Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 The Story of the Charmed Fawn
 The History of Bold Robin Hood
 The Story of the Ugly Little...
 The Story of Puss in Boots
 The Story of Hans in Luck
 The Story of Peter the Goather...
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Title: A treasury of pleasure books for young and old
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Title: A treasury of pleasure books for young and old
Physical Description: 1 v. (unpaged) <1> leaf of plates : ill. ; 18 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Weir, Harrison, 1824-1906 ( Illustrator )
Wehnert, Edward Henry, 1813-1868 ( Illustrator )
Bartlett, J ( Publisher )
Cundall & Addey ( Publisher )
Levey, Robson, and Franklyn ( Printer )
Publisher: Cundall & Addey
J. Bartlett
Place of Publication: London
Cambridge U.S
Manufacturer: Robson, Levey, and Franklyn
Publication Date: 1851
Edition: New Series.
Subject: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Fairy tales -- 1851   ( rbgenr )
Children's stories -- 1851   ( lcsh )
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United States -- Massachusetts -- Cambridge
Statement of Responsibility: with thirty-six illustrations by Edward Wehnert and Harrison Weir.
Funding: Brittle Books Program
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RossoN, LrVY, and FRANyLYN, Great New Street.

To my dear Children, Maja, Harry, and Herbert.

So many Children besides yourselves were delighted with
the Pleasure Books" of last year, that I have chosen six more
Tales to make a new volume for the coming Christmas. .Your
good friends, Mr. Wehnert and Mr. Weir, have illustrated it with
many excellent Drawings; and I hope that, as you are now older,
and, I trust, better scholars, you will be able to understand and
enjoy these tales and pictures as much as you did the House that
Jack Built" or Cock Robin."
Last year's Pleasure Books" were all English stories; but this
year I have taken three tales from Grimm's German Popular
Stories-namely, Hans in Luck," "Peter the Goatherd," and
"The Charmed Fawn;" one from the French, by Perrault,
"Puss in Boots;" one from the Danish, by Andersen, "The Ugly
Little Duck;" and only one from English tradition, "Robin
I have no fear of your imitating the disgraceful conduct of
Master Puss, nor of your robbing people like Bold Robin Hood,
nor of your being such great simpletons as Lucky Hans. The
story of Peter Klaus is a great favourite with the children who live
rear the mountains in Germany; and the brother and sister in
"The Charmed Fawn" will teach you how you should all love
one another.
Your affectioen'c Father,
J. C.
Kentish T'own, Oct. 1851.


The Story of the Charmed Fawn.
Illustrated by HARRISON WEIR.

The History of Robin Hood.
Illustrated by E. H. WEHNERT.

The Story of the Ugly Little Duck.
Illustrated by HARRISON WEIR.

The Adventures of Puss in Boots.
Illustrated by E. H. WEHNERT.

The Story of Hans in Luck.
Illustrated by E. H. WEHNERT.

The History of Peter the Goatherd.
Illustrated by E. H. WEHNERT.









THERE was once a little brother who took his
younger sister by the hand, and said to her, "We
have never known a happy hour since we lost our
mother. Our stepmother does nothing but beat or
kick us all day long. She gives us dry crusts for
our dinner, and treats us much worse than the dog
under the table, for he often gets a nice bit. What
would our poor mother say if she knew how ill we
are used! So come, let us go forth into the wide
world." And away they wandered over meadows,
fields, and stones; and whenever it rained, the sister.


would say, The sky is crying, like our poor hearts."
Towards evening they reached a large wood; and
what with grief, hunger, and fatigue, they were so
exhausted that they took refuge in a hollow tree,
where they fell fast asleep.
When they awoke next morning, the sun was
already high in the heavens, and its warm beams
were falling right upon,the tree. The brother then
said, Sister, I am very thirsty, and if I could but
find a spring, I should be so glad to drink. I almost
think I hear the sound of water bubbling just by."
And he took his sister by the hand, and they
went to look for a stream. But their wicked step-
mother, who was a witch, and was well aware that
the children had run away, had slunk after them,
and bewitched all the springs in the forest. So,
when they reached a stream that ran sparkling over
the pebbles, and the brother was going to drink of


its water, the sister heard it murmur as it rushed
along, Whoever drinks out of me will become a
The sister then cried out, I beseech you, brother,
do not drink, or else you will become a wild beast,
and tear me to pieces."
So the brother refrained from drinking, though
he wanted sadly to quench his thirst, and said, I
will wait till we come to the next stream."
And when they reached another spring, the sister
heard it murmur, "c Whoever drinks out of me will
become a wolf."
Then the sister exclaimed, c" I beseech you,
brother, do not drink, or you will become a wolf,
and eat me up." So the brother did not drink, but
answered, "I will wait till we come to the next
stream; but then I must drink, say what you will."
And when they reached the third spring, the


sister heard it say, as it ran along, Whoever drinks
out of me will become a fawn."
Then the sister said, c Oh, brother, I beseech
you not to drink, or you will become a fawn, and
run away from me." But the brother had already
knelt beside the stream, and stooped down and drunk
of its waters; and the first drop had no sooner moist-
ened his lips than he was changed to a young fawn.
The sister wept over her poor transformed brother,
and the fawn wept likewise as he sat mournfully by
her side. At length the little girl said, Be easy,
dear fawn, I will never leave you." She then took
off her golden band, and put it round the fawn's
neck, and gathered some rushes, and made a flexible
rope, which she fastened to the collar, and thus led
the little animal along, and went deeper into the
forest. And after going a long, long way, she at last
found an empty hut, where she thought they might

