bed,
left all his cares to Heaven, and soon fell asleep. In the
morning after he had said his prayers, he sat himself
down to his work; when, to his great wonder, there
stood the shoes all ready made, upon the table. The
good man knew not what to say or think at such an
odd thing happening. He looked at the workmanship;
there was not one false stitch in the whole job; all was
so neat and true, that it was quite a masterpiece.
The same day a customer came in, and the shoes
suited him so well that he willingly paid" a price higher
than usual for them; and the poor shoemaker, with the
money, bought leather enough to make two pair more.
In the evening he cut out the work, and went to bed
early, that he might get up and begin betimes next
day; but he was saved all the trouble, for when he got
manner), for whose history we must refer to Preetorius, cap. viii.
These sprites were of a very domestic turn, attaching themselves to
particular households; very pleasant inmates when favourably'dis-
posed, very troublesome when of a mischievous temperament, and ge-
nerally expecting some share of the good things of the family, as a
reward for services which they were not accustomed to give gratui-
tously. "The drudging goblin" works, but does so
"To earn his cream-bowl duly set,
When in one night, ere glimpse of morn,
His shadowy flail had threshed the corn,
That ten day-labourers could not end."
MILTON, L'Allegro.
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up in the morning the work was done ready to his
hand. Soon in came buyers, who paid him hand-
somely for his goods, so that he bought leather enough
for four pair more. He cut out the work again over-
night and found it done in the morning, as before;
and so it went on for some time : what was got ready in
the evening was always done by daybreak, and the good
man sodn became thriving and well off again.
One evening, about Christmas time, as he and his
wife were sitting over the fire chatting together, he said
to her, I should like to sit up and watch to-night, that
we may see who it is that comes and does my work for
me." The wife liked the thought; so they left a light
burning, and hid themselves in a corner of the room,
behind a curtain that was hung up there, and watched
what should happen.
As soon as it was midnight, there came in two little
naked dwarfs; and they sat themselves upon the shoe-
maker's bench, took up all the work that was cut out,
and began to ply with their little fingers, stitching and
rapping and tapping away at such a rate, that the
shoemaker was all wonder,' and could not take his eyes
off them. And on they went, till the job was quite
done, and the shoes stood ready for use upon the table.
This was long before daybreak; and then they bustled
away as quick as lightning.
The next day the wife said to the shoemaker, These
little wights have made us rich, and we ought to be
thankful to them, and do them a good turn if we can.
I am quite sorry to see them run about as they do; and
indeed it is not very decent, for they have nothing upon
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their backs to keep off the cold. I'll tell you what, I will
make each of them a shirt, and a coat and waistcoat,
and a pair of paiitaloons into the bargain; and do you
make each of them a little pair of shoes."
The thought pleased the good cobbler very much;
and one evening, when all the things were ready, they
laid them on the table, instead of the work that they
used to cut out, and then went and hid themselves, to
watch what the little elves would do.
About midnight in they came, dancing and skip-
ping, hopped round the room, and then went to sit
down to their work as usual; but when they saw the
clothes lying for them, they laughed and chuckled, and
seemed mightily delighted.
Then they dressed themselves in the twinkling of an
eye, and danced and capered and sprang about, as merry
as could be; till at last they danced out at the door,
and away over the green.
The good couple saw them no more; but every
thing went well with them from that time forward, as
long as they lived.
CHERRY THE FROG-BRIDE.*
THERE was once a king who had three sons. Not
far from his kingdom lived an old woman, who had an
only daughter called Cherry. The king sent his sons
This is a translation of Das Marchen von der Padde," from
Biisching's Volks-Sagen: changing the heroine from Petersilie"
(Parsley) into Cherry.
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out to see the world, that they might learn the ways of
other lands, and get wisdom and skill in ruling the
kingdom, which they were one day to have for their
own. Bnt the old woman lived at peace at home with
her daughter, who was called Cherry, because she liked
cherries better than any other kind of food, and would
eat scarcely anything else.'
Now her poor old mother had no garden, and no
money to buy cherries every day for her daughter. And
at last she was tempted by the sight of some in a neigh-
bouring garden to go in and beg a few of the gardener.
But, as ill luck would have it, the mistress of the garden
was as fond of the fruit as Cherry was, and she soon
found out that all the best were gone, and was not a
little angry at their loss. Now she was a fairy too,
though Cherry's mother did not know it, and could tell
in a moment who she had to thank for the loss of her
dessert. So she vowed to be even with Cherry one of
these days.
The princes, while wandering on, came one day to
the town where Cherry and her mother lived; and as
they passed along the street, saw the fair maiden stand-
ing at the window, combing her long and beautiful locks
of hair. Then each of the three fell deeply in love with
her, and began to say how much he longed to have her
for his wife! Scarcely had the wish been spoken, than
each broke out into a great rage with the others, for
wanting to have poor Cherry, who could only be wife to
one of them. At last all drew their swords, and a
dreadful battle began. The fight lasted long, and their
rage grew hotter and hotter, when at length the old
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fairy, to whom the garden belonged, hearing the uproar,
came to her gate to know what was the matter. Find-
ing that it was all about her fair neighbour, her old
spite for the loss of the cherries broke forth at once,
worse than ever. Now then," said she, I will have
my revenge;" and in her rage she wished Cherry
turned into an ugly frog, and sitting in the water,
under the bridge at the world's end. No sooner said
than done; and poor Cherry became a frog, and van-
ished out of their sight. The princes now had nothing
to fight for; so, sheathing their swords again, they
shook hands as brothers, and went on towards their
father's home.
The old king meanwhile found that he grew weak,
and ill fitted for the business of reigning; so he
thought of giving up his kingdom : but to whom should
it be ? This. was a point that his fatherly heart could
not settle; for he loved all his sons alike. "My dear
children," said he, I grow old and weak, and should
like to give up my kingdom; but I cannot make up my
mind which of you to choose for my heir, for I love you
all three; and besides, I should wish to give my people
the cleverest and best of you for their king. However,
I will give you three trials1 and the one who wins the
prize shall have the kingdom. The first is .to seek me
out one hundred ells of cloth, so fine that I can draw it
through my golden ring." The sons said they would
do their best, and set out on the search. '
The two elder brothers took with them many fol-
lowers, and coaches and horses of all sorts, to bring
home all the beautiful cloths which they should find;
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but the youngest went alone by himself. They soon
came to where the roads branched off into several ways;
two ran through smiling meadows, with smooth paths
and shady groves, but the third looked dreary and
dirty, and went over barren wastes. The two. eldest
chose the pleasant ways; but the youngest took his
leave, and whistled along over the dreary road. When-
ever fine linen was to be seen, the two elder brothers
bought it, and bought so much that their coaches and
horses bent under their burthen.
The youngest, on the other hand, journeyed on
many a weary day, and could find no place where he
could buy even one piece of cloth, that was at all fine
and good. His heart sank beneath him, and every mile
he grew more and more heavy and sorrowful.
At last he came to the bridge at the world's end;
and there he sat himself down to rest and sigh over his
bad luck, when an ugly-looking frog popped its head
out of the water, and asked, with a voice that had not
at all a harsh sound to his ears, what was the matter.
The prince said in a pet, Silly frog thou canst not
help me." "Who told you so ?" said the frog; tell
me what ails you." The prince still sat down moping
and sighing, but after a while he began to tell the whole
story, and why his father had sent him out. I will
help you," said the frog; so it jumped into the stream
again, and soon came back, dragging a small piece of
linen not bigger than one's hand, and by no means the
cleanest in the world in its look. However, there it
was, and the frog told the prince to take it away with
him. He had no great liking for such a dirty rag: but
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still there was something in the frog's speech that
pleased him much, and he thought to himself, It can
do no harm, it is better than nothing;" so he picked it
up, put it in his pocket, and thanked the frog, who
dived down again, panting and quite tired, as it seemed,
with its work. The further he went the heavier he
found the pocket grow, and so he turned himself home-
wards, trusting greatly in his good luck.
He reached home nearly about the same time that
his brothers came up, with their horses and coaches all
heavily laden. Then the bld king was very glad to see
his children again, and pulled the ring off his finger to
try who had done the best; but in all the stock that
the two eldest had brought there was not one piece, a
tenth part of which would go through the ring. At
this they were greatly abashed; for they had made a
laughing-stock of their brother, who came home, as
they thought, empty-handed. But how great was their
anger when they saw him pull from his pocket a piece,
that for softness, beauty, and whiteness, was a thousand
times better than anything that was ever before seen!
It was so fine that it passed with ease through tht
ring; indeed, two such pieces would readily have gone
in together. The fatLer embraced the lucky youth,
told his servants to-throw the coarse linen into the sea,
and said to his children, "Now you must set about
the second task which I am to set you;-bring me
home a little dog so small that it will lie in a nut-
shell."
His sons were not a little frightened at such a task:
but they all longed for the crown, and made up their
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minds to go and try their hands; and so after a few
days they set out once more on their travels. At the
cross-ways they parted as before; and the youngest
chose his old dreary rugged road, with all the bright
hopes that his former good luck gave him. Scarcely
had he sat himself down again at the bridge foot when
his old friend the frog jumped out, set itself beside him,
and as before opened its big wide mouth, and croaked
out, "What is the matter?" The prince had this
time no doubt of the frog's power, and therefore told
what he wanted. "It shall be done for you," said the
frog; and springing into the stream it soon brought up
a hazel-nut, laid it at his feet, and told him to take it
home to his father, and crack it gently, and then see
what would happen. The prince went his way very
well pleased, and the frog, tired with its task, jumped
back into the water.
His brothers had reached home first, and brought
with them a great many very pretty little dogs. There
were Wag-tails, Cur-tails, and Bob-tails, Crops and
Brushes, Spitzes and Sprightlies, Fans and Frisks,
Diamonds and Dashes, enough to stock the bowers of
all the fair ladies in the land.. The old king, willing to
help them all he could, sent for a large walnut-shell,
and tried it with every one of the little dogs. But one
stuck fast with the hind-foot out, another with the head
out, and a third with the fore-foot, a fourth with its
tail out-in short, some one way and some another;
but none were at all likely to sit easily in this new kind
of kennel. When all had been tried, the youngest
made his father a dutiful bow, and gave him the hazel-
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nut, begging him to crack it very carefully. The mo-
ment this was done out ran a beautiful little white dog
upon the king's hand; and it wagged its tail, bowed to
and fondled its new master; and soon turned about and
barked at the other little beasts in the most graceful
manner, to the delight of the whole court; and then-
went back and lay down in its kennel without a bit of;
either tail, ear, or foot peeping out. The joy of every
one was great; the old king again embraced his lucky
son, told his people to drown all the other dogs in the
sea, and said to his children, Dear sons, your weight-
iest tasks are now over, listen to my last wish: who-
ever brings home the fairest lady shall be at once the
heir to my crown."
The prize was so tempting, and the chance so fair
for all, that none made any doubts about setting to
work, each in his own way, to try and be the winner.
The youngest was not in such good spirits as he was
the last time; he thought to himself, The old frog
has -been able to do a great deal for me, but all its
power must be nothing to me now: for where should it
find me a fair maiden, and a fairer maiden too than
was ever seen at my father's court? The swamps
where it lives have no living things in them but toads,
snakes, and such vermin." Meantime he went on, and
sighed as he sat down again with a heavy heart by the
bridge. "Ah, frog !" said he, this time thou canst
do me no good." "Never mind," croaked the frog,
"only tell me what is the matter now." Then the
prince told his old friend what trouble had now come
upon him. "Go thy ways home!" said the frog;
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" the fair maiden will follow hard after: but take care,
and do not laugh at whatever may happen!" This
said, it sprang as before into the water, and was soon
out of sight.
The prince still sighed on, for he trusted very little
this time to the frog's word; but he had not set many
steps towards home before he heard a noise behind him,
and looking round saw six large water-rats dragging
along, at full trot, a large pumpkin cut out into the
shape of a coach. On the box sat an old fat toad, as
coachman; and behind stood two little frogs, as footmen;
and two fine mice, with stately whiskers, ran on before,
as outriders. Within sat his old friend the frog, rather
misshapen and unseemly to be sure, but still with
somewhat of a graceful air, as it bowed, and kissed its
hand to him in passing.
The prince was much too deeply wrapt up in thought
as to his chance of finding the fair lady whom he was
seeking, to take any heed of the strange scene before
him. He scarcely looked at it, and had still less mind
to laugh. The coach passed on a little way, and soon
turned a corner that hid it from his sight; but how
astonished was he, on turning the corner himself, to
find a handsome coach and six black horses standing
there, with a coachman in gay livery, and with the most
beautiful lady he had ever seen sitting inside I And who
should this lady be but the long-lost Cherry, for whom
his heart had so long ago panted, and whom he knew
again the moment he saw her As he came up, one
of the footmen made him a low bow, as he let down the
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steps and opened the coach door: and he was allowed
to get in, and seat himself by .the beautiful lady's side.
They soon came to his father's city, where his bro-
thers also came, with trains of fair ladies; but as soon
as Cherry was seen, all the court, with one voice, gave
the prize to her, as the most beautiful. The delighted
father embraced his son, and named him the heir to his
crown; and ordered all the other ladies to be sent to
keep company with the little dogs. Then the prince
married Cherry, and lived long and happily with her;
and indeed lives with her still-if he be not dead.
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THE DANCING SHOES.
