Front Cover
 Half Title
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 Prince Lubim and the winged...
 Finikin and his golden pippins
 Prince Malandrach and the Princess...
 The sedge island
 The wonderful self-playing...
 The story of little whitebeard...
 Emelyan the fool
 Thavanan the magician
 Sila Czarevitch and Ivashka with...
 Prince Gold-fish
 Back Cover

Group Title: The winged wolf : and other fairy tales
Title: The winged wolf
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Title: The winged wolf and other fairy tales
Physical Description: 255, 16 p., 9 leaves of plates : ill. ; 20 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Stanford, Edward, 1827-1904 ( Publisher )
Kaf, Ha Sheen ( Composer )
Layard, Arthur ( Illustrator )
Swain, Joseph, 1820-1909 ( Engraver )
R. & R. Clark (Firm) ( Printer )
Publisher: Edward Stanford
Place of Publication: London
Manufacturer: R. & R. Clark
Publication Date: 1893
Subject: Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1893   ( lcsh )
Fairy tales -- 1893   ( rbgenr )
Publishers' catalogues -- 1893   ( rbgenr )
Hand-colored illustrations -- 1893   ( local )
Bldn -- 1893
Genre: Children's stories
Fairy tales   ( rbgenr )
Publishers' catalogues   ( rbgenr )
Hand-colored illustrations   ( local )
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
Scotland -- Edinburgh
Statement of Responsibility: collected by Ha Sheen Kaf ; with fifty illustrations by Arthur Layard.
General Note: Publisher's catalogue follows text.
General Note: Illustrations engraved by Swain.
General Note: Baldwin Library copy illustrations are hand-colored: probably by young owner.
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
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    Half Title
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    Title Page
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    Table of Contents
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    Prince Lubim and the winged wolf
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    Finikin and his golden pippins
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    The sedge island
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    The wonderful self-playing harp
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    The story of little whitebeard the shoemaker king
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    Emelyan the fool
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    Thavanan the magician
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    Sila Czarevitch and Ivashka with the shroud
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    Prince Gold-fish
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SOME time ago, when reading to my children out
of some old books, which I myself had read as a
child, and several of which are now out of print,
it occurred to me that some of the old stories
might be as amusing to the rising generation as
they had been to me. This book is the result, the
stories being collected from rather various sources.
"Little Whitebeard" is taken from a work by
Robert Morier, an author whose Eastern romances
were at one time very popular, though now, I
believe, very little read. "Thavanan" is an Abys-
sinian legend, extracted, with some slight modifica-
tion, from Harris's Highlands of Ethiopia.
"The Sedge Island," "Finikin," and "Prince
Gold-fish" are reprinted from Pleasant Tales by
Popular Authors by permission of Messrs. Rout-
ledge, and my best thanks are due to Messrs.
Chapman and Hall for their kind permission to lay



Russian Popular Tales under contribution for
the other five tales.
All I have done in connection with the stories
has been to select, and, in some cases, abridge and
slightly expurgate them.
In spelling the Eastern names which occur in
one or two of them, I have followed the original
author in all cases. I doubt whether the modern
scientific system would greatly assist readers, who
have no acquaintance with the original languages,
in pronouncing the names correctly, and the accents
and other signs are sometimes a terror to the un-
learned, and this book is intended for very unlearned
readers indeed. I had some thoughts of trans-
lating all of them, but to turn Khodadad into
Theodore, and Gulchin into (shall we say) Rosette,
would have deprived the story of a good deal of
local colour, without any sufficient counterbalancing
advantage. In the case of the Russian names I
have followed the original translator.
In conclusion, I can only hope that my readers
will treat the shortcomings of this work in a
charitable spirit, and that the stories may amuse
them as much as in years long past they amused
me. H. S. K.



















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IN a certain country, a long time ago, there lived

a Czar, or king, named Elidar, with his wife,

Militissa, who had three sons, named Aksof, Hut,

and Lubim. And when Aksof, the eldest, was

twenty years old, he begged leave of his father and



mother to travel in other countries, to see the
world, and seek a beautiful princess for his wife.
So his parents gave him leave, and he set off on his
Not long after this, Prince Hut, in the same way,
begged permission of his parents to travel; and the
Czar and his wife gave their consent. So the two
brothers went out into the world, and wandered
about a long while, until at last, as nothing was
heard of them, they were given up for dead.
Then while the Czar and his wife were grieving
for the death of their lost sons, the youngest brother,
Prince Lubim, likewise entreated them to let him
go forth into the world to seek his brothers. But
his parents said to him, Son, you are too young
to go on such an errand; and how can we part with
you, our only remaining son ? We are already old,
and if any misfortune should happen to you, to
whom should we leave our crown ?" But Lubim
remained firm and said, "It is surely right and
needful for me to travel and see the world, for, if
ever I am called to rule over the country, I must


learn to do so with justice. Besides, I think that I
ought to try to find my brothers, and at least dis-
cover what has become of them."
So at last he persuaded them to let him go; but
they said he must not be away long, and made him
promise to have no companions, and not to expose
himself to needless dangers. When the time
came for him to go, Lubim remembered that
he had neither a proper war-horse nor a suit of
armour, and began to consider how he could get
them; but, as he was going to the city, an old
woman met him, who said, "Wherefore so sad,
Prince Lubim ? At first he did not deign to reply;
but on second thoughts, reflecting that old folks are
wiser than young ones, he turned round, and going
up to the old woman, told her that he was going on
a long journey to look for his brothers, but could
obtain neither a good horse nor armour. Then the
old woman said, I will tell you where to get them.
Upon your father's forbidden meadows, which no
one is allowed to use except the king, behind twelve
gates, you will find a trusty steed, a suit of armour,

and a sword: the steed is fastened with twelve
When Lubim heard this, he thanked the old
woman, and went off at once to the forbidden
meadows. On coming to the place where the horse
was, he did not at first know what to do, for it did
not seem easy to break down the twelve gates. At
last, however, he made the attempt, and broke down
one of them; then the horse within smelt him,
and, as it was a fairy horse, it knew that he was the
knight who was fated to be its master, so with a
great effort it burst its chains; upon that, Prince
Lubim broke down three more gates, and the horse
trampled down the rest. Then Lubim found the
armour and the sword, and put on the armour, but
left the horse in the meadows; after which he went
to his parents, told them what had befallen him,
and begged their blessing on his travels. So his
parents gave him their blessing, and then mounting
his gallant steed he set forth on his journey. And
he went his way, and travelled a long time until he
came to a place where three roads met; then he saw

in the centre a pillar with three inscriptions, which
ran as follows: "He who turns to the right will
have plenty to eat, but his steed will starve; he
who goes straight forward will hunger himself, but
his steed will have food enough; and whoever takes
the left road will be slain by the Winged Wolf."

When Prince Lubim read this, he pondered over
it, and resolved to choose the- left road, and either
be slain himself, or destroy the Winged Wolf, and
so free all others who might be travelling that way
in future from the danger. So he took the left
road and journeyed on until he came to the open


plains, where he pitched his tent, and was preparing
to rest, when on a sudden he saw the Winged Wolf
coming flying towards him. Instantly he sprang
up, donned his armour, and leaped upon his steed.
Then he rode at the Wolf, and the Wolf flew at
him and beat him so hard with its wings that it
nearly knocked him off his horse; nevertheless,
Lubim kept his seat, and becoming furious from the
blows he was receiving, flew into a violent rage, and
struck the Winged Wolf such a blow with his sword
that he felled it to the ground, and injured its left
wing so that it could not fly.
At first the Wolf was quite stunned by the blow,
but at last it came to itself, and said to Lubim in a
human voice, "Do not kill me! I will follow and
serve you as your trusty squire." Then Lubim
replied, "Know you where my brothers are?"
And the Wolf answered, They have long ago been
slain, but we will bring them to life again, if we
can obtain the beautiful Princess." But how are
we to do that ?" said Lubim. "Listen," said the
Wolf; leave your horse here, and--"

