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 Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Advertising
 Frontispiece
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 Mirror of the sun
 The golden oranges
 Little froggie
 No-ears
 The were-wolf
 Chick-pea
 The talking tree
 The three rings
 The little old woman
 The fountain of beauty
 The bronze steed
 The black egg
 Ti-tiriti-ti
 Serpentina
 The penny with a hole in it
 The fairy-tale teller
 Back Matter
 Back Cover
 Spine






Group Title: Children's library
Title: Once upon a time
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Title: Once upon a time fairy tales
Series Title: Children's library
Physical Description: 4, 218 p., 1 leaf of plates : ill. ; 17 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Capuana, Luigi, 1839-1915
Mazzanti ( Illustrator )
Cassell Publishing Co ( Publisher )
R. & R. Clark (Firm) ( Printer )
Publisher: Cassell Publishing Company
Place of Publication: New York
Manufacturer: R. & R. Clark
Publication Date: 1893
 Subjects
Subject: Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1893   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1893
Genre: Children's stories
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Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
Scotland -- Edinburgh
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Statement of Responsibility: translated from the italian of Luigi Capuana ; illustrated by Mazzanti.
General Note: Title and illustrated series title pages printed in red and black.
Funding: Children's library (Cassell Publishing Co.)
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter 1
        Front Matter 2
    Half Title
        Half Title
    Advertising
        Advertising
    Frontispiece
        Frontispiece
    Title Page
        Title Page
    Table of Contents
        Table of Contents
    Mirror of the sun
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
        Page 4
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    The golden oranges
        Page 16
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    Little froggie
        Page 29
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    No-ears
        Page 46
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    The were-wolf
        Page 56
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    Chick-pea
        Page 76
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    The talking tree
        Page 90
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    The three rings
        Page 102
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    The little old woman
        Page 113
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    The fountain of beauty
        Page 125
        Page 126
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    The bronze steed
        Page 142
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    The black egg
        Page 155
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    Ti-tiriti-ti
        Page 170
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    Serpentina
        Page 184
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    The penny with a hole in it
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    The fairy-tale teller
        Page 206
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    Back Matter
        Back Matter
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
    Spine
        Spine
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THE BROWN OWL.
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STORIES FROM FAIRYLAND.
TALES FROM THE MABINOGION.
THE STORY OF A PUPPET.
THE LITTLE PRINCESS.
IRISH FAIRY TALES.
AN ENCHANTED GARDEN.
LA BELLE NIVERNAISE.
THE FEATHER.
FINN AND HIS COMPANIONS.
NUTCRACKER AND MOUSE KING.
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TRANSLATED FROM THE ITALIAN OF
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ILLUSTRATED BY MAZZANTI




NEW YORK
CASSELL PUBLISHING COMPANY
104 & 1o6 FOURTH AVENUE
1893

















CONTENTS

PAGE
MIRROR OF THE SUN I
THE GOLDEN ORANGES 16
LITTLE FROGGIE 29
NO-EARS 46
THE WERE-WOLF 56
CHICK-PEA 76
THE TALKING TREE 90
THE THREE RINGS 102
THE LITTLE OLD WOMAN 113
THE FOUNTAIN OF BEAUTY 125
THE BRONZE STEED 142
THE BLACK EGG. 155
TI-TIRITI-TI 170
SERPENTINA .84
THE PENNY WITI A HOLE IN IT 195
THE FAIRY-TALE TELLER 206















MIRROR OF THE SUN


ONCE u on a time there lived a poor woman,
who had one only daughter, as black as soot
and as ugly as mortal sin.
They earned their living by baking bread
for the people about, and little Blackface,
as the girl was nicknamed, was ordered up
and down from morning till night.
'Ehi, heat the water !-Ehi, knead the
dough !' Then with her baking-board under
her arm, and a roll of cloth on her head to
steady whatever she had to carry, off she
went from house to house, to fetch the
loaves and cakes to be fired; after that, she
would set out again with a great basket full
of bread on her back, and have to run about,
carrying the bread home. In fact she never
had one moment's rest.
Yet Blackface was always in the best ot
humours. One mass of soot and dirt, her
black hair all tangled, with bare mud-stained
feet, and only a few old tatters on her back,
but her merry laugh rang from one end of
! the street to the other.






2 ONCE UPON A TIME

'Blackface is laying an egg,' the neigh-
bours would say when they heard her.
At the Ave Maria, as night fell, the
mother and daughter would shut themselves
up in their poor house, and never so much
as put the point of their nose out. That
was all very well in winter time. .. But
in the fine summer evenings, when all the
neighbourhood turned out to enjoy a little
cool air and the bright moonlight ? Oh,
surely those two were mad to stay cooped
up at home with such heat! The neigh-
bours puzzled their wits out over it.
Oh, you baker-women, come out into the
cool air, come along !'
'It's cooler in the house, thank you.'
'But can't you come down ? see what a
fine moon there is just see now '
We've a brighter light at home.'
Eh, something must be wrong in there !
So the neighbours set to listen at the door.
Through the chinks they could see a bright
dazzling light, and every now and then
heard the mother sing :
'Mirror of the Sun, Mirror of the Sun,
A queen thou shalt be
If Heaven agree I'

Blackface laughing all the time.
'They must be gone mad,' said the
neighbours.
And so on every evening till midnight:






MIRROR OF THE SUN 3
'Mirror of the Sun, Mirror of the Sun,
A queen thou shalt be
If Heaven agree !'

At last the thing reached the King's ears.
He flew into a great rage, and ordered the
two women to be brought to his presence.
'You old witch, if you go on this way
I'll have you thrown into prison, you and
your Blackface !'
'Please, your Majesty, it is not at all true;
the neighbours are a set of story-tellers.'
But Blackface laughed, even in the King's
face.
Ah, you're laughing, are you ?'
And he had them both taken to jail,
mother and daughter.
But during the night one of the warders
saw a great light that quite dazzled him
streaming through the cracks in the door of
the horrid chamber they were shut up in,
and from time to time he heard the voice of
the old woman singing:
'Mirror of the Sun, Mirror of the Sun,
A queen thou shalt be
If Heaven agree '
And Blackface cackled away ; her laughter
rang again all through the prison.
The warder ran to the 1Iii and told
him everything, and the King flew into a
greater rage than ever:
Was that how they meant to carry on ?







4 ONCE UPON A TIME
'Throw them into the criminal prison, under-
ground in the dungeon.'
It was really a most horrid dungeon-no
air, no light, with the damp oozing out on
the walls, a place no one could long hope
to live in. But during the night, even in
that damp, dank prison-chamber, behold the
dazzling light shone out again, and the old
woman crooned as before:
SMirror of the Sun, Mirror of the Sun,
A queen thou shalt be
If Heaven agree !'
The warder went back to the King.
This time his Majesty was quite astounded.
He called the Crown Council to consult on
the matter : some of the councillors were of
opinion that the women's heads should forth-
with be chopped off; others thought they
were mad and had better be set at liberty.
'After all, what had the woman said?
IfHeaven'agree!" Where was the harm ?
Supposing Heaven did agree, then not even
your Majesty would be able to hinder it.'
Well, look now it is even so !' said the
King, and he gave orders to let them out of
prison.
The two baker-women took up their
business again. Nobody could bake bread
half so well as they, and all their old
customers came back to them at once.
The Queen herself would have her bread
baked by them, so Blackface had to pass by







MIRROR OF THE SUN


the Palace stairs many a time with her
bare, mud-stained feet. The Queen used to
ask her:
'Blackface, why don't you wash your
face ?'
'Please your Majesty, my skin is so
delicate, the water would spoil it.'
Blackface, why don't you comb out your
hair ?'
'Please your Majesty, my hair is so fine,
the comb would break it all.'
'Blackface, why don't you buy yourself a
pair of shoes ?'
Please your Majesty, I have such tender
little feet, the shoes would give me corns on
them.'
'Blackface, why does your mother call
you Airror of the Sun" ?'
A queen I shall be
If Heaven agre '
answered Blackface.
The Queen thought this great fun, and
when Blackface passed with her baking-
board on her head, carrying the loaves and
breakfast-rolls to the Palace, she laughed
louder than ever. The neighbours who
heard her going by cried
Blackface is cackling !'
All this time, the same story went on
every night. The neighbours were fit to
eat their hearts out for curiosity, and as






6 ONCE UPON A TIME

soon as they saw the dazzling light, and
heard the old woman's rhyme, away they
flocked, every one of them, to listen at the
door, though they did not know what ex-
cuse to give to get a peep inside:
'Good women, be so kind as to lend me
your sieve, mine has a hole in it !'
And Blackface would open the door ever
so little, and reach out the sieve.
'What, are you in the dark? but as I
knocked I saw you had a light.'
'Uh, you must have imagined it!'
'Good women, be so kind as to lend me
a needle; I've broken mine, and I have a
bit of work to finish.'
Then Blackface would open the door and
pass out the needle.
How now, are you in the dark? While
I was knocking I saw a light.'
Uh, you must have dreamt it!'
The report of these things at last reached
the ears of the Prince Royal, who was
already sixteen years of age. This Prince
was extremely proud and haughty, and when
he met Blackface with her baking-board on
her head, coming up the Palace stairs, or
with her heavy basket of bread on her
shoulder, he used to turn aside so as not
to see her, for the sight of her disgusted
him, and he was once even so rude as to
spit at her.
That day Blackface went home crying.






