Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 The sleeping beauty
 Blue beard
 Puss in boots
 Little Red-Riding-Hood
 Little Snow-white
 The golden goose
 The fisherman and his wife
 The poor man and the rich man
 King Thrush-beard
 Hans in luck
 The Nixie
 Mother Holle
 The king and the journeyman
 The manikin
 The seven ravens
 The old wizard and his childre...
 The golden roebuck
 Little Meta
 The grateful dwarf
 The knight and his wife
 The glass mountain
 The invisible kingdom
 The ugly duckling
 Little Thumb
 The storks
 The flying trunk
 The swineherd
 The brave tin-soldier
 The little match-girl
 Sunshine stories
 The old bachelor's grave
 The nutcracker
 Padmanaba and Hassan
 The wood-maiden
 Back Cover

Group Title: Wonder-world : a collection of fairy tales, old and new translated from the French, German and Danish
Title: Wonder-world
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Permanent Link: http://ufdc.ufl.edu/UF00028274/00001
 Material Information
Title: Wonder-world a collection of fairy tales, old and new translated from the French, German and Danish
Uniform Title: Sleeping Beauty
Puss in Boots
Snow White and the seven dwarfs
Alternate Title: Wonder world, fairy tales old and new
Physical Description: 263, 1 p., 4 leaves of plates : ill. (some col.) ; 18 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Richter, Ludwig, 1803-1884 ( Illustrator )
Pletsch, Oscar, 1830-1888 ( Illustrator )
Andersen, H. C ( Hans Christian ), 1805-1875
Perrault, Charles, 1628-1703 ( Author )
Grimm, Jacob, 1785-1863 ( Author )
Grimm, Wilhelm, 1786-1859 ( Author )
George Bell & Sons ( Publisher )
William Clowes and Sons ( Printer )
Publisher: George Bell and Sons
Place of Publication: London
Manufacturer: William Clowes and Sons
Publication Date: 1875
Subject: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Fairy tales -- 1875   ( rbgenr )
Children's stories -- 1875   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1875
Genre: Fairy tales   ( rbgenr )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
Statement of Responsibility: with four coloured illustrations and numerous woodcuts by L. Richter, Oscar Pletsch, and others.
General Note: Frontispiece printed in colors.
Funding: Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
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Bibliographic ID: UF00028274
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Holding Location: Baldwin Library of Historical Children's Literature in the Department of Special Collections and Area Studies, George A. Smathers Libraries, University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved, Board of Trustees of the University of Florida.
Resource Identifier: aleph - 002239913
notis - ALJ0451
oclc - 60884005

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Page i
    Half Title
        Page ii
    Title Page
        Page iii
        Page iv
        Page v
        Page vi
    Table of Contents
        Page vii
        Page viii
    The sleeping beauty
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
    Blue beard
        Page 7
        Page 8
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
    Puss in boots
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
    Little Red-Riding-Hood
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
    Little Snow-white
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
        Page 36
        Page 37
        Page 38
        Page 38a
        Page 39
        Page 40
    The golden goose
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 45
    The fisherman and his wife
        Page 46
        Page 47
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 53
        Page 54
        Page 55
    The poor man and the rich man
        Page 56
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 59
        Page 60
    King Thrush-beard
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
        Page 65
        Page 66
        Page 67
    Hans in luck
        Page 68
        Page 69
        Page 70
        Page 71
        Page 72
        Page 73
        Page 74
        Page 75
        Page 76
        Page 77
    The Nixie
        Page 78
        Page 79
        Page 80
        Page 81
        Page 82
        Page 83
    Mother Holle
        Page 84
        Page 85
        Page 86
        Page 87
        Page 88
    The king and the journeyman
        Page 89
        Page 90
    The manikin
        Page 91
        Page 92
        Page 93
        Page 94
        Page 95
        Page 96
        Page 97
        Page 98
        Page 99
        Page 100
        Page 101
        Page 102
        Page 103
        Page 104
        Page 105
        Page 106
        Page 107
    The seven ravens
        Page 108
        Page 109
        Page 110
        Page 111
        Page 112
    The old wizard and his children
        Page 113
        Page 114
        Page 115
        Page 116
        Page 117
    The golden roebuck
        Page 118
        Page 119
        Page 120
        Page 121
        Page 122
    Little Meta
        Page 123
        Page 124
        Page 125
        Page 126
        Page 127
        Page 128
        Page 129
        Page 130
        Page 130a
        Page 131
        Page 132
        Page 133
    The grateful dwarf
        Page 134
        Page 135
        Page 136
        Page 137
        Page 138
        Page 139
        Page 140
        Page 141
    The knight and his wife
        Page 142
        Page 143
        Page 144
        Page 145
        Page 146
        Page 147
        Page 148
        Page 149
    The glass mountain
        Page 150
        Page 151
        Page 152
        Page 153
        Page 154
    The invisible kingdom
        Page 155
        Page 156
        Page 157
        Page 158
        Page 159
        Page 160
        Page 161
        Page 162
        Page 163
        Page 164
        Page 165
        Page 166
        Page 167
    The ugly duckling
        Page 168
        Page 169
        Page 170
        Page 171
        Page 172
        Page 173
        Page 174
        Page 175
        Page 176
        Page 177
        Page 178
        Page 179
    Little Thumb
        Page 180
        Page 181
        Page 182
        Page 183
        Page 184
        Page 185
        Page 186
        Page 187
        Page 188
        Page 189
        Page 190
        Page 191
        Page 192
        Page 193
        Page 194
        Page 195
    The storks
        Page 196
        Page 197
        Page 198
        Page 199
        Page 200
        Page 201
        Page 202
        Page 203
    The flying trunk
        Page 204
        Page 205
        Page 206
        Page 207
        Page 208
        Page 209
        Page 210
        Page 211
        Page 212
    The swineherd
        Page 213
        Page 214
        Page 215
        Page 216
        Page 217
        Page 218
        Page 219
    The brave tin-soldier
        Page 220
        Page 221
        Page 222
        Page 223
        Page 224
        Page 225
    The little match-girl
        Page 226
        Page 227
        Page 228
        Page 229
        Page 230
    Sunshine stories
        Page 231
        Page 232
        Page 233
        Page 234
        Page 235
        Page 236
    The old bachelor's grave
        Page 237
        Page 238
        Page 239
        Page 240
        Page 241
        Page 242
    The nutcracker
        Page 243
        Page 244
        Page 245
    Padmanaba and Hassan
        Page 246
        Page 247
        Page 248
        Page 249
        Page 250
        Page 250a
        Page 251
        Page 252
        Page 253
        Page 254
        Page 255
    The wood-maiden
        Page 256
        Page 257
        Page 258
        Page 259
        Page 260
        Page 261
        Page 262
        Page 263
        Page 264
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
Full Text








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SOME of the tales included in this volume are so old and
familiar, and have a place so distinctly recognized in the
literature of English children-for whom this book is
intended-that no apology is needed for their republication.
But amongst them there will be found others which have
hitherto been unknown in an English form, and these, it is
hoped, will afford no less wholesome food for the developing
mind than the perennial favourites which have already
served their turn for several generations.

The wide storehouse of German literature abounds in
child-lore such as this-much of it original, but the greater
part adapted from that wonderful fountain-head of imagina-
tive narrative, the popular folk-lore, familiar to all through
the world-renowned collection of the Brothers Grimm. To
this source, indeed, nearly all our well-known tales may be


traced-sometimes directly, sometimes through the French
narrator. In this volume the tales which are already
familiar have been translated from the French or German,
according as the one or the other language seemed to have
originally furnished the version popular in England. The
others are mostly taken directly from the German, or, in
the case of certain of Hans Christian Andersen's (without
some of whose charming tales no children's story-book would
be worthy of the name), from the original Danish.

The woodcuts are for the most part the same as those used
in a collection of stories published in Germany entitled
' Der Kinder Wundergarten.'


The Sleeping Beauty Perrault 1
Blue-Beard 7
Puss in Boots 13
Little Red-Riding-Hood .Grimm 20
Little Snow-White .. 23
Cinderella Perrault 33
The Golden Goose Grimm .41
The Fisherman and his Wife 46
The Poor Man and the Rich Man 56
King Thrush-Beard 61
Hans in Luck 68
The Nixie ,, 79
Mother Holle 84
The King and the Journeyman .Lausch 89
The Manikin Muldener 91
-Table-Ready Bechstein 100
The Seven Ravens 108
The Old Wizard and His Children 113
The Golden Roebuck 118
Little Meta Anonymous 123
The Grateful Dwarf. 134
The Knight and his Wife Leader 143


The Glass Mountain
The Invisible Kingdom
The Ugly Duckling .
Little Thumb
The Storks
The Flying Trunk
The Swineherd
The Brave Tin-Soldier
The Little Match-Girl
Sunshine Stories
The Old Bachelor's Grave.
The Nutcracker
Padmanaba and Hassan
The Wood-Maiden .

Hans C


S 155
Andersen 168
,, 180
2 231
r 237
ous 243
Nights 246
nn 257








ONCE upon a time there lived a king and queen who had no
children, which was a source of great grief and disappoint-
ment to them. At last, however, a lovely little daughter
was born to them, and the king's delight was so great that he
immediately gave orders that she should have the grandest
christening that had ever been seen.
He invited all the fairies who could be found in the
country (seven in number) to come and act as godmothers
to the princess, hoping by this means to secure her being
endowed with every imaginable accomplishment, since the
good ladies were each sure to bestow a, christening gift on
her, after their usual custom.
When the baptism was over the company reassembled in
the palace, where a splendid feast was laid out for the fairies.
Seven gold plates were set for them, with knives, forks, and
spoons whose handles glittered with rubies and diamonds;
but as they took their places at the table an old fairy came
in who had not been invited, because she had left the country
on a journey some fifty years before, and everyone believed
her to be dead or enchanted. The king ordered a place to be


set for her also, which was instantly done; but unluckily she
could not have a gold plate, knife, and fork, like the others,
because only seven of them had been made. On perceiving
this, the old fairy thought she was slighted, and uttered
some unpleasant threats between her teeth. A young fairy
who stood near overheard her, and guessed that she would
perhaps bestow some evil gift on the little princess out of
spite; so as soon as they rose from the table she went and
hid herself behind the tapestry, in order that she might be
the last to speak, and be able, if necessary, to counteract any
evil that the old dame might do.
At last the godmothers began to decide upon their gifts.
The first said that the princess should be as lovely as the
day; the second that she should be as wise as an owl; the
third that she should be as graceful as a swan; the fourth
that she should sing like a nightingale; the fifth that she
should dance as lightly as a feather; the sixth that she should
be able to play every sort of musical instrument to perfection.
When the old fairy's turn came she shook her head ominously,
and declared that the young princess should prick her hand
with a spindle and die from the wound.
This terrible threat filled the whole court with horror;
but at this moment the young fairy stepped out from behind
the tapestry, exclaiming-" Take comfort, your Majesties, the
princess shall not die. I cannot free her entirely from the
spell, it is true; but instead of dying she shall fall into a
deep sleep that shall last for a hundred years, at the end of
which time a king's son shall come and awaken her."
The king, in order to escape the dreadful evil announced
by the old fairy, immediately published a proclamation, by
which he forbade anyone in the kingdom to spin with a
spindle on pain of death.


When the princess was about fifteen years old it happened
one day that the king and queen were away at their country
house, and she went rambling over the castle by herself,
mounting from one room to another, till at length she came
to a little garret in one of the turrets, where sat an old
woman spinning with a distaff. The dame was aged and
deaf, and had never heard of the king's proclamation.
"What are you doing, my good woman?" asked the
"Spinning, my child," replied the old woman.
Ah! what pretty work," cried the princess: "how do you
do it ? Let me try if I can spin too."
She had no sooner taken the distaff than, being very
eager, rather heedless, and influenced moreover by the fairy's
decree, she pricked her hand and fell senseless.
The old woman, terribly alarmed, cried for help. The
courtiers rushed in on every side: they threw water in the
princess's face, unlaced her dress, and rubbed her hands, but
nothing revived her. Then the king, who had in the meantime
come back, remembered the fairy's prediction, and knowing
that what had happened was inevitable, ordered the princess
to be placed in the most beautiful apartment in the palace,
upon-a bed embroidered with gold and silver, and said that she
should sleep there in peace until the hour of her reawakening
The princess lay looking as lovely as possible, for the
colour had not left her cheeks or lips, and though her eyes were
shut it was quite clear she was not dead, for she distinctly
The kind fairy who had saved her life by putting her to
sleep instead for a hundred years, was in the kingdom of Mata-
guin, about twelve hundred leagues away, when the accident
B 2


happened, but she was instantly informed of it by a little
dwarf, who possessed a pair of seven-league boots. The
fairy set out directly, and in an hour's time arrived at the
palace in a chariot of fire drawn by two dragons. She
approved of all that the king had done; but being a very
far-seeing lady, and thinking that the princess would feel
very lonely at the end of her hundred years' sleep, if she
woke and found all her friends dead and gone, she touched
with her wand everyone in the palace (except the king and
queen)-the governesses, maids of honour, ladies of the
bed-chamber, officers, stewards, cooks, scullions, guards,
soldiers, pages, and footmen; she touched, too, all the horses
that were in the stables, with their grooms, the great mastiff
in the courtyard, and Puff, the princess's little pet-dog, who
was near her on the bed. Directly she had done so they all
fell into a deep sleep, from which they would not awaken
until their mistress did, so that they might be ready to
serve her when she required them. The spits even, which
hung before the fire, with partridges and pheasants, fell
asleep, and the fire too. All this was done in a moment-
fairies are very quick workers.
The king and queen having kissed their dear daughter
(which did not arouse her), came out of the palace, and
published a proclamation forbidding anyone to approach
the spot. This, however, was quite unnecessary, for in
the space of an hour there sprang up all round it such
a thick hedge of great and small trees, interlaced with thorns
and bramble bushes, that neither man nor beast could get
through it, and nothing was visible except the tops of the
highest turrets on the castle. There could be no doubt that
this was the fairy's doing, in order to protect the princess
from the prying eyes of the world around her.


