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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: East of the Sun and West of the Moon + Old Tales from the North + +Author: Peter Christen Asbjørnsen + Jørgen Engebretsen Moe + +Illustrator: Kay Nielsen + +Release Date: January 15, 2010 [EBook #30973] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK EAST OF THE SUN *** + + + + +Produced by Suzanne Shell, Dan Horwood and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This +file was produced from images generously made available +by The Internet Archive/American Libraries.) + + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class='trnote'> +<p class='center'>Illustrations in this book may be viewed full-size by clicking on them.</p> +</div> +<hr class='pb' /> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_1' id='linki_1'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/cover.jpg' alt='Book Cover' title='' width='280' height='400' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='pb' /> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_2' id='linki_2'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col01.jpg'> +<img src='images/col01.jpg' alt='' title='' width='291' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>He too saw the image in the water; but he looked up at once, and became aware of the lovely Lassie who sate there up in the tree. <a href='#page_70'>Page 70</a></i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<hr class='pb' /> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_1' name='page_1'></a>1</span></div> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_3' id='linki_3'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_tpage.png'> +<img src='images/tpage.png' alt='' title='' width='376' height='500' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<div class='center'> +<h1 style='line-height:1; padding-top:1.5em;'>EAST OF THE SUN AND<br /> +WEST OF THE MOON</h1> + +<p style='font-size:1.3em;'>OLD TALES FROM THE NORTH</p> +<p style='margin:2em auto; font-size:1.2em;'>ILLUSTRATED BY +KAY NIELSEN</p> + +<hr class='minor' /> +<p style='font-size:0.9em;'>NEW YORK<br /> +GEORGE H DORAN COMPANY</p> +<hr class='minor' style='margin-bottom:2em;' /> +</div> +<hr class='pb' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_2' name='page_2'></a>2</span> +<a name='PREFACE' id='PREFACE'></a> +<h2>PREFACE</h2> +</div> +<p>A folk-tale, in its primitive plainness of word +and entire absence of complexity in thought, +is peculiarly sensitive and susceptible to the +touch of stranger hands; and he who has been able to +acquaint himself with the <i>Norske Folkeeventyr</i> of Asbjörnsen +and Moe (from which these stories are selected), +has an advantage over the reader of an English rendering. +Of this advantage Mr. Kay Nielsen has fully availed +himself: and the exquisite <i>bizarrerie</i> of his drawings +aptly expresses the innermost significance of the old-world, +old-wives’ fables. For to term these legends, +Nursery Tales, would be to curtail them, by nine-tenths, +of their interest. They are the romances of the childhood +of Nations: they are the never-failing springs of sentiment, +of sensation, of heroic example, from which primeval +peoples drank their fill at will.</p> +<p>The quaintness, the tenderness, the grotesque yet +realistic intermingling of actuality with supernaturalism, +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_3' name='page_3'></a>3</span> +by which the original <i>Norske Folkeeventyr</i> are characterised, +will make an appeal to all, as represented in the pictures +of Kay Nielsen. And these imperishable traditions, whose +bases are among the very roots of all antiquity, are here +reincarnated in line and colour, to the delight of all who +ever knew or now shall know them.</p> +<p>Permission to reprint the Stories in this book, which +originally appeared in Sir G. W. Dasent’s “Popular Tales +from the Norse,” has been obtained from Messrs. George +Routledge & Sons, Ltd. <span class='smcap'>The Three Princesses in the +Blue Mountain</span> is printed by arrangement with Messrs. +David Nutt; and <span class='smcap'>Prince Lindworm</span> is newly translated for +this volume.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_4' id='linki_4'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/dec03.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='299' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='pb' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_4' name='page_4'></a>4</span> +<a name='CONTENTS' id='CONTENTS'></a> +<h2>CONTENTS</h2> +</div> +<table id='toc' border='0' cellpadding='2' cellspacing='0' summary='Contents' style='margin:1em auto;'> +<tr> + <td /> + <td valign='top' align='right'>PAGE</td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>EAST OF THE SUN AND WEST OF THE MOON</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#EAST_OF_THE_SUN_AND_WEST_OF_THE_MOON'>9</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>THE BLUE BELT</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#THE_BLUE_BELT'>29</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>PRINCE LINDWORM</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#PRINCE_LINDWORM'>53</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>THE LASSIE AND HER GODMOTHER</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#THE_LASSIE_AND_HER_GODMOTHER'>65</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>THE HUSBAND WHO WAS TO MIND THE HOUSE</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#THE_HUSBAND_WHO_WAS_TO_MIND_THE_HOUSE'>75</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>THE LAD WHO WENT TO THE NORTH WIND</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#THE_LAD_WHO_WENT_TO_THE_NORTH_WIND'>79</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>THE THREE PRINCESSES OF WHITELAND</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#THE_THREE_PRINCESSES_OF_WHITELAND'>85</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>SORIA MORIA CASTLE</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#SORIA_MORIA_CASTLE'>97</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>THE GIANT WHO HAD NO HEART IN HIS BODY</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#THE_GIANT_WHO_HAD_NO_HEART_IN_HIS_BODY'>117</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>THE PRINCESS ON THE GLASS HILL</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#THE_PRINCESS_ON_THE_GLASS_HILL'>131</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>THE WIDOW’S SON</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#THE_WIDOWS_SON'>149</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>THE THREE BILLY GOATS GRUFF</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#THE_THREE_BILLYGOATS_GRUFF'>167</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>THE THREE PRINCESSES IN THE BLUE MOUNTAIN</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#THE_THREE_PRINCESSES_IN_THE_BLUE_MOUNTAIN'>171</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>THE CAT ON THE DOVREFELL</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#THE_CAT_ON_THE_DOVREFELL'>200</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left' style='padding-right:4em;'>ONE’S OWN CHILDREN ARE ALWAYS PRETTIEST</td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#ONES_OWN_CHILDREN_ARE_ALWAYS_PRETTIEST'>203</a></td> +</tr> +</table> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_5' name='page_5'></a>5</span></div> +<div class='loipage'> +<h2 style='position:relative; top:250px;'>ILLUSTRATIONS</h2> +<p class='loi_ch' style='position:relative; top:300px;'>EAST OF THE SUN AND<br />WEST OF THE MOON</p> +</div> +<div style='max-width:580px; margin:auto;'> +<table id='loi' border='0' cellpadding='2' cellspacing='0' summary='Illustrations' style='margin:1em auto;'> +<col style='width:75%;' /> +<col style='width:25%;' /> +<tr> + <td /> + <td valign='top' align='right'><i>Page</i></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>“Well, mind and hold tight by my shaggy coat, and then there’s nothing to fear,” said the Bear, so she rode a long, long way</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_5'> 9</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>“Tell me the way, then,” she said, “and I’ll search you out”</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_7'> 16</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>And then she lay on a little green patch in the midst of the gloomy thick wood</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_8'> 24</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>The North Wind goes over the sea</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_10'> 32</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>And flitted away as far as they could from the Castle that lay East of the Sun and West of the Moon</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_11'> 40</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' colspan='2'><p class='loi_ch'>THE BLUE BELT</p></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>The Lad in the Bear’s skin, and the King of Arabia’s daughter</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_13'> 48</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' colspan='2'><p class='loi_ch'><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_6' name='page_6'></a>6</span>PRINCE LINDWORM</p></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>She saw the Lindworm for the first time, as he came in and stood by her side</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_17'> 56</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' colspan='2'><p class='loi_ch'>THE LASSIE AND HER GODMOTHER</p></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>She could not help setting the door a little ajar, just to peep in, when—Pop! out flew the Moon</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_20'> 64</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>Then he coaxed her down and took her home</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_22'> 72</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>“Here are your children; now you shall have them again. I am the Virgin Mary”</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_23'> 80</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>He too saw the image in the water; but he looked up at once, and became aware of the lovely Lassie who sate there up in the tree</i></td> + <td valign='top' align='right'><p style='font-size:0.7em; text-align:right;'><a href='#linki_2'>FRONTISPIECE</a></p></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' colspan='2'><p class='loi_ch'>THE THREE PRINCESSES OF WHITELAND</p></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>“You’ll come to three Princesses, whom you will see standing in the earth up to their necks, with only their heads out”</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_29'> 88</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>So the man gave him a pair of snow shoes</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_31'> 96</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>The King went into the Castle, and at first his Queen didn’t know him, he was so wan and thin, through wandering so far and being so woeful</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_32'> 104</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' colspan='2'><p class='loi_ch'><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_7' name='page_7'></a>7</span>THE GIANT WHO HAD<br />NO HEART IN HIS BODY</p></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>The six brothers riding out to woo</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_36'> 112</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>“On that island stands a church; in that church is a well; in that well swims a duck”</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_38'> 120</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>He took a long, long farewell of the Princess, and when he got out of the Giant’s door, there stood the Wolf waiting for him</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_39'> 128</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' colspan='2'><p class='loi_ch'>THE WIDOW'S SON</p></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>When he had walked a day or so, a strange man met him. “Whither away?” asked the man</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_43'> 136</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>But still the Horse begged him to look behind him</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_44'> 144</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>And this time she whisked off the wig; and there lay the lad, so lovely, and white and red, just as the Princess had seen him in the morning sun</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_46'> 152</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>The Lad in the Battle</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_47'> 160</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' colspan='2'><p class='loi_ch'><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_8' name='page_8'></a>8</span>THE THREE PRINCESSES<br />IN THE BLUE MOUNTAIN</p></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>Just as they bent down to take the rose a big dense snowdrift came and carried them away</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_52'> 168</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>The Troll was quite willing, and before long he fell asleep and began snoring</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_54'> 176</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>As soon as they tugged at the rope, the Captain and the Lieutenant pulled up the Princesses, the one after the other</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_56'> 184</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> + <td valign='top' align='left'><i>No sooner had he whistled than he heard a whizzing and a whirring from all quarters, and such a large flock of birds swept down that they blackened all the field in which they settled</i></td> + <td valign='bottom' align='right'><a href='#linki_57'> 192</a></td> +</tr> +</table> +</div> +<hr class='pb' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_9' name='page_9'></a>9</span> +<a name='EAST_OF_THE_SUN_AND_WEST_OF_THE_MOON' id='EAST_OF_THE_SUN_AND_WEST_OF_THE_MOON'></a> +<h2>EAST OF THE SUN AND WEST OF THE MOON</h2> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> on a time there was a poor husbandman +who had so many children that he hadn’t much +of either food or clothing to give them. Pretty +children they all were, but the prettiest was the youngest +daughter, who was so lovely there was no end to her +loveliness.</p> +<p>So one day, ’twas on a Thursday evening late at the +fall of the year, the weather was so wild and rough outside, +and it was so cruelly dark, and rain fell and wind blew, +till the walls of the cottage shook again. There they all +sat round the fire, busy with this thing and that. But +just then, all at once something gave three taps on the +window-pane. Then the father went out to see what +was the matter; and, when he got out of doors, what +should he see but a great big <i>White Bear</i>.</p> +<p>“Good-evening to you!” said the <i>White Bear</i>.</p> +<p>“The same to you!” said the man.</p> +<p>“Will you give me your youngest daughter? If you +will, I’ll make you as rich as you are now poor,” said +the <i>Bear</i>.