How," cried Lubim, "shall I part from my
faithful steed ?'
"Only hear me out," said the Wolf. "I will
change myself into a horse and carry you; but this
steed of yours, good though he be, is not fit for the
task we have to do. In the city where the Princess
lives there are strings to all the bells; and we
must leap over all of them without touching the
smallest, otherwise we shall be caught and taken
Prince Lubim saw at once that the Wolf spoke
well and wisely; so he consented, and exclaimed,
" On, then Then the Wolf turned himself into
a horse, and Lubim mounted him, and away they
went, until they came to the stone wall of the city;
and when Lubim looked on it, he grew frightened,
and said, How is it possible to leap over this high
wall ? But the Wolf replied, I shall have no
difficulty in doing this; but afterwards fresh
obstacles will arise from your falling in love; then
you must bathe in the water of life, and take some
for your brothers, and also some of the water of


death." Thereupon they leaped safely over the
stone wall, without touching a stone, or even the
smallest of the strings.
Lubim stopped at the palace, and went into the
Court of the beautiful Princess. On entering the first
apartment he found a number of lady's-maids all fast
asleep, but looked in vain for the Princess. Then he
went into a second room, where he found a number
of beautiful ladies-in-waiting all fast asleep, but the
Princess was still not there. Then Lubim went into
the third apartment, and there he saw the Princess
herself sleeping; and she was so beautiful that his.
heart beat with rapture at the sight of her beauty,
and he fell so deeply in love, that he could not tear
himself away from her presence. But at last, fear-
ing that he might be seized if he remained too long,
he went into the garden, to fetch some of the waters
of life and of death. Then he bathed in the water
of life, and taking with him a bladder full of each
of the waters, he returned to the Wolf.
And when he had remounted, and was sitting on
his Wolf-steed, it said to him, "You are grown so


heavy, that we cannot leap over the wall, but shall
strike against it, and arouse the people. Neverthe-
less, you shall be victorious, and kill them, and
when they are all slain, mind that you seize on a
white horse. I will then help you to fight; and as
-soon as we reach our tent, take your own steed and
I will mount the white horse. And when we have
slain all the warriors, the Princess herself will come
to meet you, and offer to be your wife, professing a
violent love for you."
Thereupon they tried to leap over the high wall
of the city; but they -touched the strings, and
instantly the bells rang an alarm through all the
city, and the drums beat. Then every one in the
city jumped up, and all the men got their weapons,
and ran up to the palace, to see what had happened,
and to protect the Princess. Presently the Princess
herself awoke; and perceiving that some stranger
had been in her room, she gave an alarm, which
soon brought all the courtiers round her. There
was quickly gathered a crowd of valiant knights,
and she said to them, "Brave warriors, go forth


and fetch hither this insolent stranger; bring me
his head; so shall his temerity be punished!"
And the knights all
promised not to rest
until they had slain the
man, and brought his
head to the Court. So
the Princess dismissed
them, and went up to
her balcony, and gazed
after her warriors and
the stranger who had
ventured to intrude into
her court.
When the alarm was
given, Lubim had already ridden a great dis-
tance on his Wolf-steed, and was half -way to
his tent before the knights could overtake him.
As soon as he saw them approach, he wheeled
about and grew furious at beholding such an
army of knights in the field. Then they fell
upon him; but Lubim laid about him valiantly

with his sword, and slew many, whilst the Wolf-
steed trod still more under his hoofs: and it ended
in their slaying nearly all the knights. But one
still remained, with a head as large as a beer-barrel;
and mounted/on a white horse. This knight did
not try to run away, but rode bravely at Lubim ;
but Lubim slew him also, and remembering what
the Wolf had said, caught the white horse by the
bridle and leaped upon it, and left the Wolf to
rest; and after a while, as their enemies were either
dead or put to -flight, they betook themselves to
their tent.
When the beautiful Princess saw Prince Lubim
overcome singly such a large host, she collected
a still larger army, and sent them forth against.
him; whilst she went back again to her balcony to
see what would happen. Meanwhile, on reaching the
tent, the Wolf had transformed himself into a valiant
knight, such as no one ever saw or heard of except in
a fairy tale. And presently the second army of the
beautiful Princess was seen approaching-a count-
less host. Whereupon Prince Lubim mounted the


white horse, which he had just captured from the
knight with the big head, and, accompanied by the
Wolf, awaited their attack: and Lubim taking the
right wing, ordered the Wolf to attack the left,
and they made ready for the charge. Then they
fell suddenly on the warriors of the Princess with
a fierce onset, mowing them down like grass, until
only two persons were left on the field, the Wolf
and Lubim. And after this dreadful fight was
ended, the Wolf said to Lubim, See, yonder comes
the Princess herself, and she will ask you to take
her to wife: fear nothing any longer; I am not
really a Wolf, as you suppose, but a king like your
father. Some years ago I was changed into a
Wolf as a punishment for being very cruel, but
now, thanks to your bravery, I have expiated my
crimes; dismiss me now, and let me return to my
own kingdom." So Lubim thanked the Wolf for
his service and counsel, and bade him farewell.
The Wolf thereupon vanished; and when Prince
Lubim saw the beautiful Princess coming towards
him, he rejoiced, and going to meet her, took her


by her lily hands, and kissing her lips, said, "Did
I not love you, fair Princess, I should not have
remained here; but you have seen that my love
was stronger than your armies." The Princess
replied, "Valiant knight, you have overcome all
my powers, and my strong and famous knights,
on whom I relied; my city is now desolate-I
will leave it and go with you: henceforth you
shall be my protector."
"Joyfully do I take you for my wife," replied
Prince Lubim: "and I will guard and protect you
and your kingdom faithfully." Conversing thus
they entered the tent, and sat down to rest and
Early next morning they mounted their horses,
and set out on their journey to the kingdom of
King Elidar; and on the way Lubim said, "Alas,
fair Princess, I had two elder brothers who left
our home before I did, in hopes of winning your
hand; in these wilds they have been murdered,
and where their remains lie I know not; but I have
brought with me the waters of life and of death,


and will seek and restore them to life; they cannot
be far distant from our road; do you therefore
ride on to the pillar with the inscriptions, and wait
for me. I shall soon rejoin you."
So saying, Prince Lubim parted from the
Princess, and went forth to seek his brothers'
remains. He found them at last among some
trees; and after he had sprinkled them with the
water of death, they grew together; then he
sprinkled them with the water of life, and his
brothers became alive, and stood up on their feet.
Then Aksof and Hut exclaimed, "Ah, brother!
how long have we been sleeping here?" And
Lubim said, "Ay, indeed, and you might have
slept on for ever had it not been for me." Then
he told them all his adventures,-how he had
conquered the Wolf, and won the beautiful Princess,
and had brought them the waters of life and
death. Thereupon they all repaired to the tent,
where the Princess awaited them; and they all
rejoiced and feasted together.
When they had all retired to rest, Prince Aksof

said to his brother Hut, "What a tale, indeed,
shall we have to tell to our parents! our youngest
brother will boast that he has won the beautiful
Princess, and awakened us from death. Had we not
better kill him at once than suffer such disgrace ? "
So they agreed and took Lubim's own battle-sword,
and cut him in pieces, and cast his remains to the
winds. Then they threatened the Princess with
the same fate, if she betrayed the secret to any
one; then they drew lots for the plunder, and
the waters of life and of death fell to Prince Hut,
and the beautiful Princess to Prince Aksof.
So they journeyed on to their father's kingdom;
and when they reached the forbidden meadows,
and had pitched their tents, King Elidar sent
messengers to ask who had encamped there. Then
Prince Hut replied, "Tell the King, that his sons
Aksof and Hut are come, and tell our father also,
that we have brought with us some of the waters
of life and of death, and also a beautiful Princess."
The messenger immediately returned to the
Court, and told this to the King, who inquired


whether all his three sons were come; but the
messenger answered, "Only the two eldest, your
Majesty; the youngest is not with them." Never-
theless the King rejoiced greatly, and hastened
to tell the Queen, his wife, of the return of their
two eldest sons.
Then King Elidar and Queen Militissa arose,
and went to meet their sons, and embraced them
tenderly. And when they returned to the palace,
a great banquet was made, and they feasted seven
days and seven nights. At the end of this time
they began to think of the wedding and to make
preparations, and invite the guests.
Now the Winged Wolf, who knew that the two
Princes had slain their brother Lubim, ran and
fetched some of the waters of life and of death,
collected all the remains of Lubim, and sprinkled
them with the water of death, whereupon the pieces
grew together; and no sooner had he sprinkled
them with the water of life, than the brave youth
stood up, as if nothing had happened to him, and
said, "Ah, what a time I have been sleeping!"