MIRROR OF THE SUN 7

'What is the matter with you, child ?'
asked her mother.
'The Prince Royal spat at me.'
'It is the will of Heaven, child, and the
Prince is the master.'
And the neighbours were ready to dance
for joy :
'The Prince spat at her serve her right
for pretending to be Mirror of the Sun" !'
Another day the Prince met her on the
landing-place. He fancied that Blackface
had pushed him with her baking-board, and
flying into a passion he gave her such a
kick that sent her rolling down the stairs.
How could she have the courage to carry
her loaves and rolls to the Queen? they
were all covered with dust, and crushed out
of shape!
So Blackface went home again, crying
bitterly.
'What ails you, dear child ?' cries her
mother.
The Prince Royal kicked me down stairs,
and upset all my bread in the dirt.'
Let the will of Heaven be done, child,
the Prince is the master '
The kind-hearted neighbours were beside
themselves with joy :
'The Prince had kicked her down stairs !
serve her right !'
A few years after this the Prince Royal
bethought himself of marrying, and sent to






8 ONCE UPON A TIME

ask the hand of the King of Spain's daughter.
But his Ambassador arrived too late; the
King of Spain's daughter had been married
just the day before.
The Prince was so savage that he wanted
to have the Ambassador hanged. But the
Ambassador saved his head by proving that
he had accomplished the journey in half a
day less than the others. Then the Prince
sent him to demand the daughter of the
King of France. But again the Ambassador
arrived too late, for that Princess had been
given away in marriage just the day before.
Now this time the Prince wanted at all
costs to hang the traitor who never reached
his destination in time, but the Ambassador
again proved to him that he had accom-
plished the journey in a day less than any
of the others. So the Prince sent him to
ask the Grand Turk for his daughter; but
as usual the Ambassador arrived too late,
and found that the Grand Turk's daughter
had wedded the day before.
The Prince Royal could bear it no longer,
and he wept outright, like the great baby
he was. The King and Queen and all the
Ministers of State stood around him in utter
consternation.
Are there then no more Princesses left ?
There's the King of England's daughter;
let us send and ask for her hand.'
Off flew the wretched Ambassador, like






MIRROR OF THE SUN 9

an arrow from the bow, travelling day and
night till at length he reached London
Town. Strange fatality the King of Eng-
land's daughter had just been married the
day before.
Imagine the state the Prince Royal was
in!
One day, in order to divert his thoughts,
he set off hunting.
Having lost his way in a wood, far from
his attendants, he wandered about all day
long without being able to find his way
out. Finally he discovered a small hut in
the midst of the thicket. Through the open
door he could see within a very old man,
with a great white beard, who having lit a
fine fire was cooking his supper.
'My good man, can you show me the
way out of this wood ?'
Ah, you are come at last !'
At the sound of the deep gruff voice in
which these words were uttered, the poor
Prince felt his very hair stand on end.
My good sir, I have not the pleasure of
knowing you ; I am the Prince Royal.'
'Prince or no Prince, take that hatchet
and chop me up some firewood.'
And the Prince, fearing something worse
might come if he refused, began chopping
the firewood.
'Prince or no Prince, go to the fountain
and fetch me some water.'






io ONCE UPON A TIME

And the Prince, for prudence' sake, took
the water-pitcher on his shoulder and went
to the fountain.
'Prince or no Prince, serve me at table.'
So the Prince, for fear of something worse
coming, had to serve him at table. When
the meal was finished, the old man gave
him the leavings.
Now, throw yourself down there; that's
your sleeping-place.'
And the unfortunate Prince cowered down
as best he could on some straw in a corner,
but he could not sleep.
Now this old man was a magician, and
lord of the forest.
Each time he went out he spread an
enchanted net all round his dwelling, and
by this means kept the poor Prince as his
prisoner and slave.
In the meantime the King and Queen
wept for their son as dead, and put on the
deepest mourning.
However, one fine day, nobody knew how,
news reached them that the Prince Royal
had become the slave of the Magician. The
King forthwith sent his messengers:
All the wealth of my kingdom, if he will
but release my son.'
'I am richer than he,'replied the Magician.
At this answer the King was in the
greatest consternation. He again sent off
messengers:







MIRROR OF THE SUN ii

'What did he want? He had but to
mention it. The King was ready to give
his very heart's blood.'
Send me a loaf and a cake made by the
Queen's own hands, and the Prince Royal
will be free.'
Oh, that was a mere nothing !'
The Queen set to work, sifted the flour,
mixed the dough and kneaded it well, and
made a loaf and a cake of it, heated the
oven with her own fair hands, and put them
in to bake. But she was not accustomed
to that sort of thing; loaf and cake came
out all burned.
When the Magician saw them he turned
up his nose:
Good for the dogs,' said he.
And he threw them to his great mastiff.
The Queen again took flour and sifted it,
made the dough and kneaded it well, and
made another loaf and cake. Then she
heated the oven with her own hands, and
put them in to bake. But she was not used
to it, and the loaf and cake turned out
underdone.
When the Magician saw them he made
a wry face:
SGood for the dogs,' quoth he.
And he threw them to his mastiff.
And the poor Queen tried and tried again,
but her bread was always overdone, or under-
done, or sodden ; and in the meantime the







12 ONCE UPON A TIME

Prince Royal remained with the Magician
as his slave.
The King again called the Council of
State.
'Most august Majesty,' said one of the
Ministers ; 'let us try if the Magician is a
good hand at guessing. The Queen will
sift the flour this time, knead it into dough
and make the loaf and cake, then we shall
call in Blackface to heat the oven and bake
them.'
Capital idea Excellent !' cried his
Majesty.
And so they did. But the Magician
again turned up his nose :
Bad cake, bad bread,
Get away and wash your head !'
And he threw them to his dog. He had
understood at once that Blackface had had
a hand in them.
'And now,' said the Ministers, 'there is
only one remedy left.'
'Which ?' asked the King.
To let the Prince Royal marry Blackface.
Thus the Magician will have bread sifted,
kneaded, and baked by a Queen's hand, and
the Prince will regain his liberty.'
'It must really be the will of Heaven !'
said the King.
'Mirror of the'Sun, Mirror of the Sun,
A queen thou shalt be
If Heaven agree !'






MIRROR OF THE SUN 13

And he issued a royal decree proclaiming
the Prince Royal and Blackface man and
wife. The Magician got his loaf and cake,
sifted, kneaded, and baked by the Queen's
own hands, and the Prince was set free.
Now, let us return to him: he would
not hear of marrying Blackface upon any
account.
What I that heap of soot his wife ? that
nasty, ugly baker-wench a queen? Never!'
'But there is a royal decree .'
'Indeed since the King did that, he
may undo it!'
Blackface, being now a Princess, had
come to live in the Royal Palace. But
they could not induce her to wash her
face, or comb her hair, or change her
clothes, or put on a pair of shoes.
I shall tidy myself up when the Prince
comes home.'
Now, was such a thing possible ? There
she sat, shut up in her chamber, waiting
for the Prince to come and fetch her. But
there was no means of persuading him to
do so.
SThat baker-wench disgusts me I had
rather die than wed her !'
When these words were repeated to
Blackface she burst out laughing:
He will come to me, don't fear, he will
come !'
go to her? .See how I shall go '






14 ONCE UPON A TIME

And the Prince, beside himself with rage,
rushed, sword in hand, towards the chamber
of Blackface : he would cut her head off!
The door was locked fast, so our Prince
looked through the key-hole! The sword
fell from his grasp! He beheld a
beauty such as eyes had never fell on-a
real, living Mirror of the Sun !






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door, cried out mockingly :
A heap of soot, forsooth

'Open, my Princess i open to me !'
And Blackface, on the other side of the
door, cried out mockingly:
'A heap of soot, forsooth i'
Open, sweet Princess of my heart !'
And Blackface, laughing:
'That nasty, ugly baker-wench !'
'Open to me, my own Blackface !'






MIRROR OF THE SUN 15

And then the door flew open, and Bride
and Bridegroom fell into each other's arms.
The wedding was celebrated that very
evening, and the Prince and his dear
Blackface lived long years, happy and
contented. ..
And so my story's ended.
















THE GOLDEN ORANGES


IT is related that once ufon a time there
lived a King who had a magnificent garden
behind his Palace. No kind of tree was
wanting in it; but the rarest and most
valued of all was the tree that bore the
Golden Oranges.
When the orange season came round, the
King used to set a sentinel to guard it day
and night; and every morning he would go
down to the garden, to make sure with his
own eyes that not even a leaf was wanting.
One morning he comes into the garden
and finds the sentinel fast asleep. He
glances up at the tree the Golden
Oranges were all gone !
SI leave you to imagine his anger !
'You wretched sentinel! you shall pay
this with your head !'
Please your Majesty, it is not my fault.
A Goldfinch came and perched on one of
the branches, and began to sing. He sang
and sang, and as he sang my eyes grew
heavy. I drove him away from one branch,






THE GOLDEN ORANGES 17

but he lighted on another. He sang and
sang, and as he sang I grew sleepier and
sleepier. I drove him away from that branch
too, and no sooner did he cease singing
than my sleepiness disappeared. But then
he perched himself at the very top of the
tree, and sang and sang and sang .
I have slept till now .
So the King did him no harm.
When the next orange time came, he
charged the Prince Royal in person to keep
watch.
One morning he comes into the garden,
and finds the Prince sleeping. He looks
up at the tree not one Golden Orange
to be seen !
So you may fancy the fury he was in !
How is this ? Even you fell asleep 1'
'Please your Majesty, it is not my fault.
A Goldfinch came and sat on a bough and
began to sing. He sang and sang and sang,
till my eyes grew heavy. I said to him,
"You perfidious Goldfinch, you'll have no
chance with me And he made fun of me,
saying, The Prince is sleeping the Prince.
sleeps !" "You treacherous Goldfinch,
you're not a match for me!" And again
he mocked at me, saying, Hush-a-ba,
baby, my pretty Prince !" and he sang and
sang and sang, and I have slept
till now !'
So the King wanted to try himself; and






18 ONCE UPON A TIME
when the season came round again, he
mounted guard by the tree. When the
Oranges were quite ripe, behold the Gold-
finch came and perched upon a branch and


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'You treacherous Goldfinch, this time
you have found your match! .' But
it was hard work to keep his eyes open !
The Goldfinch began to mock at him:
'Hush hush his Majesty slumbers !
Hush hush the King is sleeping !'
And he sang and sang and sang, till the
King fell asleep, fast as a dormouse.
Next morning, when he opened his eyes,
the Golden Oranges were no longer there !
Then he issued a warrant throughout all
his dominions: Whoever would bring him
the Goldfinch dead or alive should receive
in reward a mule laden with gold.
Six months passed, but no one came
forward.
At last one day a peasant in very poor
trim presented himself:
SDoes your Majesty really want that
Goldfinch ? Promise me the hand of the
Princess, and within three days your
Majesty shall have it.'
The King caught the fellow by the shoulder,
and turned him out of doors.
The next day the man returned:
'Does your Majesty really want that
Goldfinch ? Then promise me the hand of
the Princess, and in less than three days
you shall have it.'
The King seized him by the shoulder, and
with a good kick turned him out.






20 ONCE UPON A TIME


But the following day the bumpkin
returned, as obstinate as ever:
'Does your Majesty really want that
Goldfinch ? Then promise me the hand of
the Princess, and in less than three days
you shall have it.'
The King in a fury called a guard and
had him led to prison.
In the meantime he ordered an iron
grating to be set up all round the tree;
with such great iron bars that there would
surely be no need for a sentinel now.
But when the Oranges were ripe again,
going into his garden one fine morning
the King looked up not one Orange
left i
You can imagine his state !
So he was forced to come to an agree-
ment with the young peasant.
'Bring me the Goldfinch alive, and the
Princess is yours.'
'In three days' time, your Majesty.'
And before the three days were over, he
was back again with the bird.
SMay it please your Majesty, the Princess
is now mine.'
The King looked black. Was he to give
the Princess to such a lout ?
'If you wish for gems or gold, you shall
have as much as you can carry away. But
as to having the Princess, you must put that
idea quite out of your head.'