THE DANCING SHOES.*
OVER the seas and far away there is a fine country
that neither you nor I, nor anybody else that we know,
ever saw; but a very great king once reigned there who
had no son at all, but had twelve most beautiful daugh-
ters. Now this king had no queen to help him to take
care of all these twelve young ladies; and so you may
well think that they gave him no little trouble. They
slept in twelve beds, all in a row, in one room: and
when they went to bed the king always went up, and
shut and locked the door. But, for all this care that
was taken of them, their shoes were every morning
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 could have been.
Then the king, you may be sure, was very angry at
having to buy so many new shoes; and he made it
known to all the land, that if anybody could find out
where it was that the princesses danced in the night, he
should have the one he liked best of the whole twelve
for his wife, and should be king after his death; but
"Die zertanzten Schuhe of Grimm; a Munster tale; known
also with variations in other parts, and eren in Poland, according to
the report made by Dobrowsky to MM. Grimm. The story is
throughout of a very Oriental cast, except that the soldier has the
benefit of the truly Northern Nebel, or Tarn-kappe, which makes the
wearer invisible. It should be observed, however, that in the Calmuc
Relations of Ssidi Kur, lately published in English by Mr. Thoms, we
have the cap, the wearer of which is seen neither by the gods nor
men, nor Tchadkurrs," and also the swiftly-moving boots or shoes.
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that whoever tried, and could not, after three days and
nights, make out the truth, should be put to death.
A king's son soon came. He was well lodged and
fed, 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 prince 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 nights :
so the king soon had this young gentleman's head cut off.
After him came many others; but they had all the
same luck, and lost their lives in the same way.
Now it chanced that an old soldier, who had been
wounded in battle, and could fight no longer, passed
through this country; and as he was travelling through
a wood, he met a little 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 these princesses dance, about whom people talk so
much; and then I might have a wife, and in time I
might be a king, which would be a mighty pleasant sort
of a thing for me in my old days." "Well, well," said
the old dame, nodding her head, "that is no very hard
task: only take care not to drink the wine that one of
the princesses will bring to you in the evening; and as
soon as she leaves you, you must seem to fall fast
asleep."
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Then she gave him a cloak, and said, "As soon as
you put that on you will become invisible; and you will
then be able to follow the princesses wherever they go,
without their being at all aware of it." When the
soldier heard this he thought he would try his luck: so
he went to the king, and said he was willing to un-
dertake the task.
He was as well lodged 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 slily threw it all away, 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 they
all laughed heartily; 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 put on the
twelve pair of new shoes that the king had just bought
them, and skipped about as if they were eager to begin
dancing. But the youngest said, "I don't know how
it is, but though you are so happy, I feel very uneasy;
I am sure some mischance will befall us." "You sim-
pleton !" said the eldest, "you are always afraid; have
you forgotten how many kings' sons have already
watched us in vain ? As for this soldier, he had one
eye shut already, when he came into the room; and
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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 sank 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 fairy had given him, and
followed-them. In the middle of the stairs he trod on
the gown of the youngest, and she cried out, "All is not
right; some one took hold of my gown." "You silly
thing !" said the eldest; "it was nothing but a nail in
the wall."
Then down they all went, and then ran along a dark
walk, till they came to. a door; and there they found
themselves ina most delightful grove of trees; and the
leaves were all of silver, and glittered and spaFkled beau-
tifully. The soldier wished to take away some token of
the place; so he broke off a little 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 the princes, who are
shouting for joy at our approach."
They soon came to another grove of trees, where all
the leaves were of gold; and afterwards to a third,
where the leaves were all glittering diamonds. And
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the soldier broke a branch from each; and every time
there came a loud noise,,that made the youngest sister
shiver with fear; but the eldest still said, it was only
the princes, who were shouting 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, waiting for the princesses.
One of the princesses went into each boat, and as
the boats were very small the soldier hardly knew what
to do. "My company will not be very agreeable to
any of them," said he; but, however, I must not be
left behind:" so he 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 how it is, but, though I am
rowing with all my might, we get on very slowly, and I
am quite tired: the boat seems very heavy to-day, espe-
cially at one end." "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 illuminated
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 soldier, 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 sadly frightened; but the eldest'
always stopped her mouth. They danced on till three
o'clock in the morning, and then. all their shoes were
worn out, so that they were forced to leave off. The
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princes rowed them back again over the lake; but this
time the soldier sat himself in the boat by the eldest
princess, and her friend too found it very hard work to
row that night. On the other shore they all took leave,
saying they would come again the next night.
When they came to the stairs, the soldier ran on
before the princesses, and laid himself down; and as
they came up slowly, panting for breath and very much
tired, they heard him snoring in his bed, and said,
" Now all is quite safe." Then they undressed them-
selves, put away their fine clothes, pulled off their
shoes, and went to bed, and to sleep.
In the morning the soldier said nothing about what
had happened, for he wished to see more of this sport.
So he went again the second and third nights, and every
thing happened just as before, the princesses dancing
each time till their shoes were worn to pieces, and. then
going home tired; but the third night the soldier car-
ried away one of the golden cups, as a token of where
he had been.
On the morning of the fourth day he was ordered
tot appear before the king; so he took with him the
three branches and the golden cup. The twelve prin-
cesses stood'listening behind the door, to hear what he
would say, laughing within themselves to think how
cleverly they had taken him in, as well as all the rest
who had watched them. Then the king asked him,
"Where do my twelve daughters dance at night?"
and the soldier said, With twelve princes in a castle
under ground." So he told the king all that had hap-
pened, and showed him the three branches and the
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golden cup, that he had brought with him. On this
the king called for the princesses, and asked them whe-
ther what the soldier said was true or not; and when
they saw they were found out, and that it was of no use
to deny what had happened, they said it was all true.
Then the king asked the soldier which of them he
would choose for his wife: and he said, I am not very
young, so I think I had better take the eldest." And
they were married that very day, and the soldier in due
time was heir to the kingdom, after the king his father-
in-law died; but what became of the other eleven
princesses, or of the twelve princes, I never heard.
Evening the Eleventh
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MASTER SNIP-GIANT GOLDEN-BEARD-PEE-WIT-
SPITZ AND THE SPARROW.
MASTER SNIP.*
'IT was a fine summer morning when Master Snip
the tailor, who was a very little man, bound his girdle
round his body, cocked his hat, took up his walking-
"Das Tapfen Sclmeiderlein" of Grimm. See the Notes on
"Thumbling and Tom Thumb."
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stick, and looked about his house, to see if there was
anything good that he could take with him on his
journey into the wide world. He could only find ,a
cheese; but that was better than nothing, so he took it
off the shelf; and as he went out the old hen met him
at the door, so he packed her too into his wallet with
the cheese.
Then off he set, and as he climbed a high hill he
saw a giant sitting on the top, picking his teeth with
the kitchen poker. Good day, comrade," said Snip;
" there you sit at your ease like a gentleman, looking
the wide world over: I have a mind to go and try my
luck in that same world. What do you say to going
with me ?" Then the giant looked down, turned up
his nose at him, and said, "You are a poor trumpery
little knave!" That may be," said the tailor; but
we shall see by and by who is the best man of the
two."
The giant, finding the little man so bold, began to
be somewhat more respectful, and said, "Very well, we
shall soon see who is to be master." So he took up a
large stone into his hand, and squeezed it till water
dropped from it. Do that," said he, "if you have a
mind to be thought a strong man." "Is that all?"
said the tailor; "I will soon do as much:" so he put
his hand into his wallet, pulled out of it the cheese
(which was rather new), and squeezed it till the whey
ran out. "What do you say now, Mr. Giant? my
squeeze was a better one than yours." Then the giant,
not seeing that it was only a cheese, did not know what
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to say for himself, though he could hardly believe his
eyes. At last he took up a stone, and threw it up so
high that it went almost out of sight. "Now then,
little pigmy, do that if you can." "Very good," said
the other; your throw was not a very bad one, but
after all your stone fell to the ground: I will throw
something that shall not fall- at all." That you can't
do," said the giant. But the tailor took his old hen
out of the wallet, and threw her up in the air; and she,
pleased enough to be set free, flew away out of sight.
"Now, comrade," said he, "what do you say to that ?"
" I say you are a clever hand," said the giant; "but
we will now try how you can work."
Then he led him into the wood, where a fine oak-
tree lay felled. Come, let us drag it out of the wood
together." "Oh, very well," said Snip: "do you
take hold of the trunk, and I will carry all the top and
the branches, which are much the largest and heaviest."
So the giant took the trunk and laid it on his shoulder;
but the cunning little rogue, instead of carrying any
thing, sprang up and sat himself at his ease among the
branches, and so let the giant carry stem, branches,
and tailor into the bargain. All the way they went he
made merry, and whistled and sang his song, as if
carrying the tree were mere sport; while the giant,
after he had borne it a good way, could carry it no
longer, and said, "I must let it fall." Then the tailor
sprang down, and held the tree as if he were carrying
it, saying, "What a shame that such a big lout as you
cannot carry a tree like this !"
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On they went together, till they came to a tall
cherry-tree; the giant took hold of the top stem, and
bent it down, to pluck the ripest fruit, and when he
had done gave it over to his friend, that he too might
eat. But the little man was so weak that he. could not
hold the tree down, and up he went with it, dangling
in the air like a scarecrow. Holla! said the giant,
"what now? can't you hold that twig?" "To be
sure I could," said the other; "but don't you see that
sportsman, who is going to shoot into the bush where
we stood? I took a jump over the tree to be out of
his way: you had better do the same." The giant tried
to follow, but the tree was far too high to jump over,
and he only stuck fast in the branches, for the tailor to
laugh at him. "Well, you are a fine fellow after all,"
said the giant; "so come home and sleep with me and
a friend of mine in the mountains to night, we will give
you a hot supper and a good bed."
The tailor had no business upon his hands, so he
did as he was bid, and the giant gave him a good
supper and a bed to sleep upon; but the tailor was too
cunning to lie down upon the bed, and crept slily into
a corner, and there slept soundly. When midnight
came, the giant stepped softly in with his iron walking-
stick, and gave such a stroke upon the bed, where he
thought his guest was lying, that he said to himself,
"It's all up now with that grasshopper; I shall have
no more of his tricks."
In the morning the giants went off into the woods,
and quite forgot Snip, till all on a sudden they met
R
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him trudging along, whistling a merry tune; and so
frightened were they at the sight, that they both ran
away as fast as they could.
Then on went the little tailor, following his spuddy
nose, till at last he reached the king's court; and then
he began to brag very loud of his mighty deeds, saying
he was come to serve the king. To try him, they-told
him that the two giants, who lived in a part of the
kingdom a long way off, were become the dread of the
whole land; for they had begun to rob, plunder, and
ravage all about them, and that if he was so great a
man as he said, he should have,a hundred soldiers, and
should set out to fight these giants; and that if he
beat them he should have half the kingdom. With
all my heart!" said he; "but as for your hundred
soldiers, I believe I shall do as well without them."
However they set off together, till they came to a
wood. "Wait here, my friends," said he to the
soldiers. "I will soon give a good account of these
giants:" and on he went, casting his sharp little eyes
here, there, and everywhere around him. After a
while he spied them both lying under a tree, and
snoring away, till the very boughs whistled with the
breeze. "The game's won, for a ducat said the
little man, as he filled his wallet with stones, and
climbed up into the tree under which they lay.
As soon as he was safely up, he threw one stone
after another at the nearest giant, till at last he woke
up in a rage, and shook his companion, crying out,
" What did you strike me for ? "Nonsense, you are
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dreaming," said the other; "I did not strike you."
Then both lay down to sleep again, and the tailor threw
a stone at the second giant, that hit him on the tip of
his nose. Up he sprang, and cried, What are you
about ? you struck me." "I did not," said the other;
and on they wrangled for a while, till, as both were
tired) they made up the matter and fell asleep again.
But then the tailor began his game once more, and
flung the largest stone he had in his wallet with all his
force, and hit the first giant on the eye. That is too
bad," cried he, roaring as if he was mad: I will not
bear it." So he struck the other a mighty blow. He,
of course, was not pleased with this, and gave him just
such another box on the ear, and at last a bloody battle
began; up flew the trees by the roots, the rocks and
stones were sent bang at one another's head, and in
the end both lay dead upon the spot. "It is a good
thing," said the tailor, "that they let my tree stand, or
I must have made a fine jump."
Then down he ran, and took his sword and gave
each of them two or three very deep wounds on the
breast, and set off to look for the soldiers.. "There
lie the giants," said he; "I have killed them: but it
was no small job,-for they even tore trees up in their
struggle." ." Have you any wounds?" asked they.
"Wounds I that is a likely matter, truly," said he;,
"they could not touch a hair of my head." But the
soldiers would not believe him till they rode into the
wood, and found the giants weltering in their blood,
and the trees lying around torn up by the roots.
The king, after he had got rid of his enemies, was
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not much pleased at the thoughts of giving up half his
kingdom to a tailor. So he said, "You have not done
yet; in the palace court lies a bear, with whom you
must pass the night, and if when I rise in the morning
I find you still living, you shall then have your reward."
The king thought he had thus got rid of him, for the
bear had never yet let any one, who had come within
reach'of his claws, go away alive. "Very well," said
the tailor, "I am willing: who's afraid?"
So when evening came Master Snip was led out,
and shut up in the court with the bear, who rose at
once to give him a friendly welcome with his paw.
"Softly, softly, my friend," said he; "I know a way to
please you !" then at his ease, as if he cared nothing
about the matter, he pulled out of his pocket some fine
walnuts, cracked them, and ate the kernels. When the
bear saw this, he took a great fancy to having some
nuts too; so the tailor felt in his pocket, and gave him
a handful, not of walnuts, but of nice round pebbles.
