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 Front Cover
 Half Title
 Frontispiece
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 The history of Whittington, part...
 The history of Whittington, part...
 The history of Whittington, part...
 The history of Whittington, part...
 The goose-girl, part I
 The goose-girl, part II
 The goose-girl, part III
 Trusty John, part I
 Trusty John, part II
 Trusty John, part III
 Trusty John, part IV
 The forty thieves, part I
 The forty thieves, part II
 The forty thieves, part III
 The forty thieves, part IV
 The forty thieves, part V
 The master-maid, part I
 The master-maid, part II
 The master-maid, part III
 The master-maid, part IV
 The master-maid, part V
 The master-maid, part VI
 The master-maid, part VII
 The master-maid, part VIII
 Aladdin and the wonderful lamp,...
 Aladdin and the wonderful lamp,...
 Aladdin and the wonderful lamp,...
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 Aladdin and the wonderful lamp,...
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Title: The history of Whittington and other stories based on the tales in the "Blue fairy book"
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Uniform Title: Whittington and his cat
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Physical Description: 160 p. : ill. ; 18 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912
Ford, H. J ( Henry Justice ), 1860-1941 ( Illustrator )
Jacomb Hood, G. P ( George Percy ), 1857-1929 ( Illustrator )
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Publication Date: 1890
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    Front Cover
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    Half Title
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    Frontispiece
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    Title Page
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    Table of Contents
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    The history of Whittington, part I
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    The history of Whittington, part II
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    The history of Whittington, part III
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    The goose-girl, part I
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    The goose-girl, part II
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    Trusty John, part I
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    Trusty John, part II
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    Trusty John, part III
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    The forty thieves, part I
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    The master-maid, part I
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    The master-maid, part III
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    Aladdin and the wonderful lamp, part I
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HISTORY OF WHITTINGTON

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BASED ON THE TALES IN THE 'BLUE FAIRY BOOK'

BY

ANDREW LANG


WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY II. J. AFO D AD P. JACOMB HOOD


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THE HISTORY OF WHITTINGTON


PART I

DICK WHITTINGTON was a very little boy when
his father and mother died; so little, indeed,
that he never knew them, nor the place where
he was born.
He strolled about the country as ragged as
a colt, till he met with a waggoner who was
going to London, and who gave him leave to
walk all the way by the side of his waggon,
without paying anything for his passage.
This pleased little Whittington very much,
as he wanted to see London sadly, for he
had heard that the streets were paved with
gold, and he was willing to get a bushel
of it.
But how great was his disappointment,
poor boy! when he saw the streets covered





8 THE HISTORY OF WHITTINGTON

with dirt instead of gold, and found himself in
a strange place, without a friend, without food,
and without money.
Though the waggoner was so kind as to
let him walk up by the side of the waggon
for nothing, he took care not to know him
when he came to town. In a little time the
poor boy was so cold and so hungry, that he
wished himself in a good kitchen and by a
warm fire in the country.
In this distress he asked charity of several
people, and one of them bid him Go to work
for an idle rogue.'
'That I will,' says Whittington, 'with all
my heart; I will work for you if you will
let me.'
The man, who thought this was rather a
saucy answer (though the poor lad intended
only to show his readiness to work), gave him
a blow with a stick which broke his head, so
that the blood ran down.
In this state, and fainting for want of
food, he laid himself down at the door of one
Mr. Fitzwarren, a merchant, where the cook
saw him, and, being an ill-natured hussy,





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ordered him to go about his business or she
would scald him.


Just at this moment Mr. Fitzwarren came
from the Exchange, and began also to scold





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at the poor boy, bidding him to go to
work.
Whittington answered that he should be
glad to work if anybody would employ him,
and that he should be able if he could get
some food to eat, for he had had nothing for
three days, and he was a poor country boy,
and knew nobody, and nobody would employ
him.
He then tried to get up, but he was so
very weak that he fell down again. This ex-
cited so much pity in thi merchant, that he
ordered the servants to take him in and give
him some meat and drink, and let him help
the cook to do any dirty work that she had to
set him about.
People are too apt to reproach those who
beg with being idle, but give themselves no
concern to put them in the way of getting
work to do, or considering whether they are
able to do it, which is not charity.





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THE HISTORY OF WHITTINGTON
PART II

BUT we return to Whittington, who would
have lived happy in this worthy family, had
he not been bumped about by the cross cook,
who must be always roasting or basting, and
when the spit was idle employed her hands
upon poor Whittington.
At last Miss Alice, his master's daughter,
was told of it, and then she took pity on the
poor boy, and made the servants treat him
kindly.
Besides the crossness of the cook, Whit-
tington had another difficulty to get over 'be-
fore he could be happy.
He had, by order of his master, a flock-
bed placed for him in a garret, where there
was a number of rats and mice that often ran
over the poor boy's nose, and disturbed him in
his sleep.
After some time, however, a gentleman
who came to his master's house gave Whit-
tington a penny for brushing his shoes. This





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he put into his pocket, and made up his mind
to lay it out to the best advantage.
The next day, seeing a woman in the street
with a cat under her arm, he ran up to know
the price of it.
The woman (as the cat was a good mouser)
asked a deal of money for it, but on Whit-
tington's telling her he had but a penny in
the world, and that he wanted a cat very badly,
she let him have it.
This cat Whittington hid in the garret, for
fear she should be beat about by his mortal
enemy the cook, and here she soon killed or
frightened away the rats and mice, so that the
poor boy could now sleep as sound as a top.
Soon after this the merchant, who had a
ship ready to sail, called for his servants, as
his custom was, in order that each of them
might venture something to try their luck.
Whatever they sent was to pay neither
freight nor custom, for he thought justly,
that God Almighty would bless him the more,
for his readiness to let the poor partake of his
fortune.
All the servants appeared but poor Whit-





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tington, who, having neither money nor goods,
could not think of sending anything to try
his luck. But his good friend Miss Alice,
thinking his poverty kept him away, ordered
him to be called.
She then offered to lay down something for
him, but the merchant told his daughter that
would not do, it must be something of his own.
Upon which poor Whittington said he had
nothing but a cat, which he bought for a
penny that was given him.
'Fetch thy cat, boy,' said the merchant,
'and send her.'
Whittington brought poor puss and gave
her to the captain, with tears in his eyes, for
he said he should now be disturbed by the
rats and mice as much as ever.
All the company laughed at this except
Miss Alice, who pitied the poor boy, and gave
him something to buy another cat.
While puss was beating the billows at sea,
poor Whittington was severely beaten at home
by his cruel mistress the cook, who used him
so unkindly, and made such game of him for
sending his cat to sea, that at last the poor






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boy made up his mind that he would run
away from his place.


So, having packed up
had; he set out very early
All-Hallows day.


the few things he
in the morning on





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He walked as far as Holloway, and there
sat down on a stone to consider what course
he should take. But while he was thus
thinking, Bow bells, of which there were only
six, began to ring; and he thought their
sounds addressed him in this manner:
'Turn again, Whittington,
Thrice Lord Mayor of London.'
'Lord Mayor of London 1 said he to him-
self; 'what would not one endure to be Lord
Mayor of London, and ride in such a fine
coach ? Well, I'll go back again, and bear
all the beatings and ill-usage of Cicely, rather
than miss the chance of being Lord Mayor '
So home he went, and happily got into
the house and about his business before Mrs.
Cicely had come downstairs.


THE HISTORY OF WHITTINGTON
PART III

WE must now follow Miss Puss to the coast
of Africa. How perilous are voyages at sea,
how uncertain the winds and the waves, and





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how many accidents attend the life of a
sailor!
The ship which had the cat on board was
long beaten about at sea, and at last, by con-
trary winds, driven on a part of the coast of
Barbary which was inhabited by Moors un-
known to the English.
These people received our countrymen with
kindness, and therefore the captain, in order
to trade with them, showed them the patterns
of the goods he had on board.
He sent some of them to the King of the
country, who was so well pleased that he sent
for the captain and the factor to his palace,
which was about a mile from the sea.
Here they were placed, according to the
custom of the country, on rich carpets, flowered
with gold and silver. The King and Queen
were seated at the upper end of the room, and
soon dinner was brought in. This consisted of
many dishes.
But no sooner were the dishes put down,
but an amazing number of rats and mice
came from all quarters, and ate up all the
meat in an instant.





