Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 The story of the Elfin Plough
 The story of little Maia
 The story of the elves of the fairy...
 The story of the nine mountain...
 The story of Johnny and Lisbet...
 The story of the little fisher...
 Back Cover

Group Title: Little folks books.
Title: Bo-Peep story books
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Title: Bo-Peep story books Little Maia, The fairy forest, The elfin plough, The nine mountains, Johnny and Lisbeth, The little fisher boy
Series Title: Little folks books
Alternate Title: Fairy forest
Little Maia
Fairy forest
Elfin plough
Nine mountains
Johnny and Lisbeth
Little fisher boy
Physical Description: 1 v. (unpaged) : ill. ; 13 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Chatelain, Clara de, 1807-1876 ( Editor )
Leavitt & Allen ( Publisher )
Publisher: Leavitt & Allen
Place of Publication: New York
Publication Date: [between 1852-1862]
Subject: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Fairy tales -- 1857   ( rbgenr )
Children's stories -- 1857   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1857
Genre: Fairy tales   ( rbgenr )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
Statement of Responsibility: edited by Madame de Chatelain
General Note: Date from publisher's authority file.
General Note: Each story has separate illustrated t.p. with editor information.
Funding: Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
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Bibliographic ID: UF00055343
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
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oclc - 57568327

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Cover 1
        Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Title Page
    The story of the Elfin Plough
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
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    The story of little Maia
        Page 16
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    The story of the elves of the fairy forest
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    The story of the nine mountains
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    The story of Johnny and Lisbeth
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    The story of the little fisher boy
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    Back Cover
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THERE once lived a peasant in Rodenkirchen, who
was extremely poor, but an honest, pious man ; and
every morning, as he went to his work, he would kneel
down before a stone cross that stood on his road, and
say his prayers. One day, while performing his usual
devotions, he perceived a very brilliant worm, such as
he hadnever seen before, running up and down the cross,
as if he wanted to get away, or was frightened. The
peasant took no furthernotice of him the first time, but
when, on the two following mornings, he saw him wrig-
gling about after the same fashion, le began to be half
uneasy, and said to himself: Can this be a little clf?
He runs about, for all the world, as though lie had a
bad conscience, and would fain get away yet could
not." For he had heard his father tell, that when-
ever one of the little under-ground people touch any
consecrated object, they are holdfast and cannot escape
from it. So he seized the worm between his fingers,
and, in spite of its resistance, he pulled it away, wben

he found he was holding by one lock an ugly little
black fellow, scarcely six times the height of one's
thumb, who screamed and struggled as hard as he
could. The peasant, though horrified at this sudden
transformation, had sufficient presence of mind to keep
a firm hold of his prize, and said: Wait a bit, my lit-
tle man, I'll teach you better manners." And with
this he gave him a thrashing, when the little fellow
began to whimper and to beg the peasant to let him
go. "No, no, my little master," quoth the peasant,
" you shall not stir till you have told me who you are,
and how you came here, and what you can do to earn
an honest penny." The manikin grinned, and shook
his head, but would not speak a word. "Hooho!"
cried the peasant, I see I must dust your jitcket a
little more." And thereupon he beat him till his arm
ached, but all to no purpose; the little black elf remain-
ed as mute as the grave, for this species is the most mis-
chievous and obstinate of all the under-ground spirits.
Seeing there was no getting a word out of him, the
peasant took him home, and put him into an iron trap,
which he placed in a cold, dark chamber, and laying
heavy stone on the top of the lid, so that le should

not get out, he said: "There, my little man, there
shall you remain and freeze till you are black in the
face, unless you learn better manners."
And the peasant went into the chamber twice a
week, to see if his prisoner had come to his senses;
but the little fellow remained dumb. This lasted
for about six weeks, when the black elf grew tame,
and at last cried out to the peasant, that if he would
but let him out of his nasty prison, he would do what-
ever he wished. The peasant bid him first tell him
how he had come into his power. "That you know
as well as I do," replied the black elf, "or you would not
have caught me as you did. You see I came too near
the cross, which we little people are not allowed to do,
underlain of being held fast and becoming visible.
Therefore I changed myself into a worm, in the hopes
of not being recognized by any mortal man. Still we
never can get away unless a human being takes us off;
therefore we must choose between two evils; for if it
is disagreeable to be detained, it is scarcely less so to
be handled by mortals, of whom we have a natural ab-
horrence." "Nay, then," exclaimed thepeasant, "there
is not much love lost between us; and if you come to

that, I am sure I have as great a horror of you, my
black friend, as you can possibly entertain for me. So
let us make our bargain at once, and have done."
"Say what you require," returned the elf; "gold, jr
silver, or precious stones shall be yours in a moment."
"No," replied the peasant, "these things only turn
people's heads, and make them grow idle and fretful,
so I'll have none of them. But as you are such cle-
ver smiths, you must swear you will make me an iron
plough that the smallest colt will be able to draw with-
out ever getting tired, and then you may take to your
heels as fast as you like."
The black elf took the oath that was required of
him, and the peasant immediately set him free
On the following morning, before dawn, thertstood
an iron plough in the peasant's farm yard. It look-
ed the same size as an ordinary plough, but when he
put his dog to it, the animal drew it with the utmost
ease through the most clayey soil, and the furrows it
traced were very deep ones. The peasant used this
plough for many years, and the smallest colt or the
sorriest donkey could draw it without turning a hair,
to the surprise of all his neighbours. In time the

plough enriched the peasant. as it cost him scarcely
anything in horse flesh, and he married and lived very

comfortably, and brought up his sons in habits of in-
dustry, often repeating to them his favourite maxim,
that those who are moderate in their wishes, are sure
to grow rich enough to be happy.
On his death-bed the peasant revealed the secret of
the plough to his children, but it served them nothing.

for the breath was no sooner out of their father's bcly
than it lost all its virtues, and became just the same
as an ordinary plough. The elder son, Kunz, mur-
mured very much at this, and often observed to his
brother, that he wished their father had been a little
less moderate in his wishes, and had asked for gold or
precious stones, as something would then have re-
mained for them; and he generally concluded by ob-
serving, that if he ever met with a similar piece of luck,
he should know how to turn it to far greater advan-
tage. And from that time nothing ran in Kunz's
head but the wish to get either a black or a brown elf
into his power, and become a wealthy man. So while
his younger brother Fritz was toiling from morning
till night to improve his share of the estate their fa-
ther had left them, Kunz was generally asleep all day
under some hay stack, the natural consequence of
spending his nights in searching for some token be-
longing to the little under-ground people, or such a
worm as his father had met with. Kunz never found
a worm, but he managed at length to pick up a glass
shoe belonging to a brown elf, which was every bit as
good. No sooner had he secured this prize, than he

went towards midnight to the nine mountains near
Rambin, and called out lustily: Kunz of Roden-
kirchen has found a glass shoe. Who'll buy? who'll
Accordingly, as soon as the time came round when
the owner of the shoe was allowed to come out of the
ground by daylight, he came in the disguise of a mer-
chant, and knocked at Kunz's door, and inquired
whether he had glass shoes to sell, as there was just
now a great demand for them? Kunz answered, that
he had a glass shoe, but so small and so elegant that
it was not every body's money. The merchant, hav-
ing asked to see it, observed, that there was nothing
very particular about the shoe, yet lie was willing to
give a thousand dollars for it. But Kunz laughed
contemptuously, and informed the merchant, that un-
less he could manage so that he should find a ducat
in every furrow he turned up, he might e'en go and
seek another market for glass shoes. So, when the
merchant found that all his twisting and turning was
of no avail, he at length gave way, the bargain was
effected, and Kunz gave up the shoe on his swearing
to do his bidding. The moment the merchant was

gone, Kunz ran to the stable, and putting his horses
to the plough, went to the nearest piece of land, and



no sooner had he broken the ground, than out jump-
ed a ducat; and this was repeated every time he trac-
ed a fresh furrow. From that day there was no end

to Kunz's ploughing. He bought eight new horses,
besides the eight he already possessed, and their man-
gers were always full of oats, in order that two fresh
horses might be in readiness every two hours. Thus
would he plough from dawn till past midnight, both
summer and winter, except, indeed, when the earth
was quite frozen. And as, in order to keep his own
secret, he had never allowed anybody to help him, he
was much more jaded than his horses, who had plenty
of rest and fodder, and he grew pale and morose, and
scarcely took any notice of either his wife or his chil-
dren, for instead of leading a pleasant life with his
newly acquired wealth, he only thought of obtaining
more, and of counting over what he already possessed.
His wife and his neighbours pitied him for having be-
come so silent and so sad, and thought he must be
half out of his wits, and that he would ruin himself
with keeping so many horses; but his brother Fritz
suspected what had happened, and sometimes he could
no, 1, frain from observing to him: Moderate wishes
make a man prosper,' as our father used to say." But
all advice was lost upon him, and the ill-fated Kunz,
after leading this strange life for a couple of years, wi

there and died of his thirst for gold, in the prime of
manhood. After his death, his wife searched the cel-
lar, at her brother-in-law's suggestion, and found two
large chests full of new ducats; so the children were

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well provided for, and became rich landed proprietors,
but what gratification did Master Kunz ever derive
from his hard-earned wealth?
Fritz, though a much younger was a far wiser man.