The bear snapped them up, but could not crack one of
them, do what he would. "What a clumsy thickhead
thou art!" said the beast to itself; "thou canst not
crack a nut to-day." Then, said he to the tailor,
"Friend, pray crack me the nuts." "Why, what a
lout you are," said the tailor, to have such a jaw as
*that, and not be able to crack a little nut! Well, be
friends with me, and. Ill help you." So he took the
stones, and slily changed them for nuts, put them in his
mouth, and crack they went. "I must try for myself,
however," said the bear; now I see how you manage,
I am sure I can do it myself." Then the tailor gave
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him the cobble-stones again, and the bear lay down
and worked away as hard as he could, and bit and bit
with all his force, till he broke all his teeth, and lay
down quite tired.
But the tailor began to think this would not last
long, and that the bear might find him out, and break
the bargain; so he pulled a fiddle out from under his
coat, and played him a tune. As soon as the bear'
heard it, he could not help jumping up and beginning
to dance; and when he had jigged away for a while,
the thing pleased him so much that he said, Hark ye,
friend, is the fiddle hard to play upon ?" No, not at
all," said the other; (' look ye, I lay my left hand here
-and then I take the bow with my right hand, thus--
and then I. scrape it over the strings there-and away
it goes merrily-hop, sa, sa fal, lal, la!" Will you
teach me to fiddle," said the bear, "so that I may have
music whenever I want to dance?" "With all my
heart, but let me .look at your claws; they are so
very long, that I must first clip your nails just a little
bit."
Then Bruin lifted up his paws one after another,
and the tailor screwed them down tight, and said,
' Now wait till I come with my scissors." So he left
the bear to growl, as long and as loud as he liked, and
laid himself down on a heap of straw in the corner, and
slept soundly. In the morning when the king came,
he found the tailor sitting eating his breakfast merrily,
and master Bruin looking very much as if he had
had a bad night's rest. So the king, when he saw all
this, burst out a-laughing, and could no longer help
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keeping his
great one.
word: and thus a little man became a
GIANT GOLDEN-BEARD.*
IN a country village, over the hills and far away,
lived a poor man, who had an only son born to him.
Now this child was born under a lucky star, and was
Der Teufel mit den drei Goldnen Haaren," of Grimm; from
Zwehrn and Hesse. We have here taken the appellation "Giant," to
avoid offence; and felt less reluctance in the alteration, when we
found that some other versions of the same story (as the Popanz in
Biisching's Volks-Sagen) omit the diabolic agency. For similar
reasons we have not called the cave by its proper name of Hille,"
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therefore what the people of that country call a Luck's-
child; and those who told his fortune said, that in his
fourteenth year he'would marry no less a lady than the
king's own daughter.
It so happened that the king of that land, soon
after the child's birth, passed through the village in
disguise, and stopping at the blacksmith's shop, asked
what news was stirring. Great news!" said the
people. "Master Brock, down that lane, has just had
a child born to him that they say is a Luck's-child;
and we are told that, when he is fourteen years old, he
is fated to marry our noble king's daughter." This
the Scandinavian Hell. The old lady, called in the German the
" Eller-mutter," we suspect has some connexion with the Scandina-
vian deity, Hela," or Hella," whom Odin (when he saddled
straight his coal-black steed"), Hermod Huat, and Brynhilda, after
crossing the water as here, severally found in the same position, at the
entrance of the infernal regions.
The child is described in our translation as owing its reputation to
being born under a lucky star. In the original it is born with a
Gliickshaut, or caul. The tradition in Iceland is, that a good genius
dwells in this envelope, who accompanies and blesses the child through
life. The giant's powers of scent will of course remind the curious
reader of the
Snouk but, Snoulkben,
I find the smell of earthly men,"
in Jack and the Bean Stalk.
So in Mad Tom's ballad in Shakespeare,-
Child Rowland to the dark tower came-
His word was still--Fie, Foh, Fum,
I smell the blood of a British man," &c.
The similarity of the Child's adventures with those of Danish
ballads in the Kdimpe Visir, has been pointed out by Jamieson in his
Popular Ballads, and in the Illustrations of Northern Antiquities,
p. 397.
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did not please the king; so he went to the poor child's
parents, and asked them whether they would sell him
their son ? "No," said they. But the stranger begged
very hard, and said he would give a great'deal of money:
so as they had scarcely bread to eat, they at last agreed,
saying to themselves, He is a Luck's-child; all, there-
fore, is no doubt for the best-he can come to no harm."
The king took the child, put it into a box, and rode
away; but when he came to a deep stream he threw it
into the current, and said to himself, That young gen-
tleman will never be my daughter's husband." The
box, however, floated down the stream. Some kind fairy
watched over it, so that no water reached the child;
and at last, about two miles from the king's chief city,
it stopped at the dam of a mill. The miller soon saw
it, and took a long pole and drew it towards the shore,
and finding it heavy, thought there was gold inside;
but when he opened it he found a pretty little boy that
smiled upon him merrily. Now the miller and his wife
had no children, and they therefore rejoiced to see their
prize, saying, "Heaven has sent it to us;" so they
treated it very kindly, and brought it up with such care
that every one liked and loved it.
About thirteen years passed over their heads, when
the same king came by chance to the mill, and seeing
the boy, asked the miller if that was his son. "No,"
said he, "I found him, when a babe, floating down the
river in a box into the mill-dam." How long ago?"
asked the king. Sonie thirteen years," said the
miller. He is a fine fellow," said the king; "can you
spare him to carry a letter to the queen ? It will please
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me very much, and I will give him two pieces of gold
for his trouble." As your majesty pleases," said the
miller.
Now the king had guessed at once that this must
be the child he had tried to drown, so he wrote a letter
by him to the queen, saying, "As soon as the bearer of
this reaches you, let him be killed and buried, so that
all may be over before I come back."
The young man set out with this letter but missed
his way, and came in the evening to a dark wood.
Through the gloom he saw a light afar off, to which he
bent his steps, and found that it came from a little cot-
tage. There was no one within except an old woman,
who was frightened at seeing him, and said," Why do
you come hither, and whither are you going ?" "I am
going to the queen, to whom I was to have given a
letter; but I have lost my way, and shall be glad if you
will give me a night's rest." "You are very unlucky,"'
said she, for this is a robbers' hut; and if the band
come back while you are here it may be worse for you."
" I am so tired, however," replied he, "that I must
take my chance, for I can go no further;" so he laid
the letter on the table, stretched himself out upon a
,bench, and fell asleep.
When the robbers came home and saw him, they
asked the old woman who the strange lad was. "I
have given him shelter for charity," said she; "he had
a letter to carry to the queen, and lost his way." The
robbers took up the letter, broke it open, and read the
orders which were in it to murder the bearer. Then
their leader was very angry at the king's trick; so he
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tore his letter, and wrote a fresh one, begging the queen,
as soon as the young-man reached her, to marry him
to the princess. Meantime they let him sleep on till
morning broke, and then showed him the right' way to
the queen's palace; where, as soon as she had read the
letter, she made all ready for the wedding: and as the
young man was very handsome, the .princess was very
dutiful, and took him then and there for a husband.
After a while the king came back; and when he
saw that this Luck's-child was married to the princess,
notwithstanding all the art and cunning he had used to
thwart his luck, he asked eagerly how all this had hap-
pened, and what were the orders which he had given.
"Dear husband," said the queen, here is your own
letter-read it for yourself." The king took it, and see-
ing that an exchange had been made, asked his son-in-
law what he had done with the letter he gave him to
carry. "I know nothing of it," said he; "if it is not
the one you gave me, it iust have been taken away in
the night, when I slept." Then the king was very
wroth, and said, "No man shall have my daughter
who does not go down into the. wonderfult.cave and
bring me three golden hairs from the beard of the
giant king who reigns there; do this, and you shall
have my free leave to be my daughter's husband." I
will soon do that," said the youth; so he took leave of
his wife, and set out on his journey .
At the first city that he came to, the guard at the
gate stopped him, and asked what trade he followed, and
what he knew. "I know everything," said he. "If
that be so," said they, you are just the man we want;
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be so good as to find out why our fountain in the mar-
ket-place is dry, and will give ho water. Tell us the
cause of that, and we will give you two asses loaded
with gold." With all my heart," said he, "when I
come back."
Then he journeyed on, and came to another city,
and there the guard also asked him what trade he fol-
lowed, and what he understood. "I know everything,"
answered he. "Then pray do us a good turn," said
they; tell us why a tree, which always before bore us
golden apples, does not even bear a leaf this year."
"Most willingly," said he, "as I come back."
At last his way led him to the side of a great lake
of water, over which he must pass. The ferryman soon
began to ask, as the others had.done, what was his
trade, and what he knew. "Everything," said he.
" Then," said the other, "pray tell me why I am forced
for ever to ferry over this water, and have never been
able to get my freedom ; I will reward you handsomely."
"Ferry me over," said the young man, and I will tell
you all about it as I come home."
SWhen he had passed the water, he came to the
wonderfullave. It looked very black and gloomy; but
the wizard king was not at home, and his grandmother
sat at the door in her easy chair. "What do you
want ? said she. "Three golden hairs from the giant's
beard," answered he. "You will run a great risk,"
said she, when he comes home; yet I will try what I
can do for you." Then she changed him into an ant,
and told him to hide himself in the folds of her cloak.
"Very well," said he: "but I want also to know why
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the city fountain is dry; why the tree that bore golden
apples is now leafless; and what it is that binds the
ferryman to his post." "You seem fond of asking
puzzling things," said the old dame; "but lie still, and
listen to what the giant says when I pull the golden
hairs, and perhaps you may learn what you want."
Soon night set in, and the old gentleman came home.
As soon as he entered he began to snuff up the air, and
cried, "All is. not right here: I smell man's flesh."
Then he searched all round in vain, and the old dame
scolded, and said, "Why should you turn everything
topsy-turvy? I have just 'set all straight." Upon this
he laid his head in her'lap, and soon fell asleep. As
soon as he began to snore, she seized one of the golden
hairs of his beard and pulled it out. Mercy!" cried
he, starting up: "what are you about?" "I had a
dream that roused me," said she, "and in my trouble I
seized hold of your hair. I dreamt that the fountain
in the market-place of the city was become dry, and
would give no water; what can be the cause ? Ah!
if they could find that out they would be glad," said
the giant: under a stone in the fountain sits a toad;
when they kill him, it will flow again."
This said, he fell asleep, and the..old lady pulled
out another hair. "What would you be at?" cried
he in a rage. "Don't be angry," said she, "I did
it in my sleep; I dreamt that I was in a great king-
dom a long way off, and that there was a beautiful
tree there, that used to bear golden apples, but that
.now has not even a leaf upon it; what is the meaning
of that ?" ".Aha!" said the giant, "they would like
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very well to know that. At the root of the tree a
mouse is gnawing; if they were to kill him, the tree
would bear golden apples again: if not, it will soon die.
Now do let me sleep in peace; if you wake me again,
you shall rue it."
Then he fell once more asleep; and when she heard
him snore she pulled out the third golden hair, and the
giant jumped up. and threatened her sorely; but she
soothed him, and said, It was a very strange dream I
had this time: methought I saw a ferryman, who was
bound to ply backwards and forwards over a great lake,
and- could never find out how to set himself free; what
is the charm that binds him ? "A silly fool !" said the
giant:: if he were to give the rudder into the hand of
any passenger that came, he would find himself free,
and the other would be forced to take his place. Now
pray let me sleep."
In the morning the giant arose and went out; and
the old woman gave the young man the three golden
hairs, reminded him of the three answers, and sent
him on his way.
He soon came to the ferryman, who knew him again,
and asked for the answer which he had said he would
give him. Ferry me over first," said he, "and then I
will tell you." When the boat reached the other side,
he told him to give the rudder to the first passenger
that came, and then he might run away as soon as he
pleased. The next place that he came to was the city
where the barren tree stood: "Kill the mouse," said
he, that is gnawing the tree's root, and you will have
golden apples again." They gave him a rich gift for
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this news, and he journeyed on to the city where the
fountain had dried up; and the guard asked him how
to make the water flow. So he told them how to cure
that mischief, and they thanked him, and gave him the
two asses laden with gold.
And now at last this Luck's-child reached home,
and his wife was very glad to see him, and to hear how
Swell everything had gone with him. Then he gave
the three golden hairs to the king, who could no4onger
deny him, though he was at heart quite as spiteful
against his -son-in-law as ever. The gold, however,
astonished him, and when he saw all the treasure he
cried out with joy, My dear son, where did you find
all this gold ? By the side of a lake," said the youth,
"where there is plenty more to be had." "Pray tell
me where it lies," said the king, "that I may go and
get some too." "As much as you please," replied the
other. "You must set out and travel on and on, till
you come to the shore of a great lake: there, you will
see a ferryman; let him carry you across, and when
once you are over, you will see gold as plentiful as sand
upon the shore."
Away went the greedy king; and when he came to
the lake he beckoned to the ferryman, who gladly took
him into his boat; and as soon as he was there gave
the rudder into his hand and sprang ashore, leaving
the old king to ferry away, as a reward for his crafti-
ness and treachery.
"And is his majesty plying there to this day?"
You may be sure of that, for nobody will trouble him-
self to take the rudder out of his hands.