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_10' name='page_10'></a>10</span></div> +<p>Well, the man would not be at all sorry to be so rich; +but still he thought he must have a bit of a talk with his +daughter first; so he went in and told them how there +was a great <i>White Bear</i> waiting outside, who had given +his word to make them so rich if he could only have the +youngest daughter.</p> +<p>The lassie said “No!” outright. Nothing could get +her to say anything else; so the man went out and settled +it with the <i>White Bear</i> that he should come again the +next Thursday evening and get an answer. Meantime he +talked his daughter over, and kept on telling her of all +the riches they would get, and how well off she would be +herself; and so at last she thought better of it, and washed +and mended her rags, made herself as smart as she could, +and was ready to start. I can’t say her packing gave her +much trouble.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_5' id='linki_5'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col02.jpg'> +<img src='images/col02.jpg' alt='' title='' width='242' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>“Well, mind and hold tight by my shaggy coat, and then there’s nothing to fear,” said the Bear, so she rode a long, long way.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_6' id='linki_6'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs01.png'> +<img src='images/gs01.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='284' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>Next Thursday evening came the <i>White Bear</i> to fetch +her, and she got upon his back with her bundle, and off +they went. So, when they had gone a bit of the way, +the <i>White Bear</i> said:</p> +<p>“Are you afraid?”</p> +<p>“No,” she wasn’t.</p> +<p>“Well! mind and hold tight by my shaggy coat, and +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_11' name='page_11'></a>11</span> +then there’s nothing +to fear,” said +the <i>Bear</i>.</p> +<p>So she rode a +long, long way, +till they came to a +great steep hill. +There, on the face +of it, the <i>White +Bear</i> gave a knock, +and a door opened, +and they came into +a castle where +there were many +rooms all lit up; rooms gleaming with silver and gold; +and there, too, was a table ready laid, and it was all as +grand as grand could be. Then the <i>White Bear</i> gave her +a silver bell; and when she wanted anything, she was only +to ring it, and she would get it at once.</p> +<p>Well, after she had eaten and drunk, and evening wore +on, she got sleepy after her journey, and thought she would +like to go to bed, so she rang the bell; and she had scarce +taken hold of it before she came into a chamber where there +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_12' name='page_12'></a>12</span> +was a bed made, as fair and white as any one would wish +to sleep in, with silken pillows and curtains and gold fringe. +All that was in the room was gold or silver; but when she +had gone to bed and put out the light, a man came and +laid himself alongside her. That was the <i>White Bear</i>, who +threw off his beast shape at night; but she never saw him, +for he always came after she had put out the light, and +before the day dawned he was up and off again. So things +went on happily for a while, but at last she began to get +silent and sorrowful; for there she went about all day +alone, and she longed to go home to see her father and +mother and brothers and sisters. So one day, when the +<i>White Bear</i> asked what it was that she lacked, she said it +was so dull and lonely there, and how she longed to go +home to see her father and mother and brothers and +sisters, and that was why she was so sad and sorrowful, +because she couldn’t get to them.</p> +<p>“Well, well!” said the <i>Bear</i>, “perhaps there’s a cure +for all this; but you must promise me one thing, not to +talk alone with your mother, but only when the rest are +by to hear; for she’ll take you by the hand and try to +lead you into a room alone to talk; but you must mind +and not do that, else you’ll bring bad luck on both of us.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_13' name='page_13'></a>13</span></div> +<p>So one Sunday the <i>White Bear</i> came and said, now +they could set off to see her father and mother. Well, +off they started, she sitting on his back; and they went +far and long. At last they came to a grand house, and +there her brothers and sisters were running about out of +doors at play, and everything was so pretty, ’twas a joy +to see.</p> +<p>“This is where your father and mother live now,” said +the <i>White Bear</i>; “but don’t forget what I told you, else +you’ll make us both unlucky.”</p> +<p>“No! bless her, she’d not forget;”—and when she had +reached the house, the <i>White Bear</i> turned right about +and left her.</p> +<p>Then, when she went in to see her father and mother, +there was such joy, there was no end to it. None of +them thought they could thank her enough for all she +had done for them. Now, they had everything they +wished, as good as good could be, and they all wanted +to know how she got on where she lived.</p> +<p>Well, she said, it was very good to live where she did; +she had all she wished. What she said beside I don’t +know, but I don’t think any of them had the right end of +the stick, or that they got much out of her. But so, in +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_14' name='page_14'></a>14</span> +the afternoon, after they had done dinner, all happened +as the <i>White Bear</i> had said. Her mother wanted to talk +with her alone in her bedroom; but she minded what +the <i>White Bear</i> had said, and wouldn’t go upstairs.</p> +<p>“Oh! what we have to talk about will keep!” she said, +and put her mother off. But, somehow or other, her +mother got round her at last, and she had to tell her the +whole story. So she said, how every night when she had +gone to bed a man came and lay down beside her as soon +as she had put out the light; and how she never saw him, +because he was always up and away before the morning +dawned; and how she went about woeful and sorrowing, +for she thought she should so like to see him; and how +all day long she walked about there alone; and how dull +and dreary and lonesome it was.</p> +<p>“My!” said her mother; “it may well be a Troll you +slept with! But now I’ll teach you a lesson how to set +eyes on him. I’ll give you a bit of candle, which you +can carry home in your bosom; just light that while he +is asleep, but take care not to drop the tallow on him.”</p> +<p>Yes! she took the candle and hid it in her bosom, +and as night drew on, the <i>White Bear</i> came and fetched +her away.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_15' name='page_15'></a>15</span></div> +<p>But when they had gone a bit of the way, the <i>White +Bear</i> asked if all hadn’t happened as he had said.</p> +<p>“Well, she couldn’t say it hadn’t.”</p> +<p>“Now, mind,” said he, “if you have listened to your +mother’s advice, you have brought bad luck on us both, and +then, all that has passed between us will be as nothing.”</p> +<p>“No,” she said, “she hadn’t listened to her mother’s +advice.”</p> +<p>So when she reached home, and had gone to bed, it +was the old story over again. There came a man and lay +down beside her; but at dead of night, when she heard +he slept, she got up and struck a light, lit the candle, and +let the light shine on him, and so she saw that he was the +loveliest <i>Prince</i> one ever set eyes on, and she fell so deep +in love with him on the spot, that she thought she couldn’t +live if she didn’t give him a kiss there and then. And so +she did; but as she kissed him, she dropped three hot +drops of tallow on his shirt, and he woke up.</p> +<p>“What have you done?” he cried; “now you have +made us both unlucky, for had you held out only this +one year, I had been freed. For I have a step-mother +who has bewitched me, so that I am a <i>White Bear</i> by +day, and a <i>Man</i> by night. But now all ties are snapt +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_16' name='page_16'></a>16</span> +between us; now I must set off from you to her. She +lives in a Castle which stands <i>East of the Sun and West +of the Moon</i>, and there, too, is a <i>Princess</i>, with a nose +three ells long, and she’s the wife I must have now.”</p> +<p>She wept and took it ill, but there was no help for it; +go he must.</p> +<p>Then she asked if she mightn’t go with him.</p> +<p>No, she mightn’t.</p> +<p>“Tell me the way, then,” she said, “and I’ll search +you out; <i>that</i> surely I may get leave to do.”</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_7' id='linki_7'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col03.jpg'> +<img src='images/col03.jpg' alt='' title='' width='310' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>“Tell me the way, then,” she said, “and I’ll search you out.”</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>“Yes,” she might do that, he said; “but there was +no way to that place. It lay <i>East of the Sun and West +of the Moon</i>, and thither she’d never find her way.”</p> +<p>So next morning, when she woke up, both <i>Prince</i> and +castle were gone, and then she lay on a little green patch, +in the midst of the gloomy thick wood, and by her side +lay the same bundle of rags she had brought with her from +her old home.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_8' id='linki_8'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col04.jpg'> +<img src='images/col04.jpg' alt='' title='' width='287' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>And then she lay on a little green patch in the midst of the gloomy thick wood.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_9' id='linki_9'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs02.png'> +<img src='images/gs02.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='275' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>So when she had rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and +wept till she was tired, she set out on her way, and walked +many, many days, till she came to a lofty crag. Under it +sat an old hag, and played with a gold apple which she +tossed about. Here the lassie asked if she knew the way +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_17' name='page_17'></a>17</span> +to the Prince, who +lived with his +step-mother in the +Castle, that lay +<i>East of the Sun +and West of the +Moon</i>, and who +was to marry the +<i>Princess</i> with a +nose three ells +long.</p> +<p>“How did +you come to know +about him?” asked +the old hag; “but maybe you are the lassie who ought to +have had him?”</p> +<p>Yes, she was.</p> +<p>“So, so; it’s you, is it?” said the old hag. “Well, +all I know about him is, that he lives in the castle that +lies <i>East of the Sun and West of the Moon</i>, and thither +you’ll come, late or never; but still you may have the loan +of my horse, and on him you can ride to my next neighbour. +Maybe she’ll be able to tell you; and when you +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_18' name='page_18'></a>18</span> +get there, just give the horse a switch under the left ear, +and beg him to be off home; and, stay, this gold apple +you may take with you.”</p> +<p>So she got upon the horse, and rode a long, long time, +till she came to another crag, under which sat another old +hag, with a gold carding-comb. Here the lassie asked if +she knew the way to the castle that lay <i>East of the Sun +and West of the Moon</i>, and she answered, like the first +old hag, that she knew nothing about it, except it was east +of the sun and west of the moon.</p> +<p>“And thither you’ll come, late or never, but you shall +have the loan of my horse to my next neighbour; maybe +she’ll tell you all about it; and when you get there, just switch +the horse under the left ear, and beg him to be off home.”</p> +<p>And this old hag gave her the golden carding-comb; +it might be she’d find some use for it, she said. So the +lassie got up on the horse, and rode a far, far way, and a +weary time; and so at last she came to another great crag, +under which sat another old hag, spinning with a golden +spinning-wheel. Her, too, she asked if she knew the way +to the <i>Prince</i>, and where the castle was that lay <i>East of +the Sun and West of the Moon</i>. So it was the same thing +over again.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_19' name='page_19'></a>19</span></div> +<p>“Maybe it’s you who ought to have had the <i>Prince</i>?” +said the old hag.</p> +<p>Yes, it was.</p> +<p>But she, too, didn’t know the way a bit better than the +other two. “East of the sun and west of the moon it +was,” she knew—that was all.</p> +<p>“And thither you’ll come, late or never; but I’ll lend +you my horse, and then I think you’d best ride to the +East Wind and ask him; maybe he knows those parts, and +can blow you thither. But when you get to him, you +need only give the horse a switch under the left ear, and +he’ll trot home of himself.”</p> +<p>And so, too, she gave her the gold spinning-wheel. +“Maybe you’ll find a use for it,” said the old hag.</p> +<p>Then on she rode many many days, a weary time, +before she got to the East Wind’s house, but at last she +did reach it, and then she asked the East Wind if he could +tell her the way to the <i>Prince</i> who dwelt east of the sun +and west of the moon. Yes, the East Wind had often +heard tell of it, the <i>Prince</i> and the castle, but he couldn’t +tell the way, for he had never blown so far.</p> +<p>“But, if you will, I’ll go with you to my brother the +West Wind, maybe he knows, for he’s much stronger. +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_20' name='page_20'></a>20</span> +So, if you will just get on my back, I’ll carry you thither.”</p> +<p>Yes, she got on his back, and I should just think they +went briskly along.</p> +<p>So when they got there, they went into the West +Wind’s house, and the East Wind said the lassie he had +brought was the one who ought to have had the <i>Prince</i> +who lived in the castle <i>East of the Sun and West of the +Moon</i>; and so she had set out to seek him, and how he +had come with her, and would be glad to know if the +West Wind knew how to get to the castle.</p> +<p>“Nay,” said the West Wind, “so far I’ve never blown; +but if you will, I’ll go with you to our brother the South +Wind, for he’s much stronger than either of us, and he +has flapped his wings far and wide. Maybe he’ll tell you. +You can get on my back, and I’ll carry you to him.”</p> +<p>Yes! she got on his back, and so they travelled to the South +Wind, and weren’t so very long on the way, I should think.</p> +<p>When they got there, the West Wind asked him if he +could tell her the way to the castle that lay <i>East of the +Sun and West of the Moon</i>, for it was she who ought to +have had the <i>Prince</i> who lived there.</p> +<p>“You don’t say so! That’s she, is it?” said the South +Wind.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_21' name='page_21'></a>21</span></div> +<p>“Well, I have blustered about in most places in my time, +but so far have I never blown; but if you will, I’ll take +you to my brother the North Wind; he is the oldest and +strongest of the whole lot of us, and if he don’t know +where it is, you’ll never find any one in the world to tell +you. You can get on my back, and I’ll carry you thither.”