A hundred years passed slowly away, and the story of the
sleeping princess was almost forgotten, when one day a
young prince, the son of the king then reigning, was hunting
in the country and, catching sight of the turrets of the
enchanted palace, he inquired what they were. Everyone
told him a different tale. One said that it was a castle
haunted by ghosts, another that an ogre lived there; but at
last he came across an old peasant who said, My prince,
more than fifty years ago I remember my father telling me
that in that castle there is a princess more beautiful than
any other in the world, who has fallen asleep for a hundred
years, but at the end of that time she will be awakened by a
king's son, for whom she is being reserved."
On hearing this the young prince was fired with excitement,
and instantly imagined that he himself must be destined to
put an end to this wonderful mystery; so he resolved to set
about it at once. Hardly had he advanced towards the wood
when the trees, thorns, and briars disentangled themselves, and
all made a way for him to pass through. He walked on to the
palace, which he saw at the end of the long avenue of trees
through which he passed, and to his surprise discovered that
none of his attendants were able to follow him, since the trees
closed up behind him as fast as he proceeded. Nothing daunted,
he still advanced towards the palace, and entered a large
courtyard, the first sight of which gave him a thrill of fear.
A frightful silence seemed to reign there, and all around lay
the bodies of men and animals apparently dead. On coming
nearer, however, he saw by their ruddy faces that they were
only sleeping. He next passed into a courtyard paved
with marble, ascended a flight of steps, and entered the
guard-room, where the soldiers stood in a row, halberds in
hand, snoring loudly. He passed through several other


apartments, in which were people, some sitting, some
standing, but all asleep. At length he reached a room,
the walls of which were exquisitely gilded, and there saw
lying the loveliest princess he had ever set eyes on.
Trembling with excitement and admiration, he threw himself
on his knees before her, on which the princess awoke, and on
seeing him exclaimed,-
"Is that you, my prince ? I have been waiting a long time
for you." The prince, charmed on hearing these words, and
still more at the sweet tone in which they were uttered,
scarcely knew how to express his delight. The princess,
however, seemed to be at no loss for want of words, for the
good fairy had supplied her with pleasant dreams during her
hundred years' sleep, and she had an endless amount of
things to tell and ask about. Several hours passed by, and
still their conversation never flagged.
Meanwhile, the whole palace having woke up at the same
instant that the princess did, everyone went on with their
work; but as they were not all in love they began to feel
hungry, and at last one of the maids of honour was despatched
by the others to tell the princess how long dinner had been
waiting. The prince gave her his arm, and they sat down
to the table without further delay, the princess being
magnificently attired, and though it was much in the same
fashion as the portrait of her grandmother who hung on the
wall, yet she looked none the less lovely, and the prince was
too much lost in admiration to notice it. Whilst they were
eating, music was played on violins and cornets, which
seemed none the worse for having been silent so long. Shortly
after this their wedding was celebrated with great joy, and
they lived very happily together for the rest of their lives.



ONCE upon a time there was a .very rich man, who had
large houses both in town and country, plates and dishes of
gold and silver, beautifully embroidered furniture, and gilt
carriages. But unfortunately his beard was of a bright blue
colour, which made him so hideously ugly, that all women
and children ran away at the mere sight of him.
One of his neighbours, a lady of title, had two lovely
daughters, and he sent to her asking to marry one of them,
and leaving her to decide which of them it should be. But
neither of them would consent to his proposal, and they tried
to put it off upon each other, for they could not make up their
minds to marry a man with a blue beard. And what they
disliked still more about.him was that he had already married
several wives, who disappeared one after the other, and no
one knew what had become of them.
Blue Beard, wishing to become better acquainted with the
two girls, invited them and their mother, with three or four
Other friends and some young people in the neighbourhood,
to one of his country houses, where they remained for more
than a week. The whole of this time was spent in dancing
and feasting, picnics, hunting and fishing expeditions, and
all manner of amusements, and so pleasantly did it all pass
off that the younger sister began to discover that her host's
beard was not so very blue after all, and that he really was


a most agreeable man; and soon after their return to town
she made up her mind and married him.
At the end of their honeymoon, Blue Beard told his wife
that he was obliged to leave her for a month or six weeks, as
he had been called away on some important business into the
country; but he begged that during his absence she would
amuse herself as much as she could by inviting her friends
to see her, driving them about the country if she liked, and,
above all, feasting well. There," said he, "are the keys of
my two great store-rooms: one contains the gold and silver
plates, which must only be used on special occasions, the other
all my chests of money and my caskets of precious stones;
and here is the latch-key to all the rooms. This little one
belongs to the cupboard at the end of the long gallery.
Open everything and go everywhere, except into this one
cupboard-there I forbid you to enter; and so strictly do I
forbid you, that you will find there is no limit to my rage if
I am disobeyed."
She promised to keep all his -injunctions most faithfully,
and after embracing her he got into his carriage and drove
off on his journey.
Scarcely had Blue Beard started than all the ladies in the
neighbourhood rushed off to call upon his wife: they were full
of curiosity to examine all the pretty things in the house,
but never dared to come whilst he was at home, being so
much afraid of his blue beard.
The bride took them through all the rooms, galleries, and
passages, each of which was grander than the other; and they
were lost in admiration at the beauty of the tapestries,
the sofas, couches, chairs, tables, and mirrors in which
they could see themselves at full length, with silver-gilt
frames of more exquisite workmanship than any they had


ever beheld before. They were ceaseless in their exclamations
of admiration and envy of the good fortune of their friend,
who meanwhile, was not even amused by the sight of all her
riches, so devoured was she with curiosity to see the contents
of the little cupboard at the end of the long gallery.
Her longing at length became so intense that, without
stopping to consider even how rude it was to leave her guests,
she stole away by a back staircase in such a hurry that she
nearly broke her neck in rushing down the steps.
Having arrived before the door of the cupboard, she stood
for some moments thinking about her husband's order, and
wondering what punishment could possibly befall her if she
ventured to disobey him; but the temptation was so great
that she could no longer resist it, and putting the little key
into the lock, she slowly opened the door, trembling in every
limb. At first she could see nothing, because all the shutters
were closed; but after a few moments she discovered that
the floor was stained with blood, and that the bodies of
all Blue Beard's previous wives (whose disappearance had
caused her so much uneasiness) were hanging from the walls.
Horrified at this sight, she nearly fainted with terror, and
the key which she had drawn out of the lock fell from her
hand on to the floor.
After having somewhat recovered her senses she hastily
picked it up, re-locked the door, and returned to her own
room, where she tried to calm herself a little; but all to no
purpose, the shock had been so intense. She now observed that
the key of the cupboard was stained with blood. She wiped
it several times, but the stain would not move; she washed
it well in water, and even rubbed it with sand-paper, but
still the blood remained; for the key was a fairy one, and
there was no possibility of getting it clean again. When the


mark seemed rubbed off on one side it appeared on the other.
Blue Beard returned the same evening from his journey, and
said he had received letters on the road to tell him that the
business he was going on had all been settled satisfactorily,
and so he had no need to go any farther.
His wife tried to look delighted at his speedy return.
Next day he asked her for his keys, and she gave them
to him; but her hand trembled so violently that he saw
directly what had happened.
How is it," he asked, that the key of the little cupboard
is not with the rest ?"
I must have left it on my table upstairs," answered she.
Go and bring it to me immediately," said Blue Beard.
After various delays she was obliged at last to bring it to
Having looked closely at it, Blue Beard said to his wife,
" How is it that there is this stain of blood on the key ?"
"I don't know," replied the poor woman, pale as a sheet.
"You don't know," cried Blue Beard, "but I know very
well: you have been wanting to look into the little cupboard,
I see. Very well, then, you shall look in, and shall take your
place amongst the other ladies whom you saw there."
She threw herself at her husband's feet, sobbing and
imploring him to forgive her for having disobeyed his orders.
Her tears would have melted a stone, but Blue Beard's heart
was harder even than that.
You will have to die shortly, Madam," said he.
Well, if I really must," replied his unhappy wife, at
least give me a little time to prepare myself for it."
"I will give you a quarter of an hour," said Blue Beard,
"but not a moment more."
As soon as she was alone she called her sister and said,


"Sister Anne, Sister Anne, go up, I implore you, to the top
of the tower, and see if my brothers are coming, for they
promised to come and see me to-day, and if they are in sight
make signs to them to hasten their speed."
Sister Anne went up to the top of the tower, and the poor
wife kept calling to her from time to time, Anne, Sister
Anne, can't you see anything?" and Sister Anne replied, I
can see nothing except the shining sun and the growing
Blue Beard, sword in hand, now called out with all his
might, "Be quick and come down here, or I shall come up
One moment more, I beseech you," cried his wife; and
then she added in a lower tone, Anne, Sister Anne, can't you
see anything ?" and Sister Anne answered, I can see nothing
except the shining sun and the growing grass."
Come down directly," cried Blue Beard, or I shall come
I am coming," replied his wife; and once more she asked,
" Anne, Sister Anne, can't you see anything?"
Then Sister Anne answered, I can see a cloud of dust
coming down the road."
Is it my brothers ?"
"Alas! no, dear sister, for now I see it is raised by a
flock of sheep."
Are you coming or not?" cried Blue Beard.
In half an instant," replied his wife; and once more
asked, Anne, Sister Anne, can't you see anything ?"
I can see two horsemen," she answered, coming along
the road; but they are still a long way off." In another
moment she exclaimed, they are indeed our brothers-I will
make signs to them to hasten as much as they can."


Blue Beard now shouted so loudly that the house shook.
His wife went down and flung herself at his feet, bathed in
tears, and with her hair dishevelled.
It's of no use," said Blue Beard, "you have to die." And
taking hold of her hair in one hand and his sword in the other,
he prepared to cut off her head.
Let me have one moment more," cried the poor woman.
" Nothing of the sort," said he, raising his arm. At that
instant there was a loud knock at the door, which made Blue
Beard hesitate, and in walked two young soldiers, who ran
straight at him, swords in hand. He recognized them directly
as being his brothers-in-law, the one a dragoon and the other
a hussar, and tried to escape; but all to no purpose, they soon
put him to death. Their poor sister lay senseless on the floor,
but soon recovered, and embraced her deliverers. On ex-
amining into Blue Beard's affairs they found he had left no
will, and had no other heirs, so his wife became possessor of
all his immense wealth. She spent part in making a mar-
riage settlement upon her sister Anne, who had long been
engaged to a poor but excellent young man, another part in
rewarding her brothers, and keeping the rest herself, she
married, some time after, a second husband, who made her so
happy that she quite forgot the wretched time that she had
spent with Blue Beard.

( 13 )


THERE was once a poor miller, who, when he died, had nothing
to leave his three sons save his mill, his ass, and his cat.
These were easily divided without calling in any lawyers to
help, who would soon have swallowed up the whole of the
small patrimony themselves : the eldest boy took the mill, the
second the ass, and nothing was left for the youngest except
the cat. On finding this he was terribly disappointed, and
grumbled to himself, saying-" My brothers can work to-
gether, and may live very comfortably; but as for me, when
I've eaten my cat and made a cap out of his skin, I shall be
reduced to beggary."
The cat overheard him talking in this manner, and came
forward, stroking his whiskers, and said-
Don't worry yourself about the future, my master, only
provide me with a large bag and a strong pair of walking
boots, and you shall soon see that your share of the property
is worth more than you imagine."
The youth did not place much reliance on this promise, but
as he had often seen puss play remarkably clever tricks upon
the rats and mice, when trying to catch them, such as hanging
himself up by the heels amongst the bags of flour and pretend-
ing to be dead, he thought it would be as well to provide him
with the things he asked for, and accordingly did so.