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live. She then went and fetched leaves and moss
to make a soft bed for the fawn; and every morning
she gathered roots, berries, or nuts for her own nou-
rishment, and fresh grass for the fawn, who ate out of
her hand, and frisked about as if he were pleased.
When evening came, and the sister felt tired, she said
her prayers, and then pillowed her head on the little
fawn's back, and went to sleep. In short, they might
have been very happy, if the brother had but retained
his natural shape.
They had lived a long while in the wilderness,
when it happened one day that the king went a hunt-
ing in the forest. The fawn, hearing the sound
of the horn, the yelping of the hounds, and the hal-
looing of the huntsmen, longed to be present, and
said to his sister, c" Let me join the hunt, for I can
keep away no longer." And he begged and begged,
till at last she consented. Only, pray, come back


again to-night," said she; and, as I shall shut my
door against the huntsmen, mind you knock, and say,
c Sister, let me in;' for if you do not say so, I shall
not open the door."
The fawn now darted away, and was delighted
to scent the fresh air as he bounded along.
The king and his huntsmen saw the beautiful
animal, and gave chase, but were unable to overtake
it; and when they thought themselves certain of their
prey, it suddenly disappeared within the thicket. It
was now dark, and the fawn ran home, and knocked
at the door, saying, Sister, let me in." The little
door was immediately opened, and in jumped her
companion, and rested all night on his soft couch.
The next day the hunt was again abroad, and no
sooner did the fawn hear the horn and the huntsmen's
-halloo, than he could not rest, but said to his sister,
c" Pray, sister, open the door, for I must be off."

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The sister accordingly opened the door, saying, "But
remember to come back at night, and repeat the same
words." When the king and the huntsmen again
caught sight of the fawn, with his golden collar, they
all pursued him; but he was too swift for them, and
evaded them all day long: towards evening, however,
they managed to surround him, and one of the hunters
wounded him slightly in the foot, so that he limped
as he went along, and was obliged to return home
very slowly. This enabled one of the huntsmen to
watch him to the hut, when he heard him crying out,
" Sister, let me in," arid saw the door was opened,
and immediately closed again. The huntsman then
went back, and told the king all he had seen and.
heard; and the monarch said that they should hunt
again on the following day.
The sister was very much alarmed when the fawn
came back wounded; but she washed off the blood,

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and bound some simples on the wound, and said,
" Go and lie down, dear fawn, that you may get
cured." The wound was so slight that it had healed
by the next morning; and when the fawn again heard
the huntsmen in the forest, he said, I can't keep
away, I must be after them; but they shall not catch
me so easily again." The sister shed tears, and said,
" They will certainly kill you; so I will not let you
go." Then if you prevent my going, I shall die of
grief here instead," answered the fawn; for when
I hear the sound of the horn, I feel as if I wanted to
jump out of my shoes." So the sister could not
help opening the door, though she did it with a
heavy heart; and the fawn bounded gaily across the
forest. When the king saw him, he said to his
huntsmen,. Now we must hunt him till evening,
only mind nobody hurts him." Towards sunset the
king said to the huntsmen who had followed the fawn


the day before, Come now, and shew me the hut
where he dwells." On reaching the door, he knocked,
and said, C Dear sister, let me come in." The door
flew open, and the king walked in, and beheld the
most beautiful maiden he had ever seen. But the
poor girl was very much frightened when she saw the
king with his golden crown on his head instead of her
beloved fawn. Then the king looked at her in a
kindly manner, and held out his hand to her, saying,
cc Will you accompany me to my palace, and become
my queen ?" Yes," replied the maiden, provided I
may take my fawn with me, for I cannot abandon him."
" The fawn shall remain with you as long as you
live," rejoined the king, and he shall want for
nothing." Meantime the fawn came bounding home,
when his sister fastened the rope to his collar, and led
him away with her.
The king took the beautiful girl to his palace,


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where their marriage was celebrated with great pomp;
and he lived very happily with his new queen, while
the fawn was fondled and pampered, and had the run
of the palace-gardens. Meantime the wicked step-
mother, whose cruelty had obliged the children to go
forth into the wide world, had hoped all along that
the little girl had been torn to pieces by the wild
beasts in the forest, and that the little boy had been
shot dead by some huntsmen, mistaking him for a
real fawn. So when she heard how happy they were,
envy and malice were continually gnawing at her
heart; and she thought of nothing else but how she
should bring them into trouble again. Her own
daughter, too, who was one-eyed and as ugly as sin,
kept kindling her bad passions by incessant reproaches,
and saying, that it was she who ought to have been
a queen. "< Be easy," said the old beldame; cc when
a good opportunity offers, I will not let it slip."


Accordingly, as soon as she heard that the queen
had become the mother of a fine little boy, the old
witch went to the palace while the king was out hunt-
ing; and having assumed the shape of one of the
queen's maids, she went into her bedchamber, and
said, cc The bath is now ready, and if it pleases your
majesty to get up before it gets cold, no doubt it will
do you good." The witch's daughter, who was like-
wise at hand, then helped to lift the sick queen into
the bath. No sooner had they done this than they
closed the door of the bath-room, where they had
made such a fire, that they felt certain the beautiful
young queen would be instantly stifled.
The old crone then put a cap on her daughter's
head, and laid her in the queen's bed, and tried to
make her look as like her majesty as possible; only,
not being able to give her back the eye that was
missing, she bade her lie on that side, so as to con.


ceal the defect. Towards evening the king came
home, and hearing that a son was born to him, was
delighted at the news, and immediately went to see
his beloved wife. As he approached the bed, the old
crone cried out to him, cc For goodness' sake, do not
draw the curtain, for the queen wants rest, and the
light would hurt her." So the king retired, without
imagining that a false queen was lying in the bed.
Towards midnight, when every one was asleep
except the nurse, who sat watching beside the cradle
in the nursery, the door opened, and the real queen
came in. She took the baby out of the cradle, and
gave it some drink. She then shook up its little
pillow, and put it back into the cradle, and covered
it up with the counterpane. Nor did she forget the
fawn, but went into the corner where it lay, and
stroked its back. She then retired as silently as she
had come; and the nurse inquired next morning of


the sentinels whether any one had entered the palace
during the night? But they all answered that they
had seen nobody. She came in this manner for se-
veral nights, but never spoke a word; and the nurse
always saw her, but did not dare mention any thing
about it.
After a time, the queen began to speak in the
night, and her words ran as follows:

Say, how is my baby, and how is my fawn?
Twice more will I come, and then vanish at dawn."