</p> +<p>Yes! she got on his back, and away he went from his +house at a fine rate. And this time, too, she wasn’t long +on her way.</p> +<p>So when they got to the North Wind’s house, he was +so wild and cross, cold puffs came from him a long way +off.</p> +<p>“<span class='smcap'>Blast you both, what do you want?</span>” he roared out +to them ever so far off, so that it struck them with an icy +shiver.</p> +<p>“Well,” said the South Wind, “you needn’t be so foul-mouthed, +for here I am, your brother, the South Wind, +and here is the lassie who ought to have had the <i>Prince</i> +who dwells in the castle that lies <i>East of the Sun and +West of the Moon</i>, and now she wants to ask you if you +ever were there, and can tell her the way, for she would +be so glad to find him again.”</p> +<p>“<span class='smcap'>Yes, I know well enough where it is</span>,” said the North +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_22' name='page_22'></a>22</span> +Wind; “once in my life I blew an aspen-leaf thither, but, +I was so tired I couldn’t blow a puff for ever so many days, +after. But if you really wish to go thither, and aren’t +afraid to come along with me, I’ll take you on my back +and see if I can blow you thither.”</p> +<p>Yes! with all her heart; she must and would get +thither if it were possible in any way; and as for fear, +however madly he went, she wouldn’t be at all afraid.</p> +<p>“Very well, then,” said the North Wind, “but you +must sleep here to-night, for we must have the whole day +before us, if we’re to get thither at all.”</p> +<p>Early next morning the North Wind woke her, and +puffed himself up, and blew himself out, and made himself +so stout and big, ’twas gruesome to look at him; and so +off they went high up through the air, as if they would +never stop till they got to the world’s end.</p> +<p>Down here below there was such a storm; it threw +down long tracts of wood and many houses, and when it +swept over the great sea, ships foundered by hundreds.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_10' id='linki_10'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col05.jpg'> +<img src='images/col05.jpg' alt='' title='' width='241' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>The North Wind goes over the sea.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>So they tore on and on—no one can believe how far +they went—and all the while they still went over the sea, +and the North Wind got more and more weary, and so +out of breath he could scarce bring out a puff, and his +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_23' name='page_23'></a>23</span> +wings drooped and drooped, till at last he sunk so low +that the crests of the waves dashed over his heels.</p> +<p>“Are you afraid?” said the North Wind.</p> +<p>“No!” she wasn’t.</p> +<p>But they weren’t very far from land; and the North +Wind had still so much strength left in him that he +managed to throw her up on the shore under the windows +of the castle which lay <i>East of the Sun and West of the Moon</i>; +but then he was so weak and worn out, he had to stay +there and rest many days before he could get home again.</p> +<p>Next morning the lassie sat down under the castle +window, and began to play with the gold apple; and the +first person she saw was the <i>Long-nose</i> who was to have +the <i>Prince</i>.</p> +<p>“What do you want for your gold apple, you lassie?” +said the <i>Long-nose</i>, and threw up the window.</p> +<p>“It’s not for sale, for gold or money,” said the lassie.</p> +<p>“If it’s not for sale for gold or money, what is it that +you will sell it for? You may name your own price,” +said the <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<p>“Well! if I may get to the <i>Prince</i>, who lives here, +and be with him to-night, you shall have it,” said the lassie +whom the North Wind had brought.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_24' name='page_24'></a>24</span></div> +<p>Yes! she might; that could be done. So the <i>Princess</i> +got the gold apple; but when the lassie came up to the +<i>Prince’s</i> bed-room at night he was fast asleep; she called +him and shook him, and between whiles she wept sore; +but all she could do she couldn’t wake him up. Next +morning, as soon as day broke, came the <i>Princess</i> with +the long nose, and drove her out again.</p> +<p>So in the daytime she sat down under the castle windows +and began to card with her carding-comb, and the +same thing happened. The <i>Princess</i> asked what she +wanted for it; and she said it wasn’t for sale for gold or +money, but if she might get leave to go up to the <i>Prince</i> +and be with him that night, the <i>Princess</i> should have it. +But when she went up she found him fast asleep again, +and all she called, and all she shook, and wept, and +prayed, she couldn’t get life into him; and as soon as the +first gray peep of day came, then came the <i>Princess</i> with +the long nose, and chased her out again.</p> +<p>So, in the daytime, the lassie sat down outside under +the castle window, and began to spin with her golden +spinning-wheel, and that, too, the <i>Princess</i> with the long +nose wanted to have. So she threw up the window and +asked what she wanted for it. The lassie said, as she had +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_25' name='page_25'></a>25</span> +said twice before, it wasn’t for sale for gold or money; +but if she might go up to the <i>Prince</i> who was there, and +be with him alone that night, she might have it.</p> +<p>Yes! she might do that and welcome. But now you +must know there were some Christian folk who had been +carried off thither, and as they sat in their room, which +was next the <i>Prince</i>, they had heard how a woman had +been in there, and wept and prayed, and called to him +two nights running, and they told that to the <i>Prince</i>.</p> +<p>That evening, when the <i>Princess</i> came with her sleepy +drink, the <i>Prince</i> made as if he drank, but threw it <a name='TC_1'></a><ins class="trchange" title="Was 'over over'">over</ins> +his shoulder, for he could guess it was a sleepy drink. +So, when the lassie came in, she found the <i>Prince</i> wide +awake; and then she told him the whole story how she +had come thither.</p> +<p>“Ah,” said the <i>Prince</i>, “you’ve just come in the very +nick of time, for to-morrow is to be our wedding-day; +but now I won’t have the <i>Long-nose</i>, and you are the +only woman in the world who can set me free. I’ll say +I want to see what my wife is fit for, and beg her to wash +the shirt which has the three spots of tallow on it; she’ll +say yes, for she doesn’t know ’tis you who put them +there; but that’s a work only for Christian folk, and not +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_26' name='page_26'></a>26</span> +for such a pack of Trolls, and so I’ll say that I won’t +have any other for my bride than the woman who can +wash them out, and ask you to do it.”</p> +<p>So there was great joy and love between them all that +night. But next day, when the wedding was to be, the +<i>Prince</i> said:</p> +<p>“First of all, I’d like to see what my bride is fit for.”</p> +<p>“Yes!” said the step-mother, with all her heart.</p> +<p>“Well,” said the <i>Prince</i>, “I’ve got a fine shirt which +I’d like for my wedding shirt, but somehow or other it +has got three spots of tallow on it, which I must have +washed out; and I have sworn never to take any other +bride than the woman who’s able to do that. If she +can’t, she’s not worth having.”</p> +<p>Well, that was no great thing they said, so they +agreed, and she with the long-nose began to wash away +as hard as she could, but the more she rubbed and +scrubbed, the bigger the spots grew.</p> +<p>“Ah!” said the old hag, her mother, “you can’t +wash; let me try.”</p> +<p>But she hadn’t long taken the shirt in hand before it +got far worse than ever, and with all her rubbing, and +wringing, and scrubbing, the spots grew bigger and +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_27' name='page_27'></a>27</span> +blacker, and the darker and uglier was the shirt.</p> +<p>Then all the other Trolls began to wash, but the longer +it lasted, the blacker and uglier the shirt grew, till at last +it was as black all over as if it had been up the chimney.</p> +<p>“Ah!” said the <i>Prince</i>, “you’re none of you worth a +straw; you can’t wash. Why there, outside, sits a beggar +lassie, I’ll be bound she knows how to wash better than +the whole lot of you. <span class='smcap'>Come in, Lassie!</span>” he shouted.</p> +<p>Well, in she came.</p> +<p>“Can you wash this shirt clean, lassie you?” said he.</p> +<p>“I don’t know,” she said, “but I think I can.”</p> +<p>And almost before she had taken it and dipped it in +the water, it was as white as driven snow, and whiter still.</p> +<p>“Yes; you are the lassie for me,” said the <i>Prince</i>.</p> +<p>At that the old hag flew into such a rage, she burst +on the spot, and the <i>Princess</i> with the long nose after +her, and the whole pack of Trolls after her—at least I’ve +never heard a word about them since.</p> +<p>As for the <i>Prince</i> and <i>Princess</i>, they set free all the +poor Christian folk who had been carried off and shut up +there; and they took with them all the silver and gold, +and flitted away as far as they could from the Castle that +lay <i>East of the Sun and West of the Moon</i>.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_11' id='linki_11'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col06.jpg'> +<img src='images/col06.jpg' alt='' title='' width='293' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>And flitted away as far as they could from the Castle that lay East of the Sun and West of the Moon.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_29' name='page_29'></a>29</span> +<a name='THE_BLUE_BELT' id='THE_BLUE_BELT'></a> +<h2>THE BLUE BELT</h2> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> on a time there was an old beggar-woman, +who had gone out to beg. She had a little lad +with her, and when she had got her bag full +she struck across the hills towards her own home. So +when they had gone a bit up the hill-side, they came upon +a little <i>Blue Belt</i> which lay where two paths met, and the +lad asked his mother’s leave to pick it up.</p> +<p>“No,” said she, “maybe there’s witchcraft in it;” +and so with threats she forced him to follow her. But +when they had gone a bit further, the lad said he must +turn aside a moment out of the road; and meanwhile his +mother sat down on a tree-stump. But the lad was a long +time gone, for as soon as he got so far into the wood that +the old dame could not see him, he ran off to where the +<i>Belt</i> lay, took it up, tied it round his waist, and lo! he +felt as strong as if he could lift the whole hill. When he +got back, the old dame was in a great rage, and wanted to +know what he had been doing all that while. “You don’t +care how much time you waste, and yet you know the +night is drawing on, and we must cross the hill before it is +dark!” So on they tramped; but when they had got +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_30' name='page_30'></a>30</span> +about half-way, the old dame grew weary, and said she +must rest under a bush.</p> +<p>“Dear mother,” said the lad, “mayn’t I just go up to +the top of this high crag while you rest, and try if I can’t +see some sign of folk hereabouts?”</p> +<p>Yes! he might do that; so when he had got to the top +he saw a light shining from the north. So he ran down +and told his mother.</p> +<p>“We must get on, mother; we are near a house, for I +see a bright light shining quite close to us in the north.” +Then she rose and shouldered her bag, and set off to see; +but they hadn’t gone far, before there stood a steep spur +of the hill, right across their path.</p> +<p>“Just as I thought!” said the old dame, “now we can’t +go a step farther; a pretty bed we shall have here!”</p> +<p>But the lad took the bag under one arm, and his +mother under the other, and ran straight up the steep crag +with them.</p> +<p>“Now, don’t you see? Don’t you see that we are +close to a house? Don’t you see that bright light?”</p> +<p>But the old dame said those were no Christian folk, +but <i>Trolls</i>, for she was at home in all that forest far and +near, and knew there was not a living soul in it, until +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_31' name='page_31'></a>31</span> +you were well over the ridge and had come down on the +other side. But they went on, and in a little while they +came to a great house which was all painted red.</p> +<p>“What’s the good?” said the old dame. “We daren’t +go in, for here the <i>Trolls</i> live.”</p> +<p>“Don’t say so; we must go in. There must be men +where the lights shine so,” said the lad. So in he went, +and his mother after him, but he had scarce opened the +door before she swooned away, for there she saw a great +stout man, at least twenty feet high, sitting on the bench.</p> +<p>“Good evening, grandfather!” said the lad.</p> +<p>“Well, here I’ve sat three hundred years,” said the +man who sat on the bench, “and no one has ever come +and called me grandfather before.” Then the lad sat down +by the man’s side, and began to talk to him as if they had +been old friends.</p> +<p>“But what’s come over your mother?” said the man, +after they had chatted a while. “I think she swooned +away; you had better look after her.”</p> +<p>So the lad went and took hold of the old dame, and +dragged her up the hall along the floor. That brought +her to herself, and she kicked and scratched, and flung +herself about, and at last sat down upon a heap of firewood +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_32' name='page_32'></a>32</span> +in the corner; but she was so frightened that she scarce +dared to look one in the face.</p> +<p>After a while, the lad asked if they could spend the +night there.</p> +<p>“Yes, to be sure,” said the man.</p> +<p>So they went on talking again, but the lad soon got +hungry, and wanted to know if they could get food as +well as lodging.</p> +<p>“Of course,” said the man, “that might be got too.” +And after he had sat a while longer, he rose up and threw +six loads of dry pitch-pine on the fire. This made the +old hag still more afraid.</p> +<p>“Oh! now he’s going to roast us alive,” she said, in +the corner where she sat.</p> +<p>And when the wood had burned down to glowing +embers, up got the man and strode out of his house.</p> +<p>“Heaven bless and help us! what a stout heart you +have got!” said the old dame. “Don’t you see we have +got amongst <i>Trolls</i>?”</p> +<p>“Stuff and nonsense!” said the lad; “no harm if we +have.”