THE GOLDEN ORANGES 21

SBut, please your Majesty, that was our
agreement.'
'Do you want gems ? Do you want
gold ?'
Keep them for yourself. We shall see
what will happen !'
And the King said to the Goldfinch:
'Now that you are in my hands, I mean
to torment you.'
And the Goldfinch cried out, as he felt his
feathers being plucked out one by one.
'Where have my Golden Oranges been
hidden away ?'
If your Majesty will but promise not to
hurt me any more, I will tell.'
Well, then, I'll not touch you any more.'
'The Golden Oranges are stowed away
in the Grotto of the Seven Gates ; but the
Merchant with the Red Cap keeps guard
over them. Your Majesty must know the
password; only two persons in the world
know it-the Merchant and that peasant
who caught me.'
The King sent to call the peasant:
SLet us make another bargain. I should
like to get into the Grotto of the Seven Gates,
and I don't know the password. If you will
but disclose it to me, the Princess is yours.'
'On your word as a King ?'
'On my royal word !'
'Then, your Majesty, this is the pass-
word:







22 ONCE UPON A TIME

'Drier and drier,
Open, old Sire !'
'Very well,' said the King.
So the King betook himself to the Grotto,
and as he pronounced the password it
opened to him. The peasant remained
waiting outside.




















Now, this Grotto was all one blaze of
dazzling light, because of the diamonds that
lay heaped upon the floor. The King, seeing
that he was alone, stooped down and filled











his pockets; but when he passed into the
second chamber, he saw that the diamonds
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Now, this Grotto was all one blaze of
dazzling light, because of the diamonds that
lay heaped upon the floor. The King, seeing
that he was alone, stooped down and filled
his pockets; but when he passed into the
second chamber, he saw that the diamonds






THE GOLDEN ORANGES 23

there, also in heaps on the ground, were
much larger and finer, so he emptied .his
pockets and again set to filling them with
those. And so on till the very last chamber,
where, lo he beheld all the Golden Oranges
from the Royal Garden piled up in a corner.
A great wallet lay near on the ground,
and the King stuffed it quite full. Now that
he knew the word, he meant to come back
more than once.
On coming out of the Grotto, with the
wallet on his back, he found the peasant
there waiting for him.
Please your Majesty, the Princess is now
mine.'
The King grew as black as night. Must he
then give the Princess to that great clown ?
'Ask me any other favour, and it will be
granted you. But as to having the Princess,
don't think of it.'
'And your Majesty's royal word?'
'The wind blows words away !'
'Then just wait till you get home to your
Palace, and you'll see !'
No sooner did the King reach home than
he set down the wallet on the ground, and
went to open it. But what should he see ?
S. .Instead of the Golden Oranges it was
full of spoilt ones !
Then he put his hands into his pockets
S. .the diamonds had all turned into snail-
shells !






24 ONCE UPON A TIME

'That beast of a peasant has played me
a fine trick !'
But the Goldfinch would pay for it.
And he began torturing the poor thing
again.
Where are my Golden Oranges ?'
If your Majesty will but leave off hurting
me, I will tell.'
'Well, I won't hurt you any longer.'
'Then you must know that your Oranges
are all where you saw them, but in order
to have them back again you must know
another word, and there are but two persons
who know it-the Merchant and the peasant
who caught me.'
So the King sent for the peasant:
'Let us make a new agreement. Tell
me the word to get the Oranges back with,
and the Princess is yours.'
'On your royal word ?'
'On my royal word !'
'Please your Majesty, this is the word:
'In the fruit lies the stone,
Come, give me the bone !'
'Very well,' said the King.
And he went and came several times,
with the wallet crammed full, and so
carried all the Golden Oranges back to
his Palace.
Then the peasant presented himself,
saying:







THE GOLDEN ORANGES 25

'Please your Majesty, the Princess is
mine now.'
The King grew black as thunder. Must
he then give the Princess to that bumpkin ?
Behold, this is my royal treasure : take
whatever you like. But as to the Princess,
put that quite out of your head !'
-'Well, let us say no more about it,' said
the peasant, and he took himself off.
Now, ever since the Goldfinch was kept
in the cage at the Palace, the Golden
Oranges were allowed to remain on the
tree from one year to another.
One day the Princess came to the King
and said :
SPlease your Majesty, I should like to
have that Goldfinch to keep in my room.'
Then take it, dear daughter; only see
it does not escape.'
Once in the Princess's room, the Gold-
finch sang no longer.
'Goldfinch, why don't you sing any more?'
'Because my master weeps.'
'And why does he weep ?'
'Because he may not have his heart's
desire.'
And pray, what does he want ?'
'He wants the Princess He says :
I've laboured so hard,
And well it is known,
But my labour is all
To the wild wind blown "






26 ONCE UPON A TIME

'Who is your master ? That country
fellow ?'
'Princess, that country fellow is a greater
king than your royal father.'
'Ah, if that were true, I would wed him
at once; go and tell him, and come back
immediately.'
'Do you swear it ?'
I swear it !'
And she opened his cage and let him fly.
But the Goldfinch did not come back again.
One day the King asked the Princess :
'Does the Goldfinch not sing any more ?
it is a long time since I've heard him.'
'Please your Majesty, he is not very
well.'
So the King put his mind at rest.
In the meantime the poor Princess lived
in constant dread and anxiety.
'Ah, Goldfinch, you traitor! both you
and your master !'
And as the orange season was drawing
near, she felt her very heart grow small for
fear of her father.
In the meantime there came an Ambas-
sador from the King of France to ask her
in marriage. Her father was delighted
beyond words, and immediately said 'yes,'
but the Princess cried:
May it please your Majesty, I had rather
remain a maiden !'
He flew into a mighty rage.







THE GOLDEN ORANGES 27

She said 'no' now that he had pledged
his royal word and could not take it back !
'Your Majesty knows that "the wind
blows words away" !'
The Courtiers tried in vain to calm the
King; his eyes flashed fire:
'That obstinate hussy I'
'I don't want him I won't have him
I want to live and die a maid !'
But the worst was when the King of
France sent word that he was coming
within eight days.
How was he to manage with that bad,
stubborn child ?
In his anger he had her bound hand and
foot, and let her down into a draw-well:
'Say "yes," or I'll let you drown-!'
But the Princess remained silent; the
King let her down half-way:
Say "yes," or I shall drown you !'
Still the Princess remained silent: the
King let her right down into the water;
only her head remained out.
'Say "yes," or I'll surely drown you !'
But the Princess was still silent.
Must he then really drown her ? ..
And he drew her up again, but only to
lock her into a dark room, on bread and
water. The Princess wept and cried:
'Ah, Goldfinch, you traitor you and your
master I must endure all these misfortunes
for having kept my word to you !'






28 ONCE UPON A TIME,

The King of France came with a mag-
nificent retinue, and took up his abode in
the Royal Palace.
'Where is the Princess ? Will she not
see me ?'
'Please your Majesty, she is slightly
indisposed. .. '
The King of France was rather em-
barrassed, and did not know what to
answer.
'Take her this present from me.'
It was a small golden casket all studded
over with diamonds; but the Princess put
it on one side, without even caring to open
it. And still she wept:
'Goldfinch, you traitor! you and your
master !'
'We are no traitors, neither I nor my
master I"
On hearing this answer come from the
casket, the Princess ran and opened it:
'Oh, my dear Goldfinch how many
tears you have made me shed !'
'Your fate willed it so Now your destiny
is accomplished.'
When his Majesty the King knew who
the peasant was, he gave the tree that bore
the Golden Oranges as a marriage portion
to the Princess, and the day after she was
wed to the King of France.
So let us laugh, and sing, and dance !
















LITTLE FROGGIE


THIS is the pretty story of Little Froggie,
give your paw!' and you shall presently
hear why it is called so.
It is related that once upon a time there
was a poor fellow who had seven children,
who ate him out of house and home. The
eldest was twelve years of age, and the
youngest barely two.
One evening the father made them all
come before him.
'Children,' said he, 'it is now two days
that we haven't tasted so much as a drop of
water, and I am in despair. I don't know
what to do; do you know what I have
thought ? To-morrow I shall get our neigh-
bour to lend us his donkey, I'll saddle him
with the creels, and carry you round for sale
like fish. We'll see if you have any luck !'
At these words all the brats set to howl-
ing : they were not going to be sold, not
they Only the last, the little one two
years old, did not cry.
And you, my little Froggie ?' asked his






30 ONCE UPON A TIME
father, who had given him that name
because he was as tiny as a frog.
I am quite pleased,' he answered.
So the next morning the poor father took
him in his arms and began going about the
town with him, crying:
'Who will buy my little Froggie? who
will have my little Froggie ?'
But no one wanted him, he was such a
tiny wee thing!
The King's daughter happened to be
looking out of window :
'What have you for sale, good man ?'
I'm selling this baby; who wants to buy
him ?'
The Princess looked at the child, made a
face, and banged the window to.
'Pretty manners !' quoth the poor fellow.
And he began again, crying out:
'Who will buy my little Froggie ? who
will have my little Froggie ?'
But no one would have him, such a tiny
wee thing as that !
The poor fellow had not heart to go
home, where his other children were wait-
ing for him, like so many souls in purgatory,
half dead with hunger.
Little Froggie, in the meantime, had
fallen asleep in his arms.
Then he bethought him that it would
be better to kill the poor little creature
rather than see it suffer. He would kill






LITTLE FROGGIE 31

them all, one by one, and would begin with
S this one.
It was now evening, and, leaving the town,
he retired into a cave where no one could
Ssee him. He laid the baby down on the
ground; it was fast asleep, and as he looked
at it his heart was full of pity.
'Dear little heart !
And must these hands of mine kill you ?
'Must I then kill you, my own little
Froggie ?
'And I shall no more see you toddling
about the house, no more, no more ?
'Ah, poor, dear little heart !
'And who was the witch that bewitched
you in your cradle, who was she ?
'Ah, my poor little Froggie !'
It would have melted the heart of a stone
to hear him.
'What has happened that you are weep-
ing so ?'
At these words the poor fellow turned
round, and beheld an old woman sitting
right over against the mouth of the cave;
she held a staff in her hand.
What has happened to me ? I have
seven children and no work, and we are all
dying of hunger. Not to see my little ones
suffer any more I have made up my mind
to kill them, and I am going to begin with
this one.'
'What is he called ?'