The nurse made no answer, but when she had
disappeared, she went and told the king what she had
heard. "Gracious heavens!" exclaimed the king,
c what can all this mean ? To-morrow night I will
keep watch myself by the baby's cradle." And ac-
cordingly, when evening came, the king went into
the nursery, and towards midnight the queen appeared
again, and murmured:


"Say, how is my baby, and how is my fawn?
Once more will I come, and then vanish at dawn."

And she then nursed the baby as she was wont to
do before she disappeared. The king did not venture
to speak to her, but on the following night he sat up
again, when she came, and said once more:

"Say, how is my baby, and how is my fawn?
For the last time I come, and shall vanish at dawn."

The king could now restrain himself no longer,
and jumped up, crying, You can be no other than
my dear wife." c Yes," replied she, C"I am your
dear wife;" and at the same moment she was
restored to life, and was once more rosy and full of
health. She then related to the king the crime the
abominable witch and her daughter had committed.
The king caused them both to be delivered up to jus-
tice, and the daughter was condemned to be carried
into the forest, where the wild beasts tore her to pieces

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the moment they saw her, while the wicked old hag
was burnt for a witch. And no sooner had the flames
consumed her, than the-fawn recovered his human
shape, and the brother and sister were happy ever
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THE famous Robin Hood, whose real name was
Robert Fitzooth, and who flourished during the
reigns of Henry the Second and Richard Caeur de
Lion, was born in the town of Locksley, in Notting-
hamshire, about the year 1160. He was a hand.->
some youth, and the best archer in the county: he
regularly bore away the prizes at all the archery
meetings, as he was able to strike a deer five hundred
yards off. In truth, he was just fit to be one of the
royal archers, and would no doubt have turned out
better, had not his uncle been persuaded by the
monks of Fountain Abbey to leave all his property
to the Church; and thus poor Robin, being sent
adrift into the world, took refuge in Sherwood Forest,
where he met with several other youths, who soon


formed themselves into a band under his leadership,
and commenced leading the life of outlaws. Robin
Hood and his men adopted a uniform of Lincoln
green, with a scarlet cap; and each man was armed
with a dagger and a basket-hilted sword, and a bow
in his hand, and a quiver slung on his back, while
the Captain always had a bugle-horn with him to
summon his followers about him.
One day when Robin Hood set out alone in
hopes of meeting with some adventure, he reached
a brook over which a narrow plank was laid to serve
for a bridge; and just as he was going to cross it, a
tall and handsome stranger appeared on the other
side, and as neither seemed disposed to give way,
they met in the middle of the bridge.
"Go back," cried the stranger to Robin Hood,
" or it will be the worse for you."
But Robin Hood laughed at the idea of his giving
way to any body; and proposed they should each take
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could manage to throw the other into the brook
should win the day. Accordingly, they set to in
right earnest, and after thrashing each other well, the
stranger gave Robin Hood a blow on his head, which
effectually pitched him into the water. When Robin
Hood had waded back to the bank, he put his bugle
to his lips, and blew several blasts, till the forest rang
again, and his followers came leaping from all direc-
tions to see what their Captain wanted. When he
had told them how he had been served by the
stranger, they would fain have ducked him; but
Robin Hood, who admired his bravery, proposed to
him to join their band.
"Here's my hand on it," cried the stranger,
delighted at the proposal. "Though my name is
John Little, you shall find I can do great things."
But Will Stutely, one of Robin's merry men, in-
sisted upon it that he must be re-christened; so a
feast was held, a barrel of ale broached, and the new
comer's name was changed from John Little to Little


John, which nickname, seeing that he was near seven
feet high, was a perpetual subject for laughter.
Not long after this, as Robin Hood sat one
morning by the way-side trimming his bow and
arrows, there rode by a butcher with a basket of
meat, who was hastening to market. After bidding
him good morrow, Robin asked what he would take
for the horse and the basket ? The butcher, some-
what surprised, answered he would not care to sell
them for less than four silver marks. "Do but
throw your greasy frock into the bargain," said
Robin, "and here's the money." Delighted at
having concluded so good a bargain, the butcher
lost no time in dismounting and throwing off his
smock-frock, which the outlaw instantly put on over
his clothes, and then galloped away to Nottingham.
On reaching the town, Robin Hood put up his
horse at an inn, and then went into the market, and
uncovering his basket, began to sell its contents about
five times cheaper than all the other butchers; for

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Robin Hood neither knew nor cared about the price
usually paid for meat, and it amused him vastly to
see his stall surrounded by customers. The other
butchers could not at first understand why every body
flocked to purchase his goods in preference to theirs;
but when they heard that he had sold a leg of pork
for a shilling, they consulted together, and agreed
that he must be some rich man's son who was after
a frolic, or else a downright madman, and that they
had better try and learn something more about him,
or else he would ruin their business. So when the
market was over, one of them invited Robin Hood
to dine with their company. The Sheriff of Not-
tingham presided at the head of the table, while at
the other end sat the innkeeper. The outlaw played
his part as well as the rest of them; and when the
dishes were removed, he called for more wine, telling
them all to drink as much as they could carry, and
he would pay the reckoning.
The Sheriff then turned to Robin Hood, and


asked him whether he had any horned beasts to sell;
for he was a miser, and hoped to profit by the new
butcher's want of experience, and drive a good bar-
gain with him. Robin Hood replied he had some
two or three hundred; whereupon the Sheriff said
that as he wanted a few head of cattle, he would like
to ride over and look at them that same day. So
Robin Hood flung down a handful of silver on the
table, by way of farewell to his astonished companions,
and set out for Sherwood Forest with the Sheriff,
who had mounted his palfrey and provided himself
with a bag of gold for his purchase. The outlaw
was so full of jokes and merriment as they went
along, that the Sheriff thought he had never fallen
in with a pleasanter fellow. On a sudden, however,
the Sheriff recollected that the woods were infested
by Robin Hood and his band, and said to his com-
panion he hoped they would not meet with any of
them, to which Robin only answered by a loud laugh.
Presently they reached the Forest, when a herd of