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The factor, in surprise, turned round to the
nobles and asked if these vermin were not
offensive. Oh yes,' said they, 'very offen-
sive; and the King would give half his trea-
sure to be freed of them, for they not only
destroy his dinner, as you see, but they try
to bite him in his chamber, and even in bed,
so that lie is obliged to be watched while he
is sleeping, for fear of them.'
The factor jumped for joy. He remem-
bered poor Whittington and his cat, and told
the King he had a creature on board the ship,
that would kill all these vermin in a very
short time.
The King's heart heaved so high at the
joy which this news gave him, that his turban
dropped off his head.
'Bring this creature to me,' said he; 'ver-
min are dreadful in a court, and if she will
perform what you say, I will load your ship
with gold and jewels in exchange for her.'
The factor, who knew his business, began
to praise in the most glowing terms the merits
of Miss Puss.
He told his Majesty that he could not very





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well part with her, as, when she was gone,
the rats and mice might destroy the goods in
the ship-but to oblige his Majesty he would
fetch her.


Run, run,' said the Queen; 'I am im-
patient to see the dear creature.'
Away fled the factor, while another dinner
was being cooked, and returned with the cat
just as the rats and mice were eating that
also. IIe at once put down Miss Puss, who


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killed a great number of them, and vastly
enjoyed the fun of doing so.
The King was very glad to see his old
enemies destroyed by so small a creature, and
the Queen was highly pleased, and asked that
the cat might be brought near that she might
look at her.
Upon which the factor called 'Pussy, pussy,
pussy and she came to him.
He then took her to the Queen, who started
back, and was afraid to touch a creature that
had made such a havoc among the rats and mice.
However, when the factor stroked the cat
and called Pussy, pussy the Queen also
touched her and cried 'Putty, putty! for she
had not learned English.
He then put her down on the Queen's lap,
where she, purring, played with her Majesty's
hand, and then sang herself to sleep.
The King having seen what Miss Puss
could do, and being informed that her kittens
would stock the whole country, bargained with
the captain and factor for the whole ship's
cargo, and then gave them ten times as much
for the cat as all the rest amounted to.





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On which, taking leave of their Majesties
and all the fine folks at court, they sailed with
a fair wind for England, whither we must now
attend them.



THE HISTORY OF WHITTINGTON
PART IV

THE morn had scarcely dawned, when Mr.
Fitzwarren arose to count over the cash and
settle the business for that day. He had just
entered the counting-house, and seated himself
at the desk, when somebody came, tap, tap,
at the door.
'Who's there ?' said Mr. Fitzwarren.
'A friend,' answered the other.
'What friend can come at this unseason-
able time ?'
'A real friend is never unseasonable,'
answered the other. I come to bring you
good news of your ship the Unicorn."'
The merchant bustled up in such a hurry
that he forgot his gout; instantly opened the
door, and who should be seen waiting but the






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captain and factor, with a box full of jewels,
and a bill of lading, for which the merchant
lifted up his eyes and thanked heaven for
sending him such a prosperous voyage.
Then they told him the adventures of the
cat, and showed him the box of jewels which
they had brought for Mr. Whittington.
Upon which he cried out with great
earnestness :
'Go, send him in, and tell him of his fame,
And call him Mr. Whittington by name.'
It is not our business to point out the
faults of these lines. It is sufficient for us
that they are the words of Mr. Fitzwarren.
And though it is beside our purpose, and
perhaps not in our power, to prove him a
good poet, we shall soon convince the reader
that he was a good man, which was a much
better character. For when some who were
present told him, that this treasure was too
much for such a poor boy as Whittington, he
said :
'God forbid that I should deprive him of
a penny; it is his own, and he shall have it
to a farthing.'






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He then ordered Mr. Whittington in, who
was at this time cleaning the kitchen, and
would have excused himself from going into
the counting house, saying the room was
swept and his shoes were dirty and full of
hob-nails.
The merchant, however, made him come
in, and ordered a chair to be set for him.
Upon which, thinking they intended to
make sport of him, as had been too often
the case in the kitchen, he besought his
master not to mock a poor simple fellow who
intended them no harm, but let him go about
his business.
The merchant, taking him by the hand, said:
'Indeed, Mr. Whittington, I am in earnest
with you, and sent for you to wish you joy
on your great success. Your cat has procured
you more money than I am worth in the
world, and may you long enjoy it and be happy '
At length, being shown the treasure, and
convinced by them that all. of it belonged to
him, he fell upon his knees and thanked the
Almighty for his care of such a poor and
miserable creature.






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He then laid all the treasure at his
master's feet, who refused to take any part
of it, but told him he heartily rejoiced at
his prosperity, and hoped the wealth he had
acquired would be a comfort to him, and
would make him happy.
He then offered it to his mistress, and to
his good friend Miss Alice, who refused to
take any part of the money, but told him
she was very glad of his good success, and
wished him all possible happiness.
He then made handsome presents to the
captain, factor, and the ship's crew for the
care they had taken of his cargo.
He also gave nice gifts to all the servants
in the house, not forgetting even his old
enemy the cook, though she little deserved
it.
After this Mr. Fitzwarren advised Mr.
Whittington to send for the proper people
and dress himself like a gentleman, and made
him the offer of his house to live in till he
could provide himself with a better.
Now it came to pass when Mr. Whitting-
ton's face was washed, his hair curled, and he





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dressed in a rich suit of clothes, that he
turned out a genteel young fellow.
And, as wealth helps very much to give a
man confidence, he in a little time dropped
that sheepish behaviour which was caused
chiefly by bad treatment and unkindness, and
soon grew to be a sprightly and good com-
panion, insomuch that Miss Alice, who had
formerly pitied him, now fell in love with him.
When her father saw they had this good
liking for each other he proposed a match
between them, to which both parties cheer-
fully consented.
The Lord Mayor, Court of Aldermen,
Sheriffs, the Company of Stationers, the Royal
Academy of Arts, and a number of eminent
merchants attended the wedding, and were
treated to a fine dinner given for that purpose.
History further relates that they lived
very happy, had several children, and died at
a good old age.
Mr. Whittington served as Sheriff of London
and was three times Lord Mayor.
In the last year of his mayoralty he enter-
tained King Henry V. and his Queen, after





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his conquest of France, upon which occasion
the King, in consideration of Whittington's
merit, said :
Never had prince such a subject;' which
being told to Whittington at the table, he
replied:
'Never had subject such a king.'
His Majesty, out of respect to his good
character, conferred the honour of knighthood
on him soon after.
Sir Richard many years before his death
constantly fed a great number of poor citi-
zens, built a church and a college to it, with
a yearly allowance for poor scholars, and
near it built a hospital.






THE GOOSE-GIRL


THE GOOSE-GIRL

PART I

ONCE upon a time an old queen, whose
husband had been dead for many years, had
a beautiful daughter.
When she grew up she was betrothed to
a prince who lived a great way off.
Now, when the time drew near for her to
be married, and to depart into a foreign king-
dom, her old mother gave her much costly
baggage, and many ornaments, gold and
silver, and, in fact, everything that belonged
to a royal trousseau, for she loved her
daughter very dearly.
She gave her a waiting-maid also, who
was to ride with her and hand her over to
the bridegroom, and she provided each of
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Now the Princess's horse was called Falada,
and could speak.
When the hour for departure drew near,
the old mother went to her bedroom, and
taking a small knife she cut her fingers till
they bled.
Then she held a white rag under them,
and letting three drops of blood fall into it,
she gave it to her daughter, and said:
Dear child, take great care of this rag:
it may be of use to you on the journey.'
So they took a sad farewell of each other,
and the Princess stuck the rag in front of
her dress, mounted her horse, and set forth
on the journey to her bridegroom's kingdom.
After they had ridden for about an hour,
the Princess began to feel very thirsty, and
said to her waiting-maid:
'Pray get down and fetch me some water
in my golden cup out of yonder stream: I
would like a drink.'
'If you're thirsty,' said the maid, 'dis-
mount yourself, and lie down by the water
and drink; I don't mean to be your servant
any longer.'