32 ONCE UPON A TIME

His name is Beppo, but we all call him
little Froggie.'
Then Froggie let him be !'
The old woman barely touched the baby
with the end of her staff, and he was already
changed into a little frog, and went hopping
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The poor father stood aghast.
'Take heart,' said the old dame. 'Go
and search in that corner; there is some
bread and cheese, so for this evening you
will all sup. Be waiting for me to-morrow
at noon, right under the windows of the
King's Palace : you will make your fortune.'







LITTLE FROGGIE 33
When the other children saw their father
come back without their little'brother, they
set up a great cry.
Be quiet; here is some bread and cheese
for you.'
'But where is little Froggie ?'
'He is dead t'
He said this because he did not want to
be bothered with questions.
Well, the next day, long before the hour,
he went and took up his stand under the
windows of the King's Palace. He waited
and waited, but no old woman was to be
seen.
The King's daughter was at one of the
windows, combing out her hair; she recog-
nised him, and to make fun of him asked
him :
I say, good man, did any one buy your
little Froggie ?'
But before he could answer, behold, the
old woman appeared, with a whole troop of
people at her heels The people made a
circle round her, and the old woman said :
'Little Froggie, give your paw!' and
little Froggie at once held out his paw.
The others all tried in vain, saying,
SLittle Froggie, give your paw !'-he would
have nothing to do with them. Such a
wonder had never been seen, and every one
present paid a penny for having a sight.
The Princess bade the old woman come







34 ONCE UPON A TIME
right under her window; she too wanted to
see:
Little Froggie, give me your paw !' And
Froggie forthwith held out his little paw.
The Princess was enchanted, and ran
straight off to the King :
Papa, if you love me, you must buy me
little Froggie !'
'Whatever do you want with a frog ?'
'I want to keep him in my room, he
amuses me so much !'
And the King consented.
'Good woman, how much do you want
for your little frog ?'
Please your Majesty, I'll sell him for his
weight in gold, for he is well worth it.'
'But you are making game of me, old
woman '
'I am but saying the truth; to-morrow
he will be worth twice as much. Little
Froggie, give your paw!'
And little Froggie put out his paw, and
gave it to the old woman.
The others all tried till they were tired,
with their Little Froggie, give your paw !'
-he would have nothing to do with them.
'You see,' said the King; 'we should
need to take the old woman too.'
The Princess had not tried yet, so she
said:
Little Froggie, give me your paw !'
With one bound Froggie was beside her,







LITTLE FROGGIE 35

and having made a fine bow held out his
little paw.
So there was no use, he had to be bought;
it was the only way to have peace.
Froggie was put into one side of the
scales, and a little gold piece in the other,
but the scale would not rise. Was it pos-
sible a little Froggie could weigh so much ?
They heaped up the scale with gold, but it
would not go down. The Princess and the
Queen took off their rings and bracelets,
and pulled out their ear-rings, and threw
them in. It was of no use! The King
undid his girdle, which was of massive gold,
and threw it in. Nothing I
'Even my crown! Now, I should like
to see .'
The scale rose up, quite on a level with
the other, not one hairbreadth wanting.
The old woman emptied out the great
heap of gold into her apron, and went away.
Froggie's father was waiting her at the
Palace gate.
Here !' and she filled his pockets; mind
this well, though: spend as much as ever
you like, but woe betide you if you sell or
lose the Royal Crown !'
The Princess amused herself all day long
with little Froggie:
Little Froggie, give me your paw!'
It was such fun She held him in her
hand, and carried him about wherever she







36 ONCE UPON A TIME
went. At table Froggie was to eat out of
her plate.
It is quite shocking !' cried the Queen.
But as she was their only child, they forgave
her all her caprices.
Time passed, and at last the Princess
was old enough to be given away in
marriage. The Prince of Portugal had
asked for her hand, and the King and
Queen were delighted, but she said No.'
She would wed her little Froggie.
Now, was such a thing possible? .
But there was no means of persuading
her.
'Froggie or nobody !'
'I'11 Froggie you,' roared the King, and
seizing the little creature by one of his legs
he was going to dash him on the ground; but
an eagle flew in at the open window, snatched
Froggie out of his hand, and disappeared.
The Princess wept day and night; poor
girl, it made one sad to see her! and all
the Court had to put on mourning.
In the meantime, in little Froggie's old
home, it was a continual carnival. His
brothers made 'ducks and drakes' with the
gold their father had brought them; half
the neighbourhood banqueted there daily,
and money ran like a river. At last not
one penny-piece was remaining.
'Papa, let us sell the King's Crown !'
'We must not touch the King's Crown!'







LITTLE FROGGIE


'Then are we to starve to death? .
Let us sell it !'
The King's Crown must not be sold !'
The poor father went back to the cave in
search of the old woman; he began weeping.
'What is the matter ?' she asked.
'Good mother, our money is all spent,
and those boys of mine would fain sell the
King's Crown, but I won't allow them.'
Search well in that corner, there is some
bread and cheese, so you will sup this even-
ing. Go to-morrow at noon, and wait for
me under the Palace windows : it will be
the making of your fortune.'
And he returned home; but a fearful
tragedy had taken place in his absence:
five of his sons lay dead on the floor in a
pool of blood, and one could just barely
breathe.
'Ah, dear father,' gasped he, 'a great
strong eagle came and knocked at the
window with his beak:
'" My boys, please show me the King's
Crown."
Our father keeps it under lock and key."
"And where does he keep it ?"
'" In this great coffer." And the mighty
bird set to breaking open the coffer with
blows from his beak, and as we tried to
prevent him he murdered us all.'
Saying these words, the boy expired.
The poor man felt his very hair stand on







38 ONCE UPON A TIME
end: his children all slain, the King's
Crown stolen !
The next day, when he met the old woman,
he related everything to her.
Leave it to me,' she answered.
Now, the Princess had fallen very ill;


the doctors were at their wits' end, and no









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the doctors were at their wits' end, and no
longer knew what to give her.
'May it please your Majesty,' said they
at last to the King ; 'here we require little
Froggie, or it is all over with her Royal
Highness.'






LITTLE FROGGIE 39

The King was frantic with despair:
'Where can we find that accursed Froggie ?
the eagle must have digested him since ever
so long !'
At this juncture the old woman appeared:
'May it please your Majesty, I know
where you can find Froggie, but you'll need
all your courage.'
I am ready to let myself be torn to
pieces !' replied the poor King.
'Then take a knife with a diamond
blade, the finest ox in all your herds, and a
rope a mile long, and come with me.'
The King took the knife with the diamond
blade, the finest ox in all his herds, and the
rope a mile long, and set out with the old
woman. No one was to follow them.
They walked on for two whole days, and
on the third, towards sunset, they reached a
wide plain. There stood the enchanted
tower, a mile high, without either doors or
windows.
'Little Froggie is up there,' said the old
woman. Those ugly birds flying about
the top of the tower are his jailors. You
must climb up there.'
'And how ?'
'Your Majesty must first kill the ox, and
then we shall see.'
So the King killed the ox.
Your Majesty must now skin it, and leave
a great deal of the flesh sticking to the hide.'






40 ONCE UPON A TIME

So the King skinned the ox, taking care
to leave a great deal of flesh sticking to the
hide.
'Now, we must turn this hide inside out,'
said the old woman. I shall sew you into
it, and those ugly birds will swoop down,
and carry you up in their strong beaks.
During the night you must slit open the
hide with your diamond knife, and in the
morning, when the eagle and those horrid
birds go off to seek for prey, you must make
the rope fast to the top of the tower; then
take little Froggie and the Royal Crown,
and holding the knife between, your teeth
let yourself slip down the rope.'
The King hesitated:
'And supposing the rope were to give
way ? .
If you keep the knife fast between your
teeth the rope will not break.'
So the King, for love of his daughter,
let himself be sewn into the ox-hide at once;
and lo! the hateful carrion birds came swoop-
ing down, and bore him up to the tower top
in their strong talons.
When it was dark night he slit the hide
open with his diamond knife, and creeping
out of it hid himself in a gloomy corner.
When daylight came he waited in his
hiding-'place till the eagle and the other
birds of prey had taken themselves off in
quest of food. Then he made fast the rope






42 ONCE UPON A TIME
to the topmost ledge of the great tower,
took little Froggie and the Crown, which
he had found, as the old woman told him
he would, and began to let himself slip
down the rope.
And the knife ? he had quite forgot-
ten it !
He had scarcely got down a little bit
when the rope began to screak fearfully:
Ahi, ahi I am going to snap, give me a
drink !'
What could he do? He bit a vein in
his arm and let the warm blood gush out
on the rope, and all the while kept slipping
down.
But soon after the rope again cried:
'Ahi, ahi! I am breaking, give me a
drink !'
The poor King bit a vein in his other
arm and let the warm blood gush out on
the rope, and all the while he kept slipping
down.
But the rope began again:
'Ahi, ahi! I am going to break, give
me a drink !'
The King, seeing that but little was
wanting to reach the ground, said:
'Then break if you will!'
And break it did; but luckily he got off
with only a few bruises. And the old
woman gathered some leaves from a plant
growing near, with which she dressed the






LITTLE FROGGIE 43

torn veins in his arms, and they closed up
at once.
No sooner did the Princess behold her
little Froggie than she began to recover:
'Little Froggie, give me your paw !'
And the Froggie held out his paw at
once, and to her only.
The King, to put an end to all this, wanted
to have the wedding celebrated at once, but
the old woman said:
'You must wait yet a month. In the
meantime cause a great caldron full of
boiling oil to be prepared.'
'What is to be done with it?'
You will know when the time comes.'
When the day came at last, the oil was
boiling and seething in the great caldron.
The old woman made her appearance,
followed by Froggie's poor father, driving
a cart on which were laid the dead bodies
of his six sons.
'Princess,' said the old woman, if you
want to wed little Froggie, you must take
him by a leg and plunge him three times
into the boiling oil.'
The Princess hesitated.
'Throw me in, do throw me in!' cried
little Froggie to her.
And she plunged him in, once twice!
but the third time he slipped from her hold
and fell right to the bottom of the caldron.
The Princess fainted clean away !







44 ONCE UPON A TIME

The King wanted to have the old woman
put to death; but she quickly seized the
dead bodies of the six brothers, and throw-
ing them one after another into the boiling
oil, began to stir it round with her long
staff; and all the while she sang:
'What fine soap-suds, what fine lye !
Soon they'll jump out, high and dry !'