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deer crossed their path. How do you like my
horned beasts, Master Sheriff ?" inquired Robin. To
tell you the truth," replied the Sheriff, I only half
like your company, and wish myself away from
hence." Then Robin Hood put his bugle to his
mouth and blew three blasts, when about a hundred
men, with Little John at their head, immediately
surrounded them; and the latter inquired what his
master wanted. I have brought the Sheriff of
Nottingham to dine with us," said Robin Hood.
t c He is welcome," quoth Little John; and I hope
he will pay well for his dinner." They then took
the bag of gold from the luckless Sheriff; and spread-
ing a cloak on the grass, they counted out three
hundred pounds: after which Robin asked him if
ne would like some venison for dinner. But the
Sheriff told him to let him, go, or he would rue
the day; so the outlaw desired his best compliments
to his good dame, and wished him a pleasant journey.
SBut if Robin loved a joke, he often did


good turn to those who needed his assistance. Once
he lent four hundred golden pounds to Sir Rychard
o' the Lee, who had mortgaged his lands of Wierys-
dale for that sum to St. Mary's Abbey, and who
happened to pass through Sherwood Forest on his
way to York, to beg the Abbot to grant him another
year. Robin Hood, moreover, bid Little John ac-
company him as his squire. When they reached the
city, the superior was seated in his hall, and declared
to the brethren that if Sir Rychard did not appear
before sunset, his lands would be forfeited. Presently
the knight of Wierysdale came in, and pretended to
beg for mercy; but the proud Abbot spurned him,
when Sir Rychard flung the gold at his feet and
snatched away the deed, telling him if he had shewn
a little Christian mercy he should not only have re-
turned the money, but made a present to the Abbey.
And, indeed, the monks had to rue their merciless-
ness in the end, as Robin Hood levied a toll ofreight
hundred pounds upon them as they once passed


through Sherwood Forest, which enabled him to for-
give Sir Rychard's debt, when that trusty knight
came to discharge it at the appointed time.
Another time as Robin Hood was roaming through
the Forest, he saw a handsome young man, in a very
elegant suit, who was passing over the plain, singing
blithely as he went. On the following morning he
was surprised to see the same young man coming
along with disordered clothes and dishevelled hair,
and sighing deeply at every step, and saying, Alack
and well-a-day !" Robin Hood having sent one of
his men to fetch him, inquired what lay so heavy
on his heart, and why he was so gladsome yesterday
and so sorry to-day. The young man pulled out
his purse, and shewed him a ring, saying, I bought
this yesterday to marry a maiden I have courted these
seven long years, and this morning she is gone to
church to wed another." Does she love you?"
said Robin. She has told me so a hundred times,"
answered Allen-a-Dale for such was the youth's


name. Tut, man! then she is not worth caring
for, if she be so fickle !" cried Robin Hood. But
she does not love him," interrupted Allen-a-Dale:
" he is an old cripple, quite unfit for such a lovely
lass." Then why does she marry him?" inquired
Robin Hood. Because the old knight is rich, and
her parents insist upon it, and have scolded and raved
at her till she is as meek as a lamb." And where
is the wedding to take place?" said Robin. At
our parish, five miles from hence," said Allen; and
the Bishop of Hereford, who is the bridegroom's bro-
ther, is to perform the ceremony."
Then, without more ado, Robin Hood dressed
himself as a harper, with a flowing white beard
and a dark-coloured mantle, and bidding twenty-four
of his men follow at a distance, he entered the church,
and took his place near the altar. Presently the old
knight made his appearance, hobbling along, and
handing in a maiden as fair as the day, all tears and
blushes, accompanied by her young companions strew-