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The Princess was so thirsty that she got
down, bent over the stream, and drank, for
she wasn't allowed to drink out of the golden
cup. As she drank she murmured:
'Oh, heaven! what am I to do?' and
the three drops of blood replied:
'If your mother only knew,
Her heart would surely break in two.'
But the Princess was meek, and said nothing
about her maid's rude behaviour, and quietly
mounted her horse again.
They rode on their way for several miles,
but the day was hot, and the sun's rays
smote fiercely on them, so that the Princess
was soon overcome by thirst again. And as
they passed a brook she called once more to
her waiting-maid:
'Pray get down and give me a drink from
- my golden cup,' for she had long ago forgotten
her maid's rude words.
But the waiting-maid replied, more rudely
even than before:
'If you want a drink, you can dismount
and get it; I don't mean to be your servant.'
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thirst to get down, and bending over the flow-
ing water she cried and said:
I -, -- .- i


'Oh! heaven, what am I to do?' and the
three drops of blood replied:





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'If your mother only knew,
Her heart would surely break in two.'

And as she drank thus, and leant right over
the water, the rag containing the three drops
of blood fell from her bosom and floated down
the stream, and she in her anxiety never even
noticed her loss.
But the waiting-maid had seen it with de-
light, as she knew it gave her power over the
bride, for in losing the drops of blood, the
Princess had become weak and powerless.
When she wished to get on her horse
Falada again, the waiting-maid called out:
I mean to ride Falada: you must mount
my beast;' and this too she had to submit to.
Then the waiting-maid commanded her
harshly to take off her royal robes, and to put
on her common ones, and finally she made her
swear by heaven not to say a word about the
matter when they reached the palace. And if
she hadn't taken this oath she would have
been killed on the spot.
But Falada observed everything, and laid it
all to heart.





THE GOOSE-GIRL


THE GOOSE-GIRL
PART II

THE waiting-maid now mounted Falada, and
the real bride the worse horse, and so they
continued their journey till at length they
came to the palace yard.
There was great rejoicing over the arrival.
and the Prince sprang forward to meet them,
and taking the waiting-maid for his bride, he
lifted her down from her horse and led her
upstairs to the royal chamber.
In the meantime the real Princess was left
standing below in the courtyard.
The old King, who was looking out of his
window, beheld her in this plight, and it struck
him how sweet and gentle, even beautiful, she
looked.
He went at once to the royal chamber, and
asked the bride who it was she had brought
with her, and left thus standing in the court
below.
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with me to keep me company on the journey;
give the girl something to do, that she mayn't
be idle.'
But the old King had no work for her,
and couldn't think of anything: so he said:
'I've a small boy who looks after the
geese, she'd better help him.'
The youth's name was Curdken, and the
real bride was made to assist him in herding
geese.
Soon after this the false bride said to the
Prince:
Dearest husband, I pray you grant me a
favour.' He answered:
'That I will.'
'Then let the slaughterer cut off the head
of the horse I rode here upon, because it be-
haved very badly on the journey.'
But the truth was she was afraid lest
the horse should speak, and tell how she had
treated the Princess.
She carried her point, and the faithful
Falada was doomed to die.
When the news came to the ears of the
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secretly promised him a piece of gold, if lie
would do something for her.
There was in the town a large dark gate,
through which she had to pass night and morn-
ing with the geese; would he 'kindly hang
up Falada's head there, that she might see it
once again? '
The slaughterer said he would do as she
wished; so he chopped off the head, and nailed
it firmly over the gateway.
Early next morning, as she and Curdken
were driving their flock through the gate, she
said as she passed under:
Oh Falada, 'tis you hang there '
and the head replied:
"Tis you; pass under, Princess fair:
If your mother only knew,
Her heart would surely break in two.'


Then she left the tower
into a field. And when
common where the geese
unloosed her hair, which
Curdken loved to see
and wanted much to pull
she spoke:
d


and drove the geese
they had reached the
fed, she sat down and
was of pure gold.
it glitter in the sun,
some hair out. Then





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'Wind, wind, gently sway,
Blow Curdken's hat away;
Let him chase o'er field and wold
Till my locks of ruddy gold,
Now astray and hanging down,
Be combed and plaited in a crown.'

Then a gust of wind blew Curdken's hat
away, and he had to chase it over hill and
dale.
When he returned from the pursuit, she
had finished her combing and curling, and his
chance of getting any hair was gone.
Curdken was very angry, and wouldn't
speak to her. So they herded the geese till
evening and then went home.
The next morning, as they passed under
the gate, the girl said:
'Oh Falada, 'tis you hang there;'


and the head replied:
''Tis you; pass under, Princess fair:
If your mother only knew,
Her heart would surely break in two.'

Then she went on her way till she came
to the common, where she sat down and
began to comb out her hair.





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Then Curdken ran up to her and wanted
to grasp some of the hair from her head, but
she called out hastily:
'Wind, wind, gently sway,
Blow Curdken's hat away;
Let him chase o'er field and wold
Till my locks of ruddy gold,
Now astray and hanging down,
Be combed and plaited in a crown.'


Then a puff of wind
Curdken's hat far away, so
run after it. And when he
long finished putting up her
he couldn't get any hair; so
geese till it was dark.


came and blew
that he had to
returned she had
golden locks, and
they watched the


THE GOOSE-GIRL
PA.T III

Bu' that evening, when they got home, Curd-
ken went to the old King, and said:
I refuse to herd geese any longer with
that girl.'
'For what reason?' asked the old King.
'Because she does nothing but annoy me
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all day long,' replied Curdken; and he pro-
ceeded to speak of all the tricks she had
played him, and said:
'Every morning as we drive the flock
through the dark gate, she says to a horse's
head that hangs on the wall:
"Oh Falada, 'tis you hang there; "

and the head replies:
'Tis you; pass under, Princess fair:
If your mother only knew,
Her heart would surely break in two."'

And Curdken went on to tell what passed
on the common where the geese fed, and how
he had always to chase his hat.
The old King bade him go and drive forth
his flock as usual next day; and when morn-
ing came he himself took up his position be-
hind the dark gate, and heard how the goose-
girl greeted Falada.
Then he followed her through the field, and
hid himself behind a bush on the common.
He soon saw with his own eyes how the
goose-boy and the goose-girl looked after the
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down and loosed her hair, that glittered like
gold, and repeated:
'Wind, wind, gently sway,
Blow Curdken's hat away;
Let him chase o'er field and wold
Till my locks of ruddy gold,
Now astray and hanging down,
Be combed and plaited in a crown.'


Then a gust of wind came and blew
Curdken's hat away, so that he had to fly
over hill and dale after it, and the girl in the
meantime quietly combed and plaited her hair.






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All this the old King observed, and re-
turned to the palace without anyone having
noticed him.
In the evening when the goose-girl came
home he called her aside, and asked her why
she behaved as she did.
I mayn't tell you why; how dare I con-
fide my woes to anyone ? for I swore not to
by heaven, otherwise I should have lost my
life.'
The old King begged her to tell him all,
and left her no peace, but he could get no-
thing out of her. At last he said:
'Well, if you won't tell me, confide your
trouble to the iron stove there;' and he went
away.
Then she crept to the stove, and began to
sob and cry and to pour out her poor little
heart, and said:
Here I sit, deserted by all the world, I
who am a king's daughter, and a false wait-
ing-maid has forced me to take off my own
clothes, and has taken my place with my
bridegroom, while I have to fulfil the lowly
office of goose-girl.





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'If my mother only knew,
Her heart would surely break in two.'