He did not lose his time in seeking for bright worms
nor glass shoes, and this was, perhaps, just the reason
why Fortune, of her own accord, threw in his way a
minute silver bell, belonging to the cap of a brown elf,
one day as he was pasturing his flock at Patzig, half
a mile distant from the mountains. The elf took
successively the shape of different birds and beasts to
look for his bell, but as it happened that Fritz had ta-
ken his herd away the very next day to another dis-
trict, his search proved in vain. At last, however,
after ransacking all the magpies' nests, the elf flew as
a bird over the water near Unruh, where Fritz's flock
was grazing, and where he heard the tinkling of a
number of bells round the sheep's necks; and as he
soared in the air he sang:

Ding, ding, ding,
Can ye tell
Where's my bell?
Rich are you,
Ram or ewe,
Whosoe'er that bell may ring.

On hearing these strange words, Fritz said to him-

self: If he likes the music of the sheep's bells, I won
.der what he would say to my silver bell?" And here


upon he made it tinkle its pretty little music. The
bird immediately disappeared behind a bush, and step-
ped forth as an aged crone, who came and asked Fritz
if he would sell his little bell, as she wanted it to

amuse her grandchild. But Fritz said he could not
part with it, for his sheep obeyed its call, and besides,
he liked its pleasant sound. She then offered him a
handful of gold; but as he truly said: "Gold has not
half so sweet a sound." The old woman then shewed
him a white staff, curiously carved with the figures of
our first parents tending their flocks in Eden, saying:
"Then I will give you this staff in exchange for your
bell, and so long as you drive your flocks with it, so
long will your lambs be fatter four weeks sooner than
any body else's, and each of your sheep will yield two
pounds more wool than other people's sheep." Fritz
liked the notion of such a staff, and without more ado
he struck the bargain, and gave up the bell, when the
old dame melted away like a cloud of mist.
And a good bargain indeed it proved. Every sea-
son added to Fritz's wealth, and in a few years he be-
came the richest farmer in Riigen, and purchased the
manor at Grabitz, which conferred nobility upon him,
and he brought up his sons and daughters as young
gentlemen and ladies. And better still, he was look-
ed up to as the best and wisest man throughout the

land. So that he had good reason to congratulate
himself on not having grasped at too much, like his

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botl.er, but rather: chosen the prudent example set
him by his father.


hit tle tain ,

ith hiq wiahntir e tlhattlain.

THERE once lived a woman, who so regretted not bav.
ing any children, that she at last applied to an old
witch, telling her she would be reduced to beg, bor-
row, or even steal an infant, unless she could assist
her to find one. There is no need to do that," said
the witch; "only take this barleycorn, which is of
quite a different kind to what ploughmen sow in the
fields, and plant it in a flower pot, and you will see
what a rare blossom it will bring you."
The woman thanked her, and gave her twelve shil-
lings; and the moment she reached home she planted
the barleycorn, that soon grew up into a beautiful
large flower, that seemed to promise to be something
like a tulip, as far as could be judged from the bud.
The woman was delighted at the sight of it, but her
raptures were unbounded when the leaves unfolded
and discovered the most exquisite and delicately-
formed little girl, not above an inch high, to whom
she gave the name of Maia.
A neatly varnished walnut shell made a cradle
for the diminutive creature; her mattress was of vio-

lets, and a rose leaf served as her counterpane. Dur-
ing the day-time she played on the table, where her
foster mother had placed a plate, encircled by a wreath
of flowers, with their stems in water. A large tulip
leaf served as a boat, in which Maia rowed about on
this miniature lake, with a couple of oars, each con-
sisting of a single white horse-hair. She would sing,
too, with a tiny voice of the most delicious quality.
One night, as she lay in her pretty bed, a nasty
ugly wet toad jumped into the room, through a broken
pane in the window, and alighted on the table, while
she slept beneath her rosy counterpane. She would
make a charming wife for my son," thought the toad;
and, taking up the walnut shell, Maia and all, she
hopped back into the garden. It was here she lived,
on the marshy bank of a broad stream, together with
her son, who was as frightful as herself, and said no-
thing but "Croak! croak!" when he saw the beauti-
ful little creature in her walnut shell.
"Not so loud," quoth the mother toad, "or you
will wake her, and she might escape from us., We
will lay her on the acanthus leaves in the middle of
the stream, which will serve as an island for so small
and light a being, and then she will not be able to

run away, while we prepare the state apartment un-
der the swamp."

Accordingly, the old toad placed her on the broad-
est acanthus leaf, that spread its green surface on the
When the little creature woke in the morning, and
found herself surrounded by water, she began to cry
bitterly; but her fright greatly increased when the
toad, after decking her chamber with reeds and flowers
for the reception of her intended daughter-in-law,
swam up to the acanthus leaf, in company with her
son, and presented him to Maia, saying: This is
your future husband, and you shall presently see what
an elegant residence has been prepared for you in the

swamp." Croak! croak !" was all the son could say
in confirmation of his mother's assertion.
They then swam away with the pretty cradle, to
place it in the bride's future abode, while Maia re-
mained alone on the acanthus, and wept at the very
thought of marrying a hideous toad. The little fishes,
who had heard all that had passed, now popped their
heads out of the water to see the tiny maiden, and
when they found how pretty she was, they declared
it would be a shame to let her be sacrificed to a loath-
some toad; and, accordingly, they all assembled round
the stem of the leaf she sat upon, and nibbled and
nibbled till they set it free, and it floated down the
stream, carrying little Maia far beyond the reach of
her uncouth bridegroom.
Away she sailed past a number of cities, till she
was fairly out of the land, and reached a beautiful
country where the sun was shining like gold upon the
water. Here she was seen by a cockchafer, who
pounced down on the fragile equipage, and, encircling
her in his claws, bore her off to a tree. Oh! how
frightened was poor little Maia! But she soon saw
the cockchafer meant no harm, for he placed her on
the greenest leaf that grew upon the tree, and gave

her some honey from its blossoms to eat, and told her
she was a sweet little creature, though so unlike a
cockchafer. Presently, some female cockchafers, who
lived in the same tree, came to see her, but they
turned up their feelers very disdainfully as they ob-
served that the pitiful thing had only two legs! and
they all, with one voice, declared her to be extremely
The cockchafer, seeing that his female friends held
her so cheap, finished by thinking that he was mis-
taken about her beauty, and declared he no longer
cared about her, and that she might go away wherever
she liked. They then flew down with little Maia,
and placed her on a daisy, where she sat and wept to
think that she was so ugly that, even the cockchafers
would not let her remain amongst them.
Poor little Maia lived all alone in the forest the
whole summer through. She made herself a ham-
mock of plaited grass blades, which she hung under a
burdock leaf, to be safe from showers; the honey
drawn from flowers served for her food, and dewdrops
for her drink; and all this was vastly pleasant so long
as summer, or even autumn lasted. But when winter
came, and the birds had ceased to sing, and the trees

and flowers had withered, and the large burdock leaf
that served for her shelter was completely shrivelled
up, leaving nothing but a bare stem, then it was quite
a different story, and poor little Maia was nearly frozen
to death, especially when the snow began to fall, for
every flake was to her like what a shovelful would
be to ordinary human beings. So she sallied forth
from the wood into a corn field that lay close by, where

there was nothing but the dry, hard stubble left, which,
proportionately to her, seemed an immense forest.
After wandering a long while, she reached a narrow
opening that led to the dwelling of a field mouse, who

had burrowed a safe retreat under the stubble, where
she lived very snugly, and had a chamber full of corn,
and an excellent kitchen and dining-room. Poor
Maia just ventured into the passage, like a beggar,
and requested a little bit of a barleycorn, as she had
not tasted food for nearly a couple of days.
"Why, you diminutive creature!" cried the field
mouse, who was a good-hearted old body in the main,
"come into my warm room, and dine with me."
And Maia pleased her so well that she told her she
might stay with her all the winter, provided she would
keep the rooms clean and tidy, and tell her amusing
stories. Maia did as the old field mouse required of
her, and they lived very comfortably together.
"We shall soon have a visit from a neighbour of
mine, who comes to see me once a week," said the
field mouse. He is much better off than I am, and
has a fine large house, and wears a beautiful black vel-
vet tippet. You would be a lucky girl, indeed, if you
got him for a husband! So, as he can't see at all, you
must mind and tell him all your best stories, to try
and please him."
But Maia had no notion of marrying a mole; and,
when he came in his fine black velvet tippet, to visit

his neighbour, she made little account either of his
boasted learning or of his fine house, which the field-
mouse frequently said was at least twenty times larger
than her own, for he professed to dislike both flowers
and sunshine, and that, simply because he had never
seen them! However, Maiawas obliged to sing, and
her voice was so sweet that the mole fell at once in
love with her, though, being a prudent character, he
said nothing of the kind till he had taken time for re-