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PEE-WIT.*
A PooR countryman, whose name was Pee-wit, lived
with his wife in a very quiet way, in the parish where
he was born. One day as he was ploughing with his
two oxen in the field, he heard all on a sudden some
one calling oit his name. Turning round, he saw no-
thing but a bird that kept crying Pee-wit Pee-wit "
Now this poor bird is called a Pee-wit, and, like the
cuckoo, always keeps crying out its own name. But
the countryman thought it was mocking him, so he
took up a huge stone and threw at it. The bird flew
off safe and sound; but the stone fell upon the head of
one of the oxen, and killed him upon the spot., What
can one do with an odd one?" thought Pee-wit to
himself as he looked at the ox that was left; so with-
out more ado he killed him too, skinned them both,
and set out for the neighboring town to sell the hides
to the tanner for as much as he could get.
He soon found out where the tanner lived, and
knocked at the door. Before, however, the door, was
opened, he saw through the window that the tanner's
daughter was hiding in an old chest a friend of hers,
whom she seemed to wish that no one should see. By
and by the door was opened. What do you want?"
Is a translation of a story called Kibitz, from the Volks-Sagen,
Mdirehen, und Legenden, of J. G. Biisching; but the tale in almost
all its incidents coincides in substance with "Das Biirle" of
SMM. Grimm, who give two versions of it. It resembles in some in-
stances the Scarpafico of Straparola, i. 3; and also Pentamerone,
ii. 10; as well as an adventure in the English History of Friar Bacon
and his Man.
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said the daughter. Then Pee-wit told her he wanted
to sell his hides; and it came out that the tanner was
not at home, and that no one there ever made bargains
but himself. The countryman said he would sell cheap,
and did not mind giving his hides for the old chest in
the corner; meaning the one he had seen the young
woman's friend get into.
Of course the maiden would not agree to this; and
they went on talking the matter over so long, that at
last in came the tanner, and asked what it was all
about. Pee-wit told him the whole story, and asked
whether he would give him the old chest for the hides.
"To be sure I will," said he; and scolded his daughter
for saying nay to such a bargain, which she ought to
have been glad to make, if the countryman was willing.
Then up he took the chest on his shoulders, and all the
tanner's daughter could say mattered nothing; away it
went into the countryman's cart, and off he drove. But
when they had gone some way, the young man within
began to make himself heard, and to beg and pray to
be 'let out. Pee-wit, however, was not so soon to be
brought over; but at last, after a long parley, a thou-
sand dollars were bid and taken; the money was paid,
and at that price the poor fellow was set free, and went
about his business.
Then Pee-wit went home very happy, and built a new
house, and seemed so rich that his neighbours wondered
and said, "Pee-wit must have been where the golden
snow falls." So they took him before the next justice
of the peace, to give an account of himself and show
that he came honestly by his wealth; and then he, told
them that he had sold his hides for one thousand
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dollars. When they hear it, they all killed their oxen,
that they might sell the hides to the same tanner; but
the justice said, "My maid shall have the first chance;"
so off she went: but when she came to the tanner, he
laughed at them all for a parcel of noodles, and said he
had given their.neighbour nothing but an old chest.
At this they were all 'very angry, and laid their
heads together to work him some mischief, which they
thought they could do while he was digging in his
garden. All this, however, came to the ears of the
countryman, who was plagued with a sad scold for his
wife, and he thought to himself, "If any one is to
come into trouble, I don't see why it should not be my
wife, rather than Pee-wit;" so he told her that he
wished she would humour him in a whim he had taken
into his head, and would put on his clothes and dig the
garden in his stead.
The wife did what was asked, and next morning
began digging. But soon came some of the neighbours,
and, thinking it was Pee-wit, threw a stone at her,-
harder, perhaps, than they meant,-and killed her at
once. Poor Pee-wit was rather sorry at this; but still
he thought that he had had a lucky escape for himself,
and that perhaps he might, after all, turn the death of
his wife to, some account : so he dressed her in her own
clothes, put a basket with fine fruit (which was now
scarce, it being winter) into her hand, and set her by
the road-side, on a broad bench. After a while came by
a fine coach with six horses, servants, and outriders, and
within sat a noble lord, who lived not far off. When
his lordship saw the beautiful fruit, he sent one of the
s
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servants to the woman, to ask what was tih price of her
goods. The man went and asked, What is the price
of this fruit?" No answer.. He asked again. No
answer. And when this had happened three times, he
became angry, and, thinking she was asleep, gave her a
box on the ear, when down she fell backwards into the
pond that was behind the seat. Then up ran Pee-wit,
and cried out and sorrowed, because they had drowned
his poor dear wife; and threatened to have thelord and
his servants tried for what they had done. His lordship
begged him to be easy, and offered to give him the
coach and horses, servants and all; so the countryman,
after a long time, let himself be appeased a little, took
what they gave, got into the coach, and set off towards
his own home again.
As he came near, the neighbours wondered much at
the beautiful coach and horses, and still more when
they stopped and Pee-wit got. out at his own door.
Then he told them the whole story,, which only vexed
them still more; so they took him and fastened him up
in a tub, and were going to throw him into the lake that
was hard by. But whilst they were rolling the tub on
before them towards the water they passed by an ale-
house, and stopped to refresh themselves a little before
they put ap end to Pee-wit. Meantime they tied the
tub fast to a -tree, and there left it while they were
enjoying themselves within doors.
Pee-wit no sooner found himself alone, than he began
to turn over in his mind how he could get free. He
listened, and soon heard, Ba, ba! from a flock of sheep
and lambs that were coming by. Then he lifted up his
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voice, and shouted out, "I will not be burgomaster, I
say ; I will not be made burgomaster." The shepherd
hearing this went up and said, "What is all this noise
about?" "'Oh!" said Pee-wit, "my neighbours will
make me burgomaster against my will; and when I
told them I would not agree, they put me into this
cask, and are going to throw me into the lake." "I
should like very well to be burgomaster, if I were you,"
said the shepherd. "Open the cask, then," said the
other, "and let me out, and get in yourself, and they
will make you burgomaster instead of me." No sooner
said than done; the shepherd was in, Pee-wit was out:
and as. there was nobody to take care of the shepherd's
flock, Pee-wit drove it off merrily towards his own house.
When the neighbours came out of the alehouse they
rolled the cask on, and the shepherd began to cry out,
"I will be burgomaster now; I will- be burgomaster
now." I dare say you will, but you shall take a swim
first," said a neighbour, as he gave the cask the last push
over into the lake. This done, away they went home
merrily,leavingthe shepherd to get out as weliashecould.
But as they came in at one side of the village, who #
should they meet coming in by the other way but Pee-
wit, driving a fine flock of sheep and lambs before him I
" How came you-here ?" cried all with one yoice. "Oh!
the lake is enchanted," said he; when you threw me
in I sunk deep and deep into the water, till at last I
came to the bottom; there I knocked out the bottom of
the cask, and then I found myself in a beautiful meadow,
with fine flocks grazing upon it; so I chose a few for
myself, and here I am." "Cannot we have some too ?"
said they. "Why not ? there are hundreds and thou-
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sands left; you have nothing to do but to jump in, and
fetch them out."
So they all agreed they would dive for sheep; the
justice first, then his clerk, then the constables, and
then the rest of the parish one after the other. When
they came to the side df the lake, the blue sky was
covered over with little white clouds, like flocks of
sheep, and all were reflected in the clear water: so they
called out, "There they are! there they are already!"
and fearing lest the justice should get everything, they
jumped in all at once; but Pee-wit jogged home, and
made himself happy with what he had got, leaving his
neighbours to find flocks for themselves as well as they
could.
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SPITZ AND THE SPARROW.
SPITZ AND THE SPARROW.*
A SHEPHERD had a poor dog called Spitz, that had
been a faithful servant. But Spitz grew old, and his
master began to take no care of him, but often let him
suffer from hunger. At last he could bear it no longer,
so he took to his heels and ran off. On the road he
met a sparrow, that said to him, Why are you so sad,
my friend ?" Because," said Spitz, "I am very hun-
gry, and have nothing to eat." If that be all," said
the sparrow, come with me to the next town." So
on they went together into the town, and as they
passed by a butcher's shop the sparrow said to the dog,
" Stand there a little while, friend .Spitz, till I peck
you down a piece of meat." So the sparrow perched
upon the shelf, and having first looked cunningly round
and round at all about her, to see if any one was there
watching her, she pecked' and scratched at a beef-steak
that was lying upon the edge of the shelf, till at last
down it fell. Then Master Spitz snapped it up and
scrambled away with it into a corner, where he soon
ate it all up. "Well," said the sparrow, "you shall
have some more if you will; so come on to the next
shop, and I will get you a mutton-chop."
When the dog had eaten this, too, the sparrow said
to him, Well,' my good friend, have you had enough
now "' "I have had plenty of meat," said he, but I
should like to have a piece of bread to eat after it."
"Der Hund und der Sperling;" told with variations in Zwehrn,
Hesse, and GSttingen.
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"Come with me, then," said the sparrow, and you
shall soon have that too." So she took him to a
baker's shop, and pecked at two rolls that lay in the
window till they fell down.
When those were eaten, the sparrow asked Spitz
whether he had had enough now.. "Yes," said he;
and now let us take a walk a little way out of the
town." So they both went out upon the high road;
but as the weather was warm, they had not gone far
before the dog said, "I am very much tired,-I should
like to take a nap." "Very well," said the sparrow,
"do so, and in the meantime I will perch upon that
bush." So Spitz lay down in the road, and fell fast
asleep.
Whilst he slept, there came by a carter with a cart
drawn by three horses, and loaded with two casks of
wine. The sparrow, seeing that the carter did not turn
out of the way, but would go on in the track in which
Spitz lay, so as to drive over him,-called out, Stop !
stop! Mr. Carter, or it shall be the worse for you."
But the carter grumbled to himself, "You make it the
worse for me, indeed! what can you do ?" and cracked
his whip, and drove his cart over the poor dog, so that
the wheels crushed him to death. "There," cried the
sparrow, thou cruel villain, thou hast killed my friend
Spitz! Now mind what I say. This deed of thine
shall cost thee all thou art worth." "Do your worst,
and welcome," said the brute.
But the sparrow crept under the tilt of the cart and
pecked at the bung of one of the casks till she loosened
it; and then all the wine ran out without the carter
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seeing it. At last he looked round, and saw that the
cart was dripping, and the cask quite empty. What
an unlucky wretch I am 1" cried he. "Not wretch
enough yet!" said the sparrow, as she alighted upon
the head of one of the horses, and pecked at him till he
reared up and kicked. When the carter saw this he
drew out his hatchet, and aimed a blow at the sparrow,
meaning to kill her; but she flew away, and the blow
fell upon the poor horse's head with such force that he
fell down dead. Unlucky wretch that I am!" cried
he. "Not wretch enough yet!" said the sparrow.
And as the carter went on with the other two horses,
she again crept under the tilt of the cart, and pecked
out the bung of the second cask, so that all the wine
ran out.
When the carter saw this, he again cried out,
" Miserable wretch that I am!" But the sparrow
answered, "Not wretch enough yet!" and perched on
the head of the second horse, and pecked at him too.
The carter ran up and struck at her again with his
hatchet; but away she flew, and the blow fell upon the
second horse, and killed him on the spot. "Unlucky
wretch that I am !" said he. Not wretch enough
yet!" said the sparrow; and perching upon the third
horse, she began to peck him too. The carter was
mad with fury; and without looking about him, or
caring what he was about, struck again at the sparrow,
but killed his third horse. "Alas! miserable wretch
that I am I" cried he. "Not wretch enough yet!"
answered the sparrow, -as she flew away; now will I
plague and punish thee at thy own house." The carter
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was forced at last to leave his cart behind him, and to
go home overflowing with rage and sorrow.
"Alas," said he to his wife, "what ill luck has
befallen me! My wine is all spilt, and my horses are
all three dead." Alas, husband !" replied she, and
a wicked bird has come into the house and has brought
with her all the birds in the world, I am sure; and they
have fallen upon our corn in the loft, ard are eating it
up at such a rate !" Away ran the husband up stairs,
and saw thousands of birds sitting upon the floor eating
up his corn, with the sparrow in the midst. Unlucky
wretch that I am!" cried the carter; for he saw that
his corn was almost all gone. "Not wretch enough
yet!" said the sparrow; "thy cruelty shall cost thee
thy life yet!" And away she flew.
The carter, seeing that he had thus lost all that he
had, went down into his kitchen, and was still not sorry
for what he had done, but sat himself angrily and
sulkily in the chimney-corner. But the sparrow sat on
the outside of the window, and cried, Carter! thy
cruelty shall cost thee thy life !" With that he jumped
up in a rage, seized his hatchet, and threw it at the
sparrow; but it missed her, and only broke the window.
The sparrow now hopped in, perched upon the window-
seat, and cried, "Carter! it will cost thee thy life!"
Then he became mad and blind with rage, and struck
the window-seat with such force that he cleft it in,two:
and as the sparrow flew from place to place, the carter
.and his wife were so furious that they broke all their
goods, glasses, chairs, benches, the table, and at last the
walls, without touching the bird at all. In the end,
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however, they caught her; and the wife said, Shall I
kill her at once?" "No," cried he, "that is letting
her off too easily; she shall die a much more cruel
death. I will eat her." But the sparrow began to
flutter about, and stretched out her neck and cried,
" Carter! it will cost 'thee thy life yet!" With that
he could wait no longer; so he gave his wife the
hatchet, and cried, Wife, strike at her and kill her in
my hand!" And the wife struck,; but she missed her
aim and hit her husband on the head, so that he fell
down dead, when the sparrow flew quietly home to her
nest.