ing flowers. This is not a fit match," said Robin
Hood aloud, and I forbid the marriage." And
then, to the astonishment of the Bishop and of all
present, he blew a blast on his horn, when four-and-
twenty archers came leaping into the churchyard, and
entered the building. Foremost amongst these was
Allen-a-Dale, who presented his bow to Robin Hood.
The outlaw by this time had cast off his cloak and
false beard, and turning to the bride, said, cc Now,
pretty one, tell me freely whom you prefer for a hus-
band- this gouty old knight or one of these bold
young fellows ?" c" Alas !" said the young maid, cast-
ing down her eyes, cc Allen-a-Dale has courted me
for seven long years, and he is the man I would
choose." Then now, my good Lord Bishop," said
Robin, cc prithee unite this loving pair before we leave
the church." cc That cannot be," said the Bishop;
" the law requires they should be asked three times
in the church." If that is all," quoth Robin Hood,
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the Bishop's gown, he dressed Little John up in it,
and gave him the book, and bid him ask them seven
times in the church, lest three should not be enough.
The people could not help laughing, but none at-
tempted to forbid the bans, for the bishop and his
brother were glad to get out of the church. Robin
Hood gave away the maiden, and the whole com-
pany had a venison dinner in Sherwood Forest; and
from that day Allan-a-Dale was a staunch friend to
Robin Hood as long as he lived.
Robin Hood had often heard tell of the prowess
of a certain Friar Tuck, who, having been expelled
from Fountain Abbey for his irregular conduct,
lived in a rude hut he had built himself amidst the
woods, and who was said to wield a quarter-staff and
let fly an arrow better than any man in Christendom.
So, being anxious to sebhow far this was true, Robin
set off one morning for Fountain Dale, where he'
found the friar rambling on the bank of the river
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high, with a broad chest, and an arm fit for a black-
smith. The outlaw walked up to him, saying,
"Carry me over this water, thou brawny friar, or
thou hast not an hour to live." The friar tucked
up his gown, and carried him over without a word;
but when Robin seemed to be going, he cried out,
" Stop, my fine fellow, and carry me over this water,
or it shall breed you pain." Robin did so, and then
said, As you are double my weight, it is fair I
should have two rides to your one, so carry me back
again." The friar again took Robin on his back;
but on reaching the middle of the stream he pitched
him into the water, saying, Now, my fine fellow,
let's see whether you'll sink or swim." Robin swam
to the bank, and said, I see you are worthy to be
my match;" and then summoning his foresters by a
blast of his bugle, he Apld the friar he was Robin
Hood, and asked him to join his band. If there's
an archer amongst you that can beat me at the long
bow, then I'll be your man," quoth Friar Tuck.


Then pointing to a hawk on the wing, he added,
" I'll kill it; and he who can strike it again before
it falls, will be the better man of the two." Little
John accepted the challenge. The shafts flew off;
and when the dead bird was picked up, it was found
that the friar's arrow had pinioned the hawk's wings
to his sides, and that Little John had transfixed it
from breast to back. So Friar Tuck owned himself
outdone, and joined Robin's merry men.
The whole country now rang with Robin Hood's
lawless pranks; when one morning six priests passed
through Sherwood Forest, on richly caparisoned horses,
and thinking a good prize was in the wind, the out-
laws bid them halt, and Friar Tuck seized the bridle
of the one whom he judged to be the abbot, and
bade him pay the toll. The abbot got down and
gave him a cuff that made his ears tingle; then
Robin flung him on his knees, and plucked him by
the beard. Quoth Friar Tuck, c We don't take
that sort of coin." cc But we are going on a message

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from King Richard," said the abbot. Then Robin
bade the Friar desist, saying, God save the king,
and confound all his foes,!" "You are a noble
fellow," quoth the abbot; and if you and your men
will give up this lawless life and become my archers,
you shall have the King's pardon." He then opened
his gown; and Robin Hood and his archers, guessing
at once that Richard himself stood before them, bent
their knees to their liege lord, crying, "Long live
King Richard !"
So Robin Hood accompanied the King to Lon-
don, followed by fifty of his most faithful adherents,
and here he assumed the title of Earl of Huntingdon;
but he soon grew tired of the confinement of court,
and asked permission to revisit the woods. The
King granted hin seven days; but when once he
bathed the pure air of Sherwood again, he could
not tear himself away ; and when, from old habit, he
sounded his bugle, he was surprised to see the signal
answered by fourscore youths. Little John soon


joined him, and he again became the leader of a
band. King Richard was so enraged on hearing this,
that he sent two hundred soldiers to reduce the rebel,
and a desperate fight took place on a plain in the
forest, when Robin Hood was wounded by an arrow,
and removed to Kirkley's Nunnery, where the trea-
cherous prioress suffered him to bleed to death.
Seeing his end fast approaching, he called to Little
John, and begged him to remove him to the woods;
and there poor Robin Hood died as he had lived,
beneath the green trees, and was buried according to
his wish. The stone that marked the spot bore the
following inscription :-

Here, underneath this little stone,
Lies Robert Earl of Huntingdon.
Ne'er archer was as he so good,
And people called him Robin Hood.'
Such outlaws as he and his men
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ON a fine summer's day in the country, a duck was
once sitting in her nest hatching her eggs; but of this
important task she was almost tired, for scarcely any
one had visited her, as the other ducks were swim-
ming about in the pond, and did not stay to gossip
with her. At last, one egg cracked, then a second,
then a third, a fourth, a fifth, to a sixth.--" Piep !
piep !" went one, Piep! piep!" went another, un-
til a dozen had cracked, and the little half-naked
brood thrust their heads out of their narrow, fragile
dwelling, as if out of a window. Quack! quack!"


said the mother, as the little ducklings hastened out
as fast as they could, looking about them in great
amazement. "How big the world is!" said the
little ones. Do you think that this is the whole
world?" said the mother. "Ah, no! it stretches
far away beyond the garden. But are you all here ?"
continued she, with true motherly care. c No, they
are not all hatched yet," added she; 'c the biggest
egg lies there still! How long will it last? I begin
really to be quite tired." However, she sat down on
the nest again.
"Well! how are you to-day?" exclaimed an old
duck, who came bustling to pay her friend a visit.
Oh, there is no end to hatching this one egg !"
complained the mother; c the shell must be too
hard for the duckling to break. But now you shall
see the others. There is my pretty little family."
Shew me the egg that will not break," inter-