As the mole had lately burrowed a long passage
leading from his house to his neighbour's, he gave the

field mouse and Maia leave to walk there whenever
they liked, but warned them not to be afraid of the
dead bird that was lying on the ground, and which he
had found by accident on turning up the earth, as he
hollowed out the passage. The mole then shewed
them the way through the long dark winding, and
when they came near the spot where lay the bird, he
bored a hole through the roof with his broad nose, so
as to let in light, and they perceived a dead swallow,
with its beautiful wings closely pressed to its sides,
and its feet and head drawn up under its feathers. It
was evident he had been frozen to death. Maia felt
pained for the poor little thing, for she was very fond
of birds; but the un\ecling mole only pushed him out
of the way, observing: He will not pipe any more!
Thank God I was not born a bird, who can say no-
thing but twit! twit and is obliged to die of hun-
ger when winter sets in."
That is a sensible remark of yours, neighbour,"
quoth dame field mouse; for, as you say, 'twit! twit!'
won't earn him a livelihood, and prevent his starving."
But when these two worthies had turned their
backs, little Maia returned and kissed the bird's clos-
ed eyeas For who knows," said she, but it may

be one of those who sang to me so sweetly during the
summer 2"
The mole now stopped up the hole again, and the
ladies returned home. But aaia could not sleep that
night, so she got out of bed, and plaited a hay cover-
let, which she went and spread over the dead swallow,
and then laid some soft wool, which she had found in
her mistress's chamber, on each side of the bird, to
keep him warm as he lay on the cold earth. When
she had concluded her pious offices, just as she stoop-
ed down to give the bird a parting kiss, she was half
frightened at feeling something within his breast; for
he was not dead, but only benumbed by cold, and the
warm covering had brought him back to life. Maia
.trembled with fear, because the bird was so large,
compared to herself, yet she took courage, and ran to
fetch a mint leaf, which served her for a counterpane,
and laid it over his head.
On the following night, she went to see how he was;
but though alive, she found him so weak that he could
only thank her in a faint voice, and express a wish to
get back into the sunshine, to be restored to strength.
But Maia told him that the snow lay on the ground.
and that he must remain for a while in his warm bed,

and she would take care of him. She then brought
him a draught of water in a leaf, and he related to her
how his wing had been torn by a bramble, which
prevented his joining his fellow swallows in their
flight, and how, at last, he had fallen exhausted on
the ground, and been so benumbed by the cold that
he knew not what became of him afterwards.

So the swallow spent the winter underground, and
was kindly attended upon by Maia, unknown to either
the field mouse or the mole, both of whom hated
birds; and when spring came round again, she opened
the hole for the bird to depart. As he was about
to sally forth into the sunny atmosphere, the swal-
low told Maia, that, if she would come with him, he

could easily carry her on his back. But Maia refused,
for she knew the old field mouse would be sorry to
part with her. Then farewell, thou sweet, kind
girl," cried the swallow, as he flew away; and poor
Maia watched him with tearful eyes.
The corn which had been sown about the field
mouse's dwelling had now sprung up, and formed rows
of lofty trees, according to Maia's estimate, and she
would fain have rambled beneath their shade, but
dame field mouse would not let her go a-gadding.
"You must make your wedding outfit during the
summer," said the thrifty mouse, "against you become
the mole's wife." For that tiresome personage had
asked her in marriage of the field mouse. So Maia
was set to spin, and four spiders were employed day
and night, to forward the preparations; and the mole
came to court her every evening. But Maia could
not abide the stupid creature, and when she stole up
every morning and evening to peep at the blue sky, be-
tween the ears of corn, she wished the swallow back
again, though she had little hope of his ever returning.
When autumn came, her wedding clothes were all
ready, and the field mouse told her that in another
month the marriage should take place; but Maia wept,

and said she would not marry the nasty mole. Non-
sense!" cried the mouse, "don't talk such stuff, or I
shall bite you. You ought to be thankful for such a
Then Maia was very sad to think she would have
to live under ground, and never see the earth's fair
face, even as much as she had done at the field mouse's,
and she went to take a last leave of the sun. The
harvest was now over, and, as she leant upon a lit-
tle red flower that still remained, and looked mourn-
fully up at the sky, she heard "Twit! twit!" above
her head, and in another moment her friend the swal-
low was by her side. She then related her troubles
to him, when he told her to mount upon his back,
and fasten herself securely with her girdle, and he
would bear her far beyond the mole's reach, to a
beautiful warm land, where the summer was perpetual.
This time Maia willingly consented, and away the swal-
low flew with her over the woods and the sea beyond,
and across snow-capped mountains, till they reached a
lovely climate, where grapes and citrons were growing,
and butterflies disporting. But the swallow did not
stop here, but flew to a more distant and delicious
country, where, on the shores of the blue ocean, stood

the ruins of a white marble palace, at the top of whose
vine-wreathed columns a number of his fellow birds
had built their nests. "This is my home," said the
swallow; "but I will set you down amongst those
pretty white flowers that grow between the broken
fragments of you fallen pillar." So saying, he placed
her on one of the broad leaves, when she was surprised

to see a little manikin, as white and transparent as
glass, with wings on his shoulders and a gold crown
on his head, standing in the midst of the flower.
Every flower contains a male or a female spirit of the

same kind, but this was the king of them all. O!
how handsome lie is !" cried aaia to the swallow. And,
when the prince had recovered from his fright at the
giant bird, he was in turn so delighted at Maia's beau-
ty that he took off his crown and placed it on her
brow, and asked her to become his wife, and the queen
over all the flowers. This was rather a different match
from the toad or the mole! So little Maia soon said
" Yes," and there stepped forth from each flower a
little lady, or a manikin, who brought her presents,
the best among which was a pair of wings about the
size of those of a large fly, which they fastened to her
shoulders, and which enabled her to flutter from flow-
er to flower; and then great rejoicings were held, and
the swallow sang his sweetest songs to the newly wed-
ded pair, and brought bac-k the story of little Maia,
when the season once again recalled him to Denmark.


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"Now mind, and be good children," said Dame
Bridget to little Marie, who was playing on the green
with their neighbour's son Andrew, "and don't be
running into the wood while father and I are gone to
look after the haymakers."
Farmer Martin then locked up the cottage, which
stood on a pretty green hillock, and the parents went
their way, admiring the heavily laden fruit trees, and
remarking how much better off they had been ever
since they had removed to this village.
The children meanwhile were amusing themselves
with running for a wager, a game at which the active
little Marie constantly outstripped her slower com-
panion. But this is nothing of a race," cried An-
drew, "and I doubt if you would win in a longer run.
Now let's make for the great pear tree on the hill,
which is a quarter of an hour's distance from hence,
and I'll go to the left, by the fir trees, and you to the
right, across the field, and then we shall have a fair
trial." Marie had often heard her father say the dis-
tance was just the same by either road, so she agreed
to the proposal, and off Andrew set, and was out of

sight in a moment. "Now, how foolish he is," thought
Marie, for if I could only take courage, and cross the
stream, and pass by the gypsies' hut, I might reach
the goal long before he can."