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HANSEL AND GRETHEL-LILY AND THE LION--DONKEY-WORT--
HEADS OFF.
HANSEL AND GRETHEL.*
THaRE was once a poor man, who was a woodman,
and went every day to cut wood in the forest. One
day as he went along, he heard'a cry like a little child's:
A portion of Bruderchen und Schwesterchen; the remainder
we omitted, as branching into a new series of distinct adventures.
The story is very common in Germany, and is also known in Sweden.
Prsetorius, vol. ii. p. 255, will give the curious the whole art, mystery,
and history, of transformation of men into animals.
We must apologise to the reader of the original for the way in
which three stories, viz. Fundevogel," Der Liebste Roland," and
" Hansel and Grethel," have been here combined in one. Several of
the incidents will be familiar to the English reader; indeed, they are
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so he followed the sound, till at last he looked up
a high tree, and on one of the branches sat a very
little child. Now its mother had fallen asleep, and a
vulture had taken it out of her lap and flown away with
it, and left it on the tree. Then the woodcutter climbed
up, took the little child down, and found it was a pretty
little girl; and he said to himself, "I will take this
poor child home, and bring her up with my own son
Hansel." So he brought her to his cottage, and both
grew up together: he called the little girl Grethel,and
the two children were so very fond of each other that
they were never happy but when they were together.
But the woodcutter became very poor, and had no-
thing in the world he could call his own; and indeed
he had scarcely bread enough for his wife and the two
children to eat. At last the time came when even that
was all gone, and he knew not where to seek for help
in his need. Then at night, as he lay on his bed, and
turned himself here and there, restless and full of-care,
his wife said to him, Husband, listen to me, and take
the two children out early to-morrow morning; give
each of them a piece of bread, and then lead them into
common to almost every country, and are found as well in the Nea-
politan Pentamerone, as in the Hungarian Collection of Georg von
Gaal.
Those who wish to trace the dance-inspiring instrument of music
through all its forms of tradition, must be referred to the "Editor's
Preface to the late edition of Warton, p. 64.*
The old oak in the cut to this tale is the portrait of a venerable
friend; pot so well known as its size and antiquity deserve.-(See
Loudon's Arboretum, Part III. cap. cv. pp. 1764 and 1775.)
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the midst of the wood, where it is thickest, make a fire
for them, and go away and leave them alone to shift
for themselves, for we can no longer keep them
here." "No, wife," said the husband, "I cannot find
it in my heart to leave the children to the wild beasts
of the forest; they would soon tear them to pieces."
"Well, if you will not do as I say," answered the wife,
"we must all starve together." And she would not let
him have any peace until he came into her hard-hearted
plan.
Meantime the poor children too were lying awake
restless, and weak from hunger, so that they heard all
that Hansels mother said to her husband. "Now,"
thought Grethel to herself, "it is all up with us:" and
she began to weep. But Hansel crept to her bed-
side, and said, "IDo not be afraid, Grethel, I will find
out some help for us." Then he got up, put on his
jacket, 7and opened the door and went out.
The moon shone bright upon the little court before
the cottage, and the white pebbles glittered like daisies
on the green meadows. So he stooped down, and
put as many as he could into his pocket, and then
went back to the house. "Now, Grethel," said he,
"rest in peace !" and he went to bed and fell fast
asleep.
Early in the morning, before the sun had risen, the
woodman's wife came and awoke them. "Get up,
children," said she, "we are going into the wood;
there is a piece of bread for each of you, but take care
of it, and keep some for the afternoon." Grethel took
the bread, and carried it in her apron, because Hansel
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had his pocket full of stones; and they made their way
into the wood.
After they had walked on for a time, Hansel stood
still and looked towards home; and after a while he
turned again, and so on several times. Then his father
said, "Hansel, why doyou keep turning and lagging
about so? move on a little faster." "Ah, father,"
answered Hansel, I am stopping to look at my white
cat, that sits on the roof, and wants to say good-bye to
me." "You little fool!" said his mother, "that is
not your cat; it is the morning sun shining on the
chimney-top." Now Hansel had not been looking at
the cat, but had all the while been lingering behind, to
drop from his pocket one white pebble after another
along the road.
.When they came into the midst of the wood the
woodman said, "Run about, children, and pick up
some wood, and I will make a fire to keep us all
warm." So they piled up a little heap of brushwood,
and set it on fire; and as the flames burnt bright, the
mother said, "Now set yourselves by the fire, and go
to sleep, while we go and cut wood in the forest;: be
sure you wait till we come again and fetch you."
Hansel and Grethel sat by the fireside till the afternoon,
and then each of them ate their piece of bread. They
fancied the woodman was still in the wood, because
they thought they heard the blows of his axe; but it
was a bough, which he had cunningly hung upon a
tree, in such a way that the wind blew it backwards
and forwards against the other boughs; and so it
sounded as the axe does in cutting. Thus they waited
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till evening: but the woodman and his wife kept away,
and no one came to fetch them.
When it was quite dirk Grethel began to cry; but
then Hansel said, "Wait awhile till the moon rises."
And when the moon rose he took her by the hand,
and there lay the pebbles along the ground, glittering
like new pieces of money, and marking out the way.
Towards morning they came again to the woodman's
house, and he was glad in his heart when he saw the'
children again, for he had grieved at leaving them
alone. His wife also seemed to be glad; but in her
heart she was angry at it.
Not long afterwards there was again no bread in the
house, and Hansel and Grethel heard 'the wife say to
her husband, The children found their way back once,
and I took it in good part; but now there is only half a
loaf of bread left for them in the house; to-morrow you
must take them deeper into the wood, that they may.not
find their way out, or we shall all be starved.' It
grieved the husband in his heart to do as his selfish wife
wished, and he thought it would be better to share their
last morsel with the children; but as he had done as
she said once, he did not dare now to say no. When
the children had heard all their plan, Hansel got up,
and wanted to pick up pebbles as before; but when he
came to the door, he found his mother had locked it.
Still he comforted Grethel, and said, Sleep in peace,
dear Grethel! God is very kind, and will help us."
Early in the morning-, a piece of bread was given to
each of them, but still smaller than the one they had
before. Upon the road Hansel crumbled his in his
270-
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pocket and often- stood still, and threw a crumb upon
the ground. "Why do you lag so behind, Hansel ?"
said the woodman; "go your ways on before." "I
am looking at my little dove that is sitting upon the
roof, and wants to say good-bye to me." You silly
boy !" said the wife, "that is not your little dove; it is
the morning sun, that shines on the chimney-top."
But Hansel still went on crumbling his bread, and
throwing it on the ground. And thus they went on
still further into the wood, where they had never been
before in all their life.
There they were again told to sit down by a large
fire, and go to sleep; and the woodman and his wife
said they would come in the evening and fetch them
away. In the afternoon Hansel shared Grethel's bread,
because he had strewed all his upon the road; but the
day passed away, and evening passed away too, and no
one came to the poor children. Still Hansel comforted
Grethel, and said, Wait till the moon rises; and then
I shall be able to see the crumbs of bread which I have
strewed, and they will show us the way home."
The moon rose; but when Hansel looked for the
crumbs they were gone, for hundreds of little birds in
tne wood had found them and picked them up. Hansel,
however, set out to try and find his way home; but
they soon lost themselves in the wilderness, and went
on through the night and all the next day, till at last
they laid down and fell asleep for weariness. Another
day they went on as before, but still did not come to
the end of the'wood; and they were as hungry as could
be, for they had had nothing to eat.
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In the afternoon of the third day they came to a
strange little hut, made of bread, with a roof .of cake,
and windows of barley-sugar. "Now we will sit down
and eat till we have had enough," said Hansel; "I will
eat off the roof for my share; do you eat the windows,
Grethel, they will be nice and sweet for you." Whilst
Grethel, however, was picking at the barley-sugar, a
pretty voice called softly from within,
Tip, tap who goes there ?"
But the children answered,
"The wind, the wind,
That blows through the air "
and went on eating.. Now Grethel had broken out a
round pane of the window for herself, and Hansel had
torn off a large piece of cake from the roof, when the
door opened, and a little old fairy came gliding out. At
this Hansel and Grethel were so frightened, that they
let fall what they had in their hands. But the old lady
nodded to them, and said, "Dear children, where have
you been wandering about ? Come in with me; you
shall have something good."
So she took them both by the hand, and led them
into her little hut, and brought out plenty to eat,-
milk and pancakes, with sugar, apples, and nuts; and
then two beautiful little beds were got ready, and
Grethel and Hansel laid themselves down, and thought
they were in heaven. But the fairy was a spiteful one,
and made her pretty sweetmeat house to entrap little
children. Early in the morning, before they were
awake, she went to their little beds; and though she
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saw the two sleeping and looking so sweetly, she had no
pity on them, but was glad they were in her power.
Then she took up Hansel, and fastened him up in a
coop by himself, and when he awoke he found himself
behind a grating, shut up safely, as chickens are; but
she shook Grethel, and called out, "Get up, you lazy
little thing, and fetch some water; and go into the
kitchen, and cook something good to eat : your brother
is shut up yonder; I shall first fatten him, and when
he is fat, I think I shall eat him."
When the fairy was gone poor Grethel watched her
time, and got up, and ran to Hansel, and told him what
she had heard, and said, We must run away quickly,
for the old woman is a bad fairy, and will kill us."
But Hansel said, "You must first steal away her fairy
wand, that we may save ourselves if she should follow;
and bring the pipe too that hangs up in her room."
Then the little maiden ran back, and fetched the magic
wand and the pipe, and away they went together; so
when the old fairy came back and could see no one at
home, she sprang in a great rage to the window, and
looked out into the wide world (which she could do far
and near), and a long way off she spied Grethel, run-
ning away with her dear Hansel. "You are already a
great way off," said she; but you will still fall into
my hands."
Then she put on her boots, which walked several
miles at a step, and scarcely made two steps with them
before she overtook the children; but Grethel saw that
the fairy was coming after them, and, by the help of the
wand, turned her friend Hansel into a lake of water,
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and herself into a swan, which swam about in the
middle of. it. So the fairy sat herself down on the
shore, and took a great deal of trouble to decoy the
swan, and threw crumbs of bread to it; but it would not
come near her, and she was forced to go home in the
evening without taking her revenge. Then Grethel
changed herself and Hansel back into their own forms
once more, and they went journeying on the whole
night,.until the dawn of day: and then the maiden
turned herself into a beautiful rose, that grew in the
midst of a quickset hedge; and Hansel sat by the side.
The fairy soon came striding along. Good piper,"
said she, may I pluck yon beautiful rose for myself ?"
"0O yes," answered he. "And then," thought he to
himself,:"I will play you a tune meantime." So when
she had crept into the hedge in a great hurry, to gather
the flower-for she well knew what it was,-he pulled
out the pipe slily, and began to play. Now the pipe
was a fairy pipe, and, whether they liked it or not,
whoever heard it was obliged to dance. So the old
fairy.was forced to dance a merry jig, on and on without
any rest, and without being able to reach the rose. And
as he did.not cease playing a moment, the thorns at
length tore the clothes from off her body, and pricked
,her sorely, and there she stuck quite fast.
Then Gret bel set herself free once more, and on they
went; but she grew very tired, and Hansel said, Now
I will hasten home for help." And Grethel said, "I
will stay here in the meantime, and wait for you."
Then Hansel went away, and Grethel was to wait for
him.
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But when Grethel had staid in the field a long time,
and found he did not come back, she became quite sor-
rowful, and turned herself into a little daisy, and thought
to herself, Some one will come and tread me under
foot, and so my sorrows will end." But it so hap-
pened that, as a shepherd was keeping watch in the
field, he saw the daisy; and thinking it very pretty, he
took it home, placed it in a box in his room, and said,
"I have never found so .pretty a daisy before." From
that time everything throve wonderfully at the shep-
herd's house. When he got up in the morning, all the
household work was ready done; the room was swept
and cleaned, the fire made, and the water fetched; and
in the afternoon, when he came home, the table-cloth
was laid, and a good dinner ready set for him. He
could not make out how all this happened, for he saw
no one in his house; and although it pleased him well
enough, he was at length troubled to think how it
could be, and went to a cunning woman who lived hard
by, and asked her what he should do. She said, There
must be witchcraft in it; look Qut to-morrow morning
early, and see if anything stirs about in the room: if it
does, throw a white cloth at once over it, and then the
witchcraft will be stopped." The shepherd did as she
said, and the next morning saw the box open, and the
daisy come out: then he sprang up quickly, and threw
a nbite cloth over it: in an instant the spell was
broken, and Grethel stood before him, for it was she
who had taken care of his house for him; and she was
so beautiful, that he asked her if she would marry him.
She said, "No," because she wished to be faithful to
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her dear Hansel; but she agreed to stay, and keep
house for him till Hansel came back.
Time passed on, and Hansel came back at last; for
the spiteful fairy had led'-him astray, and he had not
been able for a long time to find his way, either home
or back to Grethel. Then he and Grethel set out to go
home; but after travelling a long way, Grethel became
Tired, and she and Hansel laid themselves down. to
sleep in a fine old hollow tree that grew in a meadow
by the side of the wood. But as they slept the fairy-
who had got out of the bush at last-came by; and
finding her wand was glad to lay hold of it, and at
once turned poor Hansel- into a fawn while he was
asleep.