But the old King stood outside at the
stove chimney, and listened to her words.
Then he entered the room again, and bid-
ding her leave the stove, he ordered royal
apparel to be put on her, in which she looked
very, very lovely.
Then he called his son, and told him that
he had got the false bride, who was nothing
but a waiting-maid, while the real one, in
the guise of the ex-goose-girl, was standing at
his side.
The young King rejoiced from his heart
when he saw her beauty, and learnt how good
she was, and a great banquet was prepared,
to which everyone was bidden.
The bridegroom sat at the head of the
table, the Princess on one side of him, and
the waiting-maid on the other; but she was
so dazzled that she did not know the Princess
in her glittering garments.
Now, when they had eaten and drunk, and
were merry, the old King asked the waiting-
maid to solve a knotty point for him.





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'What,' said he, should be done to a
certain person who has deceived everyone ?'
and he went on to tell the whole story, end-
ing up with, Now what sentence should be
passed ?' Then the false bride answered:
She deserves to be put into a barrel lined
with sharp nails, which should be dragged by
two white horses up and down the street till
she is dead.'
You are the person,' said the King, 'and
you have passed sentence on yourself; and
even so it shall be done to you.'
And when the sentence had been carried
out the young King was married to his real
bride, and both reigned over the kingdom in
peace and happiness.





TR USI Y JOHN


TRUSTY JOHN
PART I

ONCE upon a time there was an old king who
was so ill that he thought to himself, 'I am
most likely on my death-bed.'
Then he said: Send Trusty John to me.'
Now, Trusty John was his favourite ser-
vant, and was so called because all his life
he had served him so faithfully.
When he approached the bed the King
spake to him.
Most trusty John, I feel my end is
drawing near, and I could face it without a
care were it not for my son. He is still too
young to decide everything for himself, and
unless you promise me to instruct him in all
he should know, and to be to him as a
father, I shall not close my eyes in peace.'
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desert him, and will serve him faithfully, even
though it should cost me my life.'
Then the old King said: Now I die com-
forted and in peace;' and then he went on:
' After my death you must show him the










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'When he beholds that picture he will
fall in love with it and go off into a dead
faint, and for her sake he will encounter
many dangers ; you must guard him from
this.'
And when Trusty John had again given
the King his hand upon it, the old man be-
came silent, laid his head on the pillow, and
died.
When the old King had been carried to
his grave, Trusty John told the young King
what he had promised his father on his death-
bed, and added :
And I shall keep my word, and shall be
faithful to you as I have been to him, even
though it should cost me my life.'
Now when the time of mourning was over,
Trusty John said to him :
It is time you should see your inherit-
ance. I will show you your castle.'
So he took him over everything, and let
him see all the riches and splendid apart-
ments, only the one room where the picture
was he did not open.
But the picture was placed so that if the





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door opened you gazed straight upon it, and
it was so beautifully painted that you fancied
it lived and moved, and that it was the most
lovable and beautiful thing in the whole
world.
But the young King noticed that Trusty
John always missed over one door, and said:
'Why do you never open this one for
me?'
'There is something inside that would
appal you,' he answered.
But the King replied : I have seen the
whole castle, and shall find out what is in
there;' and with these words he approached
the door and wanted to force it open.
But Trusty John held him back, and said:
'I promised your father before his death that
you shouldn't see what that room contains.
It might bring both you and me to great
grief.'
Ah no,' answered the young King; if
I don't get in, it will be my certain destruc-
tion. I should have no peace night or day
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my own eyes. Now I don't budge from the
spot till you have opened the door.'
Then Trusty John saw there was no way
out of it, so with a heavy heart and many
sighs he took the key from the big bunch.
When he had opened the door he stepped
in first, and thought to cover the likeness so
that the King might not see it. But it was
hopeless, for the King stood on tiptoe and
looked over his shoulder.
And when he saw the picture of the maid,
so beautiful and glittering with gold and
precious stones, he fell fainting to the ground.
Trusty John lifted him up, carried him to
bed, and thought sorrowfully:
The curse has come upon us; gracious
heaven! what will be the end of it all?'
Then he poured wine down the King's
throat till he came to himself again.
The first words he spoke were: 'Oh! who
is the original of the beautiful picture?'
'She is the Princess of the Golden Roof,'
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so great that if all the leaves on the trees had
tongues they could not express it; my very
life depends on my winning her. You are my
most trusty John: you must stand by me.'




TRUSTY JOHN

PARTe II

THE faithful servant thought long how they
were to set about the matter, for it was said
to be difficult even to get into the presence
of the Princess. At length he hit upon a
plan, and spoke to the King.
'All the things she has about her-tables,
chairs, dishes, bowls, and all her household
furniture-are made of gold. You have in
your treasure five tons of gold. Let the gold-
smiths of your kingdom manufacture them
into all manner of vases and vessels, into all
sorts of birds and game and wonderful beasts.
Let them make all kinds of pretty things of
gold. We shall go to her with them and try
our luck.'





TRUSTY JOHN


The King called together all his gold-
smiths, and they had to work hard day and
night, till at length the most magnificent
things were made.
When a ship had been laden with them,
the faithful John disguised himself as a mer-
chant, and the King had to do the same, so
that no one should know who they were.
And so they crossed the seas and journeyed,
till they reached the town where the Princess
of the Golden Roof dwelt.
Trusty John made the King remain behind
on the ship and await his return.
'Perhaps,' he said, I may bring the
Princess back with me, so see that everything
is in order; let the gold ornaments be ar-
ranged and the whole ship made to look
pretty.'
Then he took a few of the gold things in
his apron, went ashore, and went straight to
the palace.
When he came to the courtyard he found
a beautiful maiden standing at the well, draw-
ing water with two golden pails. And as she
was about to carry away the glittering water,





TRUSTY JOHN


she turned round and saw the stranger, and
asked him who he was.
Then he replied: 'I am a merchant;'
and opening his apron, he let her peep in.
'Oh my,' she cried ; 'what beautiful
gold wares!' She set down her pails, and
took up one thing after the other.
Then she said: 'The Princess must see
this, she has such a fancy for gold things
that she will buy up all you have got.'
She took him by the hand and led him
into the palace, for she was the lady's-maid.
When the Princess had seen the wares she
was quite enchanted, and said:
'They are all so beautifully made that I
shall buy everything you have.'
But Trusty John said: 'I am only the
servant of a rich merchant, what I have here
is nothing compared to what my master has
on his ship. His goods are more lovely and
costly than anything that has ever been made
in gold before.'
She asked to have everything brought up
to her, but he said: 'There is such a quantity
of things that it would take many days to




TRUSTY JOHN


bring them up, and they would take up so
many rooms that you would have no space for
them in your house.'
Thus her desire and curiosity were excited
to such an extent that at last she said:


'Take me to your ship; I will go there
myself and view your master's treasures.'
Then Trusty John was quite delighted, and
brought her to the ship; and the King, when
he beheld her, saw that she was even more


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beautiful than her picture, and thought every
moment that his heart would burst.
She stepped on to the ship, and the King
led her inside.
But Trusty John remained behind with
the steersman, and ordered the ship to push
off.
'Spread all sail, that we may fly on the
ocean like a bird in the air,' he shouted.
Meanwhile the King showed the Princess
all his gold wares, every single bit of it
-dishes, bowls, the birds and game, and all
the wonderful beasts.
Many hours passed thus, and she was so
happy that she did not notice that the ship
was sailing away.
After she had seen the last thing, she
thanked the merchant and wanted to go home.
But when she came to the ship's side she
saw that they were on the high seas, far from
land, and that the ship was speeding on its
way under full sail.
Oh!' she cried in terror, 'I am deceived,
carried away and betrayed into the power of
a merchant; I would rather have died!'





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But the King seized her hand and spake:
'I am no merchant, but a king of as high
birth as yourself; and it was my great love
for you that made me carry you off in this
manner. The first time I saw your likeness
I fell to the ground in a fainting-fit.'
When the Princess of the Golden Roof
heard this she was comforted, and her heart
went out to him, so that she willingly con-
sented to become his wife.



TRUSTY JOHN
PART III

Now it happened one day, while they were
sailing on the high seas, that Trusty John,
sitting on the fore part of the ship, fiddling
away to himself, saw three ravens in the air
flying towards him.
He ceased playing, and listened to what
they were saying, for he understood their
language.
The one croaked: 'Ah, ha! so he's bring-
ing the Princess of the Golden Roof home.'