And as she sang, lo and behold the
eldest brother was the first to jump out
alive !
'What fine soap-suds, what fine lye !
Soon they'll jump out, high and dry !'
And she stirred away with a will. And
behold! out jumped the second. And so
on, one by one, all the brothers.

What fine soap-suds, what fine lye !
Soon he'll jump out, high and dry !'

And she stirred away with all her might.
But little Froggie only came to the top
and floated about; he didn't jump out.
No sooner did the Princess catch sight
of him than she tried to take him out, but
the old woman drew her back.
Did she want to scald herself? She
must do as usual.
Little Froggie, give me your paw !'
Little Froggie held out his paw to the
Princess and who should step out of






LITTLE FROGGIE 45

the oil but a most beautiful young man,
who looked every inch a king !
The Princess recognized in him the baby
the poor man had wanted to sell to her, and
begged pardon for having been so rude as
to slam the window to in his face. Little
Froggie, as you may well think, had already
quite forgiven her.
The wedding was celebrated with the
most splendid rejoicings, and in the course
of time little Froggie became King.
So my story's ended,
If you are offended
Run to the Blacksmith's
And get it mended !

















NO-EARS

ONCE upon a time there was a King who
had one only child, a little daughter. The
Queen had died at the little one's birth,


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down to play as usual in the Royal Garden,
and she ran about in the shade of the wide-
spreading trees, and rolled over and over
on the soft green grass. Towards noon
the Nurse, who felt very drowsy with the
heat, dropped off to sleep; but when she
awoke, the little Princess was no longer to
be seen. She searched for the child high
and low, and called to her all over the
garden: no answer came I The child had
really disappeared.
How on earth was she to appear before
the King, who simply doated on his little
daughter ?
The poor woman beat her breast and
tore her hair at the thought of it.
'0 Lord! 0 Lord! his Majesty will
surely have me hanged, to say the least.'
The guards came running at her cries,
and searched and hunted everywhere, but
all in vain.
Dinner-time came.
'And where is the Princess ?' asked the
King.
The Cabinet Ministers, as white as sheets,
looked at each other, but not a word did
they answer.
'Where is the Princess ?' again.
'Oh, please your Majesty,' stammered
out the Prime Minister, 'an accident has
happened !'
The poor King was frantic with grief.






48 ONCE UPON A TIME
He immediately caused a proclamation to
be issued:
'To whoever brings back the missing
Princess, any favour he asks will be granted !'
But six whole months passed and nobody
presented himself at the Royal Palace.
Messengers were sent from kingdom to
kingdom:
'Be he Christian, be he Infidel, to who-
ever brings back the Princess any favour
he asks will be granted.'
But a year passed and yet no one pre-
sented himself at the Royal Palace.
The King was inconsolable, he wept day
and night.
Now you must know that in the Royal
Garden there stood a draw-well, and while
her Nurse was asleep the little Princess had
gone up to it and leant over the edge.
Deep down in the glassy water she saw,
as in a mirror, another child like herself,
and had called out to it 'Ehi! ehi beckon-
ing with her little hand. Thereupon a great
long hairy arm had stretched up from the
bottom of the well, and seizing hold of her
had drawn her down into its depths. Thus
for several years she dwelt in the bottom
of the well with the Were-Wolf, for he it
was who had dragged her down.
At the bottom of the well lay a great cave,
ten times as big as the King's Palace. The
rooms were all encrusted with gold and






NO-EARS


diamonds, one richer and more beautiful
than the other. True it is, the sun's rays
never reached them, but it was light all the
same. The child was cared for and waited
on as became a Princess of her rank.
There was a maid to undress her, another to
dress her; one to wash her, another to do her
hair; one to bring her her breakfast, another
to wait on her at dinner; finally one to put her
to bed. She had grown quite accustomed to
living there, and was not at all unhappy.
The Were-Wolf used to sleep and snore
all day long, and at night he went away.
And as the child would scream with terror
whenever she saw him, he showed himself
but rarely, so as not to frighten her.
During all this time the Princess had
grown up into a most lovely young girl.
One evening she had already gone to
bed, but could not sleep. Hearing the
Were-Wolf about to go away, she listened
more attentively than usual. He roared
out with his ugly hoarse voice:
Call me the Cook !'
The Cook came.
'I think it is just about time,' said the
Were-Wolf; 'she is as plump as a partridge.'
'We must see,' replied the Cook.
And the Princess heard them turn the
handle of her door ever so gently.
Alas then they were speaking of her 1
Did the Were-Wolf want to eat her up ?






50 ONCE UPON A TIME
She felt her very flesh creep at the thought,
as you may well believe. So she curled
herself up as small as possible, and made
believe to be fast asleep. The Were-Wolf
came near the bed, drew down the coverlet
very carefully, and began feeling her all
over, just as though she were a fowl whose
neck he was going to wring.
'Another week yet,' said the Cook, 'and
she will be.a morsel fit for a King!'
As she heard these words the-poor Prin-
cess breathed more freely.
Eight days yet! ah, the Were-Wolf would
not eat that partridge not if she knew it !
So she thought, and thought, and thought;
at last a bright idea came to her. She
jumped out of bed as soon as it was morn-
ing, and ran to the mouth of the cave, just
under the well, and there she waited till
some one would come to draw water. At
last the pulley began to creak, and the bucket
made a great splash as it reached the surface
of the water; the Princess grasped tight
hold of the rope, steadying her little feet on
the edge of the bucket. They began to
draw her up slowly, for she was rather
heavy. All at once, break goes the rope,
and down comes the bucket, Princess and
all; fatafunfete /
Her handmaidens came running and
pulled her out of the water.
'I got dizzy and fell in; don't speak of






NO-EARS 51

this, for pity's sake; the Were-Wolf would
beat me !'
And so one day passed.
The second day she waited and waited,
but the bucket did not come down. She
must find some other means of escape; but
that was easier said than done. Which
means ? There was only that one way out
of the cave.
And another day passed.
Yet the Princess did not lose heart. As
soon as it was daylight, there she was at
her post; but no bucket came down.
And two more days passed so.
One morning, as she was weeping bitterly
and staring hard at the clear water, she be-
held a small Red Fish, that looked like
gold, with his tail as white as silver, and
three black spots on his back.
Oh, you little Fish, how lucky you are !
You are free to swim about in the water,
and here am I, all alone, without family or
friends !'
The little Fish swam right up to the
surface of the water, wagging his tail about,
and opening and shutting his mouth; he
seemed to have heard her.
'Oh, you little Fish,' again cried the
Princess, 'how fortunate you are Here
am I, all alone, without family or friends,
and in four days I am to be eaten up i'
The little Red Fish with the silver-white






52 ONCE UPON A TIME
tail and the three black spots on his back
came near the edge:
'If you were of royal blood, and willing
to marry me, we should both be free.
Nothing else is wanting to break my enchant-
ment.'
'I am of royal blood, O little Gold-Fish,
and from.this moment I am your bride.'








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'Then get on my back,' said the little
Fish, 'and hold on tightly.'
The Princess got up on the back of the
little Fish, and, seized hold of his fins ; and
the Fish swam and swam till he bore her
right down to the bottom of the well. An
underground stream flowed past. The little
Fish got well into the current, with the
Princess holding on by his fins as fast as
she could.
But all of a sudden they met an enormous







NO-EARS


fish, with its mouth gaping wide open; it
came straight to swallow them up.
'Pay your toll-money, or you don't pass
here !' cried the monster.
The Princess tore off one of her ears, and
threw it to the creature; and so they passed,
and swam on and on. But lo they met
another great fish, ever so much larger than
the first, with its huge mouth a-gape, show-
ing a whole forest of teeth:
Pay the toll, or you don't pass here !'
And the Princess tore off her other ear
and threw it to the monster.
When at last the kind stream bore them
into the open air, the little Fish set the
Princess down on the bank, and with one
leap was out of the water. He had changed
into a very handsome young man, with three
moles on his face.
'Let us go and present ourselves to my
father,' said the Princess ; 'it is now thirteen
years since he saw me.'
At the Palace gates the guards refused
to let them pass.
'But I am your Princess! I am the
King's daughter!'
No one would believe her, not even the
King himself; yet he gave orders that she
should be brought before him.
'Who knows ?' he thought; it might just
be true!'
The King looked hard at her from top to







54 ONCE UPON A TIME
toe; it seemed true, and yet it didn't seem
true. She related to him all her story, only
she said nothing about her ears, for she was
ashamed; she even kept her hair hanging
down to hide their absence.
But one of the Ministers noticed them,
and cried:
'And your ears, my good girl ? Where
did you lose your ears ?'
The Kingwas indignant at having been im-
posed upon, as he fancied, and ordered her
off to clean the pots and pans in the royal
kitchen. Prince Fish (as he was called
from the first) was sent to sweep out the
stables.
So they would learn to make game of the
King !
One fine day his Majesty wanted to
have some fish to dinner, but in all the
market there were only two fish to be found,
and nobody knew what kind of fish they
were, not even the fishmongers themselves.
They had been lying there since the day
before, and were even beginning to go bad.
'Very well,' said the King, 'have them
brought to the kitchen all the same !'
Once in the kitchen the Cook went to
open them, and what should he find in their
insides ? two little human ears, still fresh
with blood!
He immediately called No-Ears; that
was the name they had given her:






NO-EARS 55

'No-Ears No-Ears here's something
for you !'
The Princess came running; they were
really her ears. Trembling with joy she
fitted them on to her head, and they grew
fast on at once.
And now with her ears on her father
recognized her:
SIt is she! It is indeed my own
daughter !'
And he ordered great rejoicings to be
held for eight whole days. Then as he was
very old he resigned his crown to the young
couple, and King Fishikin and Queen No-
Ears reigned long and happily for many
years.
The leaf is green, the way is long;
My story's told, now sing your song I















THE WERE-WOLF


ONCE uofon a time there were a King and
a Queen who had no children, and they
prayed day and night that one might be
granted them, at least one !
At the same time they also consulted all
the wise men of their kingdom:
'Your Majesty must do this.'
'Your Majesty must do that.'
And pills here, and potions there; but
the much-sighed-for child did not make its
appearance.
One fine winter's day it was rather cold,
and the Queen had come down to walk
about in front of the Palace, to warm her-
self in the sun. A little old woman came
by:
'Please give me something for charity,
fair lady !'
The Queen, to save herself the trouble of
taking her hands out of her muff, answered:
'I have nothing to give you.'
And the little old woman hobbled away
grumbling.