</p> +<p>In a little while, back came the man with an ox so fat +and big, the lad had never seen its like, and he gave it +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_33' name='page_33'></a>33</span> +one blow with his fist under the ear, and down it fell dead +on the floor. When that was done, he took it up by all +the four legs and laid it on the glowing embers, and turned +it and twisted it about till it was burnt brown outside. +After that, he went to a cupboard and took out a great +silver dish, and laid the ox on it; and the dish was so +big that none of the ox hung over on any side. This +he put on the table, and then he went down into the +cellar and fetched a cask of wine, knocked out the head, +and put the cask on the table, together with two knives, +which were each six feet long. When this was done he +bade them go and sit down to supper and eat. So they +went, the lad first and the old dame after, but she began +to whimper and wail, and to wonder how she should ever +use such knives. But her son seized one, and began to +cut slices out of the thigh of the ox, which he placed +before his mother. And when they had eaten a bit, he +took up the cask with both hands, and lifted it down to +the floor; then he told his mother to come and drink, +but it was still so high she couldn’t reach up to it; so +he caught her up, and held her up to the edge of the cask +while she drank; as for himself, he clambered up and +hung down like a cat inside the cask while he drank. So +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_34' name='page_34'></a>34</span> +when he had quenched his thirst, he took up the cask and +put it back on the table, and thanked the man for the +good meal, and told his mother to come and thank him +too, and, a-feared though she was, she dared do nothing +else but thank the man. Then the lad sat down again +alongside the man and began to gossip, and after they had +sat a while the man said:</p> +<p>“Well! I must just go and get a bit of supper too;” +and so he went to the table and ate up the whole ox—hoofs, +and horns, and all—and drained the cask to the +last drop, and then went back and sat on the bench.</p> +<p>“As for beds,” he said, “I don’t know what’s to be +done. I’ve only got one bed and a cradle; but we could +get on pretty well if you would sleep in the cradle, and +then your mother might lie in the bed yonder.”</p> +<p>“Thank you kindly, that’ll do nicely,” said the lad; +and with that he pulled off his clothes and lay down in +the cradle; but, to tell you the truth, it was quite as big +as a four-poster. As for the old dame, she had to follow +the man who showed her to bed, though she was out of +her wits for fear.</p> +<p>“Well!” thought the lad to himself, “’twill never do +to go to sleep yet. I’d best lie awake and listen how +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_35' name='page_35'></a>35</span> +things go as the night wears on.”</p> +<p>So, after a while, the man began to talk to the old +dame, and at last he said:</p> +<p>“We two might live here so happily together, could +we only be rid of this son of yours.”</p> +<p>“But do you know how to settle him? Is that what +you’re thinking of?” said she.</p> +<p>“Nothing easier,” said he; at any rate he would try. +He would just say he wished the old dame would stay +and keep house for him a day or two, and then he would +take the lad out with him up the hill to quarry corner-stones, +and roll down a great rock on him. All this the +lad lay and listened to.</p> +<p>Next day the <i>Troll</i>—for it was a <i>Troll</i> as clear as +day—asked if the old dame would stay and keep house +for him a few days; and as the day went on he took a +great iron crowbar, and asked the lad if he had a mind +to go with him up the hill and quarry a few corner-stones. +With all his heart, he said, and went with him; and so, +after they had split a few stones, the <i>Troll</i> wanted him +to go down below and look after cracks in the rock; +and while he was doing this the <i>Troll</i> worked away, and +wearied himself with his crowbar till he moved a whole +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_36' name='page_36'></a>36</span> +crag out of its bed, which came rolling right down on the +place where the lad was; but he held it up till he could +get on one side, and then let it roll on.</p> +<p>“Oh!” said the lad to the <i>Troll</i>, “now I see what you +mean to do with me. You want to crush me to death; +so just go down yourself and look after the cracks and +refts in the rock, and I’ll stand up above.”</p> +<p>The <i>Troll</i> did not dare to do otherwise than the lad +bade him, and the end of it was that the lad rolled down +a great rock, which fell upon the <i>Troll</i> and broke one of +his thighs.</p> +<p>“Well! you <i>are</i> in a sad plight,” said the lad, as he +strode down, lifted up the rock, and set the man free. +After that he had to put him on his back and carry him +home; so he ran with him as fast as a horse, and shook +him so that the <i>Troll</i> screamed and screeched as if a knife +were run into him. And when he got home, they had to +put the <i>Troll</i> to bed, and there he lay in a sad pickle.</p> +<p>When the night wore on, the <i>Troll</i> began to talk to +the old dame again, and to wonder how ever they could +be rid of the lad.</p> +<p>“Well,” said the old dame, “if you can’t hit on a +plan to get rid of him, I’m sure I can’t.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_37' name='page_37'></a>37</span></div> +<p>“Let me see,” said the <i>Troll</i>; “I’ve got twelve lions +in a garden; if they could only get hold of the lad, they’d +soon tear him to pieces.”</p> +<p>So the old dame said it would be easy enough to get +him there. She would sham sick, and say she felt so poorly, +nothing would do her any good but lion’s milk. All that +the lad lay and listened to; and when he got up in the +morning his mother said she was worse than she looked, +and she thought she should never be right again unless she +could get some lion’s milk.</p> +<p>“Then I’m afraid you’ll be poorly a long time, mother,” +said the lad, “for I’m sure I don’t know where any is to +be got.”</p> +<p>“Oh! if that be all,” said the <i>Troll</i>, “there’s no lack +of lion’s milk, if we only had the man to fetch it;” and +then he went on to say how his brother had a garden with +twelve lions in it, and how the lad might have the key if he +had a mind to milk the lions. So the lad took the key and +a milking pail, and strode off; and when he unlocked the +gate and got into the garden, there stood all the twelve +lions on their hind-paws, rampant and roaring at him. But +the lad laid hold of the biggest, and led him about by the +fore-paws, and dashed him against stocks and stones till +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_38' name='page_38'></a>38</span> +there wasn’t a bit of him left but the two paws. So when +the rest saw that, they were so afraid that they crept up and +lay at his feet like so many curs. After that they followed +him about wherever he went, and when he got home, they +lay down outside the house, with their fore-paws on the +door sill.</p> +<p>“Now, mother, you’ll soon be well,” said the lad, when +he went in, “for here is the lion’s milk.”</p> +<p>He had just milked a drop in the pail.</p> +<p>But the <a name='TC_2'></a><ins class="trchange" title="Added italics"><i>Troll</i></ins>, as he lay in bed, swore it was all a +lie. He was sure the lad was not the man to milk lions.</p> +<p>When the lad heard that, he forced the <i>Troll</i> to get +out of bed, threw open the door, and all the lions rose +up and seized the <i>Troll</i>, and at last the lad had to make +them leave their hold.</p> +<p>That night the <i>Troll</i> began to talk to the old dame +again. “I’m sure I can’t tell how to put this lad out of +the way—he is so awfully strong; can’t you think of +some way?”</p> +<p>“No,” said the old dame, “if you can’t tell, I’m sure +I can’t.”</p> +<p>“Well!” said the <i>Troll</i>, “I have two brothers in a +castle; they are twelve times as strong as I am, and that’s +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_39' name='page_39'></a>39</span> +why I was turned out and had to put up with this farm. +They hold that castle, and round it there is an orchard +with apples in it, and whoever eats those apples sleeps +for three days and three nights. If we could only get +the lad to go for the fruit, he wouldn’t be able to keep +from tasting the apples, and as soon as ever he fell asleep +my brothers would tear him in pieces.”</p> +<p>The old dame said she would sham sick, and say she +could never be herself again unless she tasted those apples; +for she had set her heart on them.</p> +<p>All this the lad lay and listened to.</p> +<p>When the morning came the old dame was so poorly +that she couldn’t utter a word but groans and sighs. She +was sure she should never be well again, unless she had +some of those apples that grew in the orchard near the +castle where the man’s brothers lived; only she had no +one to send for them.</p> +<p>Oh! the lad was ready to go that instant; but the +eleven lions went with him. So when he came to the +orchard, he climbed up into the apple tree and ate as +many apples as he could, and he had scarce got down +before he fell into a deep sleep; but the lions all lay +round him in a ring. The third day came the <i>Troll’s</i> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_40' name='page_40'></a>40</span> +brothers, but they did not come in man’s shape. They +came snorting like man-eating steeds, and wondered who +it was that dared to be there, and said they would tear +him to pieces, so small that there should not be a bit +of him left. But up rose the lions and tore the <i>Trolls</i> +into small pieces, so that the place looked as if a dung +heap had been tossed about it; and when they had +finished the <i>Trolls</i> they lay down again. The lad did +not wake till late in the afternoon, and when he got on +his knees and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, he began +to wonder what had been going on, when he saw the +marks of hoofs. But when he went towards the castle, +a maiden looked out of a window who had seen all that +had happened, and she said:</p> +<p>“You may thank your stars you weren’t in that +tussle, else you must have lost your life.”</p> +<p>“What! I lose my life! No fear of that, I think,” +said the lad.</p> +<p>So she begged him to come in, that she might talk +with him, for she hadn’t seen a Christian soul ever since +she came there. But when she opened the door the +lions wanted to go in too, but she got so frightened that +she began to scream, and so the lad let them lie outside. +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_41' name='page_41'></a>41</span> +Then the two talked and talked, and the lad asked how +it came that she, who was so lovely, could put up with those +ugly <i>Trolls</i>. She never wished it, she said; ’twas quite +against her will. They had seized her by force, and she +was the King of Arabia’s daughter. So they talked on, and +at last she asked him what he would do; whether she +should go back home, or whether he would have her to +wife. Of course he would have her, and she shouldn’t go +home.</p> +<p>After that they went round the castle, and at last they +came to a great hall, where the <i>Trolls’</i> two great swords +hung high up on the wall.</p> +<p>“I wonder if you are man enough to wield one of +these,” said the <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<p>“Who? I?” said the lad. “’Twould be a pretty +thing if I couldn’t wield one of these.”</p> +<p>With that he put two or three chairs one a-top of the +other, jumped up, and touched the biggest sword with his +finger tips, tossed it up in the air, and caught it again by +the hilt; leapt down, and at the same time dealt such a +blow with it on the floor that the whole hall shook. After +he had thus got down, he thrust the sword under his arm +and carried it about with him.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_42' name='page_42'></a>42</span></div> +<p>So, when they had lived a little while in the castle, the +<i>Princess</i> thought she ought to go home to her parents, and +let them know what had become of her; so they loaded a +ship, and she set sail from the castle.</p> +<p>After she had gone, and the lad had wandered about a +little, he called to mind that he had been sent out on an +errand thither, and had come to fetch something for his +mother’s health; and though he said to himself, “After all +the old dame was not so bad but she’s all right by this +time”—still he thought he ought to go and just see how +she was. So he went and found both the man and his +mother quite fresh and hearty.</p> +<p>“What wretches you are to live in this beggarly hut,” +said the lad. “Come with me up to my castle, and you +shall see what a fine fellow I am.”</p> +<p>Well! they were both ready to go, and on the way his +mother talked to him, and asked how it was he had got +so strong.</p> +<p>“If you must know it came of that blue belt which lay +on the hill-side that time when you and I were out begging,” +said the lad.</p> +<p>“Have you got it still?” asked she.</p> +<p>“Yes”—he had. It was tied round his waist.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_43' name='page_43'></a>43</span></div> +<p>“Might she see it?”</p> +<p>“Yes”—she might; and with that he pulled open his +waistcoat and shirt to show <a name='TC_3'></a><ins class="trchange" title="Added 'to': Was 'it her'">it to her</ins>.</p> +<p>Then she seized it with both hands, tore it off, and +twisted it round her fist.</p> +<p>“Now,” she cried, “what shall I do with such a wretch +as you? I’ll just give you one blow, and dash your brains +out!”</p> +<p>“Far too good a death for such a scamp,” said the +<i>Troll</i>. “No! let’s first burn out his eyes, and then turn +him adrift in a little boat.”</p> +<p>So they burned out his eyes and turned him adrift, in +spite of his prayers and tears; but, as the boat drifted, the +lions swam after, and at last they laid hold of it and dragged +it ashore on an island, and placed the lad under a fir tree. +They caught game for him, and they plucked the birds and +made him a bed of down; but he was forced to eat his meat +raw and he was blind. At last, one day the biggest lion was +chasing a hare which was blind, for it ran straight over stock +and stone, and the end was, it ran right up against a fir-stump +and tumbled head over heels across the field right +into a spring; but lo! when it came out of the spring it saw +its way quite plain, and so saved its life.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_44' name='page_44'></a>44</span></div> +<p>“So, so!” thought the lion, and went and dragged the +lad to the spring, and dipped him over head and ears in it. +So, when he had got his sight again, he went down to the +shore and made signs to the lions that they should all lie +close together like a raft; then he stood upon their backs +while they swam with him to the mainland. When he had +reached the shore he went up into a birchen copse, and +made the lions lie quiet. Then he stole up to the castle, +like a thief, to see if he couldn’t lay hands on his belt; and +when he got to the door, he peeped through the keyhole, +and there he saw his belt hanging up over a door in the kitchen. +So he crept softly in across the floor, for there was +no one there; but as soon as he had got hold of the belt, he +began to kick and stamp about as though he were mad. Just +then his mother came rushing out:</p> +<p>“Dear heart, my darling little boy! do give me the belt +again,” she said.</p> +<p>“Thank you kindly,” said he. “Now you shall have +the doom you passed on me,” and he fulfilled it on the spot. +When the old <i>Troll</i> heard that, he came in and begged and +prayed so prettily that he might not be smitten to death.</p> +<p>“Well, you may live,” said the lad, “but you shall +undergo the same punishment you gave me;” and so he +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_45' name='page_45'></a>45</span> +burned out the <i>Troll’s</i> eyes, and turned him adrift on the +sea in a little boat, but he had no lions to follow him.</p> +<p>Now the lad was all alone, and he went about longing +and longing for the <i>Princess</i>; at last he could bear it no +longer; he must set out to seek her, his heart was so bent on +having her. So he loaded four ships and set sail for Arabia.