Puss pulled the boots firmly on, slung the bag over 1is
shoulder, and set out for a neighboring rabbit-warren.
Having put some sow-thistles and bran into his bag, he lay
down, stretching out his body as if he were dead, and
.waited until some foolish young rabbit, ignorant of the
wickedness of the world, should creep into the bag to taste
its contents. In a few moments a scatterbrained rabbit came"
scampering up, crept into the bag, and puss forthwith
jumped up, drew the strings, caught and killed him.
Highly delighted with the prize, he now set out for the king's
palace, and demanded to speak to him. The servants were
surprised at his boldness, but showed him up into the king's
apartment. On reaching this he made a profound bow, and
"Here, your Majesty, is a prime young rabbit sent by the
Marquis of Carrabas (this was the title he gave his young
master), "with his best respects."
Tell your master that I'm much obliged, and shall enjoy
eating it," replied the king.
Puss now hurried home, only waiting to catch another
rabbit for his master's dinner on the way.
The next day he went and hid himself in a corn-field,
placing his bag open, and when a couple of partridges had
ventured in, he drew the strings, and caught them. Be now
proceeded again to the king's palace, and presented them to
him in the same manner as before. The king again accepted
them with delight, and ordered his attendants to give puss
some refreshment.
Two or three months thus passed away, during which the
cat constantly carried presents of game to the king, and
presented them in the name of the Marquis of Carrabas.
At last one day he heard that the king and his daughter


(who was the loveliest princess in the world) had gone to
take a drive on the bank of the river, so he ran to his master
and exclaimed-

--- -^ S- -".. -,, ~ -

If you will only do as I tell you your fortune is made.
Go and bathe in the river at the spot that I show you, and
leave me to manage everything else."


The youth did as his cat advised, not knowing what was
to follow. Whilst he was in the water the king came by,
and puss immediately began to shriek with all his strength-
"Help help help!-the Marquis of Carrabas is drowning !"
On hearing this cry the king put his head out of the
carriage window, and recognizing the cat, who had so often
brought him game, he ordered his attendants to run directly
to the assistance of the marquis. Whilst they were drawing
the unfortunate nobleman out of the river, the cat approached
the carriage, and told the king that as his master was bathing
some thieves had run off with his clothes, the truth being that
he had hidden them under a big stone. The king immediately
ordered the gentlemen of his wardrobe to go and fetch one of his
best suits for the Marquis of Carrabas to put on. When dressed
in this the king shook hands most warmly with him, and the
princess looked at him in admiration, for he was a fine-looking '-: ,
youth to begin with, and his splendid clothes displayed all his
charms to full advantage. As for the marquis himself, he had
scarcely looked two or three times at the lovely princess before
he fell desperately in love with her. The king now invited him
to get into the carriage, and drive with them. Puss was en-
chanted to see how well his plans were succeeding, and ran
on before the carriage. He soon met some countrymen who
were mowing a meadow, and said to them, My good mowers,
if you don't tell the king that this meadow belongs to the
Marquis of Carrabas, you shall be chopped as small as mince-
When they reached the meadow the king inquired whose
it was.
"It belongs to the Marquis of Carrabas," replied all the
mowers in a breath, having been greatly alarmed by the cat's


You seem to have a very fine property here," remarked his
"Yes," replied the marquis, this meadow always bears a
fine crop, every year."
Puss, who still ran ahead, now met some reapers, and said
to them, My good reapers, if you don't tell the king that
this corn belongs to the Marquis of Carrabas, you shall be
chopped as small as mincemeat."
In a few moments the king drove by, and asked to whom
the corn belonged that he saw.
To the Marquis of Carrabas," replied the reapers in a
breath; and the king again congratulated the marquis.
The cat, who continued to keep before the carriage, said
the same thing to all the people he met; and the king
became more and more astonished at the wealth and property
of the young nobleman.
At last puss arrived at a large castle in which lived the
richest Ogre that ever was seen, for all the lands that the
king had driven through in reality belonged to him; puss
knew all about this, and knocking boldly at the door asked
to speak to him. Having made a polite bow, he said that he
was passing near, and did not wish to do so without calling
to pay his respects.
The Ogre received him as civilly as an ogre can, and asked
him to rest a little.
"I have heard," said the cat, "that you actually possess
the power of transforming yourself into any animal you
please. Can this be really true--such as a lion or an
elephant ?"
Of course it is," replied the Ogre roughly; and to prove
it, you shall see me become a lion."
Puss was so much frightened on seeing a live lion before


him, that he hastily ran up to the roof of the castle, where he
had great difficulty in keeping his footing on the slates in
consequence of wearing his great boots. He waited, however,
until he saw the Ogre take back his proper form, and then
descended, exclaiming how alarmed he had been. "I have
heard, too," said the cat, "but this I cannot believe, that you
can change yourself into the smallest animal also, such as a
mouse or rat; it must be impossible!"
"Impossible !" cried the Ogre. You shall soon see," and
he immediately changed himself into a mouse and ran across
the floor. In an instant puss pounced upon him and gobbled
him up.
At this moment the king was approaching the castle, and
on perceiving it he expressed a wish to get out and go in.
Puss, hearing the noise of the carriage crossing the draw-
bridge, ran out and said to the king:
Allow me to welcome your Majesty into the Marquis of
Carrabas' castle."
What!" cried the king. Is this castle his too ? I never
saw anything finer than this courtyard and the buildings
round it. Pray let us look inside too."
The marquis gave his hand to the lovely princess, and they
followed the king, who walked in first. They now entered a
magnificent hall, where a splendid dinner was laid out, which
the Ogre had been preparing for some friends.
They soon seated themselves at the table and ate an
excellent repast. The king having drunk several glasses of
wine felt his heart growing warmer and warmer towards
their host, and at length exclaimed:
It only remains with you, my dear Marquis, to decide
whether you will become my son-in-law or no!"
His offer was accepted by the young marquis with the


utmost delight, and the princess's consent being readily
granted, they were married the following day, and entered
into full possession of the Ogre's house and property.

As for Puss, he was made a nobleman, and never afterwards
caught mice for anything but his own amusement.

( 20 )


ONCE upon a time there was a dear little girl whom everyone
loved if they only looked at her. But her grandmother
loved her the best of all, and there was nothing in her power
that she would not give to the child. Once she made her
a present of a little hood of red velvet, which suited her so
well, that she would never wear anything else; and, in future,
she was always called Little Red-Riding-Hood."
SOne day her mother said, "Come, Little Red-Riding-
Hood, here is a piece of cake and a bottle of wine. Take
them to your grandmother, she is poorly and weak, and they
will do her good. Make haste before it gets hot, and as
you are going, walk nicely and quietly and do not run off
the path, or you may fall down and break the bottle, and
then your grandmother will get nothing."
I will take great care," promised Little Red-Riding-Hood,
putting the present into her apron.
The grandmother lived out in the wood, half a league
from the village, and just as Little Red-Riding-Hood came to
the wood, a wolf met her. But she did not know what a
fierce animal he was, and was not at all afraid of him.
"Good-day, Little Red-Riding-Hood," said he.
"Thank you, kindly, wolf."
"Whither away so early, Little Red-Ridirg Hfood ?'


To my grandmother's."
"What have you got in your apron ?"
"Cake and wine; yesterday was baking-day, so poor weak
granny is to have something good, to make her stronger."
"Where does your grandmother live, Little Red-Riding-
Hood ?"
"A good quarter of a league farther on in the wood; her
house stands beneath the three large oak-trees, near the
hazel-thickets; you surely must know it," replied Little Red-
The wolf thought to himself, what a young tender crea-
ture! what a nice plump mouthful she is-she'll taste better
than the old woman. I must act craftily, so as to catch
both." Meanwhile he walked for a short time by the side of
Little Red-Riding-Hood. Then he said, "See, Little Red-
Riding-Hood, how pretty the flowers are about here-why
do you not look at them? I believe, too, that you do not hear
how sweetly the little birds are singing; you walk gravely
along as if you were going to school, while everything else
is merry out here in the green wood."
Little Red-Riding-Hood lifted her eyes, and when she saw
the sunlight dancing here and there through the trees, and
beautiful flowers growing around, she thought, Suppose I
take grandmother a fresh nosegay; how pleased she will be.
It is so early in the day that I shall still get there in good
time; and so she ran from the path into the wood to gather
flowers. And whenever she had picked one, she fancied that
she saw a prettier farther on, and ran after it, and so got
deeper and deeper into the wood.
Meanwhile the wolf ran straight to the grandmother's
house and knocked at the door.
Who is there ?"


"Little Red-Riding-Hood," replied the wolf. "I have
brought some cake and wine; open the door."
"Lift the latch," called out the grandmother, "1 am
too weak, and cannot get up."
The wolf lifted the latch, the door flew open, and without
saying a word he rushed straight to the grandmother's bed,
and ate her up. Then he put on her clothes, fastened on her
cap, laid himself in bed and drew the curtains.
In the meantime Little Red-Riding-Hood, who had been
running about picking flowers, remembered her grandmother,
and started on her journey again.
She soon came to the cottage, and was surprised to find the
door standing open. As she entered, she had such a strange
feeling that she said to herself, "Oh dear how dreadfully
frightened I feel to day. Generally I like being with grand-
mother so much." She called out Good morning," but there
was no answer; so she went to the bed and drew back the
curtains. There, as she thought, lay her grandmother with
her cap pulled over her face, and looking very strange.
Oh! Granny," she said, what big ears you have!"
"All the better to hear you with, my child," was the reply.
"But, Granny, what big eyes you have," she said.
"All the better to see you with, my dear."
"But, Granny, what large hands you have !"
"All the better to hug you with."
Oh! but, Granny, what a terrible big mouth you have!"
"All the better to eat you with!"
And scarcely had the wolf uttered this, than at one bound he
sprung out of bed and seized poor Little Red-Riding-Hood
and swallowed her up in a mouthful.

( 23 )


Ir was in the middle of winter, when the broad flakes of snow
were falling around, that the queen of a country many
thousand miles off sat working at her window. The frame
of the window was made of fine black ebony, and as she was
looking out upon the snow, she pricked her finger, and three
drops of blood fell upon it. Then she gazed thoughtfully
upon the red drops that sprinkled the white snow, and said,
" Would that my little daughter might be as white as that
snow, as red as that blood, and as black as this ebony window-
frame !" And so the little girl really did grow up; her skin
was as white as snow, her cheeks as rosy as blood, and her
hair as black as ebony; and she was called Snow-white.
But this queen died; and the king soon married another
wife, who became queen. She was very beautiful; but so vain
that she could not bear to think that any one could be hand-
somer than she was. She had a fairy looking-glass, to which
she used to go, and then she would gaze upon herself in it,
and say,
Tell me, glass, tell me true !
Of all the ladies in the land,
Who is fairest ? tell me, who ?"
And the glass had always answered,
Thou, queen, art the fairest in all the land."


But Snow-white grew more and more beautiful; and when
she was seven years old she was as bright as the day, and
fairer than the queen herself. Then the glass one day
answered the queen, when she went to look in it as usual,
"Thou, queen, art fair, and beauteous to see,
But Snow-white is lovelier far than thee "

When she heard this, she turned pale with rage and envy;
and called to one of her servants and said, Take Snow-white
away into the wide wood, and kill her, that I may never see
her any more."
Then the servant led her away; but his heart melted when
Snow-white begged him to spare her life, and he said, "I
will not hurt thee, thou pretty child." So he left her by
herself; and though he thought it most likely that the wild
beasts would tear her in pieces, he felt as if a great weight
were taken off his heart when he had made up his mind not
to kill her but to leave her to her fate,' with the chance of
some one finding and saving her.
Then poor Snow-white wandered along through the wood
in great fear, and the wild beasts roared about her, but
none did her any harm. In the evening she came to a
cottage among the the hills, and went in to rest, for her
little feet would carry her no farther. Everything was
spruce and neat in the cottage; on the table was spread a
white cloth, and there were seven little plates, with seven
little loaves, and seven little glasses with wine in them, and
seven knives and forks laid in order, and by the wall stood
seven little beds. As she was very hungry, she picked a little
piece off each loaf and drank a very little wine out of each
glass; and after that she thought she would lie down and
rest. So she tried all the little beds; but one was too long,


and another was too short, till at last the seventh suited her :
and there she laid herself down and went to sleep.
By-and-by in came the masters of the cottage. Now they

were seven little dwarfs, who lived among the mountains,
and dug and searched about for gold. They lighted up their
seven lamps, and saw at once that all was not right. The


first said, Who has been sitting'on my stool?" The second,
" Who has been eating off my plate ?" The third, Who has
been picking my bread?" The fourth, Who has been
meddling with my spoon?" The fifth, "Who has been
handling my fork ?" The sixth, Who has been cutting
with my knife ?' The seventh, "Who has been drinking my
wine ?" Then the first looked round and said, "Who has
been lying on my bed ?" and the rest came running to him,
and every one cried out that somebody had been upon his
bed. But the seventh found Snow-white, and called all his
brethren to come and see her; and they exclaimed with
wonder and astonishment, and brought their lamps to look
at her, and cried, See! see! what a lovely child she is "
They were very glad to find her, and took care not to wake
her; so the seventh dwarf slept an hour with each of the
other dwarfs in turn, till the night was gone.
In the morning Snow-white told them her story; and
they pitied her, and said if she would keep all things in
order, and cook and wash, and knit and spin for them, she
might stay where she was, and they would take good care of
her. Then they went out all day long to their work, seeking
for gold and silver in the mountains: but Snow-white was
left at home; and they warned her, and said, The queen
will soon find out where you are, so take care to let no one
come in."
But the queen, now that she thought Snow-white was dead,
believed that she must be the handsomest lady in the land;
and she went to her glass and said,

Tell me, glass, tell me true
Of all the ladies in the land,
Who is fairest ? tell me, who? "


And the glass answered,
"Thou, queen, art the fairest in all this land :
But over the hills, in the greenwood shade,
Where the seven dwarfs their dwelling have made,
There Snow-white is hiding her head ; and she
Is lovelier far, O queen! than thee."