Soon after Grethel awoke, and found what had hap-
pened; and she wept bitterly over the poor creature;
and the tears too rolled down his eyes, as he laid him-
self down beside her. Then she said, Rest in peace,
dear fawn; I will never, never leave thee." So she
took off her golden necklace, and put it round his neck,
and plucked some rushes, and plaited them into a soft
string to fasten to it, and led the poor little thing by
her side when she went to walk in the wood; and when
they were tired they came back, and laid down to sleep
by the side of the hollow tree, where they lodged at
night: but nobody came near them except the little
dwarfs that lived in the wood, and these watched over
them while they were asleep.
At last one day they came to a little cottage; and
Grethel having looked in, and seen that it was quite
empty, thought to herself, We can stay and live here."
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Then she went and gathered leaves and moss to make a
soft bed for the fawn; and every morning she went
out and plucked nuts, roots, and berries for herself, and
sweet shrubs and tender grass for her friend; and it
ate out of her hand, and was pleased, and played and
frisked about her. In the evening, when Grethel was
tired, and had said her prayers, she laid her head upon
the fawn for her pillow, and slept; and if poor Hansel
could but have his right form again, she thought they
should lead a very happy life.
They lived thus a long while in the wood by them-
selves, till it chanced that the king of that country came
to hold a great hunt there. And when the fawn heard
all around the echoing of the horns, and the baying of
the dogs, and the merry shouts of the huntsmen, he
wished very much to go and see what was going on.
"Ah, sister! sister!" said he, "let me go out into the
wood, I can stay no longer." And he begged so long,
that she at last agreed to let him go. But," said she,
"be sure to come to me in the evening; I shall shut
up the door, to keep out those wild huntsmen; and if
you tap at it and say, Sister, let me in !' I shall know
you: but if you don't speak, I shall keep the door fast."
Then away sprang the fawn, and frisked and bounded
along in the open air. The king and his huntsmen saw
the beautiful creature, and followed, but could not
overtake him; for when they thought they were sure of
their prize, he sprang over the bushes, and was out of
sight at once.
As it grew dark he came running home to the hut,
and tapped, and said, "Sister, sister, let me in I" Then
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she opened the little door, and in he jumped, and slept
soundly all night on his soft bed.
Next morning the hunt began again; and when he
heard the huntsmen's horns, he said, Sister, open the
door for me, I must go again." Then she let him out,
and said, "Come back in the evening, and remember
what you are to say." When the king and the hunts-
men saw the fawn with the golden collar again, they
gave him chase; but he was too quick for them. The
chase lasted the whole day; but at last the huntsmen
nearly surrounded him, and one of them wounded him
in the foot, so that he became sadly lame, and could
hardly crawl home. The man who had 'wounded him
followed close behind, and hid himself, and heard the
little fawn say, Sister, sister, let me in I" upon which
the door opened, and soon shut again. The huntsman
marked all well, and went to the king and told him
what he had seen and heard; then the king said,
"To-morrow we will have another chase."
'Grethel was very much frightened when she saw
that her dear little fawn was wounded; but she washed
the blood away, and put some healing herbs on it, and
said, "Now go to bed, dear fawn, and you'will soon be
well again. The wound was so slight, that in the
morning there was nothing to be seen of it; and when
the horn blew, the little thing said, "I can't stay here,
I must go and look on; I will take care that none of
them shall catch me." But Grethel said, "I am sure
they will kill you this time: I will not let you go." "I
shall die of grief," said he, "if you keep me here;
when I hear the horns, I feel as if I could fly." Then
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Grethel was forced to let him go: so she opened the
door with a heavy heart, and he bounded out gaily into
the wood.
When the king saw him, he said to his huntsmen,
Now chase him all day long, till you catch him; but
let none of you do him any harm." The sun set,
however, without their being able to overtake him, and
the king called away the huntsmen, and said to the
one who had watched, "Now come and show me the
little hut." So they went to the door and tapped, and
said, "Sister, sister, let me in!" Then the door
opened, and the king went in, and there stood a maiden
more lovely than any he had ever seen. Grethel was
frightened to see that it was not her fawn; but a king
With a golden crown that was come into her hut: how-
ever, he spoke kindly to her, and took her hand, and
said, Will you come with me to my castle, and be my
wife?" "Yes," said the maiden, "I will go to your
castle, but I cannot be your wife; and my fawn must
go with me, I cannot part with that." "Well," said
the king, "he shall come and live with you all your
life, and want for nothing." Just then in sprang the
little fawn; and his sister tied the string to his neck,
and they left the hut in,the wood together. *
Then the king took Grethel to his palace, and on
the way she told him all her story: and then he sent
for the fairy, and made her change the fawn into Hansel
again; and he and Grethel loved one another, and were
married, and lived happily together all their days in
the good king's palace.
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LILY AND. THE LION.*
A MERCHANT, who had three daughters, was once
setting out upon a journey; but before he went he
asked each daughter what gift he should bring back
for her. The eldest wished for pearls; the second for
jewels; but the third, who was called Lily, said, "Dear
father, bring me a rose." Now it was no easy task to
find a rose, for it was the middle of winter; yet as she
was his prettiest daughter, and was very fond of flowers,
her father said he would try what he could do. So he
kissed all three, and bid them good-bye.
And when the time came for him to go home, he
had bought pearls and jewels for the two eldest, but he
"Das singende springende Lbweneckerchen" of Grimm, from
Hesse. Another version with variations comes from the Schwalm-
gegend; and from this latter we have taken the opening incident of the
summer and winter garden, in preference to the parallel adventure in
the story which MM. Grimi have adopted in their text. We have made
two or three other alterations in the way of curtailment of portions of
the story. The common tale of Beauty and the Beast" has always
some affinity to the legend of Cupid and Psyche. In the present
version of the same fable the resemblance is striking throughout. The
poor heroine pays the.price of her imprudence in being compelled to
wander over tVe world in search of her husband: she goes to heavenly
powers for assistance in her misfortunes; and at last, when within
reach of the object of her hopes, is near being defeated by the allure-
ments of pleasure. Mrs. Tighe's beautiful poem would seem purposely
to describe some of the immediate incidents of our tale, particularly
that of the dove.
The incidents in which the misfortune originates are to be found in
Pentamraone, ii. 9 (Lo Catenaccio), and still further in v. 4 (Lo Turzo
d'Oro). The scene in the bridegroom's chamber is in Pentam. v. 3
(Pintosmauto). Prsetorius, ii. p. 266, gives a" Beauty and the Beast"
story from Sweden.
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had sought everywhere-in vain for the rose; and when
he went into any garden and asked for such a thing,
the people laughed at him, and asked him whether he
thought roses grew in snow. This grieved him very
much, for.Lily was his dearest child; and as he was
journeying home, thinking what he should bring her,
he came to a fine castle; and around the castle was a
garden, in one half of which it seemed to be summer
time, and in the other half winter. On one side the
finest flowers were in full bloom, and on the other
everything looked dreary and buried in the snow. "A
lucky hit I" said he, as he called to his servant, and
told him to go to a beautiful bed, of roses that was
there, and bring him away one of the finest flowers.
This done, they were riding away well pleased, when
up sprang a fierce lion, and roared out, "Whoever has
stolen my roses shall be eaten up alive !" Then the
man said, "I knew not that the garden belonged to
you'; can nothing save my life ?" "No !" said the
lion, nothing, unless you undertake to give me what-
ever meets you first on your return home: if you agree
to this, I will give you your life, and the rose too for
your daughter." But the man was unwilling to do so,
and said, It may be my youngest daughter, who loves
me most, and always runs to meet me when I go home."
Then the servant was greatly frightened, and said, "It
may perhaps be only a cat or a dog. And at last the
man yielded with a heavy heart, and took the rose; and
said he would give the lion whatever should meet him
first on his. return.
And as he came near home, it was Lily, his youngest
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and dearest daughter, that met him; she came running,
and kissed him, and welcomed him home; and when
she saw that he had brought her the rose, she was still
more glad. But her father began to be very sorrowful,
and to weep, saying, Alas, my dearest child II have
bought this flower at a high price, for I have said I
would give you to a wild lion; and when he has you,
he will tear you in pieces, and eat you." Then he told
her all that had happened, and said she should not go,
let what would happen.
But she comforted him, and said, Dear father, the
word you have given must be kept'; I will go to the
lion, and soothe him: perhaps he will let me come safe
home again."
The next morning she asked the way she was to go,
and took leave of her father, and went forth with a bold
heart into the wood. But the lion was an enchanted
prince. By day he and all his court were lions, but in
the evening they took their right forms again. And
when Lily came to the castle, he welcomed her so court-
eously that she agreed to marry him. The wedding-
feast was held, and they lived happily together a long
time, The prince was only to be seen as soon as even-
ing came, and then he held his court; but every morn-
ing he left his bride, and went away by himself, she
knew not whither, till the night came again.
After some time he said to her, "To-morrow there
will be a great feast in your father's house, for your
eldest sister is to be married; and if you wish to go
and visit her my lions shall lead you thither."' Then
she rejoiced much at the thoughts of seeing her father
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once more, and set out with the lions; and every one
was overjoyed to see her, for they had thought her dead
long since. But she told them how happy she was,
and stayed till the feast was over, and then went back
to the wood.
Her second sister was soon after married, and when
Lily was asked to the wedding, she said to the prince,
" I will not go alone this time-you must go with me."
But he would not, and said that it would be a very
hazardous thing; for if the least ray of the torch-light
should fall upon him his enchantment would become
still worse, for he should be changed into a dove, and
be forced to wander about the world for seven long
years. However she gave him no rest, and said she
would take care no light should fall upon him. So at
last they set out together, and took with them their
little child; and she chose a large hall with thick walls
for him to sit in while the wedding-torches were
lighted; but, unluckily, no one saw that there was a
crack in the door. Then the wedding was held with
great pomp, but as the train came from the church, and
passed with the torches before the hall, a very small
ray of light fell upon the prince. In a moment he dis-
appeared, and when his wife came in and looked for
him, she found only a white dove; and it said to her,
"Seven years must I.fly up and down over the face of
the earth, but every now and then I will let fall a white
feather, that will show you the way I am going; follow
it, and at last you may overtake and set me free.
This said, he flew out at the door, and poor Lily
followed; and every now and then a white feather fell,
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'and showed her the way she was to journey. Thus
she went roving on through the wide world, and looked
neither to the right hand nor to the left, nor took any
rest, for seven years. Then she began to be glad, and
thought to herself that the time was fast coming when
all her troubles should end; yet repose was still far off,
for one day as she was travelling on she missed the
white feather, and when she lifted up her eyes she
could nowhere see the dove. Now," thought she to
herself, "no aid of man can be of use to me." So she
went to the sun and said, "Thou shinest everywhere,
on the hill's top and the valley's depth-hast thou
anywhere seen my white dove?" "No," said the
sun, "I have not seen it; but I will give thee a casket
-open it when thy hour of need comes."
So she thanked the sun, and went on her way till
eventide; and when the moon arose, she cried, unto it,
and said, Thou 'shinest through all the night, over
field and grove; hast thou nowhere seen my white
dove ?'" "No," said the moon, "I cannot help thee;
but I will give thee an egg-break it when need
comes."
Then she thanked the moon, and went on till the
night-wind blew; and she raised up her voice to it, and
said, "" Thou lowest through every tree and under
every leaf: hast thou not seen my white dove ?"
"No," said the night-wind, "but I will ask three
other winds; perhaps they have seen it." Then the
east wind and the west wind came, and said they too had
not seen it, but the south wind said, "I have seen the
white dove-he has fled to the Red Sea, and is changed
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once more into a lion, for the seven years are passed
away, and there he is fighting with a dragon; and the
dragon is an enchanted princess, who seeks to separate
him from you." Then the night-wind said, "I will
give thee counsel. Go to the Red Sea; on the right
shore stand many rods-count them, and when thou
comest to the eleventh, break it off, and smite the
dragon with it; and so the lion will have the victory,
and both of them will appear to you, in their own forms.
Then set out at once with thy beloved prince, and
journey home over sea and land, but be sure and do
not delay !"
So our poor wanderer went forth, and found all as
the night-wind had said; and she plucked the eleventh
rod, and smote the dragon, and the lion forthwith be-
came a prince, and the dragon a princess again. But
Lily forgot the counsel which the night-wind had
given, and did not set out at once homeward; and the
false princess watched her time, and took the prince by
the arm, and carried him away.
Thus the unhappy traveller was again forsaken and
forlorn; but she took heart and said, "As far as the
wind blows, and so long as the cock crows, I will jour-
ney on, till I find him once again." She went on for
a long, long way, till at length she came to the castle
whither the princess had carried the prince; and there
was a feast got ready, and she heard that the wedding
was about to be held. "Heaven aid me now !" said
she; and she took the casket that the sun had given
,her, and found that within it lay a dress as dazzling as
the sun itself. So she put it on, and went into the
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palace, and all the people gazed upon her; and the
dress pleased the bride so much that she asked whether
it was to be sold. Not for gold and silver," said she;
"but for flesh and blood." The princess asked what she
meant, and she said, "Let me speak with the bride-
groom this night in his chamber, and I will give thee
the dress." At last the princess agreed, but she told,
her chamberlain to give the prince a sleeping draught,
that he might not hear or see her. When evening
came, and the prince had fallen asleep, she was led into
his chamber, and she sat herself down at his feet and
said, I have followed thee seven years. I have been
to the sun, the moon, and the night-wind, to seek thee,
and at last I have helped thee to overcome the dragon.
Wilt thou then forget me quite?" But the prince all
the time slept so -soundly, that her voice only passed
over him, and seemed like the whistling of the wind
among the fir-trees.