</p> +<p>For some time they had fair wind and fine weather, but +after that they lay wind-bound under a rocky island. So +the sailors went ashore and strolled about to spend the time, +and there they found a huge egg, almost as big as a little +house. So they began to knock it about with large stones, +but, after all, they couldn’t crack the shell. Then the lad +came up with his sword to see what all the noise was about, +and when he saw the egg, he thought it a trifle to crack it; +so he gave it one blow and the egg split, and out came a +chicken as big as an elephant.</p> +<p>“Now we have done wrong,” said the lad; “this can +cost us all our lives;” and then he asked his sailors if they +were men enough to sail to Arabia in four-and-twenty +hours if they got a fine breeze. Yes! they were good to +do that, they said, so they set sail with a fine breeze, and +got to Arabia in three-and-twenty hours. As soon as +they landed, the lad ordered all the sailors to go and bury +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_46' name='page_46'></a>46</span> +themselves up to the eyes in a sandhill, so that they could +barely see the ships. The lad and the captains climbed +a high crag and sate down under a fir.</p> +<p>In a little while came a great bird flying with an island +in its claws, and let it fall down on the fleet, and sunk every +ship. After it had done that, it flew up to the sandhill and +flapped its wings, so that the wind nearly took off the heads +of the sailors, and it flew past the fir with such force that it +turned the lad right about, but he was ready with his sword, +and gave the bird one blow and brought it down dead.</p> +<p>After that he went to the town, where every one was +glad because the <i>King</i> had got his daughter back; but now +the <i>King</i> had hidden her away somewhere himself, and +promised her hand as a reward to any one who could find +her, and this though she was betrothed before. Now as +the lad went along he met a man who had white bear-skins +for sale, so he bought one of the hides and put it on; and +one of the captains was to take an iron chain and lead him +about, and so he went into the town and began to play +pranks. At last the news came to the <i>King’s</i> ears, that +there never had been such fun in the town before, for here +was a white bear that danced and cut capers just as it was +bid. So a messenger came to say the bear must come to +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_47' name='page_47'></a>47</span> +the castle at once, for the <i>King</i> wanted to see its tricks. So +when it got to the castle every one was afraid, for such a +beast they had never seen before; but the captain said there +was no danger unless they laughed at it. They mustn’t +do that, else it would tear them to pieces. When the +<i>King</i> heard that, he warned all the court not to laugh. +But while the fun was going on, in came one of the <i>King’s</i> +maids, and began to laugh and make game of the bear, and +the bear flew at her and tore her, so that there was scarce a +rag of her left. Then all the court began to bewail, and +the captain most of all.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_12' id='linki_12'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs03.png'> +<img src='images/gs03.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='280' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>“Stuff and nonsense,” said the <i>King</i>; “she’s only a +maid, besides it’s more my affair than yours.”</p> +<p>When the show was over, it was late at night. “It’s +no good your going away, when it’s so late,” said the <i>King</i>. +“The bear had best sleep here.”</p> +<p>“Perhaps it might sleep in the ingle by the kitchen +fire,” said the captain.</p> +<p>“Nay,” said the <i>King</i>, “it shall sleep up here, and it +shall have pillows and cushions to sleep on.” So a whole +heap of pillows and cushions was brought, and the captain +had a bed in a side room.</p> +<p>But at midnight the <i>King</i> came with a lamp in his hand +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_48' name='page_48'></a>48</span> +and a big bunch of +keys, and carried +off the white bear. +He passed along +gallery after gallery +through +doors and rooms, +up-stairs and +down-stairs, till at +last he came to a +pier which ran out +into the sea. Then +the <i>King</i> began to +pull and haul at +posts and pins, this one up and that one down, till at last +a little house floated up to the water’s edge. There he +kept his daughter, for she was so dear to him that he had +hid her, so that no one could find her out. He left the +white bear outside while he went in and told her how it had +danced and played its pranks. She said she was afraid, and +dared not look at it; but he talked her over, saying there +was no danger if she only wouldn’t laugh. So they brought +the bear in, and locked the door, and it danced and played +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_49' name='page_49'></a>49</span> +its tricks; but just when the fun was at its height, the +<i>Princess’s</i> maid began to laugh. Then the lad flew at her +and tore her to bits, and the <i>Princess</i> began to cry and sob.</p> +<p>“Stuff and nonsense,” cried the <i>King</i>; “all this fuss +about a maid! I’ll get you just as good a one again. But +now I think the bear had best stay here till morning, for +I don’t care to have to go and lead it along all those +galleries and stairs at this time of night.”</p> +<p>“Well!” said the <i>Princess</i>, “if it sleeps here, I’m +sure I won’t.”</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_13' id='linki_13'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col07.jpg'> +<img src='images/col07.jpg' alt='' title='' width='291' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>The Lad in the Bear’s skin, and the King of Arabia’s daughter.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>But just then the bear curled himself up and lay +down by the stove; and it was settled at last that the +<i>Princess</i> should sleep there too, with a light burning. +But as soon as the <i>King</i> had well gone, the white bear +came and begged her to undo his collar. The <i>Princess</i> +was so scared she almost swooned away; but she felt +about till she found the collar, and she had scarce undone +it before the bear pulled his head off. Then she knew +him again, and was so glad there was no end to her joy, +and she wanted to tell her father at once that her deliverer +was come. But the lad would not hear of it; he would +earn her once more, he said. So in the morning when +they heard the <i>King</i> rattling at the posts outside, the +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_50' name='page_50'></a>50</span> +lad drew on the hide and lay down by the stove.</p> +<p>“Well, has it lain still?” the king asked.</p> +<p>“I should think so,” said the <i>Princess</i>; “it hasn’t so +much as turned or stretched itself once.”</p> +<p>When they got up to the castle again, the captain took +the bear and led it away, and then the lad threw off the +hide, and went to a tailor and ordered clothes fit for a +prince; and when they were fitted on he went to the <i>King</i>, +and said he wanted to find the <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_14' id='linki_14'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs04.png'> +<img src='images/gs04.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='278' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>“You’re not +the first who has +wished the same +thing,” said the +<i>King</i>, “but they +have all lost their +lives; for if any +one who tries can’t +find her in four-and-twenty +hours +his life is forfeited.”</p> +<p>Yes; the lad +knew all that. Still +he wished to try, +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_51' name='page_51'></a>51</span> +and if he couldn’t find her, ’twas his look-out. Now in the +castle there was a band that played sweet tunes, and there +were fair maids to dance with, and so the lad danced away.</p> +<p>When twelve hours were gone, the <i>King</i> said:</p> +<p>“I pity you with all my heart. You’re so poor a hand +at seeking; you will surely lose your life.”</p> +<p>“Stuff!” said the lad; “while there’s life there’s hope! +So long as there’s breath in the body there’s no fear; we +have lots of time!” and so he went on dancing till there was +only one hour left.</p> +<p>Then he said he would begin to search.</p> +<p>“It’s no use now,” said the <i>King</i>; “time’s up.”</p> +<p>“Light your lamp; out with your big bunch of keys,” +said the lad, “and follow me whither I wish to go. There +is still a whole hour left.”</p> +<p>So the lad went the same way which the <i>King</i> had led +him the night before, and he bade the <i>King</i> unlock door +after door till they came down to the pier which ran out +into the sea.</p> +<p>“It’s all no use, I tell you,” said the <i>King</i>; “time’s +up, and this will only lead you right out into the sea.”</p> +<p>“Still five minutes more,” said the lad, as he pulled +and pushed at the posts and pins, and the house floated up.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_52' name='page_52'></a>52</span></div> +<p>“Now the time is up,” bawled the <i>King</i>; “come +hither, headsman, and take off his head.”</p> +<p>“Nay, nay!” said the lad; “stop a bit, there are still +three minutes! Out with the key, and let me get into this +house.”</p> +<p>But there stood the <i>King</i> and fumbled with his keys, to +draw out the time. At last he said he hadn’t any key.</p> +<p>“Well, if you haven’t, I <i>have</i>,” said the lad, as he gave +the door such a kick that it flew to splinters inwards on the +floor.</p> +<p>At the door the <i>Princess</i> met him, and told her father +this was her deliverer, on whom her heart was set. So she +had him; and this was how the beggar boy came to marry +the daughter of the King of Arabia.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_15' id='linki_15'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/gs05.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='271' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_53' name='page_53'></a>53</span> +<a name='PRINCE_LINDWORM' id='PRINCE_LINDWORM'></a> +<h2>PRINCE LINDWORM</h2> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> upon a time, there was a fine young <i>King</i> +who was married to the loveliest of Queens. +They were exceedingly happy, all but for one +thing—they had no children. And this often made them +both sad, because the <i>Queen</i> wanted a dear little child to +play with, and the <i>King</i> wanted an heir to the kingdom.</p> +<p>One day the <i>Queen</i> went out for a walk by herself, +and she met an ugly old woman. The old woman was +just like a witch: but she was a nice kind of witch, not +the cantankerous sort. She said, “Why do you look so +doleful, pretty lady?” “It’s no use my telling you,” +answered the <i>Queen</i>, “nobody in the world can help me.” +“Oh, you never know,” said the old woman. “Just you +let me hear what your trouble is, and maybe I can put +things right.”</p> +<p>“My dear woman, how can you?” said the <i>Queen</i>: +and she told her, “The <i>King</i> and I have no children: +that’s why I am so distressed.” “Well, you needn’t be,” +said the old witch. “I can set that right in a twinkling, +if only you will do exactly as I tell you. Listen. To-night, +at sunset, take a little drinking-cup with two ears” +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_54' name='page_54'></a>54</span> +(that is, handles), “and put it bottom upwards on the +ground in the north-west corner of your garden. Then +go and lift it up to-morrow morning at sunrise, and you +will find two roses underneath it, one red and one white. +If you eat the red rose, a little boy will be born to you: +if you eat the white rose, a little girl will be sent. But, +whatever you do, you mustn’t eat <i>both</i> the roses, or +you’ll be sorry,—that I warn you! Only one: remember +that!” “Thank you a thousand times,” said the <i>Queen</i>, +“this is good news +indeed!” And she +wanted to give the +old woman her +gold ring; but +the old woman +wouldn’t take it.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_16' id='linki_16'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs06.png'> +<img src='images/gs06.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='279' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>So the <i>Queen</i> +went home and did +as she had been +told: and next +morning at sunrise +she stole out into +the garden and +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_55' name='page_55'></a>55</span> +lifted up the little drinking-cup. She <i>was</i> surprised, for +indeed she had hardly expected to see anything. But +there were the two roses underneath it, one red and one +white. And now she was dreadfully puzzled, for she did +not know which to choose. “If I choose the red one,” +she thought, “and I have a little boy, he may grow up +and go to the wars and get killed. But if I choose the +white one, and have a little girl, she will stay at home +awhile with us, but later on she will get married and go +away and leave us. So, whichever it is, we may be left +with no child after all.”</p> +<p>However, at last she decided on the white rose, and +she ate it. And it tasted so sweet, that she took and ate +the red one too: without ever remembering the old +woman’s solemn warning.</p> +<p>Some time after this, the <a name='TC_4'></a><ins class="trchange" title="Added italics"><i>King</i></ins> went away to the wars: +and while he was still away, the <i>Queen</i> became the mother +of twins. One was a lovely baby-boy, and the other was +a <i>Lindworm</i>, or Serpent. She was terribly frightened +when she saw the <i>Lindworm</i>, but he wriggled away out +of the room, and nobody seemed to have seen him but +herself: so that she thought it must have been a dream. +The baby <i>Prince</i> was so beautiful and so healthy, the +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_56' name='page_56'></a>56</span> +<i>Queen</i> was full of joy: and likewise, as you may suppose, +was the <i>King</i> when he came home and found his son and +heir. Not a word was said by anyone about the <i>Lindworm</i>: +only the <i>Queen</i> thought about it now and then.</p> +<p>Many days and years passed by, and the baby grew up +into a handsome young <i>Prince</i>, and it was time that he +got married. The <i>King</i> sent him off to visit foreign +kingdoms, in the Royal coach, with six white horses, to +look for a Princess grand enough to be his wife. But +at the very first cross-roads, the way was stopped by an +enormous <i>Lindworm</i>, enough to frighten the bravest. He +lay in the middle of the road with a great wide open +mouth, and cried, “A bride for me before a bride for +you!” Then the <i>Prince</i> made the coach turn round and +try another road: but it was all no use. For, at the +first cross-ways, there lay the <i>Lindworm</i> again, crying +out, “A bride for me before a bride for you!” So the +<i>Prince</i> had to turn back home again to the Castle, and +give up his visits to the foreign kingdoms. And his +mother, the <i>Queen</i>, had to confess that what the <i>Lindworm</i> +said was true. For he was really the eldest of her twins: +and so he ought to have a wedding first.