Then the Wolf said, Ay, you would have slept
on for ever, had I not come to awaken you"; and
he told Lubim all that his brothers had done; and
then, changing himself into a horse, he said, "Let
us hasten after them as fast as we can; to-morrow
your brother Aksof is to marry the Princess."
So Lubim instantly set out, and the Wolf-steed
galloped over hill and dale, until they arrived at
the city of King Elidar, where Lubim dismounted.
Then he walked through the market, and bought a
dulcimer, and stationed himself in a spot where
the Princess would pass. And, as she was being
conducted to the church, Lubim began to sing the
events of his youth, accompanying himself on the
dulcimer; and when the beautiful Princess drew
nigh, he sang of his brothers, and how cruelly they
had slain him, and deceived their father. Then
the Princess stopped her carriage, and ordered
her attendants to bring to her the stranger with
the dulcimer, and to demand his name and who
he was. But without answering a word, Lubim
went straight to the Princess; and when she saw


him she was overjoyed, and seating him in her
carriage drove off with him straight to the King.
When the King and his wife beheld their son
Lubim, they were unspeakably glad; and the

beautiful Princess said,. "It was Prince Lubim,
not Aksof, who gained my hand, and it was he
too who obtained the waters of life and death."
Then Lubim related all his adventures; and the
King and Queen sent for their sons Aksof and

Hut, and asked them why they had acted so
unnaturally; but they denied the charge. Thereat
the King waxed wroth, and commanded them to
be shot at the gate of the city. Then Prince
Lubim married the beautiful Princess, and they
lived happily for many years: and so ends the



IN a retired village there once lived a poor couple,
who possessed only a cottage and a slip of ground
that yielded a few vegetables. They had also two
pretty little twin boys, much alike in face, though
very different in character. One was a tidy, diligent
little fellow, whom his mother used to call Finikin;


and the other was an idle, careless child, who always
loitered if sent on an errand, and repined when
required to do any work, and him she nicknamed
Winikin. The father earned a scanty subsistence by
working as a day labourer; still, as long as he re-
mained hale and hearty, he managed to provide for
the wants of his family. But once he fell ill, and, as
their poverty did not allow of his having proper
food and medicine, he grew worse and worse, till at
length his recovery seemed almost hopeless. In
this extremity his wife bethought her of an old
hermit who lived in the neighboring forest, and
had often cured poor cottagers with decoctions
from plants and other homely remedies. She there-
fore called her boys, and bade them go and ask the
hermit what could be done for their sick father, and,
above all, not to loiter on the way. Then she
divided a rye cake between them, to eat by the
way, and off the boys set for the forest. No sooner
had they reached it, than they saw an old huntsman
smoking his pipe under a tree.
"Oh!" cried Winikin, "there is old Roger!


Let us go to him instead of to the hermit. He
always tells us such pleasant stories."
But Finikin reminded him that their mother
had told them not to lose time by the way.
Surely," said Winikin, "Roger's advice will be
as good as the hermit's; I shall go no farther."
So Finikin trudged on alone to the hermit's cell,
where he found him making a decoction of some
plants, and asked him to give him some for his
sick father.
"My child," replied the hermit, "there is some-
thing more than these herbs wanting to cure your
father, only it must be fetched from a great
distance." Finikin replied that he was willing to
go anywhere.
"Then," replied the hermit, "you must know
that there is a garden some five or six miles off,
which none but little children like yourself can
enter. It is situated on the top of a cluster of
high rocks, and if you should have the perseverance
to reach it, you will find it full of trees, bearing all
kinds of fruit, which several little boys are in-

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cessantly gathering. You must ask them to give
you some pippins for your father. Should they
consent, all will be well; but should they ask you
to stay to play with them, you must refuse, or the
hours will pass away so quickly that your father
might die before your return."
Finikin begged him to tell him the way to this
garden, and the hermit opened the door at the back
of his cell, which led to a small vegetable garden,
and showed Finikin a tunnel hollowed out in a
rock, through which he could see a distant view of
green fields and blue mountains, and told him that
way would lead him there. He then minutely
described all the objects he would pass on his road,
and told him neither to loiter on his way, nor to
listen to any one who should offer to show him a
shorter road. Finikin promised he would not,
thanked the hermit, and set off at once.
Meanwhile Winikin, after losing half an hour
talking to the old huntsman, and playing with his
dog, suddenly recollected his business, and asked
Roger what he had better do to help his father.


" Why, not stand idling here, youngster, for one
thing," said Roger; "and next, go and ask the
advice of the hermit, who knows better than any
one else what is best to be done! "
"Ay, but my brother has gone there; so it is
no use for me to go too," said Winikin; "so pray
tell me something else I can do instead !"
The huntsman considered awhile, and at last
said, I've heard of a wonderful garden some miles
east of the forest, where all sorts of fruit grow all
the year round, and are really precious stones.
Thus the currants are rubies, the apples are topazes,
and the plums are amethysts or sapphires. If you
could go there, and gather a basket full of cherries,
you might enrich your family for life, and then your
father would want for nothing, and might soon get
Winikin asked Roger to show him the way to
the garden; and the old huntsman took him to a
kind of grotto, so completely hidden by the brush-
wood that the little boy had never seen it before,
though he had often passed near it; and when the


twigs which choked up the entry had been put
aside, he saw a hollow way, with a view of meadows
and hills beyond. Then Roger carefully described
all the objects he must pass, and dismissed him,
warning him not to loiter -on his way, for fear he
should not be back by nightfall.
Winikin now entered the grotto, but stopped
every minute to look at its sparkling walls, which
glittered like diamonds, as a sunbeam filtered
through the narrow passage. At last, however,
he emerged into the open country, and there he
met a beautiful boy with golden locks, who was
carrying a couple of hoops on his arm.
Will you come and play with me, Winikin ?"
said the little stranger.
"Why," said Winikin, hesitating, and thinking
of Roger's warning, "I should like it vastly, only
I am going to a garden beyond the hills, and I am
afraid of being late."
"Don't fear that," said the boy, "for we'll
trundle our hoops that way, and you'll get on
much faster with a hoop than without one."

This persuaded Winikin, and he agreed to play
with the little boy, who gave him one of the hoops,
which were of silver filigree, and a small ivory
stick to trundle it with.
Once, twice, thrice, and away !" said his new
friend, and off they went like the wind. Winikin
thought to reach the hills in about five minutes;
but, at a turn in the road, little Goldlocks went
so fast that he was afraid he would be left behind,
so he followed him as fast as he could, though
he suspected that Goldlocks was not taking the
shortest way. At length Winikin stopped, pant-
ing; and Goldlocks laughed and stopped likewise,
"There's enough of trundling hoops !" and he
flung them over the hedge into a field; and now
we will stop and rest, and play at marbles." So
saying, he drew from his pocket some pearls as large
as marbles, and Winikin could not resist playing.
"And indeed," thus he reasoned with himself,
" I have come along so fast that no time will really
be lost."

It was now noon, and the sun had grown so hot
thatWinikin felt tired and thirsty, when Goldlocks
proposed to pick strawberries in a neighboring
wood. Winikin liked the idea, so the boys went
into the wood, and the strawberries they gathered
were larger and more delicious than any he had
ever tasted before. When Winikin had eaten his
fill, he wished to proceed.
"Oh !" said his companion, "it is still too hot
to walk fast; and, if you will wait awhile in this
shady wood, you will get on all the better a little
later in the afternoon."
Winikin was easily persuaded, and they sat
down on the grass, when his friend drew from his
pocket a humming-top, made of a single carbuncle,
tipped at each end with a diamond, and set it
spinning. Though it was called a humming-top,
it better deserved the name of a musical-top, for
it gave forth sounds as beautiful as those of an
iEolian harp, and formed distinct tunes. Winikin
'listened in speechless admiration, till at length,
weary from excitement and fatigue, he fell fast asleep.


Meanwhile, little Finikin on reaching the
meadows carefully remarked all the objects the
hermit had described,
till at last he came
to a field, where he
saw a little girl cry-
J ing bitterly. Finikin
stopped and asked her
what was the matter,
and she replied, "Oh!
nI am waiting for one
of my twin brothers,
Finikin or Winikin, to
come this way and take me home."
"I am Finikin," said he, "but I never heard
before that I had a sister." "Yes," cried the little
girl; "there were three of us. I am your sister,
Minikin, and was stolen away from my cradle, and
brought here by some children, who are always
playing, and won't let me go home."
Finikin then heard the sound of a pipe, on
which a little boy was playing most delightfully,


and on peeping through a hedge he saw a group
of children dancing.
"Come away," said Minikin, "or they will stop
my escaping."
"Don't be afraid, Minikin," said Finikin, who,
although he thought it strange that his parents had
never said a word about this lost sister, did not for
a moment doubt her words, only you must first
come with me to a garden, where I am going to
fetch fruit for our sick father." And off they ran,
hand in hand, till they were out of sight of the
other children, when Finikin perceived that he had
missed his way.
Never mind," said Minikin, all ways are alike
in this place, and I can take you to an orchard close
at hand, where you will find better fruit than in the
garden you are looking for."
But Finikin recollected the hermit's words, and
persisted in going back to find the right way.
Brother brother said Minikin, do not lose
your time by going back, or I shall never see our
father alive. Come at once to the orchard." And