THE WERE- WOLF 57

'What was she muttering ? asked the
Queen of her attendants.
'She said that one day or another your
Majesty would need her aid.'
The Queen bade one of the pages run
after her to call her back, but the little old


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woman had turned the corner and dis-
appeared.
Eight days later a stranger presented
himself, and requested to speak to the King
in private:
'Please your Majesty, I have a potion


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58 ONCE UPON A TIME
that will cure the Queen, but first of all let
us make a bargain.'
'Oh, capital!' cried the King; 'let us
make the bargain, then I'
Well, if a boy is born to you, you will
keep him for yourself.'
'And should it be a girl instead ?'
If it is a girl, as soon as she has accom-
plished her seventh year you must bring her
up to the top of that mountain, and there aban-
don her-you will never hear of her again.'
I must consult the Queen,' said the poor
King.
'Ah that means that we shall come to
no agreement.'
Driven thus between the wall and the
door, the King accepted the conditions.
The stranger then drew from his pocket
a phial so very small that it could hardly be
seen between his fingers, and said:
'This is a powerful potion. As soon as
the Queen falls asleep this evening your
Majesty must pour all the phial into her ear.
That will be enough.'
And so it was. A short time after this
the Queen gave birth to a child, a most
beautiful little girl. When the King was
told he burst into tears :
'Poor little one what a sad destiny
awaits her I what a sad fate 1'
The Queen heard of this, and when she
saw the King, asked:






THE WERE- WOLF 59

'Why did your Majesty weep and say
"Poor little one i what a sad fate ?'
Don't pay any attention to that, dear !'
Well, the Princess grew up, more beauti-
ful than the sunlight; the King and Queen
quite worshipped her. When she entered
her seventh year the poor father had no
more peace of mind, thinking that he would
soon have to carry her up to the top of the
mountain, and there abandon her, never to
hear of her any more. But that was the
agreement he had made, and he was forced
to maintain it.
The day the Princess completed her
seventh year, the King said to the Queen:
'I am going to the country with the child,
and we shall be back towards evening.'
So they set out together, and walked and
walked till they reached the foot of the
mountain, and began to ascend it. The
Princess got tired and could not climb,
so the King took her in his arms.
'Papa, what are we going to do up
there ? Let us go back again !'
The King did not reply, but swallowed the
salt tears that were running down his cheeks,
so that the little one might not see them.
Papa, dear, what are we going up there
for? Let us turn back again!'
And again the King drank the bitter
tears that ran down his cheeks, but not a
word did he answer.






60 ONCE UPON A TIME


'Papa, why are we coming up here?
Let us go home again !'
Sit down here and wait a minute, darling.'
And putting her down he went away,
and abandoned her to her fate.
When the Queen saw him return alone,
she began crying out:
'And our child? My little daughter?
What have you done with her ?'
'An eagle swooped down on us, and seizing
her in its talons bore her away.'
Oh, my poor little daughter It cannot
be true!'
'A-wild animal rushed out on us, and
carried her off to devour her in the forest.'
'Oh, my poor little daughter! but it
cannot be true !'
'She was playing on the banks of a
stream, and she fell in, and the current
carried her away.'
'It can't be true! It can't be true!'
still cried the wretched mother.
Then at last the King told her all the truth,
word for word, and the poor Queen rushed
off like a madwoman in quest of her little
daughter.
When she reached the mountain top
she searched about and called to her for
three days and three nights, but did not
find the faintest trace of her; and at last she
returned home to her Palace, heart-broken
and disconsolate.






THE WERE- WOLF


Seven long years passed away. Nothing
had ever been heard or seen of the missing
child.
One day the Queen happened to look
over the parapet of a small terrace, and
whom should she see down in the street
below but the little old woman, the very
same that she had caused so much search
to be made for.
'Good woman! good woman! please to
come up here !'
'Please your Majesty, I am in a great
hurry now; I shall come back to-morrow.'
The Queen felt rather put out. The
next day she stayed the whole morning on
the little terrace waiting for her.
No sooner did she see her pass than
she cried :
'Good woman! good woman! will you
please come up here !'
'Please your Majesty, I am in great
haste to-day; I shall pass again to-morrow.'
The following day the Queen, to make
sure of her, went down and waited before
the front door.
'Please your Majesty, I am in a greater
hurry than ever; I shall come back to-
morrow.
But the Queen caught hold of her by the
arm, and would not let her go; and there on
the stairs she humbly begged the old woman's
pardon for having refused to give her alms.






62 ONCE UPON A TIME

'Ah, good woman good woman let me
but find my child again !'
'But, your Majesty, what can I know
about her? I am but a poor little old
woman.'
'Ah, good woman good woman only
help me to find my child again !'
'Then it is bad news I must give your
Majesty; the Princess is fallen into the
power of the Were-Wolf; it was he who
gave the phial with the potion and made the
bargain with the King. In a month's time
hence he will ask her: "Do you want me
for your husband ? If she answers no,"
he will make but two mouthfuls of her.
You must give her warning in time.'
'And where does the Were-Wolf live?'
'Please your Majesty, he lives under-
ground; you must go down and down for
three days and three nights, without ever
eating or drinking or resting, and on the
third day you will be there. Take with
you a little knife, a ball of thread, and a
handful of corn, and come with me.'
The Queen took everything as the old
woman had ordered her, and they set out
together.
At last they reached a hole in the earth,
through which they could just barely pass.
The little old woman fastened one end of
the ball of thread to a small plant growing
near, and said:







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Who sows well, reaps the harvest;
Who ties thee, unties thee best!'

And in they went. Then down, and
down, and down ; the Queen felt her knees
breaking under her:
'My little old woman, let us rest a while!'
'Quite impossible, your Majesty !'
And down, and down, and down; the
Queen could go no farther for hunger:
Little old woman, let us eat a mouthful,
I am fainting from weakness !'
It is quite impossible, your Majesty !'
So down, and down, and down they went;
the Queen's throat was parched with thirst :
'Little old woman, for pity's sake, one
drop of water !'
'Please your Majesty, it is quite im-
possible !'
At last they came out on a vast plain.
The ball of thread was now finished, so
the little old woman tied the other end of
it to a small shrub hard by, and said:

'Who sows well, reaps the harvest;
Who ties thee, unties thee best I'

After that they advanced into the plain.
At every step the Queen was to drop a
grain of corn into the earth, and the old
woman said each time:


'Corn, good corn, grow high and free !
As I sow, shall 1 reap thee !'






64 ONCE UPON A TIME

And the corn took root and grew up at
once, with long full ears that hung down.
Now, your Majesty must stick the little
knife into the ground, and cough three times;
we are at our journey's end.'
So the Queen stuck the little knife into
the ground and coughed three times, and
the little old woman said :
'Little knife,little knife so stout,
As I stick thee in, so I'll pull thee out '

And now let us leave them to return to
the Princess.
When she saw she was left quite alone
on the top of the mountain she began to
cry and scream for terror, till at last, poor
child, she cried herself to sleep. She woke
up again in a great Palace, but in all the
splendid rooms and halls she found not
one living soul. She wandered about alone
till she felt tired.
Sit down, Princess; sit down !'
It was the chairs that spoke.
She sat down, and after a little she began
to feel hungry: lo a table appeared, all
ready laid, with smoking-hot dishes served
upon it.
Eat, my Princess; eat !'
And it was the table that spoke.
She ate and drank heartily, and soon after
drowsiness crept on her.
'Sleep, my Princess; sleep !'






THE VERE- WOLF 65

It was a soft couch that spoke; she was
quite astounded! So she lay down,
and fell asleep at once.
And so on every day. She wanted for
nothing, but she wearied terribly of staying
there all alone, without ever seeing a human
face; and often she wept thinking of her
good papa and mamma. Once she began
to call for them, quite loud, and sobbing:
'Dear papa! my own mamma! how have
you the heart to leave me here ? Mamma !
mamma !'
But a great rough voice called out to her:
Be quiet there silence !'
She shrank away into a corner, much
frightened, and did not venture to speak
again.
After a whole year had passed, one fine
day she heard a voice asking:
Would you like to see me ?'
And it was not at all that gruff nasty
voice that had frightened her so; she
answered :
Very willingly !'
And behold! the doors of her chamber
flew open of themselves, and from the end of
a long suite of rooms there came forward
such a tiny little thing, only a foot high,
all dressed in stuff of golden tissue, with
a little red velvet cap on his head, from
which rose a magnificent white feather,
taller than himself.






66 ONCE UPON A TIMIE


'Good day, Princess !'
'Good day! Oh, you dear little fellow,
how pretty you are!' cried the Princess.
And she caught him in her arms, and began
kissing and petting him, and jumping him
up in the air as if he had been a doll.
'Will you have me for your husband ?






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Do you want to have me ?' asked the little
creature.
The Princess laughed and answered:
'Yes, I want you I want you !'
And she jumped him up in the air, catch-
ing him again in her hands.
'What's your name, little thing ?'
Little Spoolikin,' answered he.
'What are you doing here ?'
I am the master here.'






THE WERE- WOLF 67

'Ah, then, let me go let me go to my
own home i'
'No, no we are to be married I'
'Rather think of growing for the present,
my little man !'
Spoolikin was quite offended and went
away, and for a whole year did not show
himself again.
The Princess wearied of being there all
alone and never seeing a human face.
Every day she would call out:
Spoolikin Spoolikin I'
But no Spoolikin answered. One day,
at last, the voice again asked her:
'Would you like to see me ?'
Most willingly !' replied the Princess.
Surely he must have grown a little in a
year's time but when the doors were thrown
open the same tiny creature appeared before
her, in the same suit of golden tissue, with
his red velvet cap with the fine white feather
taller than himself.
'Good day, Princess.'
Good day, Spoolikin.'
The Princess was surprised to see him
quite the same, not one bit grown. She
caught him up in her arms, and began to
kiss and caress him, tossing him up in the
air like a doll.
Will you have me for your husband ?'
asked the manikin ; will you have me ?'
And the Princess laughed outright:






68 ONCE UPON A TIME

'Yes, I'll have you! yes, I'll have you!
but in the meantime see and grow a little
bigger.'
Then she made him turn a somersault in
the air, and caught him again in her hands.
Spoolikin was highly offended at this,
and went away.
And regularly every year the same thing
happened: and seven years had passed
away. During these seven years the Prin-
cess had grown up to be such a lovely
maiden that four pairs of eyes would have
been necessary to guard her.
One night, as she could not sleep, she
was thinking sadly of her father and mother.
SWho knows if they still remember me ?
They may think I am dead !'
And she was weeping on her pillow, when
all at once she heard some one throwing
little pebbles against the outer shutter of her
window.
Who on earth could it be at that hour?
She gathered up courage, jumped out of
bed, opened the shutters ever so gently,
and asked in a whisper:
Who is there ? what do you want ?'
'It is I, my daughter; we are come on
your account '
The Princess was ready to jump out of
the window for joy.
'Listen, my child,' said the Queen in an
undertone; that Spoolikin is the Were-