</p> +<p>There seemed nothing for it but to find a bride for the +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_57' name='page_57'></a>57</span> +<i>Lindworm</i>, if his younger brother, the <i>Prince</i>, were to be +married at all. So the <i>King</i> wrote to a distant country, +and asked for a Princess to marry his son (but, of course, +he didn’t say which son), and presently a Princess arrived. +But she wasn’t allowed to see her bridegroom until he +stood by her side in the great hall and was married to +her, and then, of course, it was too late for her to say she +wouldn’t have him. But next morning the Princess had +disappeared. The <i>Lindworm</i> lay sleeping all alone: and +it was quite plain that he had eaten her.</p> +<p>A little while after, the Prince decided that he might +now go journeying again in search of a <i>Princess</i>. And +off he drove in the Royal chariot with the six white +horses. But at the first cross-ways, there lay the <i>Lindworm</i>, +crying with his great wide open mouth, “A bride +for me before a bride for you!” So the carriage tried +another road, and the same thing happened, and they had +to turn back again this time, just as formerly. And the +King wrote to several foreign countries, to know if anyone +would marry his son. At last another <i>Princess</i> arrived, +this time from a very far distant land. And, of course, +she was not allowed to see her future husband before the +wedding took place,—and then, lo and behold! it was +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_58' name='page_58'></a>58</span> +the <i>Lindworm</i> who stood at her side. And next morning +the Princess had disappeared: and the <i>Lindworm</i> lay +sleeping all alone; and it was quite clear that he had +eaten her.</p> +<p>By and by the <i>Prince</i> started on his quest for the third +time: and at the first cross-roads there lay the <i>Lindworm</i> +with his great wide open mouth, demanding a bride as +before. And the <i>Prince</i> went straight back to the castle, +and told the <i>King</i>: “You must find another bride for +my elder brother.”</p> +<p>“I don’t know where I am to find her,” said the <i>King</i>, +“I have already made enemies of two great Kings who +sent their daughters here as brides: and I have no notion +how I can obtain a third lady. People are beginning to +say strange things, and I am sure no <i>Princess</i> will dare to +come.”</p> +<p>Now, down in a little cottage near a wood, there lived +the <i>King’s</i> shepherd, an old man with his only daughter. +And the <i>King</i> came one day and said to him, “Will you +give me your daughter to marry my son the <i>Lindworm</i>? +And I will make you rich for the rest of your life.”—“No, +sire,” said the shepherd, “that I cannot do. She +is my only child, and I want her to take care of me when +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_59' name='page_59'></a>59</span> +I am old. Besides, if the <i>Lindworm</i> would not spare two +beautiful Princesses, he won’t spare her either. He will +just gobble her up: and she is much too good for such +a fate.”</p> +<p>But the <i>King</i> wouldn’t take “No” for an answer: and +at last the old man had to give in.</p> +<p>Well, when the old shepherd told his daughter that +she was to be <i>Prince Lindworm’s</i> bride, she was utterly +in despair. She went out into the woods, crying and +wringing her hands and bewailing her hard fate. And +while she wandered to and fro, an old witch-woman +suddenly appeared out of a big hollow oak-tree, and +asked her, “Why do you look so doleful, pretty lass?” +The shepherd-girl said, “It’s no use my telling you, for +nobody in the world can help me.”—“Oh, you never +know,” said the old woman. “Just you let me hear what +your trouble is, and maybe I can put things right.”—“Ah, +how can you?” said the girl, “For I am to be +married to the <i>King’s</i> eldest son, who is a <i>Lindworm</i>. +He has already married two beautiful Princesses, and +devoured them: and he will eat me too! No wonder I +am distressed.”</p> +<p>“Well, you needn’t be,” said the <a name='TC_5'></a><ins class="trchange" title="Standardised hyphenation from 'witchwoman'">witch-woman</ins>. “All +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_60' name='page_60'></a>60</span> +that can be set right in a twinkling: if only you will do +exactly as I tell you.” So the girl said she would.</p> +<p>“Listen, then,” said the old woman. “After the +marriage ceremony is over, and when it is time for you to +retire to rest, you must ask to be dressed in ten snow-white +shifts. And you must then ask for a tub full of lye,” +(that is, washing water prepared with wood-ashes) “and +a tub full of fresh milk, and as many whips as a boy can +carry in his arms,—and have all these brought into your +bed-chamber. Then, when the <i>Lindworm</i> tells you to +shed a shift, do you bid him slough a skin. And when +all his skins are off, you must dip the whips in the lye +and whip him; next, you must wash him in the fresh +milk; and, lastly, you must take him and hold him in +your arms, if it’s only for one moment.”</p> +<p>“The last is the worst notion—ugh!” said the shepherd’s +daughter, and she shuddered at the thought of +holding the cold, slimy, scaly <i>Lindworm</i>.</p> +<p>“Do just as I have said, and all will go well,” said +the old woman. Then she disappeared again in the oak-tree.</p> +<p>When the wedding-day arrived, the girl was fetched +in the Royal chariot with the six white horses, and taken +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_61' name='page_61'></a>61</span> +to the castle to be decked as a bride. And she asked +for ten snow-white shifts to be brought her, and the tub +of lye, and the tub of milk, and as many whips as a boy +could carry in his arms. The ladies and courtiers in the +castle thought, of course, that this was some bit of peasant +superstition, all rubbish and nonsense. But the <i>King</i> +said, “Let her have whatever she asks for.” She was +then arrayed in the most wonderful robes, and looked +the loveliest of brides. She was led to the hall where +the wedding ceremony was to take place, and she saw +the <i>Lindworm</i> for the first time as he came in and stood +by her side. So they were married, and a great wedding-feast +was held, a banquet fit for the son of a king.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_17' id='linki_17'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col08.jpg'> +<img src='images/col08.jpg' alt='' title='' width='293' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>She saw the Lindworm for the first time as he came in and stood by her side.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>When the feast was over, the bridegroom and bride +were conducted to their apartment, with music, and +torches, and a great procession. As soon as the door +was shut, the <i>Lindworm</i> turned to her and said, “Fair +maiden, shed a shift!” The shepherd’s daughter +answered him, “<i>Prince Lindworm</i>, slough a skin!”—“No +one has ever dared tell me to do that before!” said +he.—“But I command you to do it now!” said she. +Then he began to moan and wriggle: and in a few +minutes a long snake-skin lay upon the floor beside him. +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_62' name='page_62'></a>62</span> +The girl drew off her first shift, and spread it on top of +the skin.</p> +<p>The <i>Lindworm</i> said again to her, “Fair maiden, shed +a shift.”</p> +<p>The shepherd’s daughter answered him, “<i>Prince +Lindworm</i>, slough a skin.”</p> +<p>“No one has ever dared tell me to do that before,” +said he.—“But I command you to do it now,” said she. +Then with groans and moans he cast off the second skin: +and she covered it with her second shift. The <i>Lindworm</i> +said for the third time, “Fair maiden, shed a shift.” The +shepherd’s daughter answered him again, “<i>Prince Lindworm</i>, +slough a skin.”—“No one has ever dared tell me +to do that before,” said he, and his little eyes rolled +furiously. But the girl was not afraid, and once more +she commanded him to do as she bade.</p> +<p>And so this went on until nine <i>Lindworm</i> skins were +lying on the floor, each of them covered with a snow-white +shift. And there was nothing left of the <i>Lindworm</i> +but a huge thick mass, most horrible to see. Then the +girl seized the whips, dipped them in the lye, and +whipped him as hard as ever she could. Next, she +bathed him all over in the fresh milk. Lastly, she dragged +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_63' name='page_63'></a>63</span> +him on to the bed and put her arms round him. And +she fell fast asleep that very moment.</p> +<p>Next morning very early, the <i>King</i> and the courtiers +came and peeped in through the keyhole. They wanted +to know what had become of the girl, but none of them +dared enter the room. However, in the end, growing +bolder, they opened the door a tiny bit. And there they +saw the girl, all fresh and rosy, and beside her lay—no +<i>Lindworm</i>, but the handsomest prince that any one could +wish to see.</p> +<p>The <i>King</i> ran out and fetched the <i>Queen</i>: and after +that, there were such rejoicings in the castle as never +were known before or since. The wedding took place +all over again, much finer than the first, with festivals +and banquets and merrymakings for days and weeks. No +bride was ever so beloved by a King and Queen as this +peasant maid from the shepherd’s cottage. There was +no end to their love and their kindness towards her: +because, by her sense and her calmness and her courage, +she had saved their son, <i>Prince Lindworm</i>.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_18' id='linki_18'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/dec05.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='110' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_65' name='page_65'></a>65</span> +<a name='THE_LASSIE_AND_HER_GODMOTHER' id='THE_LASSIE_AND_HER_GODMOTHER'></a> +<h2>THE LASSIE AND HER GODMOTHER</h2> +</div> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_19' id='linki_19'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs08.png'> +<img src='images/gs08.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='280' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> on a time a poor couple lived far, far away +in a great wood. The wife was brought to bed, +and had a pretty girl, but they were so poor they +did not know how to get the babe christened, for they had +no money to pay the parson’s fees. So one day the father +went out to see if he could find any one who was willing +to stand for the +child and pay the +fees; but though +he walked about +the whole day from +one house to another, +and though +all said they were +willing enough to +stand, no one +thought himself +bound to pay the +fees. Now, when +he was going home +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_66' name='page_66'></a>66</span> +again, a lovely lady met him, dressed so fine, and she +looked so thoroughly good and kind; she offered to get +the babe christened, but after that, she said, she must keep +it for her own. The husband answered, he must first ask +his wife what she wished to do; but when he got home +and told his story, the wife said, right out, “No!”</p> +<p>Next day the man went out again, but no one would +stand if they had to pay the fees; and though he begged +and prayed, he could get no help. And again as he went +home, towards evening the same lovely lady met him, +who looked so sweet and good, and she made him the +same offer. So he told his wife again how he had fared, +and this time she said, if he couldn’t get any one to stand +for his babe next day, they must just let the lady have her +way, since she seemed so kind and good.</p> +<p>The third day, the man went about, but he couldn’t +get any one to stand; and so when, towards evening, +he met the kind lady again, he gave his word she should +have the babe if she would only get it christened at the +font. So next morning she came to the place where the +man lived, followed by two men to stand godfathers, took +the babe and carried it to church, and there it was +christened. After that she took it to her own house, and +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_67' name='page_67'></a>67</span> +there the little girl lived with her several years, and her +<i>Foster-mother</i> was always kind and friendly to her.</p> +<p>Now, when the <i>Lassie</i> had grown to be big enough to +know right and wrong, her <i>Foster-mother</i> got ready to go +on a journey.</p> +<p>“You have my leave,” she said, “to go all over the +house, except those rooms which I shew you;” and +when she had said that, away she went.</p> +<p>But the <i>Lassie</i> could not forbear just to open one of +the doors a little bit, when—<span class='smcap'>Pop!</span> out flew a Star.</p> +<p>When her <i>Foster-mother</i> came back, she was very +vexed to find that the star had flown out, and she got +very angry with her <i>Foster-daughter</i>, and threatened to +send her away; but the child cried and begged so hard +that she got leave to stay.</p> +<p>Now, after a while, the <i>Foster-mother</i> had to go on +another journey; and, before she went, she forbade the +<i>Lassie</i> to go into those two rooms into which she had +never been. She promised to beware; but when she +was left alone, she began to think and to wonder what +there could be in the second room, and at last she could +not help setting the door a little ajar, just to peep in, +when—<span class='smcap'>Pop!</span> out flew the Moon.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_20' id='linki_20'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col09.jpg'> +<img src='images/col09.jpg' alt='' title='' width='294' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>She could not help setting the door a little ajar, just to peep in, when—Pop! out flew the Moon.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_68' name='page_68'></a>68</span></div> +<p>When her <i>Foster-mother</i> came home and found the +moon let out, she was very downcast, and said to the +<i>Lassie</i> she must go away, she could not stay with her +any longer. But the <i>Lassie</i> wept so bitterly, and prayed +so heartily for forgiveness, that this time, too, she got +leave to stay.</p> +<p>Some time after, the <i>Foster-mother</i> had to go away +again, and she charged the Lassie, who by this time was +half grown up, most earnestly that she mustn’t try to go +into, or to peep into, the third room. But when her +<i>Foster-mother</i> had been gone some time, and the <i>Lassie</i> +was weary of walking about alone, all at once she thought, +“Dear me, what fun it would be just to peep a little into +that third room.” Then she thought she mustn’t do it +for her <i>Foster-mother’s</i> sake; but when the bad thought +came the second time she could hold out no longer; +come what might, she must and would look into the +room; so she just opened the door a tiny bit, when—POP! +out flew the Sun.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_21' id='linki_21'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs09.png'> +<img src='images/gs09.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='282' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>But when her <i>Foster-mother</i> came back and saw that +the sun had flown away, she was cut to the heart, and +said, “Now, there was no help for it, the <i>Lassie</i> must +and should go away; she couldn’t hear of her staying +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_69' name='page_69'></a>69</span> +any longer.” Now +the <i>Lassie</i> cried +her eyes out, and +begged and prayed +so prettily; but it +was all no good.