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But it would have required some nerve on the part
of older persons than Marie to venture upon a spot
that was deemed accursed by all the surrounding in-
habitants, and which formed the only dark speck in
the smiling landscape. It was a hollow glen sur-
rounded by fir trees, and containing some ruined
dwellings, from which smoke was rarely seen to as-

cend; nor had the most curious ever dared to approach
nearer than just to perceive some frightful women in
rags, nursing ugly, dirty children, while a number of
black dogs were playing around them. Others, too,
had seen, at nightfall, a man of gigantic stature cross-
ing the plank that lay over the stream, and entering
the cottage, and strange figures had been observed
through the darkness, like shadows round a rural fire.
dear!" thought AMaric, if I stand silly shallying
here, Andrew will certainly win the race." So she
dashed onwards at all risks, and, in another moment,
the dark fir trees completely screened her parents' house
and the whole landscape from her sight.
What was not her surprise to find herself suddenly
in the midst of a lovely flower-garden, filled with the
gayest birds and butterflies, and where a number of
pretty children were frolicking about, some playing
with little lambs, others gathering flowers, or feeding
birds, and others eating the most delicious fruit!
Not being shy, she went up to one of the children, and
held out her hand, saying: Good morning." The
little girl welcomed her kindly, and then Marie ob-
served: "So you are not gypsies, as Andrew always
said you were?" "Andrew talks a deal of nonsense."

replied the child; but if you will stay with us, you
will like the life we lead." Oh, but we are running
for a race," objected Marie. Eat some of this fruit,"
said the little girl; and, as soon as Marie had tasted it,
she forgot all about the race with Andrew, and her pa-
rents' having forbidden her to stray so far.
A tall and beautiful lady now came forth, and Ma-
rie told her that her little companions wanted to de-
tain her; t:ie lady said: You know, Zerina, that she
has only a short time allowed her, and, besides, you
ought to have consulted me." "I thought," replied
the radiant child, that since she had come over the
bridge, we might keep her. She will not be long
with us, any way." I will stay here," cried the
little stranger; there are no such playthings, or
such strawberries or cherries to be found anywhere
The lady smiled, and then retired. The children
now surrounded Marie, and some brought her lambs
and playthings, while others sang to a variety of mu-
sical instruments, to entertain their new playmate.
"Now I'll shew you a pretty game," said Zerina, and
away she ran into the palace close by, and came back

with a small golden box full of gold seeds, a few of
which she sowed in the grass. The grass presentlyheav-
ed like the billows of the sea, and in a few moments
there shot up several rose trees, that immediately
bloomed, and filled the air with their perfume. She
next buried two fir apples in the earth, and stamped
upon them violently, when two green shrubs started
into existence. "Now take hold of me," said Zerina.

Marie put her arm round her waist, and felt herself
Lifted up into the air, as the fir trees kept growing ra-

pidly under them. Then the other children came to
ioin the sport, and climbed up the trees, and pushed
each other, but, as often as one happened to be thrown
down by its playfellows, it floated through the air, and
reached the ground slowly and in safety.
They next went into the palace, where they found a
number of beautiful women of different ages sitting
eating fruit, and listening to the most delightful music,
in a round room, with a painted ceiling representing
palm trees and flowers, and the figures of little chil-
From thence they went down a flight of bronze
steps that led to an underground vault, where lay
piles of gold, silver, and precious stones, while the
vessels standing round the walls were filled with the
same valuable materials. A number of dwarfs were
busy sorting the metal, while others, that were hump-
backed and crooked-legged, brought sacks on their
shoulders as millers carry corn, and then shook out
the shining grain upon the floor. A little shrivelled
old man, with a crown on his head, and a sceptre in
his hand, sat in one corner, to watch the labours of
the dwarfs, who obeyed his slightest sign. "Who is

hel" inquired the little stranger. "He is our metal
prince," replied her companion, as they walked on.
They then seemed to be in the open air,although there

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was no sky or sun above them; and, on coming to a
large pond, they stepped into a little boat,which Zerina
rowed very fast. When they had reached the middle
of the pond, Marie saw thousands of pipes leading
the water off into so nany canals and rivulets, one of
which, as her radiant playmate informed her, went to

fertilise the meadows of her own village. By the
time they returned to the garden, they found the other

rather the elves, for such Marie bad now larnt them
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children asleep under the arbours, hut the two lit-
tle girls felt so little inclined to rest, that they ram-
bled about till morning. When all the children, or
rather the elves, for such Marie had now l~arnt them
to be, were once more astir, they heard a great tumult
in the meadow, and cries of: The beautiful Bird is
come!" at which signal they all flocked to the palace.
A bird, about the size of an eagle, whose plumage was

scarlet and green striped with gold, after flying round
and round the painted cupola of the circular hall, began
to sing so exquisitely, that even the youngest amongst
the children were melted to tears. When he had
finished, they all bowed down before him, and after
again describing a number of circles, he flew out at
the door. Why are you all so pleased?" inquired
Marie of the beautiful child, who somehow appeared
to her smaller to-day than yesterday. Because,"
said the little girl, "the King of the Elves is coming.
He has sent the phoenix as his messenger; but we
must now part, my sweet friend, for you may not look
upon the king."
The beautiful lady now came, and gave Marie a
ring, and bid her never divulge anything about the
elfin race, or they would be obliged to flee the neigh-
bourhood, and all the fruitfulness they had brought
upon the land would be forfeited for ever. Zerina
then took leave of her with many tears, and Marie
stooped down to embrace her, and then she found her-
self on the narrow bridge. "How anxious my parents
must have been all night," thought she; "and ytt i
must not tell tliim what has happened to me. She

then hastened home, but was astonished to see the
trees, that were loaded with fruit the day before, now
leafless; and, odder still, a new harn beside the cot-
tage. She opened the door with strange feclinrm,

an t-ys,- it is my lg lst, on d y b.

-Marie." After mutual embraces. Mari asked the

when she saw licr father sitting at, tale between
an unknown wolnman and a young mann. Why,
father," cried she, wlhecre is mother?" "' Mother!'"
exclaimed the woman, starting up, it cannot be-
and yet-yes, it is my long lost, own dearly beloved
Marie." After mutual embraces, Marie asked the

name of the youth. They told her it was her old
playfellow Andrew, and he inquired, in turn, how
she had been lost for seven years. Seven years!"
cried Marie, is it possible?" Yes," said Andrew,
laughing, and heartily shaking her hand; I reached
the pear tree seven years ago, and you have taken all
this time to reach the goal!" Marie was puzzled how
to answer without betraying her friends; but she let
her parents believe she had lost her way, and that
some kind people had taken her to a distant town
and brought her up, and that, her benefactors being
now dead, she had tried to find her way back to her
native village.
The next day all the neighbours came to see her,
and even the lord of the manor and his wife sent for
her, to question her about her travels; and she an-
swered so politely, and in such good language, that all
the company at the castle were delighted with her.
But Andrew was more struck than any one else with
the charms of his former playmate, andhe courted her so
assiduously throughout the summer and autumn, that,
by the time winter came, she consented to marry him.
Marie could not help often thinking with regret of
the time she had spent amongst the elves, and she re-

mained serious. The earth could not seem beau.
tiful to her after fairyland; and she used, too, to be
vexed when she heard her husband or her father rail-
ing at what they called the gypsies who dwelt in the
Fir-tree Glen, and on those occasions she could hardly
forbear betraying herself. In the following year, her
melancholy thoughts were happily relieved by the birth
of a little girl, whom she named Elfrida, to remind
her of the word elf.
The child was scarcely a year old before she could
speak, and showed such remarkable capacities, com
bined with such beauty, as she grew older, that her
mother could not help comparing her to the lovely lit
tie beings behind the fir trees. Elfrida did not mix
in the sports of other children, but liked to read or to
sewin a quiet corner of the garden, and occasionallyshe
would walk about, as if in deep thought, or talking to
herself. The parents let her have her way, but gran-
dam Bridget (for the young couple lived with the pa-
rents) shook her head, and used to say that over wise
children are not long for this world.
At a little distance from the farm-house were some
detached buildings, for keeping fruit and agricultural
instruments, and behind these was a grass plot where

stood an old arbour, which nobody ever went into, as
the new arrangement of the buildings had quite sepa-
rated it from the garden. This was a favourite retreat
of Elfrida's, as nobody thought of disturbing her here.
But one day, when her mother was looking for some-
thing, she happened to perceive a chink in the wall,
and took a fancy to remove a loose stone, to see what
her child was after, when, on looking into the ar-
bour, she saw her old friend Zerina playing with El-
frida. It was thus I used to play with your mother
when she was a little thing like you," said the elf.
"What a pity you mortals grow up so soon!" I
wish I could remain little," said Elfrida, that I might
visit you !" That is impossible, since our king is
with us," replied Zerina; but I'll come to you often,
so long as you remain a child. And now we'll make
another rose."
So saying, Zerina took up the well-known golden
box, and a rose tree appeared, and she plucked one of
its flowers, and breathed upon it thrice, and kissed it
three times, and then gave it to Elfrida, telling her it
would last till winter. They then parted, and Zerna
returned home. Marie embraced her child that even-
ing with feelings of anxiety, and almost of awe, and left