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'Yes,' said the second, 'but he's not got
her yet.'
'Yes, he has,' spake the third, 'for she's
sitting beside him on the ship.'
Then number one began again, and cried:
'That'll not help him! When they reach
the land a chestnut horse will dash forward
to greet them. The King will wish to mount
it, and if he does it will gallop away with
him, and disappear into the air, and he will
never see his bride again.'
'Is there no escape for him ? asked
number two.
Oh! yes, if someone else mounts quickly
and shoots the horse dead with the pistol that
is sticking in the holster, then the young
King is saved. But who's to know that ?
and anyone who knows it and tells him will be
turned into stone, from his feet to his knees.'
Then spake number two: 'I know more
than that. Even if the horse is slain, the
young King will still not keep his bride.
When they enter the palace together, they
will find a ready-made wedding shirt in a
cupboard, which looks as though it were






TRUSTY JOHN


woven of gold and silver, but is really made
of nothing but sulphur and tar. When the
King puts it on, it will burn him to his
marrow and bones.'
Number three asked: 'Is there no way of
escape, then ?'
'Oh! yes,' answered number two: 'if
someone seizes the shirt with gloved hands
and throws it into the fire, and lets it burn,
then the young King is saved. But what's
the good ? anyone knowing this and telling it
will have half his body turned into stone, from
his knees to his heart.'
Then number three spake: 'I know yet
more. Though the bridal shirt, too, be burnt,
the King hasn't even then secured his bride.
When the dance is held after the wedding,
and the young Queen is dancing, she will
suddenly grow deadly white, and drop down
like one dead, and unless someone lifts her
up, and draws three drops of blood from her
right side, and spits them out again, she will
die. But if anyone who knows this betrays it,
he will be turned into stone from the crown
of his head to the soles of his feet.'





TRUSTY JOHN


When the ravens had thus spoken they fled
onwards, but Trusty John had taken it all in,
and was very sad from that time forward. If
he were silent to his master about what he
had heard, he would involve him in misfor-
tune. But if he took him into his confidence,
then he himself would lose his life.
At last he said: 'I will stand by my master,
though it should be my ruin.'





TRUSTY JOHN
PART IV

Now when they drew near the land, it came
to pass just as the ravens had said, and a
splendid chestnut horse bounded forward.
'Capital!' said the King; 'this animal
shall carry me to my palace,' and was about
to mount, but Trusty John was too sharp for
him, and, springing up quickly, seized the pistol
out of the holster, and shot the horse dead.
Then the other servants of the King, who






TRUSTY JOHN


at no time looked favourably on Trusty John,
cried out:
'What a sin to kill the beautiful beast
that was to bear the King to his palace!'
But the King spake: 'Silence! let him
alone; he is ever my most trusty John. Who
knows for what good end he may have done
this thing ?'
So they went on their way and entered the
palace, and there in the hall stood a cupboard
in which lay the ready-made bridal shirt, look-
ing for all the world as though it were made
of gold and silver.
The young King went towards it and was
about to take hold of it, but Trusty John,
pushing him aside, seized it with his gloved
hands, threw it hastily into the fire, and let
it burn.
The other servants began grumbling again,
and said: 'See, he's burning the King's bridal
shirt.'
But the young King spake: 'Who knows
for what good purpose he does it? Let him
alone, he is my most trusty John.'
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began, and the bride joined in, but Trusty
John watched her face very carefully. Of a
sudden she grew deadly white, and fell to the
ground as if she were dead.
He at once sprang hastily towards her,


lifted her up, and bore her to a room where
he laid her down, and kneeling beside her, he
drew three drops of blood from her right side,
and spat them out.
She soon breathed again and came to her-






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self; but the young King had watched the
proceeding, and not knowing why Trusty John
had acted as he did, he flew into a passion,
and cried: 'Throw him into prison.'
On the following morning sentence was
passed on Trusty John, and he was condemned
to be hanged.
As he stood on the gallows he said: 'Every-
one doomed to death has the right to speak
once before he dies; am I to have this
right ? '
Yes,' said the King, 'it shall be granted
to you.'
So Trusty John spoke: 'I am unjustly
condemned, for I have always been faithful to
you;' and he then told how he had heard
what the ravens had said, and how he had to
do all he did in order to save his master.
Then the King cried: 'Oh! my most trusty
John, pardon pardon! Take him down.'
But as he uttered the last word, Trusty
John had fallen lifeless to the ground, and
was a stone.
The King and Queen were in despair, and
the King spake: Ah! how ill have I re-





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warded such great fidelity! and made them
lift up the stone image and place it in his
bedroom near his bed.
As often as he looked at it he wept and
said: Oh if I could only restore you to life,
my most trusty John '
After a time the Queen gave birth to
twins, two small sons, who throve and grew,
and were a constant joy to her.
One day when the Queen was at church,
and the two children sat and played with their
father, he gazed again full of grief on the
stone statue, and sighing, wailed: Oh if I
could only restore you to life, my most trusty
John!'
Suddenly the stone began to speak, and said:
'Yes, you can restore me' to life again if
you are prepared to give up what you hold
most dear.'
And the King cried out: 'All I have in
the world will I give up for your sake.'
The stone went on to say: 'If you cut off
with your own hand the heads of your two
children, and smear me with their blood, I
shall come back to life.'





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The King was aghast when he heard that
he had himself to put his children to death.
But when he thought of Trusty John's fidelity,
and how he had even died for him, he drew
his sword, and with his own hand cut the
heads off his children.
And when he had smeared the stone with
their blood, life came back, and Trusty John
stood once more safe and sound before
him.
He spake to the King: 'Your loyalty shall
be rewarded,' and taking up the heads of the
children, he placed them on their bodies, smeared
the wounds with their blood, and in a minute
they were all right again and jumping about
as if nothing had happened.
Then the King was full of joy, and when
he saw the Queen coming, he hid Trusty John
and the two children in a big cupboard.
As she entered he said to her: 'Did you
pray in church ?'
'Yes,' she answered; 'but my thoughts
dwelt constantly on Trusty John, and of what
he has suffered for us.'
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him to life, but the price asked is our two
little sons; we must kill them.'
The Queen grew white and her heart sank,
but she replied: 'We owe it to him on ac-
count of his great fidelity.'
Then he rejoiced that she was of the same
mind as he had been, and going forward he
opened the cupboard, and fetched the two
children and Trusty John out, saying:
God be praised! Trusty John is free once
more, and we have our two small sons again.'
Then he told her all that had passed, and
they lived together happily ever afterwards.





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PART I

IN a town in Persia there dwelt two brothers,
one named Cassim, the other Ali Baba.
Cassim was married to a rich wife and
lived in plenty, while Ali Baba had to main-
tain his wife and children, by cutting wood in
the forest and selling it in the town.
One day, when Ali Baba was in the forest,
he saw a troop of men on horseback coming
towards him in a cloud of dust.
He was afraid they were robbers, and
climbed into a tree for safety.
When they came up to him and dismounted,
he counted forty of them. They unbridled
their horses and tied them to trees.
The finest man among them, whom Ali
Baba took to be their captain, went a little
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Sesame! so plainly that Ali Baba heard
him.
A door opened in the rocks, and having
made the troop go in, he followed them, and
the door shut again of itself.
They stayed some time inside, and Ali
Baba, fearing they might come out and catch
him, was forced to sit patiently in the tree.
At last the door opened again, and the
Forty Thieves came out.
As the Captain went in last he came out
first, and made .them all pass by him; he then
closed the door, saying : Shut, Sesame '
Every man bridled his horse and mounted,
the Captain put himself at their head, and
they returned as they came.
Then Ali Baba climbed down and went to
the door, which was hidden among the bushes,
and said : Open, Sesame and it flew
open.
Ali Baba, who expected to see a dull, dis-
mal place, was greatly surprised to find it large
and well lighted, and hollowed by the hand
of man in the form of a vault, which received
the light from an opening in the ceiling.