</p> +<p>“Nay! but I +must punish you!” +said her <i>Foster-mother</i>; +“but you +may have your +choice, either to +be the loveliest +woman in the +world, and not to be able to speak, or to keep your speech, +and to be the ugliest of all women; but away from me +you must go.”</p> +<p>And the <i>Lassie</i> said, “I would sooner be lovely.” So +she became all at once wondrous fair; but from that day +forth she was dumb.</p> +<p>So, when she went away from her <i>Foster-mother</i>, she +walked and wandered through a great, great wood; but +the farther she went, the farther off the end seemed to be. +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_70' name='page_70'></a>70</span> +So, when the evening came on, she clomb up into a tall +tree, which grew over a spring, and there she made herself +up to sleep that night. Close by lay a castle, and +from that castle came early every morning a maid to draw +water to make the Prince’s tea, from the spring over +which the <i>Lassie</i> was sitting. So the maid looked down +into the spring, saw the lovely face in the water, and +thought it was her own; then she flung away the pitcher, +and ran home; and, when she got there, she tossed +up her head and said, “If I’m so pretty, I’m far too good +to go and fetch water.”</p> +<p>So another maid had to go for the water, but the same +thing happened to her; she went back and said she was +far too pretty and too good to fetch water from the spring +for the Prince. Then the Prince went himself, for he +had a mind to see what all this could mean. So, when +he reached the spring, he too saw the image in the water; +but he looked up at once, and became aware of the +lovely <i>Lassie</i> who sate there up in the tree. Then he +coaxed her down and took her home; and at last made +up his mind to have her for his queen, because she +was so lovely; but his mother, who was still alive, was +against it.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_22' id='linki_22'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col10.jpg'> +<img src='images/col10.jpg' alt='' title='' width='293' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>Then he coaxed her down and took her home.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_71' name='page_71'></a>71</span></div> +<p>“She can’t speak,” she said, “and maybe she’s a wicked +witch.”</p> +<p>But the Prince could not be content till he got her. +So after they had lived together a while, the <i>Lassie</i> was +to have a child, and when the child came to be born, the +Prince set a strong watch about her; but at the birth one +and all fell into a deep sleep, and her <i>Foster-mother</i> came, +cut the babe on its little finger, and smeared the queen’s +mouth with the blood; and said:</p> +<p>“Now you shall be as grieved as I was when you let +out the star;” and with these words she carried off the +babe.</p> +<p>But when those who were on the watch woke, they +thought the queen had eaten her own child, and the old +queen was all for burning her alive, but the Prince was +so fond of her that at last he begged her off, but he had +hard work to set her free.</p> +<p>So the next time the young queen was to have a child, +twice as strong a watch was set as the first time, but the +same thing happened over again, only this time her <i>Foster-mother</i> +said:</p> +<p>“Now you shall be as grieved as I was when you let +the moon out.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_72' name='page_72'></a>72</span></div> +<p>And the queen begged and prayed, and wept; for +when her <i>Foster-mother</i> was there, she could speak—but +it was all no good.</p> +<p>And now the old queen said she must be burnt, but +the Prince found means to beg her off. But when the +third child was to be born, a watch was set three times as +strong as the first, but just the same thing happened. +Her <i>Foster-mother</i> came while the watch slept, took the +babe, and cut its little finger, and smeared the queen’s +mouth with the blood, telling her now she should be +as grieved as she had been when the <i>Lassie</i> let out the +sun.</p> +<p>And now the Prince could not save her any longer. +She must and should be burnt. But just as they were +leading her to the stake, all at once they saw her <i>Foster-mother</i>, +who came with all three children—two she led by +the hand, and the third she had on her arm; and so she +went up to the young queen and said:</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_23' id='linki_23'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col11.jpg'> +<img src='images/col11.jpg' alt='' title='' width='294' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>“Here are your children; now you shall have them again. I am the Virgin Mary.”</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>“Here are your children; now you shall have them +again. I am the Virgin Mary, and so grieved as you +have been, so grieved was I when you let out sun, and +moon, and star. Now you have been punished for what +you did, and henceforth you shall have your speech.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_73' name='page_73'></a>73</span></div> +<p>How glad the Queen and Prince now were, all may +easily think, but no one can tell. After that they were +always happy; and from that day even the Prince’s mother +was very fond of the young queen.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_24' id='linki_24'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/dec06.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='541' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_75' name='page_75'></a>75</span> +<a name='THE_HUSBAND_WHO_WAS_TO_MIND_THE_HOUSE' id='THE_HUSBAND_WHO_WAS_TO_MIND_THE_HOUSE'></a> +<h2>THE HUSBAND WHO WAS TO MIND THE HOUSE</h2> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> on a time there was a man, so surly and +cross, he never thought his <i>Wife</i> did anything +right in the house. So, one evening, in haymaking +time, he came home, scolding and swearing, and +showing his teeth and making a dust.</p> +<p>“Dear love, don’t be so angry; there’s a good man,” +said his goody; “to-morrow let’s change our work. I’ll +go out with the mowers and mow, and you shall mind the +house at home.”</p> +<p>Yes! the <i>Husband</i> thought that would do very well. +He was quite willing, he said.</p> +<p>So, early next morning, his goody took a scythe over +her neck, and went out into the hayfield with the mowers, +and began to mow; but the man was to mind the house, +and do the work at home.</p> +<p>First of all, he wanted to churn the butter; but when +he had churned a while, he got thirsty, and went down to +the cellar to tap a barrel of ale. So, just when he had +knocked in the bung, and was putting the tap into the +cask, he heard overhead the pig come into the kitchen. +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_76' name='page_76'></a>76</span> +Then off he ran up the cellar steps, with the tap in his +hand, as fast as he could, to look after the pig, lest it +should upset the churn; but when he got up, and saw +the pig had already knocked the churn over, and stood +there, routing and grunting amongst the cream which was +running all over the floor, he got so wild with rage that +he quite forgot the ale-barrel, and ran at the pig as hard +as he could. He caught it, too, just as it ran out of doors, +and gave it such a kick, that piggy lay for dead on the +spot. Then all at once he remembered he had the tap +in his hand; but when he got down to the cellar, every +drop of ale had run out of the cask.</p> +<p>Then he went into the dairy and found enough cream +left to fill the churn again, and so he began to churn, for +butter they must have at dinner. When he had churned +a bit, he remembered that their milking cow was still shut +up in the byre, and hadn’t had a bit to eat or a drop to +drink all the morning, though the sun was high. Then +all at once he thought ’twas too far to take her down to +the meadow, so he’d just get her up on the house top—for +the house, you must know, was thatched with sods, +and a fine crop of grass was growing there. Now the +house lay close up against a steep down, and he thought +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_77' name='page_77'></a>77</span> +if he laid a plank across to the thatch at the back he’d +easily get the cow up.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_25' id='linki_25'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs10.png'> +<img src='images/gs10.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='275' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>But still he couldn’t leave the churn, for there was his +little babe crawling about on the floor, and “if I leave +it,” he thought, “the child is safe to upset it.” So he took +the churn on his back, and went out with it; but then he +thought he’d better first water the cow before he turned +her out on the thatch; so he took up a bucket to draw +water out of the well; but, as he stooped down at the +well’s brink, all the cream ran out of the churn over his +shoulders, and so down into the well.</p> +<p>Now it was near dinner-time, and he hadn’t even got +the butter yet; so he thought he’d best boil the porridge, +and filled the pot with water and hung it over the fire. +When he had done that, he thought the cow might perhaps +fall off the thatch and break her legs or her neck. So he +got up on the house to tie her up. One end of the rope +he made fast to the cow’s neck and the other he slipped +down the chimney and tied round his own thigh; and he +had to make haste, for the water now began to boil in the +pot, and he had still to grind the oatmeal.</p> +<p>So he began to grind away; but while he was hard at +it, down fell the cow off the house-top after all, and as +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_78' name='page_78'></a>78</span> +she fell, she dragged the man up the chimney by the rope. +There he stuck fast; and as for the cow, she hung half-way +down the wall, swinging between heaven and earth, +for she could neither get down nor up.</p> +<p>And now the goody had waited seven lengths and +seven breadths for her <i>Husband</i> to come and call them +home to dinner; but never a call they had. At last she +thought she’d waited long enough, and went home. But +when she got there and saw the cow hanging in such an ugly +place, she ran up +and cut the rope +in two with her +scythe. But, as +she did this, down +came her <i>Husband</i> +out of the chimney; +and so, when +his old dame came +inside the kitchen, +there she found +him standing on +his head in the +porridge pot.</p> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_79' name='page_79'></a>79</span> +<a name='THE_LAD_WHO_WENT_TO_THE_NORTH_WIND' id='THE_LAD_WHO_WENT_TO_THE_NORTH_WIND'></a> +<h2>THE LAD WHO WENT TO THE NORTH WIND</h2> +</div> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_26' id='linki_26'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs11.png'> +<img src='images/gs11.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='277' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> on a time there was an old widow who had +one son; and as she was poorly and weak, her +son had to go up into the safe to fetch meal +for cooking; but when he got outside the safe, and was +just going down the steps, there came the <i>North Wind</i> +puffing and blowing, caught up the meal, and so away +with it through +the air. Then the +<i>Lad</i> went back +into the safe for +more; but when +he came out again +on the steps, if +the <i>North Wind</i> +didn’t come again +and carry off the +meal with a puff: +and, more than +that, he did so the +third time. At this +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_80' name='page_80'></a>80</span> +the <i>Lad</i> got very angry; and as he thought it hard that +the <i>North Wind</i> should behave so, he thought he’d just +look him up, and ask him to give up his meal.</p> +<p>So off he went, but the way was long, and he walked +and walked; but at last he came to the <i>North Wind’s</i> +house.</p> +<p>“Good day!” said the <i>Lad</i>, “and thank you for coming +to see us yesterday.”</p> +<p>“<span class='smcap'>Good Day</span>!” answered the <i>North Wind</i>, for his +voice was loud and gruff, “<span class='smcap'>and thanks for coming to see +me. What do you Want</span>?”</p> +<p>“Oh!” answered the <i>Lad</i>, “I only wished to ask you +to be so good as to let me have back that meal you took +from me on the safe steps, for we haven’t much to live on; +and if you’re to go on snapping up the morsel we have, +there’ll be nothing for it but to starve.”</p> +<p>“I haven’t got your meal,” said the <i>North Wind</i>; “but +if you are in such need, I’ll give you a cloth which will +get you everything you want, if you only say, ‘Cloth, +spread yourself, and serve up all kinds of good dishes!’”</p> +<p>With this the <i>Lad</i> was well content. But, as the +way was so long he couldn’t get home in one day, so he +turned into an inn on the way; and when they were going +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_81' name='page_81'></a>81</span> +to sit down to supper he laid the cloth on a table which +stood in the corner, and said:</p> +<p>“Cloth, spread yourself, and serve up all kinds of good +dishes.”</p> +<p>He had scarce said so before the cloth did as it was bid; +and all who stood by thought it a fine thing, but most of +all the landlady. So, when all were fast asleep at dead of +night, she took the <i>Lad’s</i> cloth, and put another in its +stead, just like the one he had got from the <i>North Wind</i>, +but which couldn’t so much as serve up a bit of dry bread.</p> +<p>So, when the <i>Lad</i> woke, he took his cloth and went +off with it, and that day he got home to his mother.</p> +<p>“Now,” said he, “I’ve been to the <i>North Wind’s</i> +house, and a good fellow he is, for he gave me this cloth, +and when I only say to it, ‘Cloth, spread yourself, and +serve up all kinds of good dishes,’ I get any sort of food +I please.”</p> +<p>“All very true, I daresay,” said his mother; “but +seeing is believing, and I shan’t believe it till I see it.”</p> +<p>So the <i>Lad</i> made haste, drew out a table, laid the +cloth on it, and said:</p> +<p>“Cloth, spread yourself, and serve up all kinds of +good dishes.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_82' name='page_82'></a>82</span></div> +<p>But never a bit of dry bread did the cloth serve up.</p> +<p>“Well,” said the <i>Lad</i> “there’s no help for it but to +go to the <i>North Wind</i> again;” and away he went.</p> +<p>So he came to where the <i>North Wind</i> lived late in +the afternoon.</p> +<p>“Good evening!” said the <i>Lad</i>.</p> +<p>“Good evening!” said the <i>North Wind</i>.</p> +<p>“I want my rights for that meal of ours which you +took,” said the <i>Lad</i>; “for, as for that cloth I got, it isn’t +worth a penny.”</p> +<p>“I’ve got no meal,” said the <i>North Wind</i>; “but +yonder you have a ram which coins nothing but golden +ducats as soon as you say to it: ‘Ram, ram! make +money!’”</p> +<p>So the <i>Lad</i> thought this a fine thing; but as it was +too far to get home that day, he turned in for the night +to the same inn where he had slept before.</p> +<p>Before he called for anything, he tried the truth of +what the <i>North Wind</i> had said of the ram, and found it +all right; but, when the landlord saw that, he thought it +was a famous ram, and, when the <i>Lad</i> had fallen asleep, +he took another which couldn’t coin gold ducats, and +changed the two.