Then poor Lily was led away, and forced to give up
the golden dress; and when she saw that there was no
help for her, she went out into a meadow, and sat her-
self down and wept. But as she sat she bethought
herself of the egg that the moon had given her; and
when she broke it, there ran out a hen and twelve
chickens of-pure gold, that played about, and then
nestled under the old one's wings, so as to form the
most beautiful sight in the world. And she rose up
and drove them before her, till the bride saw them from
her window, and was so pleased that she came forth
and asked her if she would-sell the brood. "Not for
gold or siler, but for flesh and blood: let me again
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this evening speak with the bridegroom in his chamber,
and I will give thee the whole brood."
Then the princess thought to betray her as before,
and agreed to what she asked: but when the prince
went to his chamber he asked the chamberlain why the
wind had whistled so in the night. And the chamber-
lain told him all--how he had given him a sleeping
draught, and how a poor maiden had come and spoken
to him in his chamber, and was to come again that
night. Then the prince took care to throw away the
sleeping draught; and when Lily came and began again
to tell .him what woes had befallen her, and how faithful
and true to him she had been, he knew his beloved
wife's voice, and sprang up, and said, "You have
awakened me as from a dream, for the strange princess
had thrown a spell around me, so that I had altogether
forgotten you; but Heaven hath sent you to me in a
lucky hour."
And they stole away out of the palace by night
unawares, and journeyed home, and there they found
their child, now grown up to be comely and fair; and
after all their troubles they lived happily together to
the end of their days.
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DONKEY-WORT.*
A MERRY young huntsman, named Peter, was once
riding briskly along through a wood, one while winding
his horn and another singing a merry song:-
Merrily rides the huntsman bold,
Blithesome and gay rides he:
He winds his horn, and he bends his bow,
Under the greenwood tree."
As he journeyed along, there came up a little old
womaiws -.and said to him, Good day, good day, Mr.
'Huntsman bold! you seem merrry enough, but I am
hungry and thirsty; do pray give me something t6 eat."
So Peter took pity on her, and put his hand in his
pocket, and gave her what he had. Then he wanted to
go his way; but she took hold of him, and said,
"Listen, Master Peter, to what I am going to tell you;
I will reward you for your kindness. Go your way, and
after a little time you will come to a tree, where you
will see nine birds sitting upon a cloak. Shoot into
the midst of them, and one will fall down dead. The
cloak will fall, too; take it as a wishing-cloak, and
The Krautesel of MM. Grimm. The transformation will of
course remind the reader of Apuleius. See also Praetorius, ii. 452,
where the lily has the restorative power. But the whole is only
another version of the story of Fortunatus; the origin of which is not
known, though the common version of it was probably got up in Spain,
if we may judge by the names Andaluhia, Marsepia, and Ampedo.
One version of it is in the Gesta Romanorum.
See some observations on the nature of the precious gifts, on
which the plot of this and the following story turns, in the preface to
the late edition of Warton's History ofEnglish Poetry (p. 66).
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when you wear it, you will find yourself at any place
you may wish to be. Cut open the dead bird, take
out its heart and keep it, and you will find a piece of
gold under your pillow every morning when you rise.
It is the bird's heart that will bring you this good
luck."
The huntsman thanked her, and thought to himself,
"If all this do happen, it will be a fine thing for me."
When he had gone a hundred steps or so, he heard a
screaming and chirping in the branches over him; so
he looked up, and saw a flock of birds, pulling a cloak
with their bills and feet; screaming, fighting, and tug-
ging at each other, as if each wished to have it himself.
"Well," said the huntsman, "this is wonderful; this
happens just as the old woman said." Then he shot
into the midst of them, so that their feathers flew all
about. Off went the flock chattering away; but one
fell down dead, and the cloak with it. Then Peter did
as the old woman told him, cut open the bird, took out
the heart, and carried the cloak home with him.
The next morning, when he awoke, he lifted up his
pillow, and there lay the piece of gold glitterng under-
neath; the same happened next day, and, indeed, every
day when he arose. He heaped up a great deal of gold,
and at last thought to himself, Of what use is this
gold to me whilst I am at home? I will go out into
the world, and look about me."
Then he took leave of his friends, and hung his horn
and bow about his neck, and went his way merrily as
before, singing his song:-
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Merrily rides the huntsman bold,
Blithesome and gay rides he:
He winds his horn, and he bends his bow,
Under the greenwood tree."
Now it so happened that his road led through a
thick wood, at the end of which was a large castle in a
green meadow; and at one of the windows stood an old
woman, with a very beautiful young lady by her side,
looking about them. The old woman was a fairy, and
she said to the young lady, whose name was Meta,
"There comes a young man out of the wood, with a
wonderful prize; we must get it away from him, my
dear child, for it is more fit for us than for him. He
has a bird's heart that brings a piece of gold- under his
pillow every morning." Meantime the-huntsman came
nearer, and'looked at the lady, and said to himself, I
have been travelling so long, that I should like to go
into this castle and rest myself, for I have money enough
to pay for anything I want;" but the real reason
was, that he wanted to see more of the beautiful lady.
Then he went into the house, and was welcomed kindly;
and it was not long before he was so much in love, that
he thought of nothing else but looking at Meta's eyes,
and doing everything that she wished. Then the old
woman said, "Now is -the time for getting the bird's
heart." So Meta stole it away, and he never found
any more gold under his pillow; for it lay now under
Meta's, and the old woman took it away every morn-
ing: but he was so much in love that he fiever missed
his prize.
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"Well," said the old fairy, "we have got the bird's
heart, but not the wishing-cloak yet, and that we must
also get." "Let us leave him that," said Meta; "he
has already lost all his wealth." Then the fairy was
very angry, and said, Such a cloak is a very rare and
wonderful thing, and I must and will have it." So
Meta did as the old .woman told her, and sat herself at
the window, and looked about the country, and seemed
very sorrowful. Then the huntsman said, "What
makes you so sad ?" Alas, dear sir," said she, yon-
der lies the granite rock, where all the costly diamonds
grow, and I want so much to go there, that, whenever I
think of it, I cannot help being sorrowful; for who can:
reach it ? only the birds and the flies,--man cannot."
"If that's all your grief," said huntsman Peter, "I'll
take you there with all my heart." So he drew her
under his cloak, and the moment he wished to be on
the granite mountain, they were both there.
The diamonds glittered so on aill sides, that they
were delighted with the sight, and picked up the finest.
But the old fairy made a deep drowsiness come upon
him; and he said to the young lady, Let us sit down
and rest ourselves a little, I am so tired that I cannot
stand any longer." So they sat down, and he laid his
head in her lap and fell asleep; and whilst he was
sleeping on, the false Meta took the cloak from his
shoulders, hung it on her own, picked up the dia-
monds, and wished herself at her own home again.
When poor Peter awoke, and found that his faith-
less Meta had tricked him, and left him alone on the
wild rock,-he said, "Alas! what roguery there is in the
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world !" And there he satin great grief and fear upon
the mountain, not knowing what in the world he
should do.
Now this rock belonged to fierce giants, who lived
upon it; and as he saw three of .them striding about,
he thought to himself, "I can only save myself by
feigning to "be asleep ;" so he laid himself down, as if
he were in a sound sleep. When the giants came up to
him, the first kicked him with his foot, and said, What
worm is this that lies here curled up. ?" Tread upon
him and kill him," said the second. "It's not worth
the trouble," said the third; "let him live: he will go
climbing higher up the mountain, and some cloud will
come rolling and carry him away." Then they passed
on. But the huntsman had heard all they said, and
as soon as they were gone he climbed to the top of the
mountain ;. and when he had sat there a short time, a
cloud camj: plhing around him, and caught him in a
whirlwind, ao'd bore him along for some time, till it
settled in a 'garden, and he fell quite gently to the
ground, amongst:,the greens and cabbages.
Then Master Peter got up and scratched his head,
and looked around him, and said, "I wish I had some-
thing to. eat; if I have not I shall be worse off than
before: for here I see neither apples nor pears, nor any
kind of fruits; nothing but vegetables." At last he
thought to himself, "I can eat salad, it will refresh and
strengthen me." So he picked out a fine head of some
plant that he took for a salad, and ate of it; but scarcely
had he swallowed two bites, when he felt himself quite
changed, and saw with horror that he was turned into
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an ass. However, he still felt very hungry, and the
green herbs tasted very nice; so he ate on till he came
to another plant, which looked very like the first: but
it really was quite different, for he had scarcely tasted
it when he felt another change come over him, and soon
saw that he was lucky enough to have found his old
shape, and to have become Peter again.
Then he laid himself down and slept off a little of
his weariness; and when he awoke the next morning
he brake off a head of each sort of salad, and thought
to himself, This will help me to my fortune again,
and enable me to punish some folks for their treachery."
So he set about trying to find the castle of his old
friends; and, after wandering about a few days, he
luckily found it. Then he stained his face all over
brown, so that even his mother would not have known
him, and went into the castle and asked for a lodging;
"I am so tired," said he, "that I can go no further."
Countryman," said the fairy, "who are you.? and
what is your business ?" "I am," said he, "a mes-
senger sent by the king to find the finest salad that
grows under the sun. I have been lucky enough to
find it, and have brought it with me; but the heat of
the sun is so scorching that it begins to wither, and I
don't- know that I can carry it any further."
When the fairy and the young lady heard of this
beautiful salad, they longed to taste it, and said, Dear
countryman, let us just taste it!" "To be sure l"
answered he; I have two heads of it with me, and I
will give you one;" so he opened his bag and gave
them the bad sort. Then the fairy herself took it into
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the kitchen to be dressed; and when it was ready she
could not wait till it was carried up, but took a few
leaves immediately, and put them in her mouth: but
scarcely were, they swallowed when she lost her own
form, and ran braying down into the court in the form
of an ass. Now the servant-maid came into the kitchen,
and seeing the salad ready was going to carry it up;
but on the way she, too, felt a wish to taste it, as the
old woman had done, and atq some leaves: so she also
was turned into an ass, and ran after the other, letting
the dish with the salad fall on the ground.
Peter had been sitting all this time chatting with
the fair Meta, and as nobody came with the salad, and
she longed to taste it, she said, I don't know where
the salad can be." Then he thought something must
have happened, and said, "I will go into the kitchen
and see." And as he went he saw two asses in the
court running about, and the salad lying on the ground.
"All right !" said he; "those two have had their
share." Then he took up the rest of the leaves, laid
them on the dish, and brought them to the young lady,
saying, "I bring you the dish myself, that you may not
wait any longer." So she ate of it, and, like the others,
ran off into the court braying away.
Then Peter the huntsman washed his face and-went
into the court, that they might know him. Now you
shall be paid for your roguery," said he, and tied them
all three to a rope, and took them along with him,
till he came to a mill, and knocked at the window.
" What's the matter ?" said the miller. "I have three
tiresome beasts here," said the other; "if you will
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take them, give them food and room, and treat them
as I tell you, I will pay you whatever you ask." With
all my heart," said the miller; but how shall I treat
them ?" Then the huntsman said, "Give the old one
stripes three times a-day and hay once; give the next
(who was the servant-maid) stripes once a-day and hay
three times; and give the youngest (who was the pretty
Meta) hay three times a-day and no stripes:" for he
could not find it in his heart to have her beaten. After
this he went back to the castle, where he found every-
thing he wanted.
Some days after the miller came to him and told
him the old ass was dead. "The other two," said he,
"are alive and eat; but they are so sorrowful that they
cannot last long." Then Peter pitied them, and told
the miller to drive them back to him; and when they
came, he gave them some of the good salad to eat.
The moment they had eaten, they were both.changed
into their right forms, and poor Meta fell on her knees
before the huntsman and said, "Forgive me all the ill
I have done thee; my mother forced me to it, and it
was sorely against my will, for I always loved you well.
Your wishing-cloak hangs up in the closet; and as for
the bird's heart, I will give you that too." But Peter
said, Keep it; it will be just the same thing in the
end, for I mean to make you my wife."
So Meta was very glad to come off so easily; and
they were married,,and lived together very happily till
they died.
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HEADS OFF.*
THERE was once a merchant who had only one child,
a son, that was very young, and barely able to run
alone. He had two richly-laden ships then making a
voyage upon the seas, in which he had embarked all his
wealth, in the hope of making great gains, when the
news came that both were, lost. Thus from being a
rich man he became all at once so very poor that no-
"Der Kiinig vom Goldenen Berg" of Grimm; from Zwehrn
and other quarters. There are many remarkable features in this story,
more especially its striking resemblance to the story of Sigurd or Sieg-
fred, as it is to be collected from the Edda, the Volsunga Saga, Wil-
kina Saga, the Niebelungen Lied, and the popular tale of The Horny
Siegfred. It is neatly abridged in Herbert's Misc. Poetry, vol. ii.
part ii. p. 14. The placing upon the Waters; the arrival at the castle
of the dragon or snake; the treasures there; the disenchantment of
Brynhilda (see our tale of Rose-bud) ; the wishing-ring; the gift of the
ring or girdle; the separation, from which jealousy and mischief are to
flow; the disguise of the old cloak, which we can easily believe to have
been a genuine tarn-cap; the encountering of the discordant guardians
of the treasures, as in the. Niebelungen Lied; the wonderful sword
Balmung or Mimung;
'' (Thro' hauberk as thro' harpelon
The smith's son's swerd shall hew;)" *
the boots "once worn by Loke when he escaped from Valhalla;" and
the ultimate revenge;-are all points more or less coincident with ad-
ventures well known to those who have made the old tables of the
North the objects of their researches. It should be recollected, how-
ever, that both the cap of invisibility and the boots of swiftness are to
be found in the Relations of Ssidi Kur. The Hungarian tales pub-
lished by Georg von Gaal, Vienna, 1822, contain one very similar to
this in many particulars. Three dwarfs are there the inheritors of the
wonderful treasures, which consist of a cloak, mile-shoes, and a purse
which is always full.