Then the queen was very much frightened; for she knew
that the glass always spoke the truth, and was sure that the
servant had betrayed her. And she could not bear to think
that any one lived who was more beautiful than she was;
so she dressed herself up as an old pedlar, and went her way
over the hills, to the place where the dwarfs dwelt. Then
she knocked at the door, and cried, Fine wares to sell !"
Snow-white looked out at the window, and said, Good day,
good woman what have you to sell?" "Good wares, fine
wares," said she; laces and bobbins of all colours."
I will let the old lady in; she seems to be a very good sort of
creature," thought Snow-white; so she ran down and unbolted
the door. "Bless me !" said the old woman, "how badly your
stays are laced Let me lace them up with one of my nice
new laces." Snow-white did not dream of any mischief; so
she stood up before the old woman; but she set to work
so nimbly, and pulled the lace so tight, that Snow-white's
breath was stopped, and she fell down as as if she were
dead. There's an end to all thy beauty," said the spiteful
queen, and went away home.
In the evening the seven dwarfs came home; and I need
not say how grieved they were to to see their faithful Snow-
white stretched out upon the ground, as if she were quite
dead. However, they lifted her up, and when they found
what ailed her, they cut the lace; and in a little time she


began to breathe, and very soon ctme to life again. Then
they said, The old woman was the queen herself; take care
another time, and let no one in when we are away."
When the queen got home, she went straight to her glass,
and spoke to it as before; but to her great grief it still
Thou, queen, art the fairest in all this land:
But over the hills, in the greenwood shade,
Where the seven dwarfs their dwelling have made,
There Snow-white is hiding her head; and she
Is lovelier far, 0 queen, than thee."

Then the blood ran cold in her heart with spite and
malice, to hear that Snow-white still lived; and she dressed
herself up again, but in quite another dress from the one she
wore before, and took with her a poisoned comb. When she
reached the dwarfs' cottage, she knocked at the door, and
cried, "Fine wares to sell!" But Snow-white said, I dare
not let anyone in." Then the queen said, "Only look at my
beautiful combs !" and gave her the poisoned one. And it
looked so pretty, that she took it up and put it into her hair
to try it ; but the moment it touched her head, the poison
was so powerful that she fell down senseless. "There you
may lie," said the queen, and went her way. But by good
luck the dwarfs came in very early that evening; and when
they saw Snow-white lying on the ground, they guessed
what had happened, and soon found the poisoned comb.
When they took it away she soon got well, and told them all
that had passed; and they warned her once more not to open
the door to anyone.
Meantime the queen went home to her glass, and shook
with rage when she heard the very same answer as before;
and she said, Snow-white shall die, if it costs me my life."


So she went by herself into her chamber, and got ready a
poisoned apple: the outside looked very rosy and tempting,
but whoever tasted it was sure to die. Then she dressed
herself up as a peasant's wife, and travelled over the hills to
the dwarfs' cottage, and knocked at the door; but Snow-
white put her head out of the window and said, I dare not
let anyone in, for the dwarfs have told me not." "Do as
you please," said the old women, but at any rate take this
pretty apple; I will give it you." No," said Snow-white,
"I dare not take it." "You silly girl!" answered the other,
"what are you afraid of? do you think it is poisoned?
Come! do you eat one part, and I will eat the other." Now
the apple was so made up that one side was good, though the
other side was poisoned. Then Snow-white was much
tempted to taste, for the apple looked, so very nice; and
when she saw the old women eat, she could wait no longer.
But she had scarcely put the piece into her mouth, when she
fell down dead upon the ground. "This time nothing will
save thee," said the queen: and she went home to her glass,
and at last it said,
Thou, queen, art the fairest of all the fair."
And then her wicked heart was glad, and as happy as such a
heart could be.
When evening came, and the dwarfs had got home, they
found Snow-white lying on the ground: no breath came
from her lips, and they were afraid that she was quite dead.
They lifted her up, and combed her hair, and washed her face
with wine and water; but all was in vain, for the little girl
seemed quite dead. So they laid her down upon a bier, and
all seven watched and bewailed her three whole days; and
then they thought they would bury her: but her cheeks


were still rosy, and her face Iboked just as it did while
she was alive; so they said, We will never bury her in
the cold ground." And they made a coffin of glass, so
that they might still look at her, and wrote upon it in golden
letters what her name was, and that she was a king's
And the coffin was set among the hills, and one of the
dwarfs always sat by it and watched. And the birds of
the air came too, and bemoaned Snow-white: and first of
all came an owl, and then a raven, and at last a dove, and
sat by her side.
Thus Snow-white lay for a long, long time, but she
looked as though she were only asleep; for she was still
as white as snow, and as red as blood, and as black as
At last a prince came and called at the dwarfs' house; and
he saw Snow-white, and read what was written in golden
letters. Then he offered the dwarfs money, and prayed and
besought them to let him take her away; but they said,
" We will not part with her for all the gold in the world."
At last, however, they had pity on him, and gave him the
coffin; but the moment he lifted it up to carry it home with
him, the piece of apple fell from between her lips, and
Snow-white awoke, and said, "Where am I ?" And the
prince said, Thou art quite safe with me."
Then he told her all that had happened, and said, "I love
you far better than all the world; so come with me to my
father's palace, and you shall be my wife." And Snow-white
consented, and went home with the prince; and everything
was got ready with great pomp and splendour for their
To the feast was asked, among the rest, Snow-white's old


enemy the queen; and as she was dressing Ierslf in fine
rich clothes, she looked in the glass and said,
Tell me glass, tell me true !
Of all the ladies in the land,
Who is fairest ? tell me, who? "

And the glass answered,

Thou, lady, art loveliest here, I ween;
But lovelier far is the new-made queen."


When she heard this she started with rage; but her envy
and curiosity were so great, that she could not help setting
out to see the bride. And when she got there, and saw that
it was no other than Snow-white, who, as she thought had
been dead a long while, she choked with rage, and fell down
and died: but Snow-white and the prince lived and reigned
happily over that land many, many years; and sometimes
they went up into the mountains, and paid a visit to the
little dwarfs, who had been so kind to Snow-white in her
time of need.

( 33 )


THEnE was once an unlucky gentleman, who, having lost his
first wife, married, as a second, the most conceited and ill-
tempered lady in the whole country. She was a widow with
two daughters of exactly the same disposition as herself. He
also had one little girl who was remarkably pretty and sweet
tempered, having inherited these good qualities from her
No sooner were the wedding festivities over than the new
wife began to display her spitefulness. She took a great dis-
like to her step-daughter, because she was so much nicer than
her own children, and forthwith began to keep her out of
sight as much as possible, in order that she might not be con-
trasted with them. The poor girl was turned into a perfect
drudge, and set to do the roughest housework, wash the
dishes, scour the floors, and sleep in a wretched garret, at
the top of the house; whilst her sisters occupied the most
luxurious apartments, beds with eider down quilts, and had
mirrors in which they could see themselves from head to foot.
She bore it all quite patiently, and dared not complain even
to her father, as he was completely under his wife's manage-
ment, and would not have listened. When she had finished her
work she was generally so much tired that she was glad to sit
down amongst the ashes in the chimney-corner, from which


habit she soon got the name of Cinderella. Nevertheless, in
spite of all her rough work and ragged clothes, Cinderella
remained a thousand times prettier than either of her sisters
in all their finery.
SNow it happened that the king's son was going to give a
grand ball, and sent out invitations to all the nobles and
gentry in the country. Cinderella's sisters received one, and
their delight was indescribable. They set to work imme-
diately to choose the most becoming dresses that they could
desire, and talked of nothing else all day long.
"I shall wear my red velvet," said the eldest, "with
lace trimmings."
"I have only got my old silk petticoat," remarked the
youngest, "but then I can wear my embroidered cloak and
diamond tiara, which will make up for everything."
In this manner they spent all the time that ensued before
the ball, and scarcely ate anything from excitement. They
broke dozens of laces in endeavouring to make their waists
slim; sent for the court hair dresser to arrange their curls
in double rows, and bought patches from the best maker; but
they could agree about nothing, and were continually squab-
bling as to which looked best, so at last on the eventful day
they sent for Cinderella, whose good taste was well known, to
decide all their disputes, and assist them to dress. She was
already weary, having had to starch and iron all their frills
and laces. But now she began with great good humour to
adorn them as best she could.
Should you like to go to the ball, Cinderella ?" asked they.
Don't make fun of me," replied she, I know I should
not be wanted there."
"You are right!" exclaimed one. "How people would
laugh to see such a ragged creature in the room."


At last they started, and poor Cinderella stood and watched
the carriage till it was out of sight, when she retired to her
chimney corner, and burst into tears.
But just then her godmother, who was a fairy, happened to
come to see her, and, entering at that moment, she .asked
what was the matter.
"I want . I want very much" . but she was
crying so violently that she could say no more. The god-
mother said, You want to go to the ball-isn't that it ?"
"Yes, indeed !" cried Cinderella, with a sigh.
"Very well," replied, her godmother, if you will be a
good girl, I will take you there, but first go into the garden
and bring me a pumpkin." Cinderella ran off directly,
gathered the finest she could see and brought it to her god-
mother, but could not imagine what a pumpkin had to do
with her going to the ball. The old lady scooped out the in-
side, and having left nothing but the rind, she touched it
with her wand, and the pumpkin was instantly changed into
a beautiful gilt coach. Then she went to look in the mouse-
trap, where she found six mice all alive. She told Cinderella
to open the door of the trap, and, as each mouse ran out, she
tapped them with her wand, and they became Fix fine horses
of a lovely dapple-grey colour. She now seemed puzzled to
know what to make into a coachman. Shall I go and see if
there is a rat in the trap ?" asked Cinderella.
Her godmother nodded, and she quickly returned with the
trap, in which were three great rats. The fairy picked out
the one which had the longest whiskers, and having touched
him, he was changed into a stout coachman with one of the
finest moustaches that ever was seen.
"Now go into the garden again, and bring six green
lizards which you will find behind the watering pot."