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,',.L7'















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'OPEN, SESAME '





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He saw rich bales of merchandise-silk
and brocades, all piled together, and gold and
silver in heaps, and money in leather purses.
He went in and the door shut behind
him.
He did not look at the silver, but brought
out as many bags of gold as he thought his
asses, which were browsing outside, could carry,
loaded them with the bags, and hid them
all with fagots. Using the words: 'Shut,
Sesame !' he closed the door and went home.
Then he drove his asses into the yard, shut
the gates, carried the money-bags to his wife,
and emptied them out before her.
He bade her keep the secret and he would
go and bury the gold.
Let me first measure it,' said his wife. 'I
will go borrow a measure of someone, while
you dig the hole.'
So she ran to the wife of Cassim and bor-
rowed a measure.
Knowing Ali Baba's poverty, the sister
was curious to find out what sort of grain his
wife wished to measure, and artfully put some
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Ali Baba's wife went home and set the
measure on the heap of gold, and filled it and
emptied it often, to her great content.
She then carried it back to her sister, with-
out noticing that a piece of gold was sticking
to it, which Cassim's wife saw directly her
back was turned. She grew very curious, and
said to Cassim when he came home:
'Cassim, your brother is richer than you.
He does not count his money, he measures
it.'
He begged her to explain this riddle, which
she did by showing him the piece of money
and telling him where she found it.
Then Cassim grew so envious that he could
not sleep, and went to his brother in the
morning before sunrise.
'Ali Baba,' he said, showing him the gold
piece, 'you pretend to be poor and yet you
measure gold.'
By this Ali Baba knew that through his
wife's folly Cassim and his wife knew their
secret, so he confessed all and offered Cassim
a share.
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know where to find the treasure, otherwise I
will discover all, and you will lose all.'
Ali Baba, more out of kindness than fear,
told him of the cave, and the very words to use.
Cassim left Ali Baba, meaning to be before-
hand with him and get the treasure for him-
self.



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PART II

HE rose early next morning, and set out with
ten mules loaded with great chests. He soon
found the place, and the door in the rock. He
said: 'Open, Sesame! and the door opened
and shut behind him.
He could have feasted his eyes all day on
the treasure, but he now hastened to gather
together as much of it as possible. But when
he was ready to go, he could not remember
what to say for thinking of his great riches.
Instead of 'Sesame,' he said: 'Open, Barley !'
and the door remained fast.
He named several different sorts of grain,






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all but the right one, and the door still stuck
fast.
He was so frightened at the danger he
was in, that he had as much forgotten the
word as if he had never heard it.
About noon the robbers returned to their
cave, and saw Cassim's mules roving about
with great chests on their backs.
This gave them the alarm. They drew
their sabres, and went to the door, which
opened on their Captain's saying : Open,
Sesame! '
Cassim, who had heard the trampling of
their horses' feet, resolved to sell his life
dearly, so when the door opened he leaped out
and threw the Captain down. In vain, how-
ever, for the robbers with their sabres soon
killed him.
On entering the cave they saw all the
bags laid ready, and could not imagine how
anyone had got in without knowing their secret.
They cut Cassim's body into four quarters,
and nailed them up inside the cave, in order
to frighten anyone who should venture in,
and went away in search of more treasure.
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As night drew on Cassim's wife grew very
uneasy, and ran to her brother-in-law, and
told him where her husband had gone.
Ali Baba did his best to comfort her, and
set out to the forest in search of Cassim.
The first thing he saw on entering the
cave was his dead brother.
Full of horror, he put the body on one of
his asses, and bags of gold on the other two,
and, covering all with some fagots, returned
home. He drove the two asses laden with
gold into his own yard, and led the other to
Cassim's house.
The door was opened by the slave Mor-
giana, whom he knew to be both brave and
cunning. Unloading the ass, he said to her:
This is the body of your master, who has
been murdered, but whom we must bury as
though he had died in his bed. I will speak
with you again, but now tell your mistress I
am come.'
The wife of Cassim, on learning the fate
of her husband, broke out into cries and
tears, but Ali Baba offered to take her to
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promise to keep his counsel and leave every-
thing to Morgiana. Whereupon she agreed,
and dried her eyes.
Morgiana, meanwhile, sought a doctor and
asked him for some lozenges.
My poor master,' she said, 'can neither
eat nor speak, and no one knows what is the
matter with him.'
She carried home the lozenges and re-
turned next day weeping, and asked for an
essence only given to those just about to
die.
Thus, in the evening, no one was surprised
to hear the wretched shrieks and cries of
Cassim's wife and Morgiana, telling everyone
that Cassim was dead.
The day ,after, Morgiana went to an old
cobbler near the gates of the town who
opened his stall early, put a piece of gold in
his hand, and bade him follow her with his
needle and thread.
Having bound his eyes with a hand-
kerchief, she took him to the room where
the body lay, pulled off the bandage, and
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which she covered his eyes again and led
him home.
Then they buried Cassim, and Morgiana


his slave followed him to the grave, weep-
ing and tearing her hair, while Cassim's
wife stayed at home crying and tearing her
hair.





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Next day she went to live with Ali Baba,
who gave Cassim's shop to his eldest son.



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PART III

THE Forty Thieves, on their return to the
cave, were much astonished to find Cassim's
body gone and some of their money-bags.
'We are certainly discovered,' said the
Captain, 'and shall be undone if we cannot
find out who it is that knows our secret.
Two men must have known it; we have
killed one, we must now find the other.
'To this end one of you who is bold and
artful must go into the city dressed as a
traveller, and discover whom we have killed,
and whether men talk of the strange manner
of his death. If the messenger fails he must
lose his life, lest we be betrayed.'
One of the thieves started up and offered
to do this, and after the rest had highly
commended him for his bravery he disguised
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daybreak, just by Baba Mustapha's stall. The
thief bade him good-day, saying:
'Honest man, how can you possibly see to
stitch at your age ?'
'Old as I am,' said the cobbler, 'I have
very good eyes, and you will believe me, when
I tell you that I sewed a dead body together, in
a place where I had less light than I have now.'
The robber was overjoyed at his good
fortune, and, giving him a piece of gold,
asked to be shown the house where he
stitched up the dead body.
At first Mustapha refused, saying that he
had been blindfolded; but when the robber
gave him another piece of gold, he began to
think he might remember the turnings if
blindfolded as before.
This means succeeded; the robber partly
led him, and was partly guided by him, right
in front of Cassim's house, the door of which
the robber marked with a piece of chalk.
Then, well pleased, he bade farewell to
Baba Mustapha and returned to the forest.
By-and-by Morgiana, going out, saw the
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that some mischief was brewing, and, fetching
a piece of chalk, marked two or three doors
on each side, without saying anything to her
master or mistress.
The thief, meantime, told his comrades of
his discovery. The Captain thanked him, and
bade him show him the house he had marked.
But when they came to it, they saw that five
or six of the houses were chalked in the same
manner.
The guide was so confounded that he
knew not what answer to make, and when
they returned he was at once beheaded for
having failed.
Another robber was sent, and, having won
over Baba Mustapha, marked the house in red
chalk; but Morgiana being again too clever
for them, the second messenger was put to
death also.
The Captain now resolved to go himself,
but, wiser than the others, he did not mark
the house, but looked at it so closely that he
could not fail to remember it.
He returned, and ordered his men to go
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teen mules, and thirty-eight leather jars, all
empty, except one which was full of oil.
The Captain put one of his men, fully
armed, into each, rubbing the outside of the
jars with oil from the full vessel.
Then the nineteen mules were loaded with
thirty-seven robbers in jars, and the jar of
oil, and reached the town by dusk. The
Captain stopped his mules in front of Ali
Baba's house, and said to Ali Baba, who was
sitting outside for coolness:
I have brought some oil from a distance
to sell at to-morrow's market, but it is now
so late that I know not where to pass the
night, unless you will do me the favour to
take me in.'
Though Ali Baba had seen the Captain of
the robbers in the forest, he did not know
him again in the disguise of an oil merchant.
He bade him welcome, opened his gates
for the mules to enter, and went to Morgiana
to bid her prepare a bed and supper for his
guest.
He brought the stranger into his hall,
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speak to Morgiana in the kitchen, while the
Captain went into the yard under pretence of
seeing after his mules, but really to tell his
men what to do. Beginning at the first jar
and ending at the last, he said to each man :
As soon as I throw some stones from the
window of the chamber where I lie, cut the
jars open with your knives and come out, and
I will be with you in a trice.' He returned
to the house, and Morgiana led him to his
chamber.
She then told Abdallah, her fellow-slave, to
set on the pot to make some broth for her
master, who had gone to bed.