THE WERE- WOLF 69

Wolf He appeared to you in that fashion
so as not to frighten you, but now that you
are grown up he will, in a few days, show
himself in his real shape. But do not be
alarmed, dear child, and if he again says to
you Will you have me for your husband ?"
be sure and answer "yes," or you are lost;
he would then make but two mouthfuls of
you. To-morrow night, at this same hour,
we shall meet again.'
In the morning the Princess heard the
voice as usual:
'Do you want to see me?'
Oh, most willingly !' answered she.
And the doors flew open, but instead of
Spoolikin there sprang forward the Were-
Wolf, a great, gaunt, hairy monster, with
such fearful eyes and teeth May the Lord
preserve all of us from ever falling into his
power !
The poor Princess at.this sight felt that
she was going to faint.
'Will you have me for your husband?'
roared the brute ; 'I made you on purpose
for myself.'
She was trembling like a leaf, and dared
not reply.
'Will you have me for your husband ?'
yelled he.
The more the Princess heard the fright-
ful voice the more she trembled, and she
got bewildered. She wanted to answer







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'yes,' but in her trouble 'Oh no, no fell
from her lips instead.
'Then come here!' howled the Were-
Wolf.
And he pounced on her with his terrible
claws to swallow her up.
'Wait at least till to-morrow I beg it of
you as a grace !'
The Were-Wolf paused a minute uncer-
tain, and then answered:
'Be it as you desire! To-morrow you
shall be eaten up !'
That night, at the hour fixed upon, the
Princess looked out of her window:
'Oh, my own mamma dear,' she cried
under her breath, I said "no" without
wanting to: to-morrow I am to be eaten
up !'
Take courage!' said the little old woman,
and she knocked loudly at the Palace gate.
'Who is there? Whom do you want?'
At the roar of the Were-Wolf all the
building shook.
I am Little Knife,
I'm planted in the hard ground,
To defend the child I've found.'

The Were-Wolf could do nothing against
this charm. And next morning, at dawn,
he came out, and seeing the little knife stuck
in the ground, he gnawed his hands for
rage:






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'If I find out who has planted this, I
shall make but one mouthful of him !'
And he looked and searched all over the
place, but not a soul could he find. At
last he called the Princess :
Come here wrench this little knife out
of the ground for me, and I promise not to
eat you up.'
The Princess believed him, and drew out
the little knife.
'And now come here!' roared the
monster.
And he seized upon her with his mighty
claws, and was going to gobble her up.
Ah wait at least till to-morrow to eat
me I beg it of you as a grace !'
The Were-Wolf reflected a minute as if
uncertain, then replied :
'Then I grant it you !
That night the Princess again looked
out of her window:
'Oh, my own dear mamma what shall
I do ? He said, "Wrench this little
knife out of the ground for me," and I
drew it out, and now I must be eaten up
to-morrow.'
'Take courage, child.'
And the little old woman knocked at the
gate, louder than before.
'Who is there ? whom do you want ?
At the Were-Wolfs roar all the Palace
shook again.






72 ONCE UPON A TIME
'I am Little Barley-Corn !
I'm planted in the dark ground,
To defend the child I've found !'
And the Were-Wolf could do nothing
against this charm. Next morning, at
dawn, he came down, and when he saw the
corn springing from the ground, with the
ears all ripe and hanging down, he bit his
very hands for rage :
'If I find out who has sown this, I'll
make but one mouthful of him!'
And he looked and searched all about,
but found nobody. And when the Princess
came down he said to her:
Come here reap this corn for me, and
I promise I shall not eat you.'
The Princess again believed him, which
was very foolish, of her, I think, and set to
work. There was no charm against her, so
in one day she easily reaped it all.
'And now come here till I eat you!'
cried the Were-Wolf.
I beg you as a grace,' sobbed she, wait
at least till to-morrow to eat me !'
He hesitated one minute to consider, and
then said:
'Well, I grant you it, for the last time !'
And when night came, the unfortunate
Princess looked out of her window.
'Oh, my own dear mamma! He said to
me, Reap me this corn," and I reaped it for
him, and to-morrow I am to be eaten up.'







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'Take courage, child.'
And once more the little old woman
knocked loudly at the gate.
'Who is there?' roared out the Were-
Wolf.
SI am fine Yarn Thread !
To the green plant I am bound,
To defend the child I've found !'

The Were-Wolf could do nothing against
this charm either. Next morning, at dawn,
he came out, and as soon as he saw the
thread tied to the little plant he bit his
hands for sheer rage, and cried to the
Princess :
Come here, and untie me this thread at
both ends; I promise not to eat you !'
But this time the old woman had taught
the Princess how to do.
She was not to stop once, but go on
walking and walking; nor was she to eat or
drink, but wind and wind at the thread,
and so straight on.
So she untied the near end of the thread,
and began walking straight forward, wind-
ing it up; and the Were-Wolf came after
her.
Eat a mouthful, eat a mouthful,' said he;
'you must be hungry.'
'I am not hungry, I'll eat when I am,'
said the Princess.
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74 ONCE UPON A TIiM
the thread, and the Were-Wolf close after
her.
Drink a drop of water, only a little drop,'
said he.
I shall drink when I'm thirsty,' was her
answer.
By this time they had reached the hole
that served as way out. When the Were-
Wolf saw that the other end of the thread
was tied to a little plant outside the hole,
he gnawed and bit at his hands for very
rage. At the sight of the little old woman
he got as white in the face as bleached
linen.
Oh my arch-enemy 1' he faltered; I
am lost! I am lost !'
And the Queen and the Princess turned
round, and instead of the little old woman
beheld a most beautiful lady, lovely as the
morning star. It was the Queen of the
Fairies.
You can well imagine their joy !
In the meantime, the Queen of the Fairies
was taking stones and piling them up, one
upon the other, before the hole :

'Stones, stones, both good and true !
Who builds you up shall undo you too I'

And when the hole was quite walled up,
the Queen of the Fairies disappeared before
they could even thank her.







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So the horrid, wicked Were-Wolf was left
inside to die of hunger.
The Queen and the Princess returned
home to their Palace, safe and sound, and
a year later the Princess married the King
of Portugal.
















CHICK-PEA


ONCA upon a time there lived a King who
loved hunting above all things.
His Ministers of State would often say to
him :
'May it please your Most Gracious
Majesty, your subjects would like to have a
Queen.'
And his answer always was:
I shall marry next year.'
But the year would pass; then the
Ministers would return to the attack :
'May it please your Most Gracious
Majesty, your subjects would like you to
give them a Queen.'
I shall certainly marry next year,' would
he say.
But tlat year never came.
Every morning, as soon as the first dawn
of light began to peep, he would sling his
game-pouch on his back, and with his gun
on his shoulder and his dogs at his heels,
away he would go to the woods and covers.
Whoever required to speak to the King






CHICK-PEA


on business of any kind had to go search-
ing for him all over the country.
The Ministers once more made an
attempt:
'May it please your Most Gracious
Majesty, your subjects ardently desire a
Queen.'
So that at last, to get rid of them, the
King made up his mind to ask the hand of
the King of Spain's daughter.
But when he went to Spain to wed her,
he remarked that she was a little hunch-
backed:
'What! I marry a hunchback ? No,
never !'
'But her face is lovely, and she is most
virtuous,' objected his Ministers.
'But she is hunchbacked, and that is
more than enough No, never!' cried the
King.
And he returned home to his hunting,
and his woods and covers.
Now, you must know that the hunch-
backed Princess had a Fairy Godmother.
The Fairy, seeing her weeping because of
the King's refusal, said to her :
'Be of good heart; he shall marry you,
and shall have to come and sue for your
hand. Leave it all to me !'
Well, it happened one day that the King
in going out shooting met a poor, common-
looking woman, so thin and poverty-stricken






78 ONCE UPON A TIME
that a blast of wind might have blown her
away.
'Good sport to your Majesty !' cried she.
The King, irritated at the sight of such
an ill-omened face, shrugged his shoulders
rudely, and made no answer.
That day he didn't even bag so much as
a tom-tit.
Another morning he went out, and there
he met the same poor woman again, so thin
and starved-looking that a breath might
have blown her over.
'Good sport to your Majesty !'
'Now listen, you old witch !' roared the
King to her; if I catch you once again on
my way, I'll give you to understand! mind
my words !'
And all that day he didn't even bag so
much as one little wren.
But the following morning there was
that ill-omened old woman again:
'Good sport to your Majesty !'
'I'll give you some good sport, that I
will !' cried the King in a fury.
He had brought a body of guards with
him, and he ordered the poor old woman
to be shut up in prison.
From that day forth the King went out
shooting in vain; he was never able to
bring down so much as a feather. The
game had all disappeared as by magic
from his woods and covers. Not a hare, not






CHICK-PEA 79
even a rabbit, was to be had, even had he
been ready to pay its weight in gold for it.
But still worse befell him.
As he was no longer able to take his
usual exercise in going out shooting, the
King began to get fatter and fatter, and
in a short time he had grown so stout that
he weighed two hundredweights, and his
body had swollen out till it looked like a
wine-cask. When he would take two or
three turns in the rooms of his Palace, he
felt as if he had walked a hundred miles : he
would then breathe so hard that he seemed
a forge-bellows, and the perspiration that
streamed down his cheeks formed a pool
on the floor. Then he would have to sit
down at once to rest and eat something very
substantial to restore his failing strength.
He was quite in despair, and consulted
all the doctors.
'I should like to get thin again,' he would
say to them.
And the doctors wrote prescription after
prescription for him : they consumed gallons
of ink. Not a day passed that the chemist
did not send up great bottles of mixtures
and messes, as bitter as gall.
But the more physic his Majesty took,
the stouter he grew.
All the doors of the rooms had to be
made wider, that the King might pass
through; and once the Court architects






80 ONCE UPON A TIME

even said that if the floors and pavements
were not well propped up, his Majesty
would sink through them some day or other.
The poor King was desperate.
Was there then no remedy for him ?
And he had other doctors called in, but
all in vain; the more they prescribed for
him, the fatter he grew.
At last one day an old woman presented
herself, and said to the King :
'Your Majesty is under a malignant
charm; I could break it, but as a recom-
pense your Majesty must wed my daughter,
who is called Chick-Pea, because she is so
very tiny.'
Then I'll wed your Chick-Pea!' answered
the wretched monarch.
Heaven only knows what he would not
have done, so as only to get rid of his
unwieldy body.
'Then bring her to me '
The old woman thrust her hand into
her apron-pocket and drew out Chick-Pea,
who was barely an inch high, but very
pretty, and in perfect proportion.
No sooner did she behold that great fat
mass than she burst out laughing; and as
the woman held her on the palm of her
hand to let the King see her better, with
one bound she skipped away and began
climbing up his Majesty's body, running
here and there as if it were a hill for her.