No sooner were they brought than she changed them into
six footmen, with gold-laced livery, who jumped up behind
the carriage, and stood erect, as easily as if they had been
used to it all their lives. The fairy then said to Cinderella-
Well, here is everything ready to take you to the ball, are
you satisfied ?"
Yes, quite," cried her goddaughter, "but how can I go
there in these ragged clothes?" Her godmother in reply
merely touched them with her wand-and they were instantly
transformed into a lovely dress of gold and silver cloth,
embroidered with jewels, to which were added the prettiest
little pair of glass slippers imaginable.
Thus attired, Cinderella stepped into the carriage, whilst her
godmother warned her on no account to stop at the ball after
midnight; for as soon as the clock struck twelve her coach
would become a pumpkin, her fine dress rags again, and' her
coachman and footmen reassume their real shapes. She
thanked her godmother most heartily, and promising to
attend strictly to her injunctions, set out in great delight.
The king's son, who had been told that some grand princess
had arrived whom no one knew, ran down to receive her at
the door. He gave her his hand to help her from the carriage
and brought her into the ball-room, where all the guests
were assembled. Their entrance caused a profound silence,
the dance was stopped, the violins ceased playing, and every
one turned to gaze at the beauty of the unknown princess.
Nothing was heard except confused exclamations of How
lovely she is!" Even the king, old as he was, couldn't take
his eyes off her, and remarked to the queen, in a low voice,
that he hadn't seen such a charming looking girl for a long
time. All the ladies were engaged in examining her dress,
with a view to having theirs made like it. The king's son


led her to the top of the room, and presently asked her to
She moved with such ease and grace, that everyone was
lost in admiration. Supper being ready, she sat down with
the prince, who was so much engrossed in watching her that
he could not eat a morsel.
Close by sat her two sisters, and she kindly handed them
part of the oranges and citron, that the prince gave her; this
astonished them very much-for they had no idea who she
really was. Whilst they were talking, Cinderella heard the
clock strike the quarter to twelve, and making a profound
courtesy to the company, she ran out as quickly as she could.
On reaching home she went straight to her godmother, and
told her in delight how greatly she had enjoyed herself, and
how much she should like to go to the ball which was to be
held the following evening, as the prince had begged her to
She was still busy telling the fairy all that had happened,
when her sisters knocked at the door, and Cinderella ran to
open it. How late you are in coming home," cried she,
yawning and rubbing her eyes, and stretching herself as if
she had only just awoke from a nap.
If you had been at the ball," said one of the sisters, you
wouldn't be feeling so weary. One of the loveliest princesses
that anyone ever set eyes on was there, and she was remark-
ably polite to us, and helped us to oranges and citron."
Cinderella felt delighted to hear all this, she inquired what
the princess's name was, but they replied that no one knew,
and that the king's son was dying to know, and would give
all he possessed to discover.
Cinderella smiled and said, "She really was so very lovely
then? How lucky you are to have seen her! Oh! Miss


Javotte, I wish you would lend me your common yellow dress,
that I might have a chance of seeing her too."
What an idea," exclaimed the younger sister, for me to
lend you one of my dresses. You must be mad to think of
Cinderella expected to be refused, and bore it very com-
posedly, for she would have been puzzled to know what to do
with the dress if she had got it.
Next evening the sisters went to the second ball, and
Cinderella went too, dressed even more magnificently than
on the previous night. ,The king's son was .constantly at
her side, and paid her every possible attention. Cinderella
was so happy she forgot how time passed and her godmother's
warning. So that the first stroke of midnight sounded when
she fancied it was only eleven. She rose and ran off as lightly
as a bird. The prince followed, but could not catch her. In
the hurry of the moment she dropped one of her glass slippers,
which he carefully picked up. Cinderella reached home,
breathless with running; without either carriage or foot-
men, and in her ragged clothes: nothing remained of all
her grandeur except one little glass slipper, the fellow to
the one she had dropped. The porters at the gates of the
palace were asked if they had not seen a princess pats
through, but they replied that they had seen no one
except a poorly dressed girl, who looked more like a peasant
than a princess.
When the two sisters returned, Cinderella asked whether
they had enjoyed themselves, and whether the lovely lady
had been there. They told her that she had, but that just as
midnight was striking she had disappeared, and had run off
so hastily that she had dropped one of her glass slippers, the
prettiest ever seen; and that the k:ng's son had picked it up,

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and had done nothing but gaze at it during the remainder
of the evening; in fact, there could be no doubt that he had
fallen deeply in love with the beautiful owner.
They were quite right, for a few days after, the prince
sent out a trumpeter to make proclamation, that he would
marry any girl in the realm whose foot was small enough to
wear the little glass slipper. It was first tried on by the
princesses, then by the duchesses and all the ladies at court,
but with no success.
Presently it was brought to the house where the two
sisters lived, they tried their utmost to squeeze their feet into
it, but all in vain. Cinderella was watching them, and
recognizing her slipper, said, with a smile, "Let me try if it
would not fit me." Her sisters were angry directly, and
scorned the idea; but the gentleman who was superintending
the trial of the slipper, having looked closely at Cinderella,
and seeing that she was very pretty, said that it was only
fair she should try, as he had orders to let any girl in the
kingdom do so. He made Cinderella sit down, and putting
the slipper to her little foot, he saw that it went on without
the least difficulty, and fitted her like wax. The astonish-
ment of the two sisters was great, and became greater still
when she drew the other little slipper out of her pocket, and
put it on too. At that moment her godmother arrived, who
touched Cinderella's rags with her wand, and they directly
became even more magnificent than her previous dresses.
Her sisters now recognized her as the lovely princess they
had met at the ball; and threw themselves forthwith at her
feet, imploring her to forgive all the rude treatment she had
received from them. Cinderella raised them from the ground,
and with many embraces assured them that she forgave them
from the bottom of her heart, and only begged they would


always love her in future. She was now taken to the palace
in her resplendent costume. The prince thought her more
lovely than ever. A few days after he was married to
Cinderella, who, being as good as she was beautiful, sent for
her sisters to share her happiness, and soon after married
them to two gentlemen of the court.


( 41 )


THERE was a man who had three sons. The youngest was
called Dummling-which is much the same as Dunderhead,
for all thought he was more than half a fool-and he was
at all times mocked and ill-treated by the whole household.
It happened that the eldest son took it into his head one
day to go into the wood to cut fuel; and his mother gave
him a nice pasty and a bottle of wine to take with him, that
he might refresh himself at his work. As he went into the
wood, a little old man bade him good day, and said, Give me
a little piece of meat from your plate, and a little wine out of
your bottle, for I am very hungry and thirsty." But this
clever young man said, Give you my meat and wine? No,
I thank you, I should not have enough left for myself:" and
away he went. He soon began to cut down a tree; but he
had not worked long before he missed his stroke, and cut
himself, and was forced to go home to have the wound
dressed. Now it was the little old man that sent him this
Next went out the" second son to work: and his mother
gave him too a pasty and a bottle of wine. And the same
little old man met him also, and asked him for something to
eat and drink. But he too thought himself very clever, and
said, The more you eat the less there would be for me: so


go your way !" The little man took care that he too should
have his reward, and the second stroke that he aimed against a
tree hit him on the leg; so that he too was forced to go home.
Then Dummling said, "Father, I should like to go and
cut wood too." But his father said, Your brothers have
both hurt themselves; you had better stay at home, for you
know nothing about the business of wood-cutting." But
Dummling was very pertinacious; and at last his father said
" Go your way! you will be wiser when you have smarted
for your folly." His mother only gave him some dry
bread and a bottle of sour beer. When he came into the
wood, he met the little old man, who said, Give me some
meat and drink, for I am very hungry and thirsty." Dumm-
ling said, "I have only dry bread and sour beer; if that will
suit you we will sit down and eat it, such as it is, together."
So they sat down; and when the lad pulled out his
bread, behold it was turned into a rich pasty: and his
sour beer, when they tasted it, was delightful wine. They
ate and drank heartily; and when they had done, the little
man said, As you have a kind heart, and have been willing
to share everything with me, I will send a blessing upon
you. There stands an old tree; cut it down, and you will
find something at the root." Then he took his leave, and
went his way.
Dummling set to work, and cut down the tree; and when
it fell, he found, in a hollow under the roots, a goose with
feathers of pure gold. He took it up, and went on to a little
inn by the roadside, where he thought to sleep for the night
on his way home. Now the landlord had three daughters;
and when they saw the goose, they were very eager to look
what this wonderful bird could be, and wished very much to
pluck one of the feathers out of its tail. At last the eldest


said, I must and will have a feather." So she waited till
Dummling was gone to bed, and then seized the goose by
the wing; but to her great wonder there she stuck, for
neither hand nor finger could she get away again. Then in
came the second sister, and wanted to have a feather too;
but the moment she touched her 'sister, there she too hung
fast. At last came the third, and she also wanted a feather;
but the other two cried out, Keep away! for Heaven's sake,
keep away! However, she did not understand what they
meant. If they are there," thought she, I may as well be
there too." So she went up to them; but the moment she
touched her sisters she stuck fast, and hung to the goose, as
they did. And so they remained with the goose all night
in the cold.
The next morning Dummling got up and carried off the
goose under his arm. He took no notice at all of the three
girls, but went out with them sticking fast behind. So
wherever he travelled, they too were forced to follow,
whether they would or no, as fast as their legs could carry
In the middle of a field the parson met them; and when
he saw the train, he said, Are you not ashamed of your-
selves, you bold girls, to run after a young man in that way
over the fields? Is that good behaviour?" Then he took the
youngest by the hand to lead her away; but as soon as lie
touched her he too hung fast, and followed in the train;
though sorely against his will, for he was not only rather too
fat for running fast, but just then he had a little touch
of the gout in the great toe of his right foot. By-and-
by up came the clerk, and when he saw his master, the
parson, running after the three girls, he wondered greatly,
and said, Holla! holla! your reverence! whither so fast?


there is a christening to-day." Then he ran up and took
him by the gown; when, lo and behold, he stuck fast too.
As the five were thus trudging along, one behind another,
they met two labourers with their mattocks coming from
work; and the parson cried out lustily to them to help him.

But scarcely had they laid hand on him, when they too fell
into the rank; and so they made seven, all running together
after Dummling and his goose.
Now Dummling thought he would see a little of the world


before he went home; so he and his train journeyed on, till
at last they came to a city where there was a king who had
an only daughter. The princess was of so thoughtful and
moody a turn of mind that no one could make her laugh;
and the king had made known to all the world, that whoever
could make her laugh should have her for his wife. When
the young man heard this, he went to her, with his goose
and all its train; and as soon as she saw the seven all
hanging together, and running along, treading on each
other's heels, she could not help bursting into a long and
loud laugh. Then Dummling claimed her for his wife, and
married her, and he was heir to the kingdom, and lived long
and happily with his wife.
But what became of the goose and the goose's tail, I never
could hear.

( 46 )


THERE was once a fisherman who lived with his wife in a
hovel, close by the sea-side. The fisherman used to go out
all day long a-fishing; and one day, as he sat with his
rod, looking at the sparkling waves and watching his
line, all on a sudden his float was dragged away deep
into the water: and in drawing it up he pulled out a great
"Pray let me live!" cried the flounder, "I am not a real
fish; I am an enchanted prince: put me into the water again,
and let me go! "Oh! ho! said the man, "you need not
make somany words about the matter; I will have nothing
to do with a fish that can talk: so swim away, Sir, as soon
as you please !" Then he put him back into the water, and
the fish darted straight down to the bottom, and left a long
streak of blood behind him on the wave.
When the fisherman got home to his wife in the hovel,
he told her how he had caught a great flounder who said
he was an enchanted prince, and how, on hearing it speak,
he had let it go again. "Did not you ask it for any-
thing?" said the wife. No," said the man, "what should
I ask for ? "Ah!" said the wife, "we live very wretchedly
here, in this dirty hovel; pray go back and tell the flounder
that we want a snug little cottage."


The fisherman did not much like to do this: however,
he went to the sea-shore; and when he came there, the water
looked all yellow and green. He stood at the water's edge,
and cried,-
0 man of the sea !
Hearken to me !
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee "

Then the flounder came swimming to him, and said, Well,

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


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

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


found his wife standing before the gate of a great castle.
" See," said she, is not this grand?" With that they went
into the castle together, and found a great many servants
there, and the rooms all richly furnished, and full of golden
chairs and tables; and behind the castle was a garden, and
around it was a park half a mile long, full of sheep, and
goats, and hares, and deer; and in the courtyard were
stables and cow-houses. "Well," said the man, "now we
will live cheerful and happy in this beautiful castle for the

rest of our lives." Perhaps we may," said the wife; but
let us sleep upon it, before we make up our minds to that."
So they went to bed.
The next morning when Dame Ilsabill awoke it was broad
daylight, and she jogged the fisherman with her elbow, and
said, Get up, husband, and bestir yourself, for we must be
king of all the land." "Wife, wife," said the man, why
should we wish to be king? I will not be king." "Then I


will," said she. "But, wife," said the fisherman, how can
you be king? the fish cannot make you a king." Hus-
band," said she, "say no more about it, but go and try! I
will be king." So the man went away quite sorrowful to
think that his wife should want to be king. This time the
sea looked a dark grey colour, and was overspread with curl-
ing waves and ridges of foam as he cried out,-

0 man of the sea !
Hearken to me !
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee "

Well, what would she have now?" said 'the fish.
"Alas !" said the poor man, "my wife wants to be king."
Go home," said the fish; "she is king already."
Then the fisherman went home; and as he came lose to
the palace he saw a troop of soldiers, and heard the sound of
drums and trumpets. And when he went in he saw his wife
sitting on a high throne of gold and diamonds, with a golden
crown upon her head; and on each side. of her stood six fair
maidens, each a head taller than the other. Well, wife,"
said the fisherman, "are you king ?" Yes," said she, "I am
king." And when he had looked at her for a long time, he
said, Ah, wife what a fine thing it is to be king! now we
shall never have anything more to wish for as long as we
live." I don't know how that may be," said she; never is
a long time. I am king, it is true; but I begin to be tired
of that, and I think I should like to be emperor." Alas,
wife why should you wish to be emperor ?" said the fisher-
man. "Husband," said she, "go to the fish! I say I will
be emperor." "Ah, wife!" replied the fisherman, "the fish


cannot make an emperor I am sure, and I should not like to
ask him for such a thing." I am king," said Ilsabill, and
you are my slave; so go at once!"