"Ettin Langshanks," translated from the Kdmpe Visir in the
Illustrations of Northern Antiquities.
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thing was left to him but one small plot of land; and
there he often went in an evening to take his walk, and
ease his mind of a little of his trouble.
One day, as he was roaming along in a brown study,
thinking with no great comfort on what he had been,
arid what he now was, and was like to be, all on a
sudden there stood before him a little rough-looking
black dwarf. "Prithee, friend, why so sorrowful?"
said he to the merchant; "what is it you take so
deeply to heart ?" "If you could do me any good I
would willingly tell you," said the merchant. "Who
knows but I may ? said the little man :- tell me what
ails you, and perhaps you will find I may be of some
use." Then the merchant told him how all his wealth
was gone to the bottom of the sea, and how he had no-
thing left but that little plot of land. Oh trouble
not yourself about that," said the dwarf; "only under-
take to bring me here, twelve years hence, whatever
meets you first on your going home, and I will give
you as much gold as you please." The merchant
thought this was no great thing to ask; that it would
most likely be his dog, or his cat, or something of that
sort, but forgot his little boy Heinel: so he agreed to
the bargain, and signed and sealed the bond, to do
what was asked of him.
But as he drew near home, his little boy was so glad
to see him that he crept behind him, and laid fast hold
of his legs, and looked up in his face and laughed.
Then the father started, trembling with fear and horror,
and saw what it was that he had bound himself to do;
but as no gold was come, he made himself easy, by
thinking that it was only a joke that the dwarf was
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playing him, and that, at any rate, when the money
came, he should see the bearer, and would not take it in.
About a month afterwards he went up stairs into a
lumber-room to look for some old iron, that he might
sell it and raise a little money; and there, instead of
his iron, he saw a large pile of gold lying on the floor.
At the sight of this he was overjoyed, and forgetting all
about his son, went into trade again, and became a
richer merchant than before.
Meantime little Heinel grew up, and as the end of
the twelve years drew near the merchant began to call
to mind his bond, and became very sad and thoughtful;
so that care and sorrow were written upon his face.
The boy one day asked what was the matter, but his
father would not tell for some time; at last, however,
he said that he had, without knowing it, sold him for
gold to a little, ugly-looking, black dwarf, and that
the twelve years were coming round when he must
keep his word. Then Heinel said, "Father, give your-
self very little trouble about that; I shall be too much
for the little man."
When the time came, the father and son went out
together to the place agreed upon: and the son drew a
circle on the ground, and set himself and his father in"
the middle of it. The little black dwarf soon came,
and walked round and round about the circle, but
could not find any way to get into it, and he either
could not, or dared not, jump over it. At last the boy
said to him, "Have you anything to say to us, my
friend, or what do you want?" Now Heinel had
found a friend in a good fairy, that was fond of him,
and had told him what to do; for this fairy knew what
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good luck was in store for him. "Have you brought
me what you said you would ?" said the dwarf to the
merchant. The old man held his tongue, but Heinel
said again, "What do you want here?" The dwarf
said, "I come to talk with your father, not with you."
"You have cheated and taken in my father," said the
son; "pray give him up his bond at once." "Fair
and softly," said the little old man; "right is right.
I have paid my money, and your father has had it, and
spent it; so be so good as to let me have what I paid
it for." You must have my consent to that first,"
said Heinel; "so please to step in here, and let us
talk it over." The old man grinned, and showed his
teeth, as if he should have been very glad to get into
the circle if he could. Then at last, after a long talk,
they came to terms. Heinel agreed that his father
must give him up, and that so far the dwarf should
have his way: but, on the other hand, the fairy had
told Heinel what fortune was in store for him, if he
followed his own course; and he did not choose to be
given up to his hump-backed friend, who seemed so
anxious for his company.
So, to make a sort of drawn battle of the matter, it
was settled that Heinel should be put into an open
boat, that lay on the sea-shore hard by; that the father
should push him off with his own hand, and that he
should thus be set adrift, and left to the bad or good
luck of wind and,weather. Then he took leave of his
father, and set himself in the boat; but before it got
far off a wave struck it, and it fell with one side low in
the water so the merchant thought that poor Ieinel
was lost, and went home very sorrowful, while the
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dwarf went his way, thinking that any rate he-had had
his revenge.
The boat, however, did not sink, for the good fairy
took care of her friend, and soon raised the boat up
again, and it went safely on. The young man sat safe
within, till at length it ran ashore upon an unknown
land. As he jumped upon the shore he saw before
him a beautiful castle, but empty and dreary within,
for it was enchanted. "'Here," said he to himself,
"must I find the prize the good fairy told me of." So
he once more searched the whole palace through, till at
last he found a white snake, lying coiled. up on a
cushion in one of the chambers.
I Now the white snake was an. enchanted princess;
and she was very glad to see him, and said, "Are you
at last come to set me free ? Twelve long years have I
waited here for the fairy to bring you hither as she
promised, for you alone can save me. This night
twelve men will come: their faces will be black, and
they will be dressed in chain armour. They will ask
what you do here, but give no answer; and let them
do what they will, beat, whip, pinch, prick, or torment
you, bear all; only speak not a word, and at twelve
o'clock they must go away. The second night twelve
others will come: and the third night twenty-four, who
will even cut off your head; but at the twelfth hour of
that night their power is gone, and I shall be free, and
will come and bring you the water of life, and will
wash you with it, and bring you back to life and
health." And all came to pass as she had said;
Heinel bore all, and spoke not a word; and the third
night the princess came, and fell on his neck and kissed
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him. Joy and gladness burst forth throughout the
castle, the wedding was celebrated, and he was crowned
king of the Golden Mountain.
They lived together very happily, and the queen
had a son. And thus eight years had passed over their
heads, when the king thought of his father; and he
began to long to see him once again. But the queen
was against his going, and said, "I know well that
misfortunes will come upon us if you go." However,
he gave her no rest till she agreed. At his going away
she gave him a wishing-ring, and said, Take this ring,
and put it on your finger, whatever you wish it will bring
you: only promise never to make use of it to bring me
hence to your father's house." Then he said he would
do what she asked, and put the ring on his finger, and
wished himself near the town where his father lived.
Heinel found himself at the gates in a moment;
but the guards would not let him go in, because he was
so strangely clad. So le went up to a neighboring
hill, where a shepherd dwelt,, and borrowed his old
frock, and thus passed unknown into the town. When
he came to his father's house, he said he was his son;
but the merchant would not believe him, and said he
had had but one son, his poor Heinel, who he knew was
long since dead; and as he was only dressed like a poor
shepherd, he would not even give him anything to eat.
The king, however, still vowed that he was his son, and
said, Is there no. mark by which you would know me
if I am really your son ?" "Yes," said his mother,
" our Heinel had a mark like a raspberry on his right
arm." Then he showed them the mark, and they knew
that what he had said was true.
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He next told them how he was king of the Golden
Mountain, and was married to a princess, and had a son
seven years old. But the merchant said, "That can
never be true; he must be a fine king truly who travels
about in a shepherd's frock!" At this the son was
vexed; and forgetting his word, turned his ring, and
wished for his queen and son. In an instant they
stood before him; but the queen wept, and said he had
broken his word, and bad luck would follow. He did
all he could to soothe her, and she at last seemed to be
appeased; but she was not so in truth, and was only
thinking how she should punish him.
One day he took her to walk with him out of the
town, and showed her the spot where the boat was set
adrift upon the wide waters. Then he sat himself
down, and said, I am very much tired; sit by me, I
will rest my head in your lap, and sleep awhile." As
soon as he had fallen asleep, however, she drew the
ring from his finger, and crept softly away, and wished
herself and her son at home in their kingdom. And
when he awoke he found himself alone, and saw that
the ring was gone from his finger. I can never go
back to my father's house," said he, they would say I
am a sorcerer: I will journey forth into the world, till
I come again to my kingdom."
So saying, he set out and travelled till he came to
a hill, where three giants were sharing their father's
goods; and as they saw him pass, they cried out and
said, "Little men have sharp wits; he shall part the
goods between us." Now there was a sword, that cut
off an enemy's head whenever the wearer gave the
words, "Heads off!" a cloak, that made the owner
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invisible, or gave him any form he pleased; and a pair
of boots, that carried the wearer wherever he wished.
Heinel said they must first let him try these wonderful
things, then he might know how to set a value upon
them. Then they gave him the cloak, and he wished
himself a fly, and in a moment he was a fly. "The-
cloak is very well," said he; now give me the sword."
" No," said they; not unless you undertake not to
say, 'Heads off! for if you do, we are all dead men."
So they gave it him, charging him to try it only on a
tree. He next asked for the boots also; and the mo-
ment he had all three in his power, he wished himself
at the Golden Mountain; and there he was at once.
So the giants were left behind, with no goods to share
or quarrel about.
As Heinel came near his castle he heard the sound
of merry music; and the people around told him that
his queen was about to marry another husband. Then
he threw his cloak around him, and passed through the
castle-hall, and placed himself by the side of his queen,
where no one saw him. But when anything to eat
was put upon her plate, he took it away and ate it him-
self; and when a glass of wine was handed to her, he
took it and drank it: and thus, though they kept on
giving her meat and drink, her plate and cup were
always empty.
Upon this fear and remorse came over her, and she
went into her chamber alone, and sat there weeping;
and he followed her there. "Alas!" said she to her-
self, "was I not once set free? why then does this
enchantment still seem to bind me?"
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304 EVENING THE TWELFTH.
"False and fickle one!" said he, ."one indeed came
who set thee free, and he is now near thee again; but
how have you used him? ought he to have had such
treatment from thee?" Then he went out and sent
away the company, and said the wedding was at an
end, for that he was come back to the kingdom. But
the princes, and peers, and great men mocked at him.
However, he would enter into no parley with them, but
only asked them whether they would go in peace, or not.
Then they turned upon him and tried to seize him; but
he drew his sword: "Heads off! cried he: and with
the word, the traitors' heads fell before him, and Heinel
was once more king of the Golden Mountain.
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Letterfrom Sir Walter Scott, referred to in page 214.
Edinburgh, 16th January, 1823,
I HAVE to return my best thanks for the very acceptable present
your goodness has made me, in your interesting volume of German
tales and traditions. I have often wished to see such a work under-
taken by a gentleman of taste sufficient to adapt the simplicity of the
German narratives to our own, which you have done so successfully.
When my family were at the happy age of being auditors of fairy tales,
I have very often endeavoured to translate to them, in such an ex-
tempore manner as I could, and I was always gratified by the pleasure
which the German fictions seemed to convey; in memory of which our
old family cat still bears the foreign name of Hinze, which so often
occurs in these little narratives. In a great number of these tales I
can perfectly remember the nursery stories of my childhood, some of
them distinctly, and others like the memory of a dream. Should you
ever think of enlarging your very interesting notes, I would with
S,.easure point out to jou such of the tales as I remember. The
. Prince Paddock was, for instance, a legend well known to me; where
a princess is sent to fetch water in a sieve, from the well of the World's
End, and succeeds by the advice of the frog, who bids her (on jiromise
to become his bride)
Stop with moss and clogg with clay,
And that will weize the water away."
The frog comes to claim his bride (and to tell'the tale with effect, the
sort of plash which he makes in leaping on the floor ought to be
imitated), singing this nuptial ditty,-
Open the door, my hinny, my heart,
Open the door my ain wee thing,
And mind the words that you and I spak,
Down in the meadow, by the well-spring."
Independently of the curious circumstance that such tales should be
found existing in very different countries and languages, which augurs
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LETTER FROM S1R WALTER SCOTT.
a greater poverty of human invention than we would have expected,
there is also a sort of wild fairy interest in them, which makes me
think them fully better adapted to awaken the imagination and soften
the heart of childhood than the good-boy stories which have been in
later years composed for them. In the latter case, their minds are as
it were put into the stocks, like their feet at the dancing-school, and
the moral always consists in good moral conduct being crowned with
temporal success. Truth is, I would not give one tear shed over Little
Red Riding Hood, for all the benefit to be derived from a hundred
histories of Jemmy Goodchild. Miss Edgeworth, who has with great
genius trod the more modern path, is, to be sure, an exception from
my utter dislike of these moral narratives; but it is because they are
really fitter for grown people than for children. I must say, however,
that I think the story of Simple Susan," in particular, quite inimitable.
But Waste Not, Want Not," though a most ingenious tale, is, I fear,
more apt to make a curmudgeon of a boy who has from nature a close
cautious temper, than to correct a careless idle destroyer of a whip-
cord.' In a word, I think the selfish tendencies will be soon enough
acquired in this arithmetical age; and that, to make the higher class of
character, our wild fictions-like our own simple music-will have
more effect in awakening the fancy and elevating the disposition than
the colder and more elaborate compositions of modern authors and
composers.
I am not acquainted with Basile's collection, but I have both
editions of Straparola, which I observe differ considerably. I could
add a good deal, but there is enough here to show that it is with sincere
interest that I subscribe myself,
Your obliged servant,
WALTER SCOTT.
To EDGAR TAYLOa, Esq.
London :-Printed by G. BARCLAT, Castle St. Leicester Sq.
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