her more liberty thla before, though she often watched
her through the chink. But one day, when the elf flew
up into the air with Elfrida, she forgot her caution,
and put her head through the hole in her alarm, and
then Zerina saw her, and shook her head at her, yet
in a friendly manner withal. The quarrel about the
gypsies had meanwhile been frequently renewed be-
tween Marie and her husband, and one day, when he
called them vagabonds, her passion got the better of
her discretion, and she cried out: Hold your tongue;
they are the benefactors of the whole village." Then,
unable any longer to refrain from justifying them, she
told him her whole story, under the seal of secrecy,
and took him to the chink in the wall, whence he
could see the elf. An exclamation of astonishment
involuntarily escaped him, when Zerina looked up,
then grew pale and trembled, and, with a countenance
full of anger against the intruder, she embracedElfri-
da, saying: "'Tis not your fault, dear soul; but mor-
tals will never learn wisdom." She then flew away as
a raven, uttering an ominous shriek.
That evening the child wept and kissed the rose,
Marie was uneasy, and Andrew spoke but little. A
dreadful thunder storm swept over the village during

the night. and when they looked tut in the morning,
they scarcely recognized the landscape. The hills
seemed to have sunk, the brooks to have dried up, the
sky was grey, and the once dreaded fir trees and ruin.
ed buildings looked like other dwellings, and people
said the gypsies were gone. The ferryman had a won-
derful story to tell. He said a tall strange man hired
his boat for the night, on condition of his not stirring
out of doors; but he had peeped out of window, and
seen a stream of light, as if thousands of stars had
fallen between the fir trees and the banks of the stream;
and there were innumerable little figures that got into
the ferry-boat, and were rowed away by the strange
man, who came back many times, till all were shipped
away; and they kept up such a tramping, and chat-
tering, and moaning, as never was heard. By daylight
all was again quiet, but there was now scarcely water
enough to float his boat. Everything went wrong
that year. The fruit was blighted, the harvest failed,
and the place grew dismal and fell to ruin. Poor lit-
tle Elfrida withered and died with her own rose; and
Marie, after living awhile to regret her own folly, wu
laid in the same grave.


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THERE once lived in the village of Rambin an honest
hardworking peasant, named Jacob Dietrich, who sup-
ported his wife and family on the labour of his hands.
Of all their children, none, perhaps, was so dear to the
parents as Johnny, the youngest, who was the prettiest
and liveliest little fellow ever seen, and was always
perfect in his tasks at school, and well-behaved at
home. When Johnny was eight years old, he spent
the summer at his uncle's, who was a farmer in Ro-
denkirchen, and here he used to be sent, together
with the other boys, to drive the cows into the mea-
dows near the nine mountains, where they sat and
watched them all daylong. It happened that an old
cowherd, called Klas Starkwolt, used to bring his cat-
tle the same way, and frequently joined the boys, and
told them amusing stories. Now Johnny delighted
in these tales beyond anything, so he and the old
cowherd soon became sworn friends. Amongst other

things, Klas told them many wonderful particulars
about the dwarfs, or little taider-ground people, that

dwelt within the nine mountains. Of these dwarfs
there are different kinds-the white and the brown-
so called from the colour of their clothes; the former
of which are charming little elves, that are always
friendly to the human race, but only two of the moun-
tains are inhabited by these: the brown ones, that fill

the remaining mountains, are not exactly bad, but
wantheron and trdifferentck. There where alnd black dwarfs,

who were wonderfully clever in all sorts of arts, and
excellent smiths, but deceitful and mischievous, and
not to be trusted; but none of these lived in that
neighbourhood. The dwarfs were fond of dancing in
the moonshine on a fine summer's night, and formerly
many a child was enticed by the sweet sound of their
music, which they mistook for birds, and were carried
away under ground by the little people, whom they
were condemned to serve for fifty years. At the end
of their time, the elves are obliged to give back all
their captives; and it is well for the latter that they
never become older than the age of twenty, even
though they had completed their half century's dur-
ance. All come back young and beautiful, and gene-
rally meet with great luck in the world, either because
they have become wise and ingenious during their
stay below, or that the little people help them unseen,
and bring them gold and silver. But now-a-days,
said Klas, people had grown more cautious; the spot
was avoided; and it only seldom happened that chil-
dren were stolen. And in process of time, too, as the
old cowherd remarked, it had been found out that, if
any mortal was lucky enough to find or steal a cap

belonging to one of the under-ground folk, he might
go down in safety, and could not be detained against
his will; and, so far from becoming their servant, the
owner of the cap was obliged to do his bidding in
These wonderful tales had so fired little Johnny's
imagination, that he thought of nothing but gold and
silver cups, and glass shoes, and pockets full of ducats,
and all the rest of the fine things described by the old
cowherd as occasionally bestowed on their favourites
by the dwarfs; and when midsummer came. and the
nights were the shortest, he could resist no longer, but
away he slunk after dark, and went and laid down on
the top of the highest of the nine mountains, which
Klas had informed him was their principal dancing
place. It must be confessed the little fellow felt some
strange misgivings, and his heart thumped against his
breast like a sledge-hammer; yet there he remained in
breathless expectation from ten till twelve o'clock, at
which hour he began to hear a rustling all around
him, and the laughing, singing, and piping, of in-
numerable little people, some of whom were dancing,
and others playing a thousand merry antics. Johnny

half shuddered as he heard them swarming about (for
he could not see them, as their caps made them in-

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visible), but he had sufficient presence of mind to lie
perfectly quiet, and to pretend to be fast asleep, ex-
cept that he now and then stole a glance, just to see if
there was any chance of getting one of these diminu-
tive beings into his power. Sure enough, before long
three of the dwarfs approached the spot where he lay,
though without perceiving him, and began to play at
tossing their caps up into the air, when one snatched

his playmate's cap out of his hand in frolic sport, and
flung it away. The cap flew right over Johnny's face,
when he caught it softly, and ringing the little silver
bell affixed to it in high glee, lie put it on his head,
when he suddenly beheld the little subterranean peo-
ple in countless thousands, they being now no longer
invisible to his sight. The three dwarfs now came
slily up to him to endeavour to snatch back the cap, but
the little boy held it fast, and they saw that they should
not succeed in that way, for Johnny was a giant to
them, as they only reached to his knees. So the own-
er of the cap humbled himself before the finder, and
begged him to restore his property, but Johnny said:
"You shall not get it, you cunning little rogue; I
should have fared badly amongst you, if I had not ob-
tained some token of yours, but as it happens, you
must do my bidding. I have a fancy to go under
ground, and see what the place is like, and you must
be my servant, as you well know." The little being
pretended not to hear or to understand, and continued
whining most piteously, till Johnny ordered him very
imperiously to bring him supper, as he was hungry.
Away the dwarf was obliged to scamper, and brought

back bread, fruit, and wine, in a trice. And Johnny
supped like a king, while he watched the games and
the dancing of the little subterranean people.


When the cock had crowed three times, all was
hushed in an instant, and nothing more was heard but
hundreds of tiny feet tripping away to their respective
mountains, which opened to receive them. On the
top of the mountain where the ball had been held,
and which, but a moment before, was covered with
grass and flowers, there now rose a glass peak, which l

opened as each elf stepped upon it, an i then closed
again after they had slid down. As soon as all the
inhabitants had entered, the peak disappeared enti ely;
while those who had fallen through the tube sank oftly
into a broad silver barrel, capable of holding a thou-
sand such little folk as these, and which was fast-
ened to silver chains that were drawn downwards and
secured below. Johnny and his bondsman fell down
with many others, and they all cried out to him to
entreat him not to tread upon them, as his weight
would kill them. He, however, took great care not
to hurt any one. Several barrels were thus succes-
sively filled, till all had reached home.
Johnny was much surprised, on being let down, a;
the brightness of the walls, which seemed to be made
of diamond, and when he was once below he heard
such lovely music that he was lulled immediately into
a deep slumber.
When he woke, he felt as if he had slept a long
while, and he found himself in the softest, neatest bed,
such as he had never even seen before, which stood
in the nicest chamber; while by his side stood his lit-
'6i1 brown elf (for it was amongst the brown jackets

I iat Johnny had fallen) chasing away the flies with a
feather fan, lest they should disturb his master's rest.