So the fisherman was forced to go; and he muttered as he
went along, This will come to no good, it is too much to'


ask; the fish will be tired at last, and then we shall be sorry
for what we have done." He soon came to the sea-shore; and
the water 'was quite black and muddy, and a mighty whirl-
wind blew over the waves and rolled them about, but he went
as near as he could to the water's brink, and said-

"0 man of the sea!
Hearken to me !
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee "

What would she have now ?" said the fish. "Ah !" said
the fisherman, she wants to be emperor." Go home," said
the fish; she is emperor already."
So he went home again; and as he came near he saw
his wife Ilsabill sitting on a very lofty throne made of solid
gold, with a great crown on her head full two yards high;
and on each side of her stood her guards and attendants in a
row, each one smaller than the other, from the tallest giant
down to a little dwarf no bigger than my finger. And before
her stood princes, and dukes, and earls: and the fisherman
went up to her and said, "Wife, are you emperor ?" "Yes,"
said she, "I am emperor." Ah !" said the man, as he gazed
upon her, what a fine thing it is to be emperor !" Hus-
band," said she, why should we stop at being emperor? I
will be pope next." "0 wife, wife !" said he, "how can you
be pope ? there is but one pope at a time in Christendom."
" Husband," said she, I will be pope this very day." But,"
replied the husband, "the fish cannot make you pope."
" What nonsense !" said she; if he can make an emperor, he
can make a pope : go and try him."
So the fisherman went. But when he came to the shore


the wind was raging, and the sea was tossed up and down in
boiling waves, and the ships were in trouble, and rolled
fearfully upon the tops of the billows. In the middle of the
heavens there was a little piece of blue sky, but towards the
south all was red, as if a dreadful storm was rising. At this
sight the fisherman was dreadfully frightened, and he trem-
bled so that his knees knocked together: but still he went
down near to the shore, and said,-

"0 man of the sea!
Hearken to me!
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee "

"What does she want now?" said the fish. Ah said
the fisherman, "my wife wants to be pope." Go home,"
said the fish; "she is pope already."
Then the fisherman went home, and found flsabill sitting
on a throne that was two miles high. Apd she had three
great crowns on her head, and around her stood all the pomp
and power of the church. And on each side of her were two
rows of burning lights, of all sizes, the greatest as large as
the highest and biggest tower in the world, and the least no
larger than a small rushlight. Wife," said the fisherman
as he looked at all this greatness, "are you pope ?" Yes,"
said she, "I am pope." "Well, wife," replied he, "it is a
grand thing to be pope; and now you must be easy, for you
can be nothing greater." I will think about that," said the
wife. Then they went to bed: but Dame Ilsabill could not
sleep all night for thinking what she should be next. At
last, as she was dropping asleep, morning broke, and the sun
rose. "Ha!" thought she, as she woke up and looked at it


through the window, "after all I cannot prevent the sun
rising." At this thought she was very angry, and wakened
her husband, and said, Husband, go to the fish and tell him
I must be lord of the sun and moon." The fisherman was
half asleep, but the thought frightened him so much that he
started and fell out of bed. "Alas, wife !" said he, cannot

you be easy with being pope :" No," said she, I am very
uneasy as long as the sun and moon rise without my leave.
Go to the fish at once !"
Then the man went shivering with fear; and as he was
going down to the shore a dreadful storm arose, so that the
trees and the very rocks shook. And all the heavens became
black with stormy clouds, and the lightning played, and
the thunders rolled; and you might have seen in the sea
great black waves, swelling up like mountains with crowns


of white foam upon their heads. And the fisherman crept
towards the sea, and cried out, as well as he could,-
"0 man of the sea!
Hearken to me!
My wife Ilsabill
Will have her own will,
And hath sent me to beg a boon of thee "
"What does she want now?" said the fish. "Ah !" said
he, she wants to be lord of the sun and moon." Go home,"
said the fish, to your hovel again."
And there they live to this very day.


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IN olden times, when angels used to walk about on this earth
amongst men, it once happened that one was overtaken by
the darkness before he could get a night's lodging. Before
him on the road were two houses facing each other; the one
was large and beautifully built, the other was small and poor.
The large one belonged to a rich man, and the small one to a
poor man. Well," the angel thought, I shall be no burden
to the rich man, I will knock at his door." When the rich man
heard the knocking, he opened the window and asked the
stranger what he wanted. The angel answered, "I only
ask for a night's lodging." Then the rich man looked at him
from head to foot, and as the angel had on plain clothes, and
did not look like one who had much money in his pocket, he
shook his head, saying, "No, I cannot take you in, my rooms
are full of plants and seeds; and if I were to lodge everyone
who knocks at my door, I might very soon go begging my-
self. Go somewhere else for a lodging," and with this he
shut down the window and left the angel standing there.
So the angel turned his back on the rich man, and went over
to the poor man's house and knocked. He had hardly done
so when the poor man opened the door and bade the traveller
come in, and stly over night with him. It is already dark,"
said he; "you cannot go any farther to-night." The angel


was very pleased at his saying this, and he went in. The poor
man's wife gave him her hand and welcomed him, saying
he must make himself at home and put up with what they
had got; they had not much to offer him, but what they had
they would give him with all their hearts. Then she put
the potatoes on, and while they were boiling she milked the
goat, that they might have something to drink with them.
When the cloth was laid, the angel sat down with them; and

he enjoyed their coarse food very much, for there were happy
faces at the table. When they had had supper and it was
bed-time, the woman whispered to her husband,
I say, husband, let us make up a bed of straw to-night,
shall we? and then the traveller can sleep in our bed and
have a good rest, for he has been walking all day, and that
makes one weary." With all my heart," answered the man.


"I will go and tell him;" and he went to the angel and told
him that if he would, he might make use of their bed and have
a good rest. But the angel was unwilling to deprive them of
their bed; however, they would not be satisfied, until at
length he gave in to them and lay down in their bed, while
they themselves lay on some straw on the ground.
Next morning they got up before daybreak and prepared a
simple breakfast. When the sun shone in through the
window, the angel got up, and had breakfast with the
poor people, and then prepared to set out again on his
journey. But as he was standing at the door he turned
round and-said, "As you have been so kind and good, you
may wish three things and they shall be fulfilled." Then
the man said, What else should I wish but eternal happi-
ness, and that we two as long as we live may be healthy
and have every day our daily bread; for the third wish I do
not know what to have." And the angel said to him,
" Would not you like a new house instead of this old one?"
" Yes," said the man; "I should like that if I can have it.",
And the angel fulfilled his wish, and changed their old house
into a new one, and then he left them and went on.
The sun was high when the rich man got up and leaned
out of his window. He saw a pretty house with red tiles and
bright windows where the old hut used to be. He was very
much astonished, and called his wife and said to her, Just
look! How has that happened? Yesterday there was a
miserable little hut standing there, and now there is a pretty
new cottage. Run over and see how it is." So his wife went
and asked the poor people, and they said to her, "Yesterday
evening a traveller came here and asked for a night's lodging,
and this morning on leaving us he granted us three wishes-
eternal happiness, and health and our daily bread while we


arc in this life, and, besides these, a pretty new cottage
instead of our old hut." When the rich man's wife heard
this, she ran back and told her husband how it had hap-
pened; and he broke out, I wish I may be hanged Would
that I had only known that! The traveller came to our
house too, and I sent him away." "Quick!" said his wife,
" get on your horse. You can still catch the man up and get
three wishes granted you."
So the rich man mounted directly and soon came up with
the angel, and he addressed him politely and told him he
must not take it amiss that he had not let him in directly;
he was looking for the front door key when the stranger
had gone off; when he came back again he must come and
stay with him. Yes," said the angel; if I ever come back
again I will do so." Then the rich man asked if he might not
have three wishes too, as his neighbour had had. Yes," said
the angel, he might, but it would not be to his advantage,
and he had better not wish anything; but the rich man
thought he would choose something which would add to his
happiness, if he only knew that it would be fulfilled. So the
angel said to him, Ride home then, and the three wishes
which you shall wish will be fulfilled."
The rich man had now gained what he wanted, so he rode
home, considering what he should wish. As he was going'
along deep in thought he let the reins fall, and the horse
began to caper about, and this disturbed his meditation; he
could not collect his thoughts at all. He patted it on the
neck, saying, Gently, Polly;" but the horse reared up again.
Then he began to grow angry, and when the horse again
reared, he cried out impatiently, "I wish your neck was
broken !" Directly he had said the words, plump he fell on
the ground, and there lay the horse dead; for it never moved


again. Thus his first wish was fulfilled. As he was a very
avaricious man, he did not like to leave the harness lying
there; so he took it off, and throwing it on his back, he
set off home on foot, and consoled himself by thinking, You
have still two wishes left."
Sometimes he thought he had hit upon the best thing, but
then afterwards it would appear too small and insignificant.
Among other thoughts it occurred to him that his wife was
just then having an easy time of it, sitting in a cool room
enjoying her dinner. This made him feel very cross, and
without thinking what he was doing he said, I wish she
was sitting on this saddle at home and was not able to get off,
instead of my having to toil with it on my back." As he
uttered the last word the saddle disappeared from his back,
and he saw his second wish fulfilled. Now he began to feel
very anxious, and set off running, for he wanted to get home
and shut himself up quite alone in his room, to think of
something grand for his last wish. But when he got home
and opened the door, there he saw his wife sitting on the
saddle, screaming and crying, for she could not get down.
And he said to her, Only sit there and be content; I will
wish for all the kingdoms of the world." But she answered,
What will be the use of all the kingdoms of the world, if I
have to sit on this saddle ? You have wished me on, you must
now wish me off again." So, whether he liked or not, he was
obliged to make it his third wish that she should be able to
get off the saddle again. This was immediately fulfilled;
and when his wife was again on her feet, she put her arms
on her hips and said, Well, you are a silly. I should have
done it better." So he got nothing but vexation, trouble, and
abuse, and he lost his horse into the bargain; but the poor
people lived happily and piously until their deaths.

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A GREAT king of a land far away in the East had a daughter
who was very beautiful, but so proud, and haughty, and
conceited, that none of the princes who came to ask her in
marriage were good enough for her, and she only made sport
of them.
Once upon a time the king held a great feast, and asked
thither all her suitors; and they all sat in a row, ranged
according to their rank-kings, and princes, and dukes, and
earls, and counts, and barons, and knights. Then the princess
came in, and as she passed by them she had something spiteful
to say to every one. The first was too fat: "He's as round as
a tub," said she. The next was too tall: What a maypole!"
said she. The next was too short: "What a dumpling!" said
she. The fourth was too pale, and she called him Wallface."
The fifth was too red, so she called him Coxcomb." The
sixth was not straight enough; so she said he was like a
green stick, that had been laid to dry over a baker's oven.
And thus she had some joke to crack upon every one: but
she laughed more than all at a good king whose chin grew out
rather too prominently. "Look at him," said she; "his chin
is like a thrush's beak; he shall be called Thrush-beard."
So the king got the nickname of Thrush-beard.
But the old king was very angry when he saw how his


daughter behaved, and how she ill-treqted all his guests; and
he vowed that, willing or unwilling, she should marry the
first man, be he prince or beggar, that came to the door.
Two days after there came by a travelling fiddler, who
began to play under the window and beg alms; and when
the king heard him, he said, "Let him come in." So they
brought in a dirty-looking fellow; and when he had sung
before the king and the princess, he begged a boon. Then the
king said, You have sung so well, that I will give you my
daughter for your wife." The princess begged and prayed; but
the king said, "I have sworn to give you to the first comer,
and I will keep my word." So words and tears were of no
avail; the parson was sent for, and she was married to the
fiddler. When this was over the king said, "Now get ready
to go-you must not stay here-you must travel on with
your husband."
Then the fiddler went his way, and took her with him,
and they soon came to a great wood. Pray," said she,
"whose is this wood ?" It belongs to King Thrush-beard,"
answered he; hadst thou taken him, all had been thine."
"Ah! unlucky wretch that I am !" sighed she; would that I
had married King Thrush-beard!" Next they came to some
fine meadows. "Whose are these beautiful green meadows ?"
said she. They belong to King Thrush-beard; hadst thou
taken him, they had all been thine." Ah! unlucky wretch
that I am!" said she; "would that I had married King
Then they. came to a great city. Whose is this noble
city?" said she. "It belongs to King Thrush-beard; hadst
thou taken him, it had all been thine." Ah wretch that I
am!" sighed she; why did I not marry King Thrush-beard ?"
"That is no business of mine," said the fiddler "why