she began to pull Finikin with all her little
might in the wrong direction, but he loosed her
hold, saying-
I don't believe, now, that you are my sister after
all." And he ran away as fast as his legs could
carry him.
When he had gone some way, he looked back to
see if Minikin were following him, but she had dis-
appeared. Finikin then went on, and, in spite of
heat and fatigue, he only stopped to quench his
thirst at a stream, and ate his bread as he went
along. At length the scenery became wilder; the
rocks grew higher and steeper, and the vegetation
more luxuriant; and soon he saw the garden, just
as the hermit had described it, perched at the top
of a cluster of rocks. So Finikin went round the
base of the rocks and examined them minutely, in
hopes of discovering a path leading to the summit.
No such thing could he find, but he perceived a cleft
between two rocks, over which fell a cascade, that,
owing to the dryness of the season, had shrunk to a
mere thread; and either the work of Nature, or the

hand of man, had fashioned the rocks into rude steps.
These steps Finikin ascended, and at last he reached
the hedge which surrounded the garden; then he
crept through the prickly bushes and found himself
in an earthly paradise. The grass was dotted over
with all kinds of flowers, the trees were loaded with
fruit that shone like precious stones, and the air was
full of splendid butterflies, while birds with gold
and silver plumage were hopping from branch to
branch, and singing most sweetly.
Though Finikin was enchanted by all he saw, he
walked on without stopping to listen to the birds,
or to gather a single flower, till he came to a tree,
where four little boys were gathering plums. Who
comes here ? said the boys, on seeing him; "and
how dared you come into our garden ?"
"Do not be angry," replied Finikin; "I come from
the hermit in the forest, who said that you would
give me some pippins that would cure my father."
"Since you come from the hermit you shall
have some pippins," said one of the boys; "but
you must gather them yourself."

They then led Finikin to another tree, with a
trunk as smooth as glass, which bore golden pippins,
and telling him that he might gather as many as he
pleased, they left him to his own devices. Finikin
then began to climb the tree, but kept slipping down
every moment, while, to add to his perplexities, the
trunk kept growing higher and higher, as if it would
reach the sky. Luckily he recollected that he had
a piece of chalk in his pocket (for he had refused to
stop and play at merils the day before, being sent
on an errand), and having crumbled this to pieces
in his hands, he managed to take a firmer grasp,
and, after desperate efforts, to reach the top of the
tree. He now filled his hat and pockets with
pippins as transparent as topazes, and came down
again. By the time he reached the ground, he
found, to his consternation, that it was twilight.
The boys had picked their plums and had gone;
but, seeing a light, he went up to it, and found that
it came from a fruit-chamber of white marble, filled
with gold and silver filigree baskets, containing
every species of fruit, neatly arranged on ivory


shelves. All the fruit in the silver baskets was still
soft and eatable, while that in the golden baskets
was turned into precious stones. Thus the plums
were sapphires and amethysts; the greengages and
gooseberries, emeralds; the Kentish cherries,
garnets; the whitehearts, rubies, dark on one side
and almost white on the other; the black currants,
black pearls; and so forth. A quantity of similar
baskets were hanging on gold or silver hooks. Here
he found one of the boys, who, after helping him to
empty his pippins into a golden basket which he
gave him, led him down a flight of porphyry steps
into a beautiful hall, lighted up by mother-of-pearl
lamps hanging from the ceiling, where supper was
laid for seven persons. The table was of citron
wood, and round it were set seven cedar stools. On
the walls innumerable toys of all sorts were hanging
on golden hooks. Finikin was so hungry that he
was glad enough to sup, so he sat down; and then
he perceived that two of the stools were empty, and
he wondered why, though he was too polite to ask


When their meal was over, one of the boys
said, "Now, Finikin, we will play some games."
But Finikin begged leave to go, as it was already
so late that he was afraid he should not reach home
till the night was half spent.
If you are afraid of being out late at night,"
said one of his little hosts, you can stay and sleep
in the bed of one of our comrades who is absent;
and to-morrow, at sunrise, we will accompany you
a part of the way, and play together as we go
"Alas said Finikin, "I must not stay to play
while my father is ill; so let me go, even though
it be dark, that I may reach home before it is too
late." They replied that he should do as he liked,
only he must first comply with the custom of their
house; which was, that every guest, on leaving
them, must put out their lights after they were in
bed. Finikin promised to do so; and then the
boys took down from the wall one of those sticks
with a nag's head which children are fond of
riding, saying-


"Since you are a good boy, and won't stop to
play, you shall have a toy to take away with
Finikin was delighted with it, and still more so
when he was told that it would carry him six times
as fast as a horse, wherever he wished to go After
thanking them for it, he thought of his brother,
and asked whether he might not take home some-
thing for him also.
"No," said they, "Winikin must come himself,
and then what we give him will depend on his
The little boys then retired into their dormitory,
where stood five beds, each protected by a curtain
of the finest lace; and as soon as they had lain
down, they called to Finikin and told him to look
behind the door for a long ivory staff, at the end of
which was a silver extinguisher. Finikin did so,
and then put out all the lamps, and, once more
thanking the boys, wished them good-night.
"Good-night, Finikin," cried they; "you may
always come to see us on midsummer eve on your


nag, who will always find the way, though you
could not."
Finikin went back to the supper-room, and
after carrying his basket and nag into the fruit-
chamber, returned, put out all the lights, and
mounted his stick. He had scarcely time to wonder
how he should manage to ride down the steep rocks,
when he found himself sinking into the earth, and
without knowing how, he found himself in the
passage leading into the hermit's garden.
We must now return to Winikin. The sun was
beginning to go down by the time he opened his
eyes, and saw Goldlocks sitting on the grass play-
ing at cup and ball.
Lend me that plaything," said Winikin.
No," said Goldlocks, putting it into his pocket;
"as there are two of us, let us play at something
that will amuse us both." And he pointed to a
couple of golden drums, covered with the finest
vellum, that were lying on the grass. The drum-
sticks were of ebony, inlaid with mother-of-pearl.
We will play at hide and seek," continued he.

"I will hide first, and then beat my drum, and you
must try to find me."
Winikin was fascinated with the proposed game,
and Goldlocks went and hid himself. The first
time Winikin caught him easily enough, and then
Winikin hid, and Goldlocks caught him still sooner.
But, at last, Goldlocks hid himself so well, that,
though he kept beating his drum, Winikin ran every
way without being able to find him, so he began to
beat his own drum, and to shout to Goldlocks to
come back; but all in vain. Poor Winikin then
began to grow frightened, the more so as it was
getting dark, and he had beaten his own drum so
hard, in the attempt to get heard, that he had broken
it. He therefore rambled about till he had lost all
idea of where he was, while the sound of Goldlocks'
drum grew fainter and fainter, and finally ceased
altogether. At last he threw away the broken
drum, which only hindered him making his way
through the brambles that grew thicker at every
step; and it was not until he had scratched his
hands and torn his clothes over and over again that


he managed to find a path out of the wood. On
reaching the outskirts he found himself near a small
lake, and now perceived that he had entirely missed
his road, and was likely to remain without shelter
for the night. But instead of trying to get out of
the scrape by immediate exertion, he sat down and
began to cry. He had remained thus for about a
quarter of an hour, when he saw Goldlocks return-
ing towards him, with the same laughing face as
before, and bringing a couple of battledores covered
with silver nets, with richly wrought handles of
massive gold. The shuttlecock was made of the
plumes of a humming-bird.
"You don't keep up the game with any spirit,"
said Goldlocks; why-do you sit moping here ?"
"Oh!" cried Winikin, "I thought you had run
away and left me; besides I have lost my way, and
don't know what I shall do."
"Let's play at battledore," was Goldlocks' only
Winikin immediately dried his tears, and asked
his friend where he got such pretty toys.


I have plenty more at home, and prettier too,"
replied his companion.
I wish you would take me home with you,"
said Winikin ; where do you live ? There,
across the lake," said the little boy, pointing to
some distant hills.
They then played at battledore, and kept tossing
about the shuttlecock higher and higher, till at last
it fell into the lake at some distance from the shore,
but remained floating on the surface.
Let us jump in and see who will catch it first,"
said Goldlocks. And in a moment he had plunged
in, and was presently out of sight among the bul-
rushes that grew around a little islet in the middle
of the lake. Winikin thought he could do the
same, but he soon got out of his depth, and sank
beneath the surface of the water. He tried to
scream out to his companion, but his voice became
choked, a ringing sound buzzed through his ears,
and his last consciousness of existence was a mock-
ing laugh that echoed distinctly across the lake.
Luckily for him, the lake was not deep; and the


gentle waves bore him to the shore, where he lay
insensible for several hours.
It was near daybreak when Winikin came to his
senses again, and stared about him, wondering
whether it was all a dream. Then he saw one of
the battledores lying beside him, and the lost
shuttlecock, which he thought his playfellow had
left as a promise of his return.
"I had better stop here, or else he will not find
me," thought Winikin.
Just then he saw a little boy coming along as
fast as his wooden horse could carry him-and that
is not saying a little-and when he came near he
found it was Finikin. For the good little fellow
had no sooner carried home his basket, and seen his
father better after eating the pippin, than he had
gone to Roger, and having learnt that he had sent
Winikin to the garden, he set off at full speed to
seek his brother.
It would be hard to say whether Winikin was
most glad to see his brother, or most ashamed of
his own idling. But when Finikin had told about