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Scarcely had Johnny opened his eyes, when his little
valet brought him a basin and a towel, and then an
elegant suit of clothes, made of brown silk, and a pair
of black shoes with red ties, far smarter than any
Johnny had ever seen in Rambin or Rodenkirchen.
Besides these, several pairs of the most beautiful glass
shoes were laid by ready to be worn on holidays. The
little boy was vastly pleased to have such nice clothes

given him, and was very willing to let himself be
drest. No sooner was his toilet completed, than the
elf went and returned, on the wings of the wind, with
a golden tray bearing a bottle of sweet wine, a bowl
of milk, fruit, bread, and a number of nice dishes,
such as children are fond of. In short, a more obedi-
ent servant there could not be; a look from his mas-
ter was enough without the help of words, for, like all
the rest of the little people the elf was wonderfully
After breakfast, the dwarf opened a closet, in which
were stowed away a number of bowls, chests, and vases
containing gold and precious stones, while on another
shelf stood a whole library of story books filled with
pretty pictures. Johnny was so well amused with
looking at these, and admiring everything around
.him, that he did not care to go out that morning.
Indeed, the room itself might have excited the wonder
even of those accustomed to a palace. Besides the
snow-white bed with its satin pillows, there were curi-
ously carved chairs, inlaid with precious stones. Near
the walls stood whife marble tables, and a couple of
sma.ler ones made of emerald; and at one end of the

chamber were hung two looking-glasses set in jewelled
frames. The walls of the chamber were wainscoted



with table emeralds, and a large diamond ball was
suspendedd from the ceiling, and shed so bright a light-
that no other lamp was necessary. For it must be
observed, that neither sun, moon, nor stars are to be
seen under ground; nor is there any distinction be-
tween the seasons, which seems ai first rather a draw-
back, but the temperature is always as mild as our
spring, and the lustre of the precious stones supplies

the place of daylight. Yet it is to be remarked, that
their days are never so bright, nor their nights so
dark as upon earth. So that all things have their
At noon a bell rang, when the serf cried: "Master,
will you dine alone, or with the rest of the company?'
" With the company," replied Johnny. The elf then
led him forth, when Johnny, seeing nothing but a num-
ber of passages brilliantly lit up with precious stones,
and little men andwomen, who popped out one by one.
apparently from clefts in the rock, inquired where the
company was. He had scarcely spoken, before the
passage through which they were passing widened and
became an immense hall, with a large dome inlaid with
diamonds, and Johnny perceived a countless throng of
elegantly dressed little men and women entering by
a number of open doors, while tables loaded with de-
licious viands came up through the floor, and chairs
arranged themselves ready for the guests. The prin
cipal personages now came to welcome Johnny, and
placed him at table by the side of some of the loveliest
maidens. The dinner was very gay, for the under-
ground folks are remarkably cheerful and frolicksoma

and there was the sweetest music all the time, proceed.
i g from a number of artificial birds, so cunningly
made by these clever little people, that they sang and
flew about as though they had really belonged to the
feathered tribes that inhabit ourwoods. The elveswere
waited upon by the boys and girls who had fallen in-
to their power from having come down without pre-
viously securing a pledge, and it was they who sprin-
kled the floor with perfumes, who handed about the
golden goblets, and presented silver and crystal bask-
ets full of fruits to the guests. These youths and
maidens were drest in white, with blue caps, silver
girdles, and delicate glass shoes, so that their steps
could always be heard. Johnny pitied them at first,
till he saw how cheerful and how rosy they looked, and
then he reflected, that they were much better off than
he used to be when he drove the cows.
After the party had sat at the social board for a
couple of hours, the principal elf rang a bell, and the
tables and chairs disappeared, and laurels, palm-trees,
and orange-trees, grew up in their stead, and the little
people fell to dancing, till about what we should call
four o'clock in the afternoon, when they slipped away

>ne by one, and went either to their work or to amuse
themselves in some other manner. At night, supper
was held just as merrily, after which the elves went
up out of their mountain, while Johnny laid himscll
quietly in bed, after saying his prayers as usual.
Johnny led this life for *many weeks, during which
he saw but little of the elves, except at dinner and at
supper, as each lived in his own little crystal house,
deep in the bosom of the mountain, which was trans-
parent from one end to the other, though not to the
eyes of a mere child of earth. Yet, occasionally, he
met a stray elf hurrying along, when he was taking a
walk with his little serf. For he had found out there
were lakes, and fields, and trees here below, just as on
the earth above; only there was a crystal vault that
invariably led from one meadow, or one lake, into an.
other district, though each patch of land, or sheet of
water, was sometimes a mile in circumference. It
was during one of these walks, after he had been many
months below, that Johnny once perceived a snow-
white figure, with long white locks, vanish through a
crystal wall in the rock, when he asked his servant
whether any of the elves were dressed in white, like

the youths and maids in waiting? The elf told him
there were a few such, who were the oldest and most
learned amongst them; that they were several thou-
sand years old, and never appeared at table except
once a year, on the birthday of the mountain king,
nor left their chambers except to teach the children of
the dwarfs, and those of mortal birth, for whom there
was a separate school. When Johnny heard this, he
scolded his serving manikin for not having told him
sooner that there was a school, and he ordered him to
conduct him thither the next day, as he had a great
wish to acquire some learning. So, on the morrow,
Johnny went to school, where the children received
excellent instruction in arts and sciences, besides be-
ing taught poetry and literature, and different kinds
of handicraft. Johnny soon grew to like his book
better than any idle amusement; and acquired besides
the art of drawing and painting, and grew so clever a
goldsmith that he could imitate fruit and flowers in
Precious stones to admiration. And here Johnny
found many playmates, both amongst the boys and
the girls, and spent several years very contentedly, un-
til his education was quite completed.


Snjntq Mt a EIi sItti.

(3iiitrc hb Tiahamre he alratlain.

Jnmun ni Eisbthti.

JoHNNY DIETRICH hadlived amongst the under-ground
people till the age of eighteen, and his time had passed
so happily that he would have forgotten all about the
earth and its inhabitants, had it not been for a pretty
little schoolfellow of his, whom he loved better than
all his other playmates. Little Lisbeth was the daugh-
ter of the clergyman in Rambin, and, having gone to
play with other children, when she was four years old,
near the nine mountains, had fallen asleep in the grass,
and been forgotten by her companions, when she fell
into the power of the brown dwarfs, who carried her
below. The pretty fair-haired child interested Johnny,
not only because she belonged to the same village as
himself, but because she was so gentle and sweet-tem-
pered; and they grew up side by side, and by the time
Lisbeth was sixteen, their childish affection had ripen-
ed into love. Now, Lisbeth was often sad when she
thought of the earth above them, where the sun and
the moon are to be seen, and where her parents lived;
and she frequently talked to Johnny on this subject

though he always tried to put it away, and to cheer
her spirits by his merry mood. But one evening,
when the two young lovers had walked about longer

than usual, and had been so deeply engaged in con-
versation that they had not perceived the flight of
time, it happened, just as the crystal peakof the moun-
tain was opening to let the little people out, that the
crowing of a cock reached their ears from the earth
above. This sound, which Lisbeth had rot heard for

a dozen long years, now struck her so forcibly that she
burst into tears, and, throwing her arms round John-
ny's neck, besought him to deliver her from this un-
der-ground prison. For though everything is very
beautiful here," said Lisbeth, yet I never can feel at
home; but I am always dreaming of my dear parents,
and thinking of the church where all our villagers go
to pray. This is no place for Christians, and, besides,
dear Johnny, you know we can never be married here,
as there is no priest to unite us."
Johnny, too, had felt strangely moved by the cock's
crowing, and he now, for the first time, felt a longing
to return to the land of the sun. So he promised
Lisbeth to make immediate preparations to depart,
when suddenly the dreadful thought struck her that
she, being subject to the elves, would be obliged to
stay out her fifty years, and would not be allowed to
go away with her lover. And of what use," cried she,
while fresh tears streamed down her cheeks, will it
be to me to return to earth fifty years hence, when
my parents will be no more, and yoa have become an
old, grey-headed man?"
These words sounded like so many claps of thunder