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should you wish for another husband am not I good enough
for you ?"
At last they came to a small cottage. What a paltry
place!" said she; "to whom does that little dirty hole
belong?" Then the fiddler said, "That is your and my
house, where we are to live." Where are your servants ?"
cried she. "What do we want with servants?" said he:
"you must do for yourself whatever is to be done. Now
make the fire, and put on water and cook my supper, for I am
very tired." But the princess knew nothing of making fires
and cooking, and the fiddler was forced to help her. When
they had eaten a very scanty meal they went to bed; but
the fiddler called her up very early in the morning to clean
the house. Thus they lived for two days; and when they
had eaten up all there was in the cottage, the man said
"Wife, we can't go on thus, spending money and earning
nothing. You must learn to weave baskets." Then he went
out and cut willows, and brought them home, and she began
to weave; but it made her fingers very sore. I see this work
won't do," said he: try and spin; perhaps you will do that
better." So she sat down and tried to spin; but the threads
cut her tender fingers till the blood ran. "See now," said
the fiddler, "you are good for nothing; you can do no work:
what a bargain I have got I However, I'll try and set up a
trade in pots and pans, and you shall stand in the market
and sell them." "Alas !" sighed she, if any of my father's
court should pass by and see me standing in the market, how
they will laugh at me."
But her husband did not care for that, and said she must
work if she did not wish to die of hunger. At first the trade
went well; for many people, seeing such a beautiful woman,
went to buy her wares, and paid their money without


thinking of taking away the goods. They lived on this as
long as it lasted; and then her husband bought a fresh lot of
ware, and she sat herself down with it in the corner of the
market; but a drunken soldier soon came by, and rode his
horse against her stall, and broke all her goods into a thou-
sand pieces. Then she began to cry, and knew not what to
do. Ah what will become of me ?" said she; "what will
my husband say?" So she ran home and told him all.
"Who would have thought you would have been so silly,"
said he, as to put an earthenware stall in the corner of the
market, where everybody passes? But let us have no more
crying; I see you are not fit for this sort of work, so I have
been to the king's palace, and asked if they did not want a
kitchen-maid; and they say they will take you, and there you
will have plenty to eat."
Thus the princess became a kitchen-maid, and helped the
cook to do all the dirtiest work; but she was allowed to
carry home some of the meat that was left, and on this they
She had not been there long before she heard that the
king's eldest son was passing by, going to be married; and
she went to one of the windows and looked out. Everything
was ready, and all the pomp and brightness of the court was
there. Then she bitterly grieved for the pride and folly
which had brought her so low. And the servants gave her
some of the rich meats, which she put into her basket to take
All on a sudden, as she was going out, in came the king's
son in golden clothes; and when he saw a beautiful woman at
the door, he took her by the hand, and said she should be his
partner in the dance; but she trembled for fear, for she saw
that it was King Thrush-beard, who was making sport of


her. However, he kept fast hold, and led her in; and the
cover of the basket came off, so that the meats in it fell all
about. Then everybody laughed and jeered at her; and she
was so abashed, that she wished herself a thousand feet deep
in the earth. She sprang to the door to run away; but on the
steps King Thrush-beard overtook her, and brought her back
and said, Fear me not! I am the fiddler who has lived with
you in the hut. I brought you there because I really loved
you. I am also the soldier that overset your stall. I have
done all this only to cure you of your silly pride, and to show
you the folly of your ill-treatment of me. Now all is over; you
have learnt wisdom, and it is time to hold our marriage feast."
Then the chamberlains came and brought her the most
beautiful robes; and her father and his whole court were
there already, and welcomed her home on her marriage. Joy
was in every face and every heart. The feast was grand: they
danced and sang: all were merry; and I only wish that you
and I had been of the party.



( 68 )


SOME men are born to good luck: all they do or try to do
comes right:-all that falls to them is so much gain:-all
their geese are swans:-all their cards are trumps:-toss
them which way you will, they will always, like poor puss,
alight upon their legs, and only move on so much the faster.
The world may very likely not always think of them as they
think of themselves, but what care they for the world ? what
can it know about the matter ?
One of these lucky beings was neighbour Hans. Seven
long years he had worked hard for his master. At last he
said, "Master, my time is up; I must go home and see my
poor mother once more: so pray pay me my wages and let
me go." And the master said, "You have been a faithful
and good servant, Hans, so your pay shall be handsome."
Then he gave him a lump of silver as big as his head.
Hans took out his pocket-handkerchief, put the piece of
silver into it, threw it over his shoulder, and jogged off on
his road homewards. As he went lazily on, dragging one
foot after another, a man came in sight, trotting gaily
along on a capital horse. Ah !" said Hans, aloud, "what
a fine thing it is to ride on horseback! There he sits as
easy and happy as if he were at home in the chair by his
fireside; he trips against no stones, saves shoe-leather, and
gets on he hardly knows how." Hans did not speak so softly


but that the horseman heard it all, and said, Well, friend,
why do you go on foot then?" "Ah!" said he, "I have
this load to carry: to be sure it is
silver, but it is so heavy that I
can't hold up my head, and you
must know it hurts my shoulder
sadly." "What do you say to our
making an exchange?" said the horse-
man. "I will give you my horse,
and you shall give me the silver; -
which will save you a great deal of -
trouble in carrying such a heavy
load about with you." With all my heart," said Hans: "but
as you are so kind to me, I must tell you one thing-you
will have a weary task to drag that silver about with you."
However, the horseman got off, took the silver, helped Hans
up, gave him the bridle into one hand and the whip into the
other, and said, When you want to go very fast, smack
your lips loudly together, and cry 'Jip!' "
Hans was delighted as he sat on the horse, drew himself
up, squared his elbows, turned out his toes, cracked his whip,
and rode merrily off; one minute whistling a merry tune,
and another singing,
"No care and no sorrow,
A fig for the morrow !
We'll laugh and be merry,
Sing high down derry !"
After a time he thought he should like to go a little faster,
so he smacked his lips and cried "Jip !" Away went the
horse full gallop; and before Hans knew what he was about
he was thrown off, and lay on his back by the road-side. His
horse would have run off, if a shepherd who had passed by,


driving a cow, had not stopped it. Hans soon came to him-
self, and got upon his legs again, sadly vexed, and said to the
shepherd, This riding is no joke, when a man has the luck
to get upon a beast like
this, that stumbles and
Sr flings one off as if it would
break one's neck. However,
I'm off now once for all: I
Like your cow, now, a great
deal better than this smart
beast that played me this
-:' trick, and has spoiled my
best coat, you see, in this
puddle; which, by-the-by, smells not very like a nosegay.
One can walk along at one's leisure behind that cow-
keep good company, and have milk, butter, and cheese,
every day, into the bargain. What would I give to have such
a prize!" "Well," said the shepherd, "if you are so fond
of her, I will change my cow for your horse; I like to do
good to my neighbours, even though I lose by it myself."
"Done!" said Hans, merrily. "What a noble heart that
good man has!" thought he. Then the shepherd jumped
upon the horse, wished Hans and the cow good morning, and
away he rode.
Hans brushed his coat, wiped his face and hands, rested
awhile, and then drove off his cow quietly, and thought his
bargain a very lucky one. "If I have only a piece of bread
(and I certainly shall always be able to get that), I can,
whenever I like, eat my butter and cheese with it; and when
I am thirsty I can milk my cow and drink the milk: and
what can I wish for more?" When he came to an inn he
halted, ate up all his bread, and gave away his last penny for


a glass of beer. When he had rested himself he set off again,
driving his cow towards his mother's village. But the heat
grew greater as noon came on, till at last, as he found him-
self on a wide heath that would take him more than an hour
to cross, he began to be so hot and parched that his tongue
clave to the roof of his mouth. I can find a cure for this,"
thought he; "now I will milk my cow and quench my
thirst;" so he tied her to the stump of a tree, and held his
leather cap to milk into; but not a drop was to be had.
Who would have thought that this cow, which was to bring
him milk and butter and cheese, was all the time utterly dry ?
Hans had not thought of looking to that.
While he was trying his luck in milking, and managing
the matter very clumsily, the uneasy beast began to think
him very troublesome; and at last gave him such a kick on
the head as knocked him down; and there he lay a long while
senseless. Luckily a butcher soon came by, driving a pig in
a wheelbarrow. What is the matter with you, my man ?"
said the butcher, as he helped him up. Hans told him what
had happened, how he was dry and wanted to milk his cow,
but found that the cow was dry too. Then the butcher gave
him a flask of ale, saying, There, drink and refresh yourself;
your cow will give you no milk: don't you see she is an old
beast, good for nothing but the slaughter-house?" "Alas,
alas!" said Hans, "who would have thought it? What a
shame to take my horse, and give me only a dry cow! If I
kill her, what will she be good for? I hate cow-beef; it is
not tender enough for me. If it were a pig now-like that
fat gentleman you are driving along at his ease-one could
do something with it; it would at any rate make sausages."
" Well," said the butcher, I don't like to say no, when one
is asked to do a kind, neighbourly thing. To please you I


will change, and give you my fine fat pig for the cow."
"Heaven reward you for your kindness and self-denial!" said
Hans, as he gave the butcher
the cow; and taking the pig
S off the wheel-barrow, drove it
away, holding it by the
string that was tied to its
--- So on he jogged, and all
Seemed now to go right with
.. him: he had met with some
misfortunes, to be sure; but
he was now well repaid for all. How could it be otherwise
with such a travelling companion as he had at last got?
The next man he met was a countryman carrying a fine
white goose. The countryman stopped to ask what was
o'clock; this led to further chat; and Hans told him all his
luck, how he had made so many good bargains, and how all
the world went gay and smiling with him. The countryman
then began to tell his tale, and said he was going to take the
goose to a christening. "Feel," said he, how heavy it is,
and yet it is only eight weeks old. Whoever roasts and eats
it will find plenty of fat upon it; it has lived so well!"
"You're right," said Hans, as he weighed it in his hand;
"but if you talk of fat, my pig is no trifle." Meantime the
countryman began to look grave, and shook his head. Hark
ye!" said he, "my worthy friend, you seem a good sort of
fellow, so I can't help doing you a kind turn. Your pig may
get you into a scrape. In the village I just came from, the
squire has had a pig stolen out of his sty. I was dreadfully
afraid when I saw you that you had got the squire's pig. If
you have, and they catch you, it will be a bad job for you.


The least they'll do will be to throw you into the horse-
pond. Can you swim ?"
Poor Hans was sadly frightened. "Good man," cried he,
"Pray get me out of this scrape. I know nothing of where
the pig was either bred or born; but he may have been the
squire's for aught I can tell:
you know this country better
than I do, take my pig and give j
me the goose." "I ought to
have something into the
bargain," said the countryman;
"give a fat goose for a pig,
indeed! 'Tis not every one
would do so much for you as
that. However, I will not bear "
hard upon you, as you are in
trouble." Then he took the string in his hand, and drove off
the pig by a side path; while Hans went on the way home-
wards free from care. "After all," thought he, that chap is
pretty well taken in. I don't care whose pig it is, but
wherever it came from it has been a very good friend to me.
I have much the best of the bargain. First there will be a
capital roast; then the fat will find me in goose-grease for six
months; and then there are all the beautiful white feathers.
I will put them into my pillow, and then I am sure I shall
sleep soundly without rocking. How happy my mother will
be! Talk of a pig, indeed! Give me a fine fat goose."
As he came to the next village, he saw a scissors-grinder
with his wheel, working and singing,
"O'er hill and o'er dale
So happy I roam,
Work light and live well,
All the world is my home;
Who then so blythe, so merry as I ? "


Hans stood looking on for awhile, and at last said, You
must be well off, master grinder you seem so happy at your
work." "Yes," said the other, mine is a golden trade; a
good grinder never puts his hand into his pocket without
finding money in it:-but where did you get that beautiful
goose?" "I did not buy it, 1 gave a pig for it." "And
where did you get the pig ?" "I gave a cow for it." "And
the cow ?" "I gave a horse for it." "And the horse ?" "I
gave a lump of silver as big as my head for him." And
the silver ?" Oh! I worked hard for that seven long years."
"You have thriven well in the woll hitherto," said the
grinder; "now if you could find money in your pocket when-
ever you put your hand into it,
your fortune would be made."
Very true: but how is that to be
managed ?" How ? Why you
must turn grinder like me, to be
sure," said the other; "you only
want a grindstone; the rest will
Some of itself. Here is one that is
but little the worse for wear: I
would not ask more than the value
S of your goose for it:-will you
buy ?" How can you ask ?" said
i Hans; "I should be the happiest
Sman in the world, if I could have
,. money whenever I put my hand in
,i^':"-'^ my pocket; what could I want
S more? there's the goose." "Now,"
said the grinder, as he gave him
a common whetstone that lay by his side, this is a most
capital stone; do but work it well enough, and you can make
an old nail cut with it."