the hall full of toys, Winikin was so desirous to
bring back a basket full of cherries, and perhaps
have a horse given to him too, that he determined
that nothing should tempt him out of the right way,
if he could but find the road again, and he begged

his brother to lend him his wooden nag. Finikin
consented, and Winikin strode over the stick with
great delight.
"Gee-ho!" cried he; but the nag would not
stir, and he found that Finikin's horse would only
be ridden by his master. Then Finikin told him


to get up behind him, and thus the nag carried
them both to the foot of the rocks, where Finikin
left his brother; for, as the boys had only told
him to come at midsummer, he thought they might
be angry at his returning so soon.
When he was gone, Winikin sat down and
wondered how he should ever reach the garden, for
he had no mind to climb the rocks as Finikin did.
To pass the time, he began to toss up the shuttle-
cock, which soared upwards as if it had wings, and
lighted on a tree in the garden. At this moment
the little boys came out, when one of them, per-
ceiving the shuttlecock, looked down, and cried,
"Who is there ? "
"It is I," said Winikin; "little Finikin's twin
What do you want? continued the little boy.
"I want a basket of cherries; and I want to
see your pretty toys," replied Winikin.
The boys then let down a basket and drew- him
up, and there he found Goldlocks as merry and as
mischievous-looking as ever.

How naughty of you to leave me in the water!"
said Winikin to him.
"I had lost too much
time to stay any longer,"
said Goldlocks.
Then they all breakfasted
on the grass on strawberries
and cream, served up in the
finest porcelain bowls. After
breakfast Winikin said,
"Now let us play." But
the boys told him that they -
could not play with him till '
their work was done; so, in
the meantime, he had better
gather his cherries. Accord-
ingly, they led him to the other end of the
garden, where all the cherry trees grew, and having
pointed one out to him, they returned to their
As usual, Winikin began picking flowers and
chasing butterflies, and doing everything but his


work; and when the boys came to fetch him to play,
they found he had done no more than when they
left him.
"Till you have gathered your fruit, Winikin,
we cannot play with you," said Goldlocks.
He then laid a golden trap-ball on the grass,
and the five little boys began to play very merrily.
Winikin at last overcame his idleness, and he began
to climb the tree: but he got on so slowly that by
the time he had reached the top, and eaten a
quantity of the cherries, and filled his pockets, the
boys had returned to their work, and he lay down
on the grass exhausted. After a time they came to
fetch him in to dinner. They first led him through
the fruit-chamber, where they helped him to empty
his pockets into a silver filigree basket; and after
warning him not to diminish his fortune by eating
any of the cherries, as they would harden into
rubies in two or three days, they took him into the
hall where the table was laid. Winikin could
scarcely eat for looking at the toys, and when dinner
was over, he asked leave to play with some of them.


The boys showed him a great many playthings
he had never seen before; but at last they reminded
him that it was time to start for home, if he wished
to reach it before night.
"So I will," said Winikin, "if you will give
me a wooden horse, such as you gave my
But the boys told him they had not such another;
still, as they did not wish to send him away empty-
handed, they made him a present of the agate cup
and ball, fastened to a gold chain, which he had
seen Goldlocks playing with. Winikin was well
pleased with this toy, and taking up his basket,
followed the little boys down a seemingly endless
flight of steps, which brought them to the bottom
of the rocks, where he saw a little crack just large
enough for him to creep through.
"Now," said Goldlocks, "you see that large
brown butterfly, whose wings are tipped with dark
blue ? If you follow him, he will show you the
way; but mind you don't lose sight of him."
So Winikin set off. At first he followed the


butterfly conscientiously enough; and as butterflies
never go in a straight line, but keep bobbing up
and.down, and lighting now on this flower, now on
that, he was able to keep up with him easily. But,
just at a turn in the road, a splendid golden butter-
fly rose out of a bush, and Winikin could not help-
running after it, though he perceived that it went
in the wrong direction. I can soon overtake old
Browncoat again," thought he. The brown butter-
fly waited awhile on a flower, as if to give him time
to think better of it, and then flew away, and was
soon out of sight. Meanwhile Winikin was led a
fine dance over bank and bush; and when at last
he gave up the chase, he perceived that -he had
dropped some of the cherries. He now went back to
search for them, and if possible rejoin the brown
butterfly; but, after so many turnings, he could not
find the path he had come by, and so the cherries
were quite lost, and the butterfly too.
"After all," said Winikin, "a few cherries do
not matter: and since they are broken into, I may
as well eat a few more to refresh myself! So he


sat down and ate several, and then took out his cup
and -ball to amuse himself. But the ball gave him
a blow on his forehead, and finding this repeated
several times, he put it back into his pocket. Then
hegot up and tried to find his way, until fatigue
and thirst having led him to apply frequently
to his basket, on the system that "one more"
could not make much difference, he had nearly
eaten up his whole fortune. At length, after
wandering till twilight, he found himself just where
he had started, and recognized the rocks and the
garden, though he did not see any of the boys. He
now tried to find the crevice through which he. had
crept out that morning; but a foaming cascade was
dashing down just over the place where he thought
the opening might be, so there was no hope of
getting in that way. He then shouted to Goldlocks
to come and help him, and after a while the five
boys came and looked over the hedge, and asked
why he disturbed them.
"I have lost my way, dear boys," said Winikin,
in a coaxing tone ; "so pray let me in to sup with


you in the hall of toys, and let me sleep here for
the night !"
"We have done supper," said the boys; "but
you shall have some, provided you promise to put
out our lights, and then go, for we have no spare
Winikin was obliged to agree, as he wanted his
supper, and they let down a basket, and drew him
up as before; and after taking him into the hall,
they went to bed. After he had done supper, the
boys called out to him to look for the extinguisher
behind the door, and to put out the lights.
"But," said Winikin in a piteous tone, "how
am I to get out of the garden ?"
Goldlocks replied, looking as grave as he could-
"There is a bat outside that will show you the
way, and if you follow him better than you did the
butterfly, you will reach home in tolerable time."
Then Winikin put out the lamps in the dormitory,
but he could not resist going once more round the
hall to look at the toys; and, when he reached the
door of the fruit-chamber, he thought he might as


well fill up his basket again, as a few cherries would
not be missed from such a quantity. This he accord-
ingly did; and then began to extinguish the lights,
but very foolishly he extinguished the lights nearest
the door first, so that he found himself in the dark
when he had put out the last lamp.

Winikin was now so frightened that he did not
know what to do, so he hid in a corner hoping that
the boys would fall asleep, and that he would be
able to escape in the morning before they were up.
But presently they got up, and came into the hall,
each carrying a rod in his hand; and, when they
found he had stolen their cherries, they gave him
a good beating, and fetching an ivory ladder, they


put it down to the ground, and made him leave the
garden at once.
Winikin cried bitterly, but at last set off on his
way; and as Goldlocks had promised, a bat flew
before him to show him the way. Winikin followed
the bat for some time, but a troop of fireflies passed
by, and he left the bat to run after them. The
result was that he again lost his way, and after a
good deal of toil, and having eaten all the rest of
his cherries, he found himself back at the foot of
the rocks.
When the boys saw that he had come back a
third time they were very angry, and said, "You
must not come into our garden any more; and as
you are not to be trusted to go home by yourself,
we shall now send you back."
So saying, they disappeared for a moment, and
presently crept out at the foot of the rocks, bringing
with them a go-cart, into which they put Winikin;
and upon their crying out, "All right it darted
off as fast as an express train. The go-cart ran
over hills and dales, rocks and water, till at length


it stopped at the door of a large farm-house; and
then, as soon as Winikin had got out, it darted off
again at double speed.
Winikin could not see his father's house, so he
asked a passer-by where it was.
Straight before your nose, you young idler !"
said the man.
Just then his mother appeared at the door of
the farm-house.
"Well, Wiflikin," said she, embracing him,
"you have been a long time, but I suppose you
have brought something worth the trouble."
It must be explained that what had appeared
three days to Winikin was, in fact, three weeks;
for in that enchanted region a single day was equal
to a week in the ordinary world; and Finikin had
only escaped this law because he had returned home
before midnight, and so had not spent a whole day
The mother then led Winikin into the house,
where he found Finikin and his father, who had
quite recovered after eating one of the pippins.


All the rest had hardened into topazes, and the
proceeds of their sale had served to buy and stock
the new farm.
Winikin was very much ashamed to have nothing
to produce but an empty basket, and a cup and ball
which gave him a rap on the head every time he
played with it when he ought to have been doing
something else. In time, however, he learnt to
profit by its striking lessons, and accustomed him-
self to more regular habits. In time both the
brothers grew up, and became celebrated gardeners,
by which they amassed substantial fortunes.