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rupted the old duck. Believe me, it is a turkey's
egg. The same thing happened to me once, and I
had a precious trouble with the brood; for, let me
entice, or even peck them as I might, into the water
they would not go. Yes, I am quite right; it is a
turkey's egg. So, get off your nest, and teach the
other ones to swim."
I can but sit a little while longer," replied the
"Oh, very well, if you are contented!" said the
old duck, taking her leave; but, trust me, the
changeling will be a fine trouble to you."
At last the great egg cracked. "Piep! piep!"
cried the little terrified new-comer, as he broke
through the shell. Oh, how big and how ugly he
was! The mother scarcely dared to look at him;
she knew not what to think of him. At last she
exclaimed, involuntarily, cc This is certainly a curious


young drake. It may turn out to be a turkey; but
we will soon see. Into the water he must go, even
should I be obliged to push him in."
The next day was very beautiful, and the sun
shone delightfully on the green burdock. The
mother duck left home, with her whole family wad-
dling about her. Splash! she went into the water.
"Quack! quack!" she exclaimed, and one duck
after the other followed her example: not one re-
mained behind; even the ugly grey last comer swam
merrily about with the rest.
He is no turkey after all, and will not disgrace
my family," said the old duck. Really, if one
examines him closely, he is rather pretty. Quack!
quack! now come with me, and I will shew you the
world, and introduce you to the farm-yard."
They soon reached the yard, but the other ducks
viewed them with a contemptuous air, and said aloud,


" Here comes another brood! as if we were not nu-
merous enough already. But see, what an ugly.thing
that duckling is ; he is not to be suffered among us."
At these words, an insolent drake bit the poor duck-
ling in the neck.
Leave him alone," exclaimed his mother; he
doesn't harm any one."
Perhaps not," answered the offending drake;
" but he is much too big for his age, and a beating
will do him good."
The mother smoothed his ruffled feathers, but
the poor ugly-looking duckling was pecked at,
pushed, and ridiculed by both ducks and chickens.
So the poor persecuted creature knew not where he
might stand, or where he might go; and was quite
cast down by the insults which he suffered on account
of his unfortunate ugliness.
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one was more and more full of trouble and vexation.
The duckling was hunted by all like a wild animal;
even his brothers and sisters behaved very badly to
him, the hens pecked him, and the girl who fed the
fowls pushed him roughly away.
Then he ran and flew over the palings, until at
last, by a great effort, he alighted on a hedge. The
little singing-birds in the bushes flew away fright-
ened. "That is because I am so ugly," thought
the young duck, shutting his eyes; but nevertheless
he continued to fly onwards till he reached a large
marsh, where the wild ducks flock together. There
he remained, sorrowful and tired to death, the whole
night. Early in the morning the wild ducks per-
ceived their new comrade.
"You are ugly, indeed," said they; but that
is no consequence, if you do not marry into our

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The poor exile was safe enough on that point,-
he only wanted leave to remain quietly lying amongst
the reeds, and drinking a little marsh water. Here
he lay two whole days. Then came two wild geese,
who by chance were ganders, and having just broken
out of the egg-shell, were very pert on that account.
Listen, comrade," said they; you are so ugly
that we shall not object to you for a companion.
Fly with us to another marsh hard by, wherein some
exceedingly pretty wild geese have dwelt since last
autumn. You may perhaps obtain one of them, in
the dearth of beaux, ugly as you are."
"Bang! bang!" sounded at this moment over
them, and both wild geese sank down dead, while
the water around ,them was dyed red. Bang!
bang !" it Went again, and whole flocks of wild geese
rose up out of the reeds. The sportsman beat about
the marsh on all sides, and a spaniel dashed through







the thick morass. It was a terrible fright for the
poor ugly duckling, when the fearful dog opened his
jaws and shewed his teeth; but, splash, splash, the
hound ran off, without troubling himself about this
easy booty.
"God be praised!" sighed the little duck, I
am so ugly, that even the hound will not touch me."
And so he remained quite still, while the shots rattled
briskly over his head among the rushes.
It was tolerably late in the afternoon before the
noise had ceased, and the poor duckling dared to
come out of his hiding-place, and then ran away from
the terrible marsh.
Towards evening our fugitive reached a poor
peasant's hut, the rotten door of which had fallen
from its hinges, so that a very welcome chink was
left, through which he could slip into the room.
An old woman with her cat and hen were the


only inhabitants; and they next morning discovered
their strange unbidden guest.
"What is that ?" said the dame, who, not seeing
well, took the poor lean bird for a fat duck who had
mistaken his way in the dark. Here is indeed
a piece of good luck!" exclaimed she, overjoyed.
" Now I can have duck's eggs, provided the stupid
thing be not a drake after all!" added she. "But
we will let it remain on trial." And so the youngster
remained three weeks, but without laying any eggs,
when one morning, after a sleepless night, he felt
himself seized with an unconquerable longing to
swim once more in the clear water. At last he could
bear it no longer, and he spoke his wish to the hen.
c What whim has seized upon you now?" answered
she, quite angrily; c this comes of having nothing
to do. Lay some eggs, and then you will be all


cc But it is so beautiful to swim on the water,"
answered the young drake, sighing.
c" A mighty pleasure, truly !" scolded the hen.
" You are certainly crazy; ask the cat, who is wiser
than I, if he likes swimming on the water."
cc You do not understand me," sighed the duck.
Not understand you, indeed! If we don't,
who should, you yellow beak?" exclaimed madam
"I am determined I will wander out into the
world," said the little drake, taking courage.
"Yes, do so!" answered the hen, uncivilly.
And the poor duckling set off again on his
travels, for which he had so longed; but no sooner
did any animal see him, than he was sure to be
twitted with his ugliness.
Autumn was now waning; the leaves in the wood
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wind, danced about in mournful eddies; the air was
quite biting, and on the hedge the crow sat and
cried Caw! caw!" from sheer cold. The poor
persecuted duckling was even worse off than
One evening, while the sun was going down so
red that it looked like a fiery wheel, a flock of large
birds suddenly rose from the bushes, sprinkled by
the foam of the waves; the ugly green duckling had
never seen any creatures so beautiful as they appeared,
with their spotless feathers as white as new-fallen
snow, and their long graceful necks. The swans, for
such they were, after uttering their peculiar cry, ex-
tended their beautiful wings and flew away from
this cold land to a warmer latitude beyond the sea.
As they rose up high into the air, the young duck-
ling stretched his neck after them, and uttered a
cry so shrill, that he himself was frightened. He