Hans took the stone, and went his way with a light heart:
his eyes sparkled for joy, and he said to himself, Surely 1

must have been born in a lucky hour; everything I could
want or wish for comes of itself. People are so kind; they


seem really to think I do them a favour in letting them make
me rich, and giving me good bargains."
Meantime he began to be tired, and hungry too, for he
had given away his last penny in his joy at getting the cow.
At last he could go no farther, for the stone tired him
sadly; and he dragged himself to the side of a river, that he
might take a drink of water and rest awhile. So he laid the
stone carefully by his side on the bank; but, as he stooped
down to drink, he forgot it, pushed it a little, and down it
rolled, plump into the stream.
For awhile he watched it sinking in the deep clear water;
then sprang up and danced for joy, and again fell upon his
knees and thanked Heaven, with tears in his eyes, for its
kindness in taking away his only plague, the ugly heavy
How happy am I!" cried he; nobody was ever so lucky
as I." Then up he got with a light heart, free from all
his troubles, and walked on till he reached his mother's house,
and told her how very easy the road to good luck was.


( 79 )


THERE was once a rich and prosperous miller, who, with his
wife, lived a very happy life. But ill-luck comes in a night-
time; the miller became poor, and at last he could hardly call
the mill in which he sat his own. All day he went about
sadly, and when he lay down to sleep he found no rest, but
passed the whole night in sorrowful thoughts.
One morning he got up before daylight, and went out into
the fresh air. There, thought he, my heart will perhaps be
lighter. He was walking sadly up and down by his mill-dam,
when he suddenly heard a rustling in the reeds, and on
looking round, he saw the white figure of a woman rising out
of the water. He knew she must be the Nixie of the pond,
and was so frightened that he did not know whether to
run away or stand still there. Whilst he thus hesitated the
Nixie began to speak, and calling him by name, she asked
him why he was so sad. The miller took heart on hearing
her speak kindly to him, and told her how rich and happy
he had been, and that he was now so poor that for want and
anxiety he hardly knew what to do.
Then the Nixie spoke cheeringly to him, and promised that
he should be richer and happier than he had ever been, if
he would give her whatever creature was just then the
youngest in his house.


The miller thought she wanted a puppy or a kitten, so he
promised her what she asked, and went cheerfully back to his
mill. But just outside the door the maid-servant came up
smiling, and called out to him that his wife had given birth
to a little boy. The poor miller stood still, he could not now
feel any joy at the birth of his son, which he had not ex-
pected so soon. Sadly he entered the house and told his wife
and the relations who were assembled there what he had
vowed to the Nixie. Oh, let all the good fortune which she
has promised me go, if I can only save my child!" cried he.
But none knew what to advise him, except that the child
must always be carefully watched, so that it might not go
near the pond.
The child grew fast; and the miller in the meantime got
back his money and land by degrees, and it was not long before
he was richer than he had ever been before. But he could
not enjoy his good fortune thoroughly, for he was continually
thinking of his vow, and he feared that the Nixie would
sooner or later demand its fulfilment.
But year after year passed by, and the boy grew up and
learnt woodcraft, and as he was a clever huntsman, the squire
of the village took him into his service; and the huntsman
soon took a young wife, and they lived very happily together.
But once, when he was chasing a young roebuck, it ran out
into the open field, whither he eagerly followed and soon shot
it. He ran up to it directly to skin and dress it, not noticing
that he was close to the pond which he had always carefully
avoided from his childhood. He had soon finished skinning
it, and went to the water to wash the blood from his hands;
but hardly had he put them in the water when the Nixie rose
up and clasping him with her wet arms, she dragged him
down and the water closed over them.


When the huntsman did not come home, his wife grew very
anxious, and when on making a search for him they found
his game-bag by the mill-pond, she had no longer any doubt
as to what had happened to him. Without pause or rest she
wandered day and night round the pond crying and calling
for her husband. At last from very exhaustion she fell into
a sleep, and dreamed that she was going through a field
covered with flowers and she came to a hut where a witch
lived, who promised to get her husband back for her. When
she awoke in the morning, she resolved to follow the indication
and seek out the witch. So she set off and soon came to the
field covered with flowers, and to the hut in which the
sorceress lived. She told her about her sorrow, and said she
had been sent to her by a dream for advice and help.
Then the witch told her she must go at the next full moon
to the pond, and there comb out her black hair with a golden
comb, and then lay the comb on the bank. The huntsman's
young wife rewarded the witch handsomely and betook herself
The time went very slowly until the new moon, but when
at last it came she went to the pond and combed her black hair
with a golden comb, and when she had done she laid the comb
on the bank and looked impatiently into the water.
Then there was a boiling and bubbling from the bottom
of the pond, and a wave washed the comb off the bank, and
a little while afterwards her husband's head appeared out of
the water, and looked sadly at her; but another wave came
directly and the head disappeared again without having been
able to utter a word.
The pond lay calm again in the moonlight, and the hunts-
man's wife was no better off than before.
Again she watched night and day until she sank exhausted


into a sleep, and the same dream which had before sent her
to the witch came to her once more. Again she went
through the flower-covered field to the hut and told the witch
of her distress. The witch told her this time to go again to
the pond at full moon, and to play on a golden flute, and then
lay it on the bank.
So when the full moon came, the huntsman's wife went to
the pond and played on a golden flute, and then laid it down
beside her. Then there was a boiling and a bubbling from
the bottom of the pond, and a wave washed the flute off the
bank, and immediately the huntsman's head appeared out of
the water, and he rose higher and higher till his chest was
quite out of the water, and he stretched out his arms towards
his wife. Then another wave came over him and drew him
in again.
His wife was standing on the bank full of joy and hope;
but now, when her husband disappeared again in the water,
she sank down in despair.
But again the dream came to comfort her, and sent her to
the flower-covered field and the witch's hut. This time the
witch told her she must go to the pond as soon as it was full
moon, and spin with a golden spinning-wheel, and then set
it on the bank. When the moon was full, the huntsman's wife
did so; she went to the pond, and sat down, and spun with a
golden wheel, and then set it on the bank.
Then there was a boiling and bubbling from the bottom of
the pond, and a wave washed the golden wheel from the bank,
and immediately the huntsman's head rose from the water,
and he rose higher and higher till at last he stood on the bank
and fell into his wife's arms.
Then the water boiled and bubbled and washed far over the
bank, and carried them both in each other's arms along with


it. In her anxiety, the huntsman's wife called on the witch
to help them, and suddenly she was changed into a tortoise,
and he into a frog; they could not keep together, the water
washed them away in different directions, and when the flood
was over, they had both, it is true, turned into human beings
again, but each was in an unknown place, and neither of
them knew anything of the other.
The huntsman resolved to be a shepherd, and his wife, too,
became a shepherdess; and they tended their flocks a long
distance from each other for many years.
But it happened once that the shepherd went to the place
where the shepherdess lived. The neighbourhood pleased him
very much, and he saw that it was fruitful and well suited for
pasturing his flocks, so he brought his sheep thither, and
tended them as usual, and the shepherd and shepherdess
became good friends, but they did not recognize each other.
But one evening as they were sitting together by moon-
light, watching their flocks grazing, and the shepherd was
playing on his flute, the sheplherdess thought of that even-
ing when she had played on the golden flute by moonlight
beside the pond, and she could not restrain her tears, but
began crying bitterly. The shepherd asked her why she
cried so, and she told him all that had happened to her.
Then it seemed as if scales fell from the shepherd's eyes and
he recognized his wife, and told her who he was, and then
they returned joyfully to their home again, and lived there
quietly and happily together.

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THEiRE was once a. widow who had two daughters-one of whom
was pretty and industrious; whilst the other was ugly and
idle. But she was much fonder of the ugly and idle one,
because she was her own daughter, and the other, who was
a step-daughter, was obliged to do all the work, and be the
Cinderella in the house. Every day had the poor girl to sit
in thg highway near to a well, and spin and spin till her
fingers bled. Now it happened that one day the shuttle was
marked with her blood, so she dipped it in the well, intending
to wash the mark off; but it jumped out of her hand and fell
to the bottom. She began to weep, and, running to her step-
mother, told her of her mishap. But she scolded her sharply,
and was so unpitying as to say, Since you have let the
shuttle fall in, you may go fetch it out again."
So the girl went back to the well, and did not know what-
ever she should do; and in the sorrow of her heart she
jumped into the water, to get the shuttle. She lost all
consciousness; but when she woke up and came to herself
she was in a lovely meadow where the sun was shining
and many thousands of flowers bloomed. Along this meadow
she went, and at last came to a baker's oven full of bread, and
the bread cried out, Oh, take me out! take me out! or else
I shall burn; I was done long ago!" So she went up to it,


and took out all the loaves one after another with the bread-
shovel. After that she went on till she came to a tree
covered with apples, which called out to her, "Oh, shake
me! shake me! we apples are all ripe!" So she shook the
tree till the apples fell like rain, and went on shaking till
there were no more left on; and when she had gathered
them all into a heap, she went on her way.
At last she came to a little house, out of which an old


woman popped her head; but she had such large teeth that
the girl was frightened, and was about to run away. But
the old woman called out to her, What are you afraid of,
dear child? Stay with me; if you will do all the work in
the house properly you shall get something good. You
must only take care to make my bed well and to shake it
thoroughly till the feathers fly-for then there is snow on
the earth. I am Mother Holle."*
In some parts of Germany when it snows they say Mother Holle is
making her bed."


When the old woman spoke so kindly, the girl took courage
-consented, and set about her work. She attended to every-
thing to the satisfaction of her mistress, and shook her bed
so vigorously that the feathers flew about like snow-flakes.
Consequently she had a pleasant life; not an angry word;
and boiled or roast meat every day.
She had now been some time with Mother Holle, when she
became melancholy. At first she did not know what was the
matter, but found at length that it was home-sickness:
although she was a thousand times better off here than at
home, still she had a longing to return. At last she said to
the old woman, I have a longing for home; and though I
am so well off here, yet remain any longer I cannot; I must
go back again to my own people." Mother Holle said, I am
pleased that you long for your home again, and since you have
served me so truly I myself will see you off." Thereupon she
took her by the hand, and led her to a large door. The door
was opened, and as the maiden stood just beneath the door-
way, a heavy shower of golden rain fell, and the gold remained
hanging upon her, so that she was completely covered over
with it. This is because you have been so industrious," said
Mother Holle; and at the same time she gave her back the
shuttle which she had let fall into the well. Thereupon the
door closed, and the maiden found herself upon the earth, not
far from her mother's house. And as she came into the yard
the cock stood upon the well-side, and cried
"Cock-a-doodle-doo !
Golden young lady, oh, welcome to you !"
So she went in to her mother, and since she was so
decked out with gold she was well received, both by her and
by her sister.
The girl related all that had happened to her; and as soon


as the mother heard how she had come by so much wealth,
she was very anxious to obtain the same good luck for the
other ugly and lazy daughter. She had to set herself down

by the well; and in order that her shuttle might be stained
with blood she pricked her finger and stuck her hand in a thorn
bush. Then she threw her shuttle into the well, and jumped


in after it. She arrived, like the other, at the beautiful
meadow and walked along the very same path. When she
got to the oven the bread cried out again, Oh, take me out!
take me out! or else I shall burn; I was done long ago !" But
the lazy thing answered, Why should I wish to make myself
smutty ?" and on she went. Soon she came to the apple-tree,
which cried out, Oh, shake me! shake me! we apples are all
ripe!" But she answered, You are quite right; one of you
might fall on my head," and so went on. When she came to
the door of Mother Holle's house she was not afraid, for she
had already heard of her big teeth; and she accordingly en-
gaged herself to her. The first day she set herself to work
diligently, and obeyed Mother Holle when she told her to do
anything, for she was thinking of all the gold that she would
give her. But on the second day she began to get lazy,
and on the third day still more so, and she would not get
up in the morning. Neither did she make Mother Holle's
bed as she ought, and did not shake it so as to make the
feathers fly out. Mother Holle was soon t:red of this, and
gave her notice to leave. The lazy girl was willing enough
to go; and now, thought she, the golden rain will come.
Mother Holle led her to the door; but as she stood there a
big kettle full of pitch was upset over her. That is the
reward of your service," said Mother Holle, and shut the
door. So home the lazy one went; but she was covered
with pitch, and the cock on the well-side, as soon as he saw
her, cried out-
Cock-a-doodle-doo !
Oh, pitchy young lady, good morning to you!"
But the pitch stuck fast to her, and could not be got off as
long as she lived.

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