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PART IV

MEANWHILE her lamp went out, and she had
no more oil in the house.
Do not be uneasy,' said Abdallah ; go into
the yard and take some out of one of those jars.'
Morgiana thanked him for his advice, took
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she came to the first jar the robber inside
said softly: Is it time ?'
Any other slave but Morgiana, on finding
a man in the jar instead of the oil she
wanted, would have screamed and made a
noise ; but she, knowing the danger her
master was in, bethought herself of a plan,
and answered quietly:
Not yet, but presently.'
She went to all the jars, giving the same
.answer, till she came to the jar of oil.
She now saw that her master, thinking to
entertain an oil merchant, had let thirty-eight
robbers into his house.
She filled her oil-pot, went back to the
kitchen, and, having lit her lamp, went again
to the oil-jar and filled a large kettle full of
oil.
When it boiled she went and poured enough
oil into every jar to stifle and kill the robber
inside.
When this brave deed was done she went
back to the kitchen, put out the fire and the
lamp, and waited to see what would happen.
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the robbers awoke, got up, and opened the
window. As all seemed quiet he threw down
some little pebbles which hit the jars.
He listened, and as none of his men


seemed to stir he grew uneasy, and went
down into the yard. On going to the first
jar and saying:
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oil, and knew at once that his plot to murder Al
Baba and his household had been discovered.
He found all the gang were dead, and,
missing the oil out of the last jar, became
aware of the manner of their death. He then
forced the lock of a door leading into a garden,
and climbing over several walls made his escape.
Morgiana heard and saw all this, and, re-
joicing at her success, went to bed and fell
asleep.
At daybreak Ali Baba arose, and, seeing
the oil-jars there still, asked why the mer-
chant had not gone with his mules.
Morgiana bade him look in the first jar
and see if there was any oil. Seeing a man,
he started back in terror.
Have no fear,' said Morgiana; 'the man
cannot harm you : he is dead.'
Ali Baba, when he had recovered some-
what from his astonishment, asked what had
become of the merchant.
Merchant! said she, 'he is no more a
merchant than I am and she told him the
whole story, assuring him that it was a plot
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three were left, and that the white and red
chalk marks had something to do with it.
Ali Baba at once gave Morgiana her free-
dom, saying that lie owed her his life.
They then buried the bodies in Ali Baba's
garden, while the mules were sold in the
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PAnT V

THE Captain returned to his lonely cave,
which seemed frightful to him without his
lost companions, and firmly resolved to avenge
them by killing Ali Baba.
He dressed himself carefully, and went
into the town, where he took lodgings in an inn.
In the course of a great many journeys to
the forest, he carried away many rich stuffs
and much fine linen, and set up a shop oppo-
site that of Ali Baba's son.
He called himself Cogia Hassan, and as he
was both civil and well dressed, he soon made
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with Ali Baba, whom he was always asking
to sup with him.
Ali Baba, wishing to return his kindness,
invited him into his house and received him
smiling, thanking him for his kindness to his
son. When the merchant was about to take
his leave Ali Baba stopped him, saying:
'Where are you going, sir, in such haste?
Will you not stay and sup with me ?'
The merchant refused, saying that he had
a reason; and, on Ali Baba's asking him what
that was, he replied:
It is, sir, that I can eat no victuals that
have any salt in them.'
If that is all,' said Ali Baba, 'let me tell
you that there shall be no salt in either the
meat or the bread that we eat to-night.'
He went to give this order to Morgiana,
who was much surprised.
'Who is this man,' she said, 'who eats no
salt with his meat?'
He is an honest man, Morgiana,' returned
her master; therefore do as I bid you.'
But she could not withstand a desire to
see this strange man, so she helped Abdallah





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to carry up the dishes, and saw in a moment
that Cogia Hassan was the robber Captain,
and carried a dagger under his garment.
'I am not surprised,' she said to herself,
That this wicked man, who intends to kill


my master, will eat no salt with him; but I
will hinder his plans.'
She sent up the supper by Abdallah,
while she made ready for one of the boldest
acts that could be thought on.





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When the dessert had been served, Cogia
Hassan was left alone with Ali Baba and his
son, whom he thought to make drunk and
then to murder them.
Morgiana, meanwhile, put on a head-dress
like a dancing girl's, and clasped a girdle
round her waist, from which hung a dagger
with a silver hilt, and said to Abdallah:
Take your tabor, and let us go and divert
our master and his guest.'
Abdallah took his tabor and played before
Morgiana until they came to the door, where
Abdallah stopped playing and Morgiana made
a low bow.
'Come in, Morgiana,' said Ali Baba, 'and
let Cogia Hassan see what you can do;' and,
turning to Cogia Hassan, he said:
'She's my slave and my housekeeper.'
Cogia Hassan was by no means pleased,
for he feared that his chance of killing Ali
Baba was gone for the present. But he pre-
tended great eagerness to see Morgiana, and
Abdallah began to play and Morgiana to
dance.
After she had performed several dances,





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she drew her dagger and made passes with
it, sometimes pointing it at her own breast,
sometimes at her master's, as if it were part
of the dance.
Suddenly, out of breath, she snatched the
tabor from Abdallah with her left hand, and,
holding the dagger in her right, held out the
tabor to her master.
Ali Baba and his son put a piece of gold
into it, and Cogia Hassan, seeing that she was
coming to him, pulled out his purse to make
her a present, but while he was putting his
hand into it, Morgiana plunged the dagger into
his heart.
'Unhappy girl! cried Ali Baba and his
son, what have you done to ruin us ?'
'It was to preserve you, master, not to
ruin you,' answered Morgiana.
See here,' opening the false merchant's
garment and showing the dagger; 'see what
an enemy you have entertained! Remember,
he would eat no salt with you, and what more
would you have ? Look at him he is both
the false oil merchant and the Captain of the
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Ali Baba was so grateful to Morgiana for
thus saving his life, that he offered her to his
son in marriage, who readily consented, and
a few days after the wedding was celebrated
with great splendour.
At the end of a year Ali Baba, hearing
nothing of the two remaining robbers, judged
they were dead, and set out to the cave. The
door opened on his saying: 'Open, Sesame! '
He went in, and saw that nobody had been
there since the Captain left it. He brought
away as much gold as he could carry, and
returned to town.
He told his son the secret of the cave,
which his son handed down in his turn, so
the children and grandchildren of Ali Baba
were rich to the end of their lives.





THE MASTER-MAID


THE MASTER-MAID

PART I

ONCE upon a time there was a king who had
many sons.
I do not exactly know how many there
were, hut the youngest of them could not stay
quietly at home, and was determined to go out
into the world and try his luck, and after a
long time the King was forced to give him
leave to go.
When he had travelled about for several
days, he came to a giant's house, and hired
himself to the giant as a servant.
In the morning the giant had to go out to
pasture his goats, and as he was leaving the
house, he told the King's son that he must
clean out the stable.
And after you have done that,' he said,
'you need not do any more work to-day, for





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you have come to a kind master, and that you
shall find.
But what I set you to do must be done
both well and thoroughly, and you must on
no account go into any of the rooms, which
lead out of the room in which you slept last
night. If you do, I will take your life.'
'Well to be sure, he is an easy master!'
said the Prince to himself as he walked up
and down the room humming and singing, for
he thought there would be plenty of time left
to clean out the stable.
'But it would be amusing to steal a glance
into his other rooms as well,' thought the
Prince, 'for there must be something that he
is afraid of my seeing, as I am not allowed to
enter them.'
So he went into the first room. A cauldron
was hanging from the walls; it was boiling,
but the Prince could see no fire under it.
I wonder what is inside it,' he thought,
and dipped a lock of his hair in, and the hair
became just as if it were all made of copper.
That's a nice kind of soup. If anyone
were to taste that his throat would be gilded,'





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said the youth, and then he went into the
next chamber. There, too, a cauldron was
hanging from the wall, bubbling and boiling,
but there was no fire under this either.
I will just try what this is like too,' said
the Prince, thrusting another lock of his hair
into it, and it came out silvered over.
Such costly soup is not to be had in my
father's palace,' said the Prince; 'but every-
thing depends on how it tastes,' and then he
went into the third room.
There, too, a cauldron was hanging from
the wall, boiling, exactly the same as in the
two other rooms, and the Prince took pleasure
in trying this also, so he dipped a lock of
hair in, and it came out so brightly gilded
that it shone again.
'Some talk about going from bad to
worse,' said the Prince; 'but this is better
and better. If he boils gold here, what can
he boil in there ?'
He was determined to see, and went through
the door into the fourth room.
No cauldron was to be seen there, but on
a bench someone was seated who was like a





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king's daughter, but, whosoever she was, she
was so beautiful that never in the Prince's
life had he seen her equal.