knew not what the birds were called, nor whither
they flew; but still he loved them as he had never
loved any one before.
Now the winter became so cold, so piercing cold,
that our duckling was forced to keep swimming about
in the water for fear of being frozen. But every
night the space wherein he swam became smaller
and smaller; the surface of the ice kept increasing
in thickness. At last he became so weary, that he
was forced to remain fast frozen in the ice.
Early in the morning a peasant came past, and
seeing the unhappy bird, ventured on the ice, which
he broke with his wooden shoe, and rescued the half
dead captive, and carried him home, where he quickly
The children wished to play with him, but the
young duckling thought they would do him some
harm, and in his terror he flew into an earthen milk-


pan, and splashed the milk all over the room. The
housewife shrieked and wrung her hands, so that our
bird became more and more confused, and flew into
the churn, and from thence into the meal barrel. The
housewife tried to hit him with the tongs, while the
children tumbled over one another in their haste to
catch him.
Happily for our duckling, the door stood open,
and he escaped into the open air, and flying with
difficulty to the nearest bushes, he sank down on the
snow, where he lay quite exhausted.
It would indeed be very mournful to describe all
the trouble and misery that the poor duckling felt
during the cold winter. Enough, that he remained
cowering under the reeds in a marsh, until the sun
again shone warmly on the earth, and the larks once
more welcomed spring with their songs.
Then the young duckling raised his wings, which


were much stronger than formerly, and carried him
far away to a large garden, where the apple-trees were
in full flower, while the long green twigs of the elder-
tree hung down almost into the water, which mean-
dered picturesquely through the soft grass. Oh, how
beautiful, how fresh all nature seemed! And now
there came from out of the thicket three noble white
swans, who began to swim lightly on the water. The
poor duckling knew the stately birds, and a feeling
of melancholy came over him.
c< I will fly towards these royal birds, and they
shall kill me for my presumption in daring to go near
them-I, who am so ugly. But it matters pot:
better is it to be killed by them than to be bitten by
the ducks, pecked at by the hens, and pushed about
by the peasant girls, and to want for food in the
winter." With these thoughts the duckling flew into
the middle of the water, and swam towards the three


beautiful swans, who, as they perceived the little
stranger, came to welcome him.
Do but kill me," said the poor bird, bending
its head towards the water, and awaiting death in
quiet submission; when, lo! it saw its own image in
the clear surface, and instead of an ugly dark-green
duckling, beheld a stately swan.
It matters little being born in a duck-yard, pro-
vided one is hatched from a swan's egg! He now
blessed his former trials, which had taught him to
appreciate the delights that surrounded him; while
the larger swans gathered about him, and stroked
him lovingly with their beaks. Just then two little
children came into the garden and ran towards the
canal. They threw corn and bread down to the
Oh, there is a new one!" exclaimed the smallest
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ran away to call papa and mamma. So more bread
and cake were thrown into the water, and all said,
" The new one is the most beautiful,-so young, and
so graceful!" and the old swans bowed down to their
new companion.
Then the once ugly bird felt quite ashamed, and
put his head under his wing; for, though happy to
excess, still he was none the prouder, for a good
heart is never proud. But when he compared the
persecution and scorn he had endured from every
body, with the flattering epithets now bestowed upon
him, as the most beautiful of these beautiful birds,
he stretched his graceful neck upwards, and ex-
claimed, in the fulness of his heart, I never dreamt
of such happiness when I used to be called an ugly
duckling "









THERE was once a miller, who, at his death, had no
other legacy to bequeath to his three children than
his mill, his ass, and his cat. The property was
soon divided, without the interference of a lawyer,
whose bill would presently have swallowed up more
than the scanty estate was worth. The eldest son
took possession of the mill; the second brother con-
sidered himself entitled to the ass; while the share
allotted to the youngest consisted of nothing but the
cat, who seemed more likely to prove a burden than


a boon to his new master. The latter could not,
therefore, refrain from thinking himself rather un-
fairly treated, and he said, naturally enough, My
brothers will be able to earn an honest livelihood by
going into partnership; but as for myself, when I
shall have eaten my cat, and sold his skin, I must
inevitably be reduced to die of hunger."
The cat, who had overheard these words with-
out seeming to do so, now came up to his master,
and said to him, with a very serious, sober air,
"Nay, dear master, do not be downcast at your
future prospects. Only give me a bag, and get me
a pair of boots made, so that I may stride through
the brambles, and you will soon see that you have a
better bargain than you think for."

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Although the cat's new master did not put much
faith in these promises, yet he had seen him perform
so many clever tricks in catching rats and mice, such
as hanging by his hind legs, and concealing himself
in the meal-tub, to make believe he was dead, that
he did not quite despair of his helping him to better
his fortunes.
As soon as the cat was provided with what he
asked for, he drew on his boots, and slinging the bag
round his neck, he took hold of the two strings with
his fore-paws, and set off for a warren plentifully
stocked with rabbits. Having filled his bag with
bran and sow-thistles, he stretched himself out as
stiff as though he had been dead, and waited patiently
till some young rabbit, unused to worldly snares and


wiles, should be lured into the bag by the prospect
of a feast. He had scarcely lain a few moments in
ambush before a thoughtless young rabbit caught

at the bait, and went headlong into the bag, where-
upon the cat drew the strings, and immediately
strangled the imprudent creature. The cat was
vastly proud of his victory, and immediately went
to the palace and asked to speak to the king. He
was shewn into the king's cabinet, when he bowed
respectfully to his majesty, and said, Sire, this is
a rabbit from the warren of the Marquis of Carabas