IN a certain country there was once a city called
Anderika, where there lived a Czar, a clever man,
named Ibraim Tuksala. He and his wife had been
married for thirty years, and had always lived in
peace and happiness, but they had no child. At
last they prayed with tears that Heaven would give
them a child; their wish was fulfilled, and they had
a brave little boy, whom they named Malandrach.

The little fellow grew wonderfully fast; as buck-
wheat dough rises with leaven, so did the little
Prince grow and grow. The Czar had his son
taught all kinds of arts ; and when the boy came to
mature years, he went to his father and said, "My
lord and father, you have had me instructed in
various arts, but there is one which I have not yet
My dear son, Malandrach," said the Czar, tell
me what art you desire to learn; I will provide you
masters." And thereupon the Prince answered,
"My lord and father, yesterday I was reading a
Swedish book, in which I found that there are
people able to fly in the air with wings. I have a
great desire to learn this art, and I entreat you to
procure masters who may teach it to me."
The Czar replied, My dear child, it is impossible;
you must have been reading some silly fairy tale;
do not believe such stories; nevertheless I will send
to foreign lands to make search for such people;
and if they can be found I will order them to be
brought hither, and have you instructed in their art."

So the Czar instantly sent messengers into distant
lands, commanding them to seek everywhere for
flying men, and, if they found any, to bring them
to his court. So the messengers went forth into
various countries, and after three years they found
a master of the art in the city of Austripa, and
brought him to the Czar Ibraim; and when
Malandrach saw him he was overjoyed. Then the
Czar asked this person whether he understood the
art of flying: and the man replied, "Gracious
sovereign, although it is not for me to praise myself,
yet in truth I am the first master in our country.
If your Majesty desires me to teach Prince
Malandrach to fly in the air, you must have a large
and lofty hall built, two hundred ells long and as
many wide, and one hundred ells in height: this
hall must be quite empty, and have a great number
of windows, and a little closet adjoining it."
When the Czar heard this, he instantly ordered
such a hall to be built. And as soon as all was
ready, the high-flier made two pairs of wings-one
for himself, and the other for Malandrach; and he

began to teach the Prince to fly in this hall, fasten-
ing the wings on to himself and Malandrach: and
when he left off teaching, he laid the two pairs of
wings in the closet, locked them up and took away
the key. But one day it happened, when the Prince
had taken his lesson, and the master locked up the
wings in the closet, that Malandrach observed that
he had forgotten to take away the key, and, without
saying anything to his teacher, went with him to
his father.
Now just at this time the Czar had a great feast
prepared, and a large number of guests invited.
Then Malandrach, without saying a word to any one,
hastened to the large hall, took his wings from the
closet, fastened them on to his shoulders, went into
the courtyard, and began to flap his wings. There-
upon he flew up on to that lofty building, alighted
upon it, and resting there gazed with delight over
his father's kingdom. After a while he wished to
descend to the ground; but suddenly a shudder
came over him, and he dreaded to let himself down
from such a height; and instead of descending, he

mounted higher and higher, until at length the
earth appeared only like an apple, he had flown so
Just then a strong wind arose, which carried
Prince Malandrach into an unknown country; and
his strength began to fail him, so that he could
not manage his wings, and began to fall. Then
he beheld the wide sea beneath him, and was
exceedingly terrified; but collecting his remaining
strength, he rose aloft again, and looked round him
on every side to see whether no shore was to be
seen. At length he described in the distance a small
island; so he flew towards it, and, alighting, he took
off his wings and tucked them under his arm.
Then he set out rambling about the island in
search of food, for he was sorely pinched by hunger;
and he found by chance a tree, with sweet fruit
upon it, of which he ate his fill. Then he lay down
to sleep upon the grass, under a spreading tree, and
slept there till daybreak. In the morning Malan-
drach arose, and was about to fasten on his wings,
but his arms ached so much that he could not move

them; so he was obliged to stay there ten long
days. On the eleventh day, however, he fastened
on his wings, blessed himself, mounted high into
the air, and looked round on all sides, to seek for
his father's kingdom; he could not, however, discover
it, but towards evening he espied a shore, upon
which was a thick forest: so he alighted, took off
his wings, and following a path he came at last to
the gates of a city. Then he concealed his wings
under a bush, and going into the city inquired for
the market-place. And when-they showed him the
way, he went to it and bought a long cloak. Then
he returned to the forest, put his wings under his
arm, underneath the cloak, and betook himself again
to the city, where he met a man, whom he asked,
"Know you, friend, of any dwelling that is to be
let ? The stranger replied, You are doubtless a
Just so," replied Prince Malandrach; I am a
merchant from India, and was coming hither in a
ship with my wares, when, unfortunately, our vessel
was wrecked in a storm, and I was cast on the shore


of this kingdom upon a raft, to which I had made
myself fast."
"My friend," said the stranger, "if you like to

come and live with me, I will maintain you like
mine own son." So Malandrach willingly con-
sented, and went home with the stranger; and he
lived in his house more than a month, never going
outside the courtyard. His host, observing this,

asked him, Why do you never take a walk in the
city, and see the noble buildings and old ruins ?"
Then Malandrach begged his host, whose name was
Achron, to take a walk with him and show him the
royal court. So the man accompanied Malandrach
about the city until evening, when they returned
home and lay down to sleep.
The next day Prince Malandrach awoke betimes,
rose from bed, washed and dressed himself, said his
prayers, and bowed to all four points of the compass.
And after breakfasting he went alone to take a
walk; at length he came outside the city, and
perceived an immense stone building surrounded
by a wall; he walked round this wall, and could
not see any gate, but only a little door, which was
locked fast. Prince Malandrach marvelled greatly
at this enormous building, and on his return home,
asked his host what it was. The man replied that
it was a royal palace, in which lived the daughter
of the king of the country, and that her name was
Salikalla; but that he did not know what was the
reason of her being shut up there.

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When Prince Malandrach heard this, he took his
wings and went back the next day to the stone
building. There he waited till evening, and then
fastened on his wings, flew over the wall into the
garden, and alighted on a tree. And as he sat
perched upon the tree, he looked towards the
window where the Princess Salikalla sat, which was
not far off.
Soon the Princess lay down to sleep, and
Malandrach watched her; and in an hour's time he
flew in at the window, which was left open. He
went gently up to the Princess, and saw she was
asleep; then he wished to awaken her, but dared
not. He stood gazing at her beauty, and stayed
there until near daybreak; then he hastened home,
fearing to awaken the Princess. So he silently
took leave of her, and left behind a sign by which
she might perceive that some one had been there:
he laid her shoes beside her head, and then flew
out of the window, went home, and lay down to
In the morning the Princess awoke, and thought,

when she perceived the shoes, that they had been
laid there by her attendant, who slept in the
adjoining room. Then she asked the servant, who
replied that she had not done it; whereat the
Princess wondered greatly.
In the evening Prince Malandrach went again to
the stone palace, fast-
ened on his wings,
flew through the
window, and gazed
on the beauty of the
Princess. Beforeday-
break, when he was
'1 obligedtogohome,he
again took the shoes,
laid them at the head of the couch, then flew out
of the window, went home, and lay down to sleep.
When Salikalla awoke the next morning, and
perceived the shoes again on her couch, she asked
the servant whether she had laid them there. But
Sthe servant replied that she had not seen them;
whereat the Princess wondered still more than

before; and she resolved not to sleep the next night,
but to watch who laid the shoes upon her couch.
Prince Malandrach waited until the evening,
then took his wings under his arm and returned to
the palace; and when he thought that the Princess
was asleep, he bound his wings on and flew in at
the window. But hardly had he approached the
couch, when the Princess suddenly seized him with
both her hands, and exclaimed, "Who art thou ?
how dost thou dare to come hither?" Prince
Malandrach knew not what to answer for astonish-
ment, and fell to entreating pardon of the Princess.
She would not, however, let him go, until by threats
she made him tell her who he was, and how he had
come into the palace. Then he told her the whole
truth, from beginning to end; and the Princess
Salikalla was so pleased that she kissed his lips, and
begged him to remain, asking him to forgive her
for having been so rough and unkind.
"Fair Princess," replied Malandrach, "tell me
truly, I pray, why art thou shut up alone in this
palace, without any living creature near you ?"