In poor Johnny's ears, and he became as sorrowful as
she; but he promised her, as he bid her good night,
that he would never go away without her, which prov.
ed a great comfort to Lisbeth.
Johnny tossed about all night, without being able
to get a wink of sleep, and the moment dawn appear-
ed he rang for his serf, and bid him bring six of the
principal elves to his chamber; and no sooner had they
come, as in duty bound, than he told them that he
felt obliged for the hospitality he had received for the
last ten years, but that he now wished to go; and that,
as he, on his part, had always behaved well to them,
and never taken advantage of his power to play the
tyrant, he hoped they would shew their gratitude by
allowing him to take away his beloved Lisbeth with
him, especially as he asked for nothing else, except
the furniture in his chamber, and the contents of the
The six elves east their eyes on the ground, and
seemed mightily puzzled what to reply. At length
one of them lisped out that they were very sorry to
disoblige him, but that it was an inviolable law with
them never to part with their serving youths or maid-

ens before the stated time. '" But you shall part with
Lisbeth, though," quoth Johnny, in a rage. "I'll give
you till this time to-morrow to consider about the
matter, when, I trust, you will have thought better of
it." The six elves then retired, but they were punctual
to the appointment on the following morning, and be-
ing now prepared with what to say, they tried hard to
outwit Johnny; but this was not so easy, and he fin-
ished by telling them flatly that he allowed them one
more day to see whether they would give up Lisbeth
with a good grace; but, if not, he would let them know
who was master; for, as they were so obstinate, he
had now determined to plague them till they gave
way. On the third morning, the deputation waited
upon him as before; but this time Johnny merely ask-
ed whether it was "ay" or "nay And being an-
swered by a decided negative, he bid his servant go
and fetch four-and-forty of the principal elves, besides
their wives and daughters, and likewise bring the
wives and daughters of the six dwarfs then present.
His commands were executed in a few seconds, and
about five hundred men, women, and children, stood
before him. These he now ordered to feith pickaxes,

hoes, and poles, and to return immediately. He then led
them forth to a cluster of rocks that lay in one of the

meadows, and there he set these delicate beings, who
are wholly unaccustomed to hard work, to raise, hew,
and drag along large stones, till they were so exhaust-
ed they could hardly breathe. Yet they bore it all
very patiently, for they felt certain he would take pity
on their wives and children. And, sure enough,
Johnny had not a hard heart; for, after plaguing them
for a few weeks, he gave over, as they had expected.

But the little folk were not a bit the more inclined to
do his wishes, as a more obstinate race never lived;
and Johnny now felt such a dislike to them that he
never joined them at dinner, but took his meals in his
own room, and spoke to no one but to Lisbeth and
to his ser.
One evening, as he was walking alone, and in a
very dejected mood, he kicked about the stones under
his feet, as a man sometimes does when he is in a pas-
sion. Perhaps he felt it a relief to see them break
each other to pieces, as he would willingly have shiv-
ered the whole mountain to atoms; but, however that
may be, it came to pass that out of one of the broken
stones jumped forth Johnny's best friend, in the shape
of a live toad, that had probably bee inclosed for
centuries within the narrow walls of his rocky prison.
For it must be observed, that Klas Starkwolt had for-
merly told Johnny that the subterranean people have
so unconquerable an aversion to the sight, or even the
smell of a toad, that they fall into fits, faint, or suffer
the acutest pain, if ever they come near these loath-
some creatures; for nothing that has a disagreeable
smell, or is unsightly, can be found in the crystal

kingdom of the little people, and it was only by a mi.
racle that this toad had been so long an inhabitant of


his stone house, as though Providence had meant to
furnish Johnny and Lisbeth with the means of leaving
the mountain, and becoming husband ana wife; for
with a toad you may so completely cow the little
brown-jackets that you can force them to do anything.
And this Johnny knew, which may account for his
pouncing on the toad as the most valuable treasure
he could have met with, and running home to secure

it in a silver vase. Then out he rushed again, and
having espied a couple of dwarfs walking in a retired
spot, he went up to them, with the vase under his arm,
when they dropped down on the earth, as if struck
dead, and began to howl and whine most piteously.
Away Johnny flew in high spirits, and, ringing for his
servant, bid him fetch Lisbeth immediately. She was
not a little surprised, when she found him half mad
with joy, and heard him repeat over and over again:
" Lisbeth-dear Lisbeth! you can now be mine, and
we shall go from hence, and our wedding shall take
place in a week!"
"Alas! Johnny," cried she, "are you going mad?"
"No," said Johnny, smiling; "but here is what will
make those rascally elves go mad, if they thwart us
any longer." So saying he shewed her the toad, which
had nearly frightened her to death with its ugliness;
but when she heard how it was to accomplish their
deliverance, she fell on her knees to thank God, who
has created nothing in vain, that this seemingly hid-
eous creature should be the means of rescuing her
from the little heathenish people, and bringing her
back amongst Christians.

On the morrow, Johnny rang for his serf at break
of day, and bid him bring fifty of the principal elves,

with their wives and daughters; and, as soon as they
had obeyed the summons, he informed them, that, as
nothing he had hitherto done could overcome their
obstinacy, and as he felt certain they only laughed at
him for a fool because he did not get the better of
them, he was now resolved to proceed to extremities,
unless they at once agreed to give up Lisbeth. But
this they one and all refused, and smiled maliciously,
as much as to say, they did not fear anything he could

do. Johnny was more exasperated by this show of
contempt than by any words they could have uttered,

and he ran and fetched the silver vase containing the
toad; and no sooner had he come within a hundred
steps of the little folk, than they fell down as if struck
by a thunderbolt, and began howling, whining, and
writhing about, as though they were suffering the most
excruciating agonies. Then they stretched forth their
hands, exclaiming: Have done, master; be merciful.
We now know you have got a toad. Take the scourge
away, and we will do your bidding." Johnny then
took the vase away. and the dwarfs rose up again, and

their features resumed their usual serenity. Johnny
then dismissed all but six of the elves, and to these he
spoke as follows: To-night, between twelve and one
o'clock, I shall take Lisbeth away, and you shall pre-
pare me three wagons, loaded with gold and precious
stones. You shall likewise pack up all the furniture,
books, and costly utensils belonging to my chamber,
and load two other wagons with them, making five
wagons in all. But, for my betrothed and myself,
you shall fit up the prettiest travelling carriage you
can devise, drawn by six coal-black horses. I like-
wise command, that all the serving youths and maidens
who have remained, here long enough to be above
twenty years of age shall be free to accompany us,
and that you shall give them sufficient gold to enrich
them for life. And it shall henceforth become a law,
which you must swear to observe faithfully, that no
child of earth shall ever be detained here beyond his
or her twentieth year."
The six elves took the oath he required, and retired
with a very crest-fallen air, and Johnny then buried
the toad deep in the earth. The day was spent in
making preparations for the departure, all of which

were accomplished by the little people with the great.
est exactitude, but in utter silence. Just an hour after
midnight, at the very same time of year when Johnny
had first come down into the mountain, some twelve
years ago, he was now about to leave it, he being in his
twenty-first and Lisbeth in her eighteenth year. The
young pair placed themselves in the silver barrel, sur-
rounded by the joyous troop of youths and maidens
who owed their deliverance to Johnny's firmness; the
crystal mountain opened amidst the sound of music,
and, for the first time for many years, they were blest
with the sight of the sky and the dawn of morning.
Johnny bid a last farewell to the elves, who swarmed
round his carriage, and, after tossing up his brown cap
three times in the air, he threw it down amongst them.
At that moment he ceased to see them, and beheld
nothing but a green hill, and the well-known woods
and fields, and heard the church clock of Rambin
strike two. They now proceeded homewards. First
went two wagons, drawn by bay horses, loaded with
gold and ducats; next came a wagon, drawn by six
snow-white steeds, containing all the silver and crys-
tal utensils; and behind these a couple more wagons,

drawn by dapple-grey mares, filled with Johnny's fur-
niture and library. Last of all, our hero and his be..
trothed followed, in an open carriage, made of emerald
inlaid with diamonds.. On either side walked the
youths and maidens, clad in white, with glass shoes, and
mustering a goodly throng. This gay retinue pro-
ceeded by Rodenkirchen, and reached Rambin towards
four in the morning, where they found the whole vil-
lage astir, as the news of so extraordinary a sight had
already reached the ears of its inhabitants. Great was
the astonishment of all present; but who can describe
the joy of Johnny's and of Lisbeth's parents, on dis-
covering these magnificent strangers to be their own
long-lost children? Such a day had never been seen
in Rambin before, nor was it ever surpassed, except,
perhaps, by the wedding, which took place a week
after, on which occasion Johnny sent for whole butts
full of wine, sugar and coffee, and a whole herd of
sheep and oxen, so as to feast some five thousand
guests. The youths and maidens he had rescued, form-
ing above forty couples, were of course invited, and
they danced in their glass shoes, to the wonder of all
beholders. Nor did he forget his old friend Klas

whom he looked upon as the maker of his fortune, but
provided him with a comfortable home for the rest
of his days. And when the wedding feastings were
over, Johnny purchased large estates and became' a
Count, and possessed the greater part of Piigen, and
all his family were ennobled. But Johnny and Lis-
beth never ceased to be humble-minded, and shewed
themselves deserving of their extraordinary prosperity
by doing good to all around them.



dihitrli ha 31Ihatma i thCliatrlain.


*Xe ritth flhbtr YO4.