(such was the title the cat took it into his head to
bestow on his master), which he desired me to present
to your majesty."
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attention, and that I accept his present with much

pleasure," replied the king.
Another time the cat went and concealed himself
in a cornfield, and held his bag open as before; and
very shortly after two partridges were lured into the
trap, when he drew the strings and made them both
prisoners. He then went and presented them to the
king, as he had done the rabbit. The king received
the partridges very graciously, and ordered the mes-
senger to be rewarded for his trouble.
During two or three months the cat continued to
carry game every now and then to the king, which
was supposed to be the produce of his master's sport.
One day, when he happened to hear the king was
going to take a drive on the banks of the river, in


company with his daughter, who was the most beau-
tiful princess in the world, he said to his master, If
you will but follow my advice, your fortune is as
good as made. You need only go and bathe in the
river at the spot that I shall point out, and leave the
rest to me."
The Marquis of Carabas did as his cat advised
him, though'without understanding of what use it
was likely to prove. Just as he was bathing, the
king came past, when the cat began to bawl out as

loud as he could, Help! help! or the Marquis of
Carabas will be drowned!"
On hearing this, the king looked out of the car-
riage-window, and recognizing the cat who had so
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guards to fly to the assistance of my Lord Marquis
of Carabas.
While the poor marquis was being fished out of
the river, the cat stepped up to the royal carriage,
and informed his majesty that, during the time his
master was bathing, some robbers had stolen his
clothes, although he had cried out "Stop thief!"
with all his might. The rogue had in reality only
hid them under a large stone. The king imme-
diately ordered the gentlemen of his wardrobe to go
and fetch one of his most sumptuous dresses for the
Marquis of Carabas. No sooner had this order been
executed, and the marquis suitably attired, than he
looked to such advantage, being naturally a well-
grown, handsome young man. that the king took


him for a very fine gentleman, and said the politest
things in the world to him; while the princess was
so struck with his appearance, that my Lord Mar-
quis of Carabas had scarcely made his obeisance to
her, and looked at her once or twice with a very
tender air, before she became over head and ears in
love with him.
The king insisted on his getting into the carriage
and taking a drive with them. The cat, highly
delighted at the turn things were taking, and the
success his scheme seemed likely to meet with, now
ran on before, and having reached a meadow where
some peasants were mowing the grass, he thus ac-
costed them: I say, good folks, if you do not
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you are mowing belongs to the Marquis of Carabas,
you shall all be chopped as fine as mince-meat."
The king did not fail to inquire of the mowers
to whom the meadow belonged. To the Marquis
of Carabas, please your majesty," said they in a
breath, for the cat's threats had frightened them
Upon my word, marquis," observed the king,

" that is a fine estate of yours."
"Yes, sire," replied the marquis, with an easy
air, it yields me a tolerable income every year."
The cat, who continued to run on before the car-
riage, presently came up to some reapers. I say,
you reapers," cried he, mind you tell the king that
all this corn belongs to the Marquis of Carabas, or


else you shall every one of you be chopped into
The king passed by a moment after, and inquired
to whom those cornfields belonged.
To the Marquis of Carabas, please your ma-

jesty," replied the reapers.
Faith, it pleases our majesty right well to see
our beloved marquis is so wealthy !" quoth the king.

And the cat kept still running on before the car-
riage, and repeating the same instructions to all the
labourers he met with, so that the king was as-
tounded at the vast possessions of the Marquis of
Carabas, and kept congratulating him, while the
new-made nobleman received each fresh compliment
with so great a degree of fashionable indifference,


that nobody could have believed his title was of such
recent creation.

At length the cat reached a magnificent castle
belonging to an ogre, who was immensely rich,
since all the lands the king had been riding through
were a portion of his estate. The cat having in-
quired what sort of a person the ogre might be, and
what he was able to do, sent in a message to request
leave to speak with him, adding that he would have
felt loth to pass so near his castle without paying his
respects to him.
The ogre received him as civilly as it is in the
nature of an ogre to do, and bid him rest himself.
"I have been told," said the cat, "that you have
the power of transforming yourself into all sorts of


animals, such, for instance, as a lion or an elephant."
" So I have," replied the ogre rather abruptly; and

to prove the truth of what I say, you shall see me
become a lion."
When the cat beheld a lion standing before him,
and saw the monster quietly light his pipe, he was
seized with such a panic that he clambered up to the
roof, although it was no easy job, owing to his boots,
which were little calculated for walking over pantiles.
After a time, the cat perceiving that the ogre had
returned to his natural shape, came down again, and
confessed he had been very much frightened.
"(I have also been told," said the cat, only I
really cannot believe it, that you likewise possess the
power of assuming the shape of the smallest animals,

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and that, for instance, you could change yourself into
a rat or a mouse; but this I take to be quite im-
Impossible, indeed!" quoth the ogre, now put
upon his mettle, cc you shall see."
So saying, he immediately assumed the shape of
a mouse, and began frisking about on the floor,
when the cat pounced upon him, and eat him up
in a moment.
By this time the king had reached the gates of
the ogre's magnificent castle, and expressed a wish to
enter so splendid a building. The cat hearing the
rumbling of the carriage across the drawbridge, now
ran out to meet the king, saying, Your majesty is
welcome to the Marquis of Carabas's castle."


What! my lord marquis!" exclaimed the king,
does this castle likewise belong to you ? Really, I
never saw any thing more splendid than the court-
yard and the surrounding buildings; pray let us see
if the inside be equal to the outside."
The marquis then handed out the princess, and
following the king, who mounted a flight of steps,
they entered a vast hall, where they found an elegant
collation, which was spread ready for some of the
ogre's friends who were to visit him that day, but
who had not dared enter the castle, hearing the king
was there. The king was so delighted with the
Marquis of Carabas's amiable qualities, that, seeing
how in love his daughter already was with him, and
how satisfactory his rent-roll appeared to be, his

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