Then the Princess told him the story of her life.
"When I was born," said she, "my father summoned
all the wise men to him, and asked them how long
I should live; and they told my parents that until
my fifteenth year I should live happily, but that
then some evil should befall me; upon hearing this
my father ordered this house to be built, and when
I was ten years old he placed me here. My parents
visit me from time to time, and a servant is given
to attend upon me. My mother will be here in a
week's time; tarry, dear Prince, until then, and
cheer my solitude."
Prince Malandrach readily consented, and the
time passed quickly in various amusements and
conversation; until one day the Princess saw her
mother coming towards the palace to visit her.
Then she called to Malandrach, and begged him
instantly to depart; but just at the instant when
he had fastened on his wings and was flying out of
the window, the old Queen observed him; and
astonished at the sight, she asked her daughter
what it meant, and she pressed her so with en-

treaties and threats to tell her the truth, that
Salikalla at last told her of the visit of Malandrach,
and how he had come flying in at her window.
When the Queen heard this, she went straight
to the King, and told him all that her daughter had
said. Then the King instantly sent a number of
soldiers to seize Malandrach, and bring him into
his presence. And the soldiers went at once to the
house where Malandrach lived, took him away and
led him before the King. Then the King asked
him whose son he was, from what country he had
come, and what was his name. The Prince replied,
and told the plain truth; and the King thereupon
called his daughter, and said, "Tell me, is this the
same man who flew in through the window ?" She
answered that it was, and added that she loved him
with her whole heart. Then the King took his
daughter by the hand, and gave her to Prince
Malandrach, saying to him, "My dearest son-in-
law, receive from my hand -my only daughter for
your wife, and live with her in happiness and love."
And the wedding was celebrated forthwith.


So Malandrach married the Princess Salikalla;
and after living with his father-in-law for half a
year, he asked leave to go with his wife to his own
father. So the King ordered a ship to be prepared,
and dismissed them with his blessing; and Malan-
drach sailed with the Princess to his own country.
When they arrived at the Court of his father, the
Czar Ibraim was overjoyed to see him again, and he
asked him, "Where have you been this long while,
and by what accident did you wander from my
kingdom?" And Malandrach told his father the
whole truth.
The Czar Ibraim was now very old; so he placed
the crown on the head of his son, and soon after
died. Prince Malandrach lived with his beloved
wife Salikalla many years in great harmony and


ON a sultry summer's day, once upon a time, an old
fisherman and his daughter Hella went out fishing,
on a lake which extended from their village far
into the land, forming a kind of gulf in the woods.
The girl rowed, while the old man cast his nets.
The father had never before taken his child so



far. The sun was burning hot, not a breath of wind
was stirring, and the lake was as smooth as a mirror.
The heat and fatigue gradually overpowered, the
old man, and he fell asleep. Hella would not
disturb her father, so she withdrew the oar, and
allowed the boat to float along on the smooth water.
By degrees the scenery grew stranger to her sight,
and at last she saw at a distance a small island,
thickly overgrown with sedges, reeds, and tall
flowers; but it all looked different from anything
she had ever seen before. Beautiful birds of strange
plumage were rocking to and fro on slender blades
of grass, while butterflies, blue, red, and golden,
were fluttering round the flowers, and a soft breeze
brought her the exquisite perfume of all these
strange-looking plants. And now she could dis-
tinguish soft music which seemed to proceed from the
sedges, as if children were playing on little pipes-
and most sweetly did they sound on the quiet air !
"How delightful it must be there, in the cool shade!"
thought Hella; and who can be the people play-
ing on the pipes ? Perhaps they are fishermen's


children like myself. How nice it would be to
make their acquaintance!" The little girl would
have liked to have gone over to the island, but she
did not dare wake her father, neither would she do
anything without his leave.
The music, however, grew louder and more
enticing, and the wish to row somewhat nearer to
the island grew irresistible in the child's breast.
"I must do it," she said to herself; "my father
sleeps so soundly that it won't wake him." She
then dipped the oar into the water as softly as she
could, in order to row to the island, when suddenly
it slipped from her hand, and fell with a loud crash
into the boat. The old man awoke, rubbed his
eyes, and then looked about him and listened.
"Why! that is the wicked island!" cried he,
turning pale with fright. Stop your ears, Hella !
stop your ears, my dear child, before the nixies begin
to sing, or else you will be lost !" He then snatched
the oar out of her hand, and rowed away so lustily
that the boat shot across the water like an arrow.
They were soon a long way from the island, and


the music faded away in the distance. It was only
then that the fisherman allowed his daughter to
take her hands away from her ears. What was
that pretty garden that we saw, father ? And what
was that beautiful music ? asked Hella.
The old man, who had given over rowing in
order to rest, fetched a long breath, and said, "My
child, think no more about what you have seen and
heard. The garden you saw was the wicked Sedge
Island. The children of the nixies sit there during
the day, and entice fishermen's children with their
flutes to come to them; and then they sing their
songs to them; and when once poor mortal children
have heard these songs, they cannot easily forget
them." But if the songs are pretty, father, where
is the harm of them ?" inquired Hella. "What
silly things you ask said the old man. "There
is great harm in them. Whoever has heard the
songs of the nixies, were it but once in his life, is
fond of singing them; and whoever sings them on
the lake, must jump into the water, whether he
will or not. I forbid you to think about these

things any more. And, once for all, never you dare
row over to the island, for if you do, you are lost for
ever. Neither must you tell any living soul that
we have been near the nixies or seen their island.
It would only give us a bad name among our
neighbours. And now, not a word more on the
Hella was silent, for she was afraid of her father,
but she could not get the pretty melodies she
had heard out of her head. Meantime they had
reached home. The father and daughter landed,
and after securing the boat to its stave, they carried
the fish, the nets, and the oars into the cottage.
A short time after, the old fisherman died. On his
death-bed he once more warned Hella against the
dangerous island, and made her promise that she
never would attempt to visit it.
The orphan girl was adopted by another fisher-
man and his family, and as she continued to be as
good, industrious, and amiable as ever, she was
beloved by all the inhabitants of the village. Only
she was not quite so diligent at fishing as formerly,


because her curiosity to see the forbidden island
once more left her no peace. She did not, however,
speak of it to any one.
A whole year had gone by, when Hella once
again went out alone with her nets. She had rowed
about a long time without catching any fish, when,
looking intently into the water, she perceived some
beautiful flowers floating near the boat. She caught
as many as her hand could reach, and gazed at them
with delight.
Surely they have come from the Sedge Island "
thought she. If I might but go there! But I
must not! added she, looking wistfully towards it.
Then she resumed her rod, but not a fish would
A red and blue butterfly, striped with gold, now
came flying through the air, and settled on the
flowers which lay in her lap. He surely comes
from the Sedge Island !" thought she again.
"How I should like to go there-if it were but for
once And yet I dare not," said she, after a pause,
while tears filled her eyes. She then held her apron


over her face, and wept for a long while, during
which she neither saw nor heard what was going
All at once something fluttered over her head,
and when she looked up she saw a beautiful bird
perched on one end of
her boat. It looked
at her with its bright ,
eyes, and twittered
softly, as if it had
all sorts of secrets to
tell her. "I see by
your looks that you
come from the Sedge
Island, you pretty
creature! "said Hella.
" How beautiful everything is that comes from
there. I wish I might see the children of the nixies,
were it only once. My father said they were very
wicked, but I cannot think they are really so."
The gorgeous bird then rose into the air, display-
ing his splendid plumage as he slowly glided away


towards the nearest clump of trees. He means to
show me the way to the island," said the girl. I
must just see what is become of him." So she rowed
after him, and had just reached the clump of trees,
when she heard the village bells. They sounded so
solemnly, like a warning voice reminding her of her
dead father, and her promise never to go to the
island, that she stopped rowing.
The butterfly now flew out of her lap, and he,
too, went in the same direction. Hella watched
him mournfully. "He is gone also!" cried she,
"so I may as well throw away the pretty flowers,
for they cannot be of any use to me now." She
then threw the flowers into the lake, and they
floated away in the same direction as the bird
and the butterfly had taken. But, instead of
following up her good resolution and turning
round to go home, she thought she would just
go to the clump of trees to see what had become
of the bird, the butterfly, and the flowers. "And
then," she said, "I will turn back at once, and
never-never think of the island again."