UPON a small and lonely island in the wide ocean
there once lived a poor old fisherman, who supported
his family by his honest industry. As he was a very
quiet contented man, he lived on the very best terms
with the numerous nixes, who often resorted to this
solitary spot, in preference to the more frequented
lands on the sea shore. They would even occasion-
ally help him at his work, and shew him where the
best fishes were to be found, and sometimes would fling
a rare one into his boat, as he was going home. They
warned him, too, of coming storms, and pointed out
shoals and quicksands, and, in short, lightened his toils
so effectually, that, in spite of his advanced age, he per-
formed his daily labours with very little fatigue. In
return for all this kindness, the fisherman, on his part,
never intruded on their favourite haunts; and when
he sailed to the nearest city to dispose of the rich pro-
duce of his day's fishing, he frequently brought them

back presents of chains or rings, or little silver bells,
in all of which trinkets the nixes take great delight.
As the parents were on such a friendly footing with
the inhabitants of the deep, the children on both sides
were mutually allowed to grow intimate with each
other; and it was a pretty sight to see the fisherman's
little boys and girls frolicking with the agile nixes
along the shore, or playing a thousand tricks with
their watery playmates when they put out to sea in
their skiff. But the fisherman's eldest son, Haldan,
had more especially formed a closer friendship with
one little nix, who had once saved him from drown-
ing when his fragile boat had been upset by a gale of
wind. And these two would often leave their noisier
companions, and retire into a lonely little creek, where
they could play and talk quietly together, half con
cealed by the sea-weeds, and beneath the shade of over-
hanging rocks. Haldan used to bring his dear little
Goldtail-as his brothers and sisters nicknamed her,
on account of her beautiful golden scales-the pretty
flowers he had gathered in the meadows or on the
mountain; while Goldtail, in return, would present

him with a large shell containing costly pearls and
sprigs of coral. Each was so delighted with the other's

gifts, that they would adorn themselves with their
mutual presents, and play like two happy children.
Sometimes, however, they were more thoughtful and

serious; and when Haldan told Goldtail all about the
cottage where they lived, and the little garden with
its trim flowers, and the games he played with other
children, or described the grand, large city, whither his
father had often taken him, with its many, many in-
habitants, its majestic buildings, and glittering shops,
the little nix would sigh and grow sad, and scarcely
be able to repress a bitter tear, as she exclaimed: Oh!
how I wish I might go and live with you! It must
be so fair to dwell on the green, sunny earth!"
And then she looked down sorrowfully on her glit-
tering tail, which all her sisters so greatly envied.
Haldan, too, would sigh, and embrace his little play-
mate, saying: "Aye, if that could but be, how we
would love one another."
Then Gtldtail would repeat to him what she had
heard from her good old aunt Graytail, namely, that
she might be changed to a human shape, provided any
kindhearted mortal would shed his blood to save her
from death. After that, her scales would fall, and she
would become like any other human being; only she
must never so much as touch sea water, or she would

instantly be changed back again to her pristine form.
But these conversations only made the poor children
grow still sadder, as they saw no possibility of fulfilling
such conditions; for though Haldan pricked his arm,
and let the blood drop upon Goldtail, it proved of no
avail, and she remained just the same as before.
One day, as they sat talking of their favourite topic,
and were very much out of heart, they suddenly heard
the rustling of a pair of mighty wings above their
heads, and before they could collect their thoughts, a
formidable eagle had pounced upon Goldtail, and was
about to carry her off in his claws, when Haldan sud-
denly seized a stick that had been cast upon the shore
by chance, and attacking the eagle with a kind of des-
perate courage forced him to relinquish his hold. The
infuriated bird now turned round upon the little boy,
and struck the club out of his hands with a flap of his
strong wings, and tore his flesh with his sharp beak,
and seized him in his claws to fly away with him, in
spite of Goldtail's cries for help. The poor little nix
could only wring her hands in helpless despair, as the
eagle slowly soared upwards with his prize. But,

luckily, Haldan's arms had remained free, and no
sooner did the smarting of his wounds arouse him

from his stupor, than he seized convulsively upon the
eagle's throat and strangled him, before he had flown
: very high, so that both fell down together into the sea.
When Haldan had recovered from the stunning ef-

fects of his fall, he found himself on the shore in the
arms of Goldtail, who was tenderly washing and bind-
ing up his wounds. And oh, wonder of wonders!-
a second glance at his playmate shewed him that she
had lost her golden tail, and was now like one of his
own little sisters. In the fulness of their joy, they
fell upon each other's neck, as though they had met
again after a long separation, and Haldan forgot his
wounds, and rose up to take his little friend home,
and tell his family what a piece of good luck had be-
fallen him. But, first of all, they fastened the eagle's'
feet to the stick, and carried it on their shoulders,
as they gaily went along to the fisherman's cottage.
They had not proceeded far before they were met by
Haldan's youngest sister, who came running towards
them as fast as she could, and told them how the old
nixes, having watched them, had complained violently
to their father about the loss of their child, and how
the latter had been compelled, on their repeated de-
mands, to promise to bind Goldtail and fling her into
the sea. The children looked mournfully at each other,
to think that their dream of happiness should have

vanished so soon; and neither of them knew what to
do or to advise. At length, they both exclaimed in

a breath: No! we will not part from one another;"
and, taking leave of Haldan's kind little sister, they
turned back, and went to seek a safe retreat in a wild
and distant part of the island, where they hoped to
escape from their parents' pursuit.
After wandering for several days, they reached a

thick forest, in which they found a grotto that seemed
to offer a safe and agreeable abode. Near it ran a
babbling stream full of fish, while berries grew in
countless thousands on the ground, and the flocks of
wild pigeons that had built their nests among the rocks
would furnish them plenty of eggs fur their nourish-
ment. Here the children lived for a long time undis-
covered, and played and were as happy as the day was
long, and used often to talk of future plans against
they should be grown up. But their happiness was
not to last. A fish that happened to escape from
Haldan's net swam towards the sea, and betrayed the
secret of their retreat, out of revenge, to one of the
nixes. She immediately swam softly to the spot
pointed out by the fish, and overheard the little her-
mits, as they sat unconsciously on the banks of the
stream, warming themselves in the bright sunshine,
and planning what they would do on the morrow, and
where they had better fish, and how they should lay
in a stock of provisions for the coming winter. After
listening to their conversation, the nix swam back as
noiselessly as she had come, and, calling her parents

and brothers and sisters together, they all agreed to
carry off Haldan when he would be fishing early next
morning, as they had not the power to take their dear
Goldtail by mere force. They, therefore, cautiously
followed up the stream that same night, in the moon-
shine, and the treacherous nix posted the strongest of
the band in a hiding-place near the spot where she had
heard Haldan would come to fish. Scarcely had dawn
appeared in the horizon, and the birds awoke from
their slumbers, when Haldan came along, singing as
he went, in company with his Goldhair-as he now
called her; and while he took out his fishing tackle to
set to work, she turned into a neighboring path to
gather berries. But no sooner had he set his foot in
the water, in order to throw his net more conveniently,
than the stalwart male nix stepped forth from behind
the stump of a tree where he lay hid, and seizing hold
of the boy, whom he flung across his shoulder, hastily
swam down the stream, while the other nixes followed
close upon him, so as to hinder the little captive from
catching hold of a branch to save himself. His screams
for help quickly brought Goldhair to the bank of the

stream; but, alas! only to see her friend's danger, and
to feel how powerless she was to assist him! In vaii

did she weep and implore, in language that would
have moved a stone-the nixes remained inexorable,
and bore their struggling prey to the ocean. Breath-
less and half distracted, Goldhair ran after them till
she reached the sea shore, when she started back in
alarm, as a rising wave had nearly besprinkled her
foot; for she recollected with horror that she would

again become a nix should she touch the waters of
the sea. So she shuddered, and dared not advance a
step further, just as a piercing cry met her ears, and,
on looking round, she perceived her faithful Haldan
being dragged down into the deep; when, losing sight
of everything but his safety, she recklessly plunged into
the flood. Scarcely had she touched the water, when
she felt herself transformed; yet on she went with the

speed of lightning, and, tearing Haldan from the arms
of these cruel robbers, she bore him to their favourite


spot, which was close at hand. But it was too latq
for before she had laid her dear burthen on the see
shore. life was already extinct!

To winds and waves she tells her griet,
And asks them to restore his breath;
But winds nor waves can give relief,
Nor tears can soften ruthless death.

She digs his grave within the deep,
'Mid pearls and gems, in cavern dim;
And soon as he is laid to sleep,
Sh, dying, sings his funerm l ka.

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