'Oh in heaven's name what are you
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'I took the place of servant here yester-
day,' said the Prince.
'May you soon have a better place, if you
have come to serve here said she.
'Oh! but I think I have got a kind
master,' said the Prince. He has not given
me hard work to do to-day. When I have
cleaned out the stable I shall be done.'
Yes, but how will you be able to do
that?' she asked again. 'If you clean it
out as other people do, ten lots will come in
for every one you throw out. But I will
teach you how to do it: you must turn your
pitchfork upside down, and work with the
handle, and then all will fly out of its own
accord.'
'Yes, I will attend to that,' said the
Prince, and stayed sitting where he was the
whole day, for it was soon settled between
them that they would marry each other, he
and the King's daughter; so the first day
of his service with the giant did not seem
long to him.
But when evening was drawing near, she
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to clean out the stable, before the giant came
home.
When he got there, he had a fancy to
try if what she had said were true. So he
began to work in the same way that he had
seen the stable-boys doing in his father's
stables, but he soon saw that he must give
up that, for when he had worked a very
short time lie had scarcely room left to
stand.
So he did what the Princess had taught
him, turned the pitchfork round, and worked
with the handle, and in the twinkling of an
eye the stable was as clean as if it had been
scoured.



THE MASTER-MAID

PART II

WHEN he had done that, he went back again
into the room in which the giant had given
him leave to stay, and there he walked back-
wards and forwards on the floor, and began
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Then came the giant home with the goats.
'Have you cleaned the stable ?' asked the giant.
'Yes; now it is clean and sweet, master,'
said the King's son.
I shall see about that,' said the giant,
and went round to the stable, but it was
just as the Prince had said.
You have certainly been talking to my
Master-maid, for you never got that out of
your own head,' said the giant.
Master-maid! What kind of a thing is
that, master ?' said the Prince, making him-
self look as stupid as an ass; I should like
to see that.'
'Well, you will see her quite soon enough,'
said the giant.
On the second morning the giant had again
to go out with his goats, so he told the
Prince that on that day he was to fetch
home his horse, which was out on the moun-
tain-side, and when he had done that he
might rest himself for the remainder of the
day, 'for you have come to a kind master,
and that you shall find,' said the giant once
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'But do not go into any of the rooms
that I spoke of yesterday, or I will wring
your head off,' said he, and then went away
with his flock of goats.
'Yes, indeed, you are a kind master,'
said the Prince; but I will go in and talk
to the Master-maid again; perhaps before
long she may like better to be mine than
yours.'
So he went to her. Then she asked him
what he had to do that day.
Oh! not very dangerous work, I fancy,'
said the King's son. 'I have only to go up
the mountain-side after his horse.'
'Well, how do you mean to set about it '
asked the Master-maid.
'Oh! there is no great art in riding a
horse home,' said the .King's son. 'I think
I must have ridden friskier horses before
now.'
'Yes, but it is not so easy a thing as you
think to ride the horse home,' said the
Master-maid; 'but I will teach you what to
do. When you go near it, fire will burst out
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But be very careful, and take the bridle
which is hanging by the door there, and fling
the bit straight into its jaws, and then it will
become so tame, that you will be able to do
what you like with it.'
He said he would bear this in mind, and
then he again sat in there the whole day by
the Master-maid, and they chatted and talked
of one thing and another, but the first thing
and the last now was, how happy and de-
lightful it would be if they could but marry
each other, and get safely away from the
giant.
The Prince would have forgotten both the
mountain-side and the horse, if the Master-
maid had not reminded him of them as even-
ing drew near, and said that now it would be
better if he went to fetch the horse before
the giant came.
So he did this, and took the bridle which
was hanging on a crook, and strode up the
mountain-side, and it was not long before he
met with the horse, and fire and red flames
streamed forth out of its nostrils. But the
youth carefully watched his chance, and, just





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as it was rushing at him with open jaws, he
threw the bit straight into its mouth, and the
horse stood as quiet as a young lamb, and
there was no difficulty at all in getting it
home to the stable.


Then the Prince went back into his room
again, and began to hum and to sing.
Towards evening the giant came home.
'Have you fetched the horse back from the
mountain-side ?' he asked.





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'That I have, master; it was an amusing
horse to ride, but I rode him straight home,
and put him in the stable too,' said the
Prince.
'I will see about that,' said the giant, and
went out to the stable, but the horse was
standing there just as the Prince had said.
'You have certainly been talking with my
Master-maid, for you never got that out of
your own head,' said the giant again.
'Yesterday, master, you talked about this
Master-maid, and to-day you are talking about
her; ah! heaven bless you, master, why will
you not show me the thing ? for it would be
a real pleasure to me to see it,' said the
Prince, who again pretended to be silly and
stupid.
'Oh you will see her quite soon enough,'
said the giant.





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THE MASTER-MAID

PART III

ON the morning of the third day the giant
again had to go into the wood with the goats.
'To-day you must go underground and
fetch my taxes,' he said to the Prince.
' When you have done this, you may rest for
the remainder of the day, for you shall see
what an easy master you have come to,' and
then he went away.
'Well, however easy a master you may be,
you set me very hard work to do,' thought
the Prince; 'but I will see if I cannot find
your Master-maid. You say she is yours, but
for all that she may be able to tell me what
to do now,' and he went to her.
So, when the Master-maid asked him what
the giant had set him to do that day, he told
her that he was to go underground and get
the taxes.
And how will you set about that ? said
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'Oh! you must tell me how to do it,'
said the Prince, 'for I have never yet been
underground, and even if I knew the way, I
do not know how much I am to demand.'
'Oh! yes, I will soon tell you that. You
must go to the rock there under the moun-
tain-ridge, and take the club that is there, and
knock on the rocky wall,' said the Master-
maid.
'Then someone will come out who will
sparkle with fire: you shall tell him your
errand, and when he asks you how much you
want to have, you are to say:
'"As much as I can carry."'
'Yes, I will keep that in mind,' said he.
And then he sat there with the Master-maid
the whole day, until night drew near, and he
would gladly have stayed there till now, if the
Master-maid had not reminded him that it
was time to be off to fetch the taxes before
the giant came.
So he set out on his way, and did exactly
what the Master-maid had told him.
lie went to the rocky wall, and took the
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full of sparks, that they flew both out of his
eyes and his nose.
What do you want ?' said he.
I was to come here for the giant, and
demand the tax for him,' said the King's
son.
How much are you to have then? said
the other.
'I ask for no more than I am able to
carry with me,' said the Prince.
'It is well for you that you have not
asked for a horse-load,' said he who had come
out of the rock. But now come in with me.'
This the Prince did, and what a quantity
of gold and silver he saw 1 It was lying in-
side the mountain like heaps of stones in a
waste place, and he got a load that was as
large as he was able to carry, and with that
he went his way.
So in the evening, when the giant came
home with the goats, the Prince went into the
chamber and hummed and sang again, as he
had done on the other two evenings.
'Have you been for the tax ?' said the
giant.




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