CHICK-PEA 81

The King felt her little feet pattering
over him, and wanted to stop her, but she
sprang about here and there, worse than
any cricket, and would not let herself be
caught. The King laughed, Ha, ha, ha!
for her feet tickled him, and his great body
heaved and rolled so funnily: Ha, ha, ha !
Then Chick-Pea sang:
'The King's body shall be
A fit mansion for me !'
The King was laughing so loud, with his
mouth wide open-in sprang Chick-Pea,
and down his throat:
'The King's body shall be
A fit mansion for me '
I let you imagine for yourself the terror
that his Majesty and all his Court were
in !
In the midst of the confusion the old
woman had disappeared.
And Chick Pea gave orders from her
mansion :
Give me something to eat !'
And the King was obliged to eat for her
as well as for himself.
'Give me something to drink !'
And the King had also to drink for her.
Now, let me go to sleep !'
And there the King had to sit quite quiet,
that Chick-Pea might sleep.
'Please your Majesty,' said one of his







82 ONCE UPON A TIME

Ministers, this may be some charm cast on
your Majesty by that thin, starved-looking
woman who was thrown into prison.'
'Then have her brought before me,'
quoth the King.
When the warders went to open her
prison they found it empty. The woman
must have escaped through the key-hole !
And what was to be done now ?
Meanwhile Chick-Pea in the King's great
body kept calling out:
'Give me something to eat! give me
something to drink !'
At last the King's subjects began
grumbling over the taxes they had to pay,
for so much food was required to fill his
Majesty's enormous stomach and satisfy
Chick-Pea! And they had to pay for it
all.
The King finally issued a proclamation:
Whoever would succeed in getting Chick-
Pea out of the King's stomach would receive
the title of Prince Royal, and as much wealth
as he could desire !
But the heralds went all through the
kingdom in vain. And as Chick-Pea grew,
even a little, the King's body swelled out
more and more, till there was danger of
his bursting at any moment.
Then the poor King entreated her:
Come out, my beautiful little Chick-Pea !
come out, and I shall make you my Queen!






CHICK-PEA 83

'Oh, please your Majesty, I am very
comfortable in here; will you give me some-
thing to eat ?'
'Come out, my lovely Chick-Pea, and you
shall be my Queen !'
'Please your Majesty, I am quite comfort-
able in here; I should like something to
drink !'
Had it not been for fear of dying, the
King would have torn himself open with his
own hands.
And his subjects grumbled more and
more:
'The King's great body swallows up all
we've got; we're tired of working only for
King Glutton !'
As if their poor King Glutton, as they
called him, found much pleasure in it He
alone could know how much he suffered,
with that odious Chick-Pea in his stomach,
ordering him about, and insisting on being
obeyed!
Happily the old woman made her appear-
ance one day.
'Ah, you wicked old creature !' cried the
King on seeing her; 'take your Chick-Pea
away from me, or it will be worse for you !'
'Please your Majesty, I am come on
purpose, with my two doctors.'
Now, her two doctors were two horrible-
looking birds, bigger than turkeys, with
great beaks a foot long and as strong as steel.






84 ONCE UPON A TIME
'Your Majesty must lie down flat on your
back in the middle of a plain.'
The poor King, who had grown so stout
that he could not move one single step,
ordered his attendants to roll him there.
And they forthwith began to roll him like
a cask, down the stairs and along the
streets, where a carpet had been spread;
they were soon bathed in perspiration with
their hard work.
When they reached the plain, and had
laid the King flat on his back, one of the
great horrid birds perched itself on his body
and pecked at him, and what do you think
gushed out ? Why, a jet of excellent wine,
all the wine his Majesty had drunk during
so many years !
And the people came running with casks,
and barrels, and vats, and flagons, and kegs,
and flasks, and decanters, and pig-skins, and
bottles, and glasses to fill; but there was no
finding enough of vessels to contain it all. It
was quite like vintage-time, and a jolly good
vintage too! And they were all tippling
and tasting, and hobnobbing to one another,
and getting as tipsy as could be.
Well, the King's great body grew a little
less !
Then the other horrible bird came and
perched on him, and pecked at him in its
turn, and behold out came all the good
things the King had eaten in so many years !







CHICK-PEA 85

Macaroni, and sausages, and roast fowls, and
beef-steaks, and cakes, and fruit, and every
sort of dainty. The people did not know
where to stow them away. They all ate
to their hearts' content. It was quite a
carnival!
And the King's great body grew less and
less !
Then he said:
Come out, my beautiful Chick-Pea, and
I shall make you my Queen !'
Chick-Pea passed her head through one
of the holes the birds had made, and answered,
laughing :
'Here I am !'
And the King immediately grew to his
former stature.
So they were married. But his Majesty
fancied that with such a little make-believe
of a wife, barely a hand high, he was at
liberty to return to his old life and amuse-
ments, his shooting and dogs and guns;
and he used to stay away from home whole
weeks at a time.
Poor Chick-Pea stayed in her Palace and
wept:
*Alh, poor little me I
A Queen without a King must I be I'

The King grew not to be able to bear her
because of her complaining.
And he went to consult a witch, and said:







86 ONCE UPON A TIME

What must I do in order to get rid of
Chick-Pea ?'
'Your Majesty must
'Skin her, then toasted
Eat her, or roasted '

He did not like to eat her; however, he
returned home and said to Chick-Pea:
'To-morrow I'll take you out shooting
with me, and you can amuse yourself.'
He wanted to lead her into the depths of
the forest, where no one would be able to
see him.-
But Chick-Pea replied:
'Skin her, then toasted
Eat her, or roasted?

'Thanks, your Majesty !
Ah, poor little me !
A Queen without a King must I be '

The King was quite astonished.
How could she know it ?
So he went back to the witch and related
the whole thing to her.
When Chick-Pea will have fallen asleep,
your Majesty must cut off a lock of her
hair, and bring it to me.'
However, as fate would have it, Chick-
Pea did not seem much inclined to go to
bed that evening.
Come to bed, Chick-Pea,' said the King.






CHICK-PEA 87

'A little later, your Majesty; I don't
feel at all sleepy yet.'
So the King waited and waited; he was
the first to fall asleep. When he awoke
next morning, he saw that Chick-Pea was
already up and dressed.
Have you not slept all night, my Chick-
Pea?'
'Thanks, your Majesty Prudence is a
virtue !
'Ah, poor little me I
A Queen without a King must I be 1'

The King was more astonished than ever.
However did she come to know it ?
And he returned to the witch and told
her everything.
'Your Majesty must invite King Crow
to dinner; as soon as he sees her he will
make but one mouthful of her.'
So King Crow was invited, and came:
'Craw! craw! craw! craw was all
he could say.
And no sooner did he set eyes on little
Chick-Pea, who was but a palm's-length high,
than he gobbled her down at one mouthful.
'A thousand thanks, King Crow!' said
his Majesty; 'now you may go away !'
'Crawl crawl crawl thank you I but
before I go I must peck your eyes out.'
And with only two strokes of his beak
he put out his eyes.






88 ONCE UPON A TIME

The poor King wept tears of blood.
Chick-Pea dead, and he blind of both
eyes !
After some time had passed, the same
old woman again made her appearance.
She was no other than the Fairy Godmother
of the Princess of Spain.
'Your Majesty must not give way to
affliction : Chick-Pea is alive, and your eyes
are hidden away in a safe spot; they are
inside the hump of the Princess of Spain !'
The King dragged himself as far as the
Royal Palace where the Princess dwelt,
and began crying piteously from outside
the door:
'Ah, good Princess, do but give me back
my eyes !'
The Princess answered him from the
window :
SI marry that little hunch-back ? No,
never I'
'Forgive me, dear Princess! and give
me back my eyes !' pleaded the King.
And still the Princess replied from the
window:
'Skin her, then toasted
Eat her, or roasted I'

Then the King understood that the Prin-
cess of Spain and Chick-Pea were but one
person, and he continued to cry out still
louder:






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'Ah, Princess, my own dear Chick-Pea,
give me back my eyes !'
The Princess at last came down, and
gave him back his eyes.
But the King had no sooner put them in
again than he stared at her in amazement.
The Princess was no longer hunch-backed,
and was the exact image of pretty little
Chick-Pea, only of natural height.
So he was forgiven for all, and in a short
time they were wed-a true grand wedding
this time! And in remembrance of these
adventures the Queen wished to be always
called Chick-Pea.
They lived long, happy, and contented,
And I must go, my story's ended I















STHE TALKING TREE


ONCE upon a time there was a King who
fancied he had collected together in his
Palace all the rarest things in the world.
One day a stranger came and asked per-
mission to visit the collection ; he observed
everything minutely, and then said:
'May it please your Majesty, but the
best thing of all is wanting.'
What is wanting ?' inquired the King.
'The Talking Tree,' replied the stranger.
And of a truth, the Talking Tree was not
among all those wonderful things.
So with this flea in his ear the King had
no more peace, he could not even sleep at
night. He sent messengers and exploring
commissions throughout the whole world
in search of the Talking Tree, but they
all returned empty-handed.
The King then thought the stranger must
have been making fun of him, and ordered
him to be arrested.
'Please your Majesty,' said he, 'if your
messengers and explorers have searched







THE TALICING TREE


badly, how can it be my fault ? Let them
seek better.'
'But have you seen the Talking Tree
with your own eyes ?'
'I have seen it with my own eyes, and
what is more, I've heard it with my own
ears.'
Where ?'
I no longer remember now.'
'And what did it say ?'
'Well, it said:
"Ever to wait for what never comes,
Why, it does quite give one the doldrums '

So the story was really true The King
again sent off his messengers. A whole
year passed, and they all returned as before,
empty-handed.
Then the King was so angry, he ordered
the stranger's head to be chopped off.
'But what fault of mine is it if your
Majesty's people have searched badly?
Let them seek better.'
His persistence struck the King as sing-
ular He called together his Ministers and
announced to them his intention of going
himself in quest of the Talking Tree. He
would not consider himself a King until he
had it safe within his Palace walls I
So he set out in disguise.
He walked and walked; after many
days' journey he was at last benighted in a




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