And away she rowed with feverish haste, till she
had reached the wooded creek; when lo the wonder-
ful island lay before her in all its beauty. She was
now frightened, and wished to turn back, but her
arm seemed to have lost the power of guiding the
oar. The sweet music sounded from among the
sedges, but the village bells were hushed. Indeed,
she would no longer have attended to them if they
had been heard. For no sooner had she heard the
enchanting music than she forgot her father and her
promise, and even her conscience ceased to smite
her. "I must go there-I will go !" cried she,
" come what will Fresh strength seemed now to
animate her, as she seized the oar; while the bird,
the butterfly, and the flowers, having reappeared,
preceded the boat, which seemed impelled by some
invisible power, and dashed along the surface of the
water as if it were itself a bird. She quickly reached
the shady island, and jumped out of the boat on to
the many-coloured pebbles of its shore.
With a beating heart, she now glided through
the slender stems of the sedges which arched over


her head like tall palm-trees. She soon reached a
more open spot, where the nixies' children were
sitting under the shade of flowers, and playing on
their little pipes. They were lovely, and had fair
hair and beautiful dark eyes. They smiled at the
fisherman's daughter as she came out from the
sedges, and went on playing. Hella lay down on
the grass beside them, and listened, and felt as if
she must remain rooted to the spot for ever. But
when the sun was about to sink, the little nixies left
off playing, and said to her, Hella, get into your
boat and row home, that your foster-parents may
not scold you for being too late. But come again
to-morrow, and we will teach you how to dance in
the ring, and sing you our songs, which you will
like to hear."
Hella did as she was told, and returned to her
boat and went home. She was delighted with what
she had seen and heard. But when she approached
the village, she began to fear that her foster-parents
would scold her for having stayed out so long, with-
out bringing home any fish. However, on looking


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down at her nets, she found that they were filled
with the finest trout. The nixies had secretly done
her this good turn. So she landed with a lighter
heart; and when her friends saw what a quantity
of fish she had taken, they were greatly pleased, and
did not inquire why she had been so long away, for
they took it for granted that she had caught them
all herself.
So Hella rowed over to the pretty island every
afternoon, and spent several hours there. She
almost forgot how to fish; for her nets were always
filled with trout for her by the little nixies. The
children had grown very kind to her, and had
taught her a lot of pretty games, and sang such
delightful songs to her that she could think of
nothing else. But as soon as the sun was sinking
behind the mountains, the little nixies invariably
urged Hella, with a kind of feverish uneasiness, to
make haste and get home before it was dark.
But the evenings grew more and more beautiful,
for it was now full moon; and Hella would gladly
have lingered longer on the island, and the little


people put on such a mysterious look whenever she
asked why she might not stay a little later, that
her curiosity was excited, and she determined to
find out the reason.
So one day she went, as usual, to the island, and
when the time came for her to go, she took leave
of the children, and stepped into the boat; only,
instead of rowing homewards, she directed the boat
softly towards a creek, from which she could peep
through the clumps of flowers, and see what the
nixies' children did.
She held her breath as she sat listening; and
just as the moon rose, the water suddenly became
transparent, and, oh, wonder of wonders a dazzling
brilliancy streamed from the bottom of the lake, as
though from heaps of silver and precious stones;
and this proceeded from the trees and plants below,
which were still more wonderful than any she had
seen on the island. But in the middle of the silver
trees stood a large mother-of-pearl castle, inlaid with
red coral and coloured shells, and beside the castle
was a tower, built of the clearest amber; and in


every story of it hung a large bell of pure
It was a rare sight. Hella looked and looked,
and could not gaze enough. The moon now shone
right over the castle, then all the crystal bells in
the tower began to peal. This seemed to be a
signal to the children on the island. They once
more danced their round, keeping time to the bells,
and singing-
"It is time it is time !
To the water let's go !
Earth is dark," says the chime,
"But 'tis daylight below."
As soon as their song was over, down they all
jumped into the water. Hella looked after them,
and was ready to sink with fright at what she saw.
Those very children with whom she had just been
playing were changed into quite different creatures
the moment they entered the water. It is true
they still retained their lovely faces, flaxen hair,
and dark eyes, but their bodies were covered with
scales, and their legs were changed into fishes' tails.

The poor girl's blood ran cold at the sight; she did
not dare to stir, for fear the nixies should see her,
and drag her down below. And it was not until
the moon had hidden itself behind a cloud, and the
breeze had ruffled the surface of the water, that
Hella ventured to row home. She was still pale
when she reached the cottage. On being asked
what was the matter with her, she said she felt ill,
and went to bed. She now recalled all that had
taken place since the day that she first saw the
Sedge Island; and scalding tears ran down her
cheeks, as she repented of her curiosity and dis-
obedience. And she never afterwards returned to
the island.
Another year passed, and in the estimation of
her friends, Hella appeared as active and as good
as ever. It is true her nets no longer filled them-
selves, and she was obliged to work hard in order
to catch fish, but she did it cheerfully. Only when
she was alone, she could not resist indulging herself
in thinking about the wonderful island, and when-
ever she could, she sang the songs she had learnt


from the nixies' children in an under voice. She
took care, however, not to do so on the lake.
Now it happened one evening that the youths
and maidens of the village were sitting on an open



spot near the shore. The youths were making oars
and fishing-hooks, while the girls were netting; and
they spent their time very pleasantly by telling
stories or singing songs in turn. On these occa-
sions Hella generally sat on a large white stone,


surrounded by water, not far from the shore. This
stone could easily be reached by stepping over the
boats which lay between it and the land. She was
sitting there on the present occasion, and when it
came to her turn to sing, several voices cried out,
" Hella! come down from your stone, and sit in
our circle, that we may hear you better."
"No, no!" cried some others, "let her sit up
there, it will sound so much prettier, if the song
comes over the water."
Hella remained where she was. She sang an
old fisherman's song she had learned from her
father, and the song sounded solemn in the still of
the evening. The youths and maidens listened
with delight, and when the song was finished they
all said, One more song, Hella! pray let us
have one more song! "
I know none prettier than that," said she.
You will surely recollect some other," said they;
and they besought her so that she could not refuse.
"Give me a little more time to think," said


She then leaned upon her arm, and gazed into
the water.
Meanwhile the moon had risen, and was brightly
reflected at the very spot on the surface of the lake
at which Hella was peering into its depths. She
fancied that she saw a large flower, that was cast
against the rock by the waves. She snatched at it,
and as she looked and looked at the flower she
became lost in thought, and forgot all that was
around her.
"Sing, Hella cried the girls. "It is getting
late, and it will soon be time to go to bed."
But Hella did not attend to them. Her eyes
were still riveted on the flower she held in her hand.
On a sudden she rose up, and with a clear voice
that resounded far across the lake in the silence of
the night, she sang-
"It is time it is time
To the water let's go !
Earth is dark," says the chime,
"But 'tis daylight below."

And as soon as she had finished, she glided off


the stone and jumped into the lake; at the same
moment the white arms of children appeared above
the waves, and drew her down below! And it
sounded from the depths as though many singers
repeated the same song with voices as clear as bells,
till they were lost in the rushing of the waves.
"What was that ? said the girls; while the
youths flew to the water's edge to plunge after her
and save her. But an old fisherman, who had just
joined them, said, "Be still, children; you will not
be able to save her. Hella has been drawn down
by the nixies. I was present when her father
warned her on his death-bed; and I heard her
solemnly promise not to have anything to do with
the false children of the lake. She did not mind
her father, and now she reaps the punishment of
her disobedience."
Three days after, the waves washed ashore the
dead body of the poor fisher girl.



IN a certain country there once lived a king named
Filon, whose wife, Chaltura, had an only son named
Astrach, who from his earliest years had a strong
desire to render himself famous by heroic deeds.

When he came to full age, Astrach began to think
of marrying, and he asked his father in what king-
dom lived the most beautiful of all princesses. The
King replied, If it is your wish to marry, my dear
son, I will show you the portraits of all the
princesses in the world, and you can judge for your-
self." So saying, he led Prince Astrach to a gallery
and showed him the pictures. After examining
them all carefully, Astrach fell passionately in love
with the Princess Osida, the daughter of Afor the
Sultan of Egypt. Then he begged for his father's
blessing and leave to go to the Court of the
Egyptian Sultan, to sue for the hand of Osida.
King Filon was pleased at the thought of his son's
marrying, gave him his blessing, and dismissed
him. Then Prince Astrach went to the royal
stables to choose a good horse for himself, but he
could find none to his liking; so he started on his
journey to Egypt alone on foot; and he wandered
about a long time, until at length he perceived, at
a distance, rising from the plain, a palace of marble,
roofed with gold, which emitted beams of light,


dazzling as the rays of the sun. Then Prince
Astrach went towards the palace; and on reaching
it he walked round the building, looking in at
every window to see if any people were inside, but
he could see no one. So he went into the court-
yard, and walked up and down for some time, but
there too he found no living soul; then he entered
the marble palace, and went from room to room, but
all was silent and deserted. At length Astrach
came to an apartment in which a table was spread
for one person; and being very hungry, he sat
down, and ate and drank his fill; after which he
laid himself down on a bed and fell fast asleep.
As soon as Prince Astrach awoke, he wandered
again through the palace, until he came to a room,
from the window of which he saw the most beauti-
ful garden he had ever beheld. Then he went out
of the palace, and strolled about for a long time;
and at length came to a stone wall, in which was an
iron door with a massive lock. As soon as the Prince
touched the lock, he heard behind the door the neigh-
ing of a horse, and wishing to remove the lock, he

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