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_83' name='page_83'></a>83</span></div> +<p>Next morning off went the <i>Lad</i>; and when he got +home to his mother, he said:</p> +<p>“After all, the <i>North Wind</i> is a jolly fellow; for now +he has given me a ram which can coin golden ducats if I +only say: ‘Ram, ram! make money!’”</p> +<p>“All very true, I daresay,” said his mother; “but I +shan’t believe any such stuff until I see the ducats made.”</p> +<p>“Ram, ram! make money!” said the <i>Lad</i>; but if the +ram made anything, it wasn’t money.</p> +<p>So the <i>Lad</i> went back again to the <i>North Wind</i>, and +blew him up, and said the ram was worth nothing, and +he must have his rights for the meal.</p> +<p>“Well!” said the <i>North Wind</i>; “I’ve nothing else to +give you but that old stick in the corner yonder; but its +a stick of that kind that if you say: ‘Stick, stick! lay on!’ +it lays on till you say: ‘Stick, stick! now stop!’”</p> +<p>So, as the way was long, the <i>Lad</i> turned in this night +too to the landlord; but as he could pretty well guess how +things stood as to the cloth and the ram, he lay down at +once on the bench and began to snore, as if he were asleep.</p> +<p>Now the landlord, who easily saw that the stick must +be worth something, hunted up one which was like it, and +when he heard the lad snore, was going to change the +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_84' name='page_84'></a>84</span> +two; but, just as the landlord was about to take it, the +<i>Lad</i> bawled out:</p> +<p>“Stick, stick! lay on!”</p> +<p>So the stick began to beat the landlord, till he jumped +over chairs, and tables, and benches, and yelled and roared:</p> +<p>“Oh my! oh my! bid the stick be still, else it will +beat me to death, and you shall have back both your cloth +and your ram.”</p> +<p>When the <i>Lad</i> thought the landlord had got enough, +he said:</p> +<p>“Stick, stick! now stop!”</p> +<p>Then he took the cloth and put it into his pocket, +and went home with his stick in his hand, leading the ram +by a cord round its horns; and so he got his rights for +the meal he had lost.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_27' id='linki_27'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/gs12.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='232' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_85' name='page_85'></a>85</span> +<a name='THE_THREE_PRINCESSES_OF_WHITELAND' id='THE_THREE_PRINCESSES_OF_WHITELAND'></a> +<h2>THE THREE PRINCESSES OF WHITELAND</h2> +</div> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_28' id='linki_28'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs13.png'> +<img src='images/gs13.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='277' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> on a time there was a fisherman who lived +close by a palace, and fished for the <i>King’s</i> +table. One day when he was out fishing he +just caught nothing. Do what he would—however he +tried with bait and angle—there was never a sprat on his +hook. But when the day was far spent a head bobbed +up out of the +water, and said:</p> +<p>“If I may +have what your +wife bears under +her girdle, you +shall catch fish +enough.”</p> +<p>So the man +answered boldly, +“Yes;” for he did +not know that his +wife was going to +have a child. After +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_86' name='page_86'></a>86</span> +that, as was like enough, he caught plenty of fish of all +kinds. But when he got home at night and told his +story, how he had got all that fish, his wife fell a-weeping +and moaning, and was beside herself for the promise +which her husband had made, for she said, “I bear a babe +under my girdle.”</p> +<p>Well, the story soon spread, and came up to the +castle; and when the <i>King</i> heard the woman’s grief and +its cause, he sent down to say he would take care of the +child, and see if he couldn’t save it.</p> +<p>So the months went on and on, and when her time +came the fisher’s wife had a boy; so the king took it at +once, and brought it up as his own son, until the lad +grew up. Then he begged leave one day to go out +fishing with his father; he had such a mind to go, he +said. At first the <i>King</i> wouldn’t hear of it, but at last +the lad had his way, and went. So he and his father +were out the whole day, and all went right and well till +they landed at night. Then the lad remembered he had +left his handkerchief, and went to look for it; but as +soon as ever he got into the boat, it began to move off +with him at such speed that the water roared under the +bow, and all the lad could do in rowing against it with +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_87' name='page_87'></a>87</span> +the oars was no use; so he went and went the whole +night, and at last he came to a white strand, far far away.</p> +<p>There he went ashore, and when he had walked about +a bit, an old, old man met him, with a long white beard.</p> +<p>“What’s the name of this land?” asked the lad.</p> +<p>“Whiteland,” said the man, who went on to ask the +lad whence he came, and what he was going to do. So +the lad told him all.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_29' id='linki_29'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col12.jpg'> +<img src='images/col12.jpg' alt='' title='' width='290' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>“You’ll come to three Princesses, whom you will see standing in the earth up to their necks, with only their heads out.”</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>“Aye, aye!” said the man; “now when you have +walked a little farther along the strand here, you’ll come +to three <i>Princesses</i>, whom you will see standing in the +earth up to their necks, with only their heads out. Then +the first—she is the eldest—will call out and beg you so +prettily to come and help her; and the second will do +the same; to neither of these shall you go; make haste +past them, as if you neither saw nor heard anything. +But the third you shall go to, and do what she asks. +If you do this, you’ll have good luck—that’s all.”</p> +<p>When the lad came to the first <i>Princess</i>, she called +out to him, and begged him so prettily to come to her, +but he passed on as though he saw her not. In the same +way he passed by the second; but to the third he went +straight up.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_88' name='page_88'></a>88</span></div> +<p>“If you’ll do what I bid you,” she said, “you may +have which of us you please.”</p> +<p>“Yes;” he was willing enough; so she told him how +three <i>Trolls</i> had set them down in the earth there; but +before they had lived in the castle up among the trees.</p> +<p>“Now,” she said, “you must go into that castle, and +let the <i>Trolls</i> whip you each one night for each of us. +If you can bear that, you’ll set us free.”</p> +<p>Well, the lad said he was ready to try.</p> +<p>“When you go in,” the <i>Princess</i> went on to say, +“you’ll see two lions standing at the gate; but if you’ll +only go right in the middle between them they’ll do you +no harm. Then go straight on into a little dark room, +and make your bed. Then the <i>Troll</i> will come to whip +you; but if you take the flask which hangs on the wall, +and rub yourself with the ointment that’s in it, wherever +his lash falls, you’ll be as sound as ever. Then grasp the +sword that hangs by the side of the flask and strike the +<i>Troll</i> dead.”</p> +<p>Yes, he did as the <i>Princess</i> told him; he passed in the +midst between the lions, as if he hadn’t seen them, and +went straight into the little room, and there he lay down +to sleep. The first night there came a <i>Troll</i> with three +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_89' name='page_89'></a>89</span> +heads and three rods, and whipped the lad soundly; but +he stood it till the <i>Troll</i> was done; then he took the +flask and rubbed himself, and grasped the sword and slew +the <i>Troll</i>.</p> +<p>So, when he went out next morning, the <i>Princesses</i> +stood out of the earth up to their waists.</p> +<p>The next night ’twas the same story over again, only +this time the <i>Troll</i> had six heads and six rods, and he +whipped him far worse than the first; but when he went +out next morning, +the <i>Princesses</i> +stood out of the +earth as far as the +knee.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_30' id='linki_30'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs14.png'> +<img src='images/gs14.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='275' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>The third +night there came a +<i>Troll</i> that had nine +heads and nine +rods, and he +whipped and +flogged the lad so +long that he fainted +away; then the +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_90' name='page_90'></a>90</span> +<i>Troll</i> took him up and dashed him against the wall; but +the shock brought down the flask, which fell on the lad, +burst, and spilled the ointment all over him, and so he +became as strong and sound as ever again. Then he wasn’t +slow; he grasped the sword and slew the <i>Troll</i>; and next +morning when he went out of the castle the <i>Princesses</i> +stood before him with all their bodies out of the earth. +So he took the youngest for his <i>Queen</i>, and lived well +and happily with her for some time.</p> +<p>At last he began to long to go home for a little to see +his parents. His <i>Queen</i> did not like this; but at last his +heart was so set on it, and he longed and longed so much, +there was no holding him back, so she said:</p> +<p>“One thing you must promise me. This—only to +do what your father begs you to do, and not what mother +wishes;” and that he promised.</p> +<p>Then she gave him a ring, which was of that kind +that any one who wore it might wish two wishes. So +he wished himself home, and when he got home his +parents could not wonder enough what a grand man their +son had become.</p> +<p>Now, when he had been at home some days, his +mother wished him to go up to the palace and show the +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_91' name='page_91'></a>91</span> +<i>King</i> what a fine fellow he had come to be. But his +father said:</p> +<p>“No! don’t let him do that; if he does, we shan’t +have any more joy of him this time.”</p> +<p>But it was no good, the mother begged and prayed so +long that at last he went. So when he got up to the +palace he was far braver, both in clothes and array, than +the other king, who didn’t quite like this, and at last he +said:</p> +<p>“All very fine; but here you can see my <i>Queen</i>, what +like she is, but I can’t see yours: that I can’t. Do you +know, I scarce think she’s so good-looking as mine.”</p> +<p>“Would to Heaven,” said the young <i>King</i>, “she were +standing here, then you’d see what she was like.” And +that instant there she stood before them.</p> +<p>But she was very woeful, and said to him:</p> +<p>“Why did you not mind what I told you; and why +did you not listen to what your father said? Now, I must +away home, and as for you, you have had both your wishes.”</p> +<p>With that she knitted a ring among his hair with her +name on it, and wished herself home, and was off.</p> +<p>Then the young <i>King</i> was cut to the heart, and went, +day out day in, thinking and thinking how he should get +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_92' name='page_92'></a>92</span> +back to his <i>Queen</i>. “I’ll just try,” he thought, “if I can’t +learn where Whiteland lies;” and so he went out into the +world to ask. So when he had gone a good way, he came +to a high hill, and there he met one who was lord over +all the beasts of the wood, for they all came home to him +when he blew his horn; so the <i>King</i> asked if he knew +where Whiteland was.</p> +<p>“No, I don’t,” said he, “but I’ll ask my beasts.” Then +he blew his horn and called them, and asked if any of +them knew where Whiteland lay. But there was no beast +that knew.</p> +<p>So the man gave him a pair of snow-shoes.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_31' id='linki_31'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col13.jpg'> +<img src='images/col13.jpg' alt='' title='' width='292' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>So the man gave him a pair of snow-shoes.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>“When you get on these,” he said, “you’ll come to +my brother, who lives hundreds of miles off; he is lord +over all the birds of the air. Ask him. When you reach +his house, just turn the shoes so that the toes point this +way, and they’ll come home of themselves.” So when the +<i>King</i> reached the house, he turned the shoes as the lord +of the beasts had said, and away they went home of +themselves.</p> +<p>So he asked again after Whiteland, and the man called +all the birds with a blast of his horn, and asked if any of +them knew where Whiteland lay; but none of the birds +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_93' name='page_93'></a>93</span> +knew. Now, long, long after the rest of the birds came +an old eagle, which had been away ten round years, but +he couldn’t tell any more than the rest.</p> +<p>“Well, well,” said the man, “I’ll lend you a pair of +snow-shoes, and, when you get them on, they’ll carry you +to my brother, who lives hundreds of miles off; he’s lord +of all the fish in the sea; you’d better ask him. But don’t +forget to turn the toes of the shoes this way.”</p> +<p>The <i>King</i> was full of thanks, got on the shoes, and +when he came to the man who was lord over the fish of +the sea, he turned the toes round, and so off they went +home like the other pair. After that, he asked again +after Whiteland.</p> +<p>So the man called the fish with a blast, but no fish +could tell where it lay. At last came an old pike, which +they had great work to call home, he was such a way off. +So when they asked him he said:</p> +<p>“Know it? I should think I did! I’ve been cook there +ten years, and to-morrow I’m going there again; for now +the queen of Whiteland, whose king is away, is going to +wed another husband.”</p> +<p>“Well!” said the man, “as this is so, I’ll give you a +bit of advice. Hereabouts, on a moor, stand three brothers, +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_94' name='page_94'></a>94</span> +and here they have stood these hundred years, fighting +about a hat, a cloak, and a pair of boots. If any one has +these three things he can make himself invisible, and wish +himself anywhere he pleases. You can tell them you wish +to try the things, and, after that, you’ll pass judgment +between them, whose they shall be.”</p> +<p>Yes! the <i>King</i> thanked the man, and went and did as +he told him.</p> +<p>“What’s all this?” he said to the brothers. “Why do +you stand here fighting for ever and a day? Just let me +try these things, and I’ll give judgment whose they shall be.”</p> +<p>They were very willing to do this; but, as soon as he +had got the hat, cloak, and boots, he said:</p> +<p>“When we meet next time, I’ll tell you my judgment,” +and with these words he wished himself away.</p> +<p>So as he went along up in the air, he came up with +the North wind.</p> +<p>“Whither away?” roared the North Wind.</p> +<p>“To Whiteland,” said the <i>King</i>; <a name='TC_6'></a><ins class="trchange" title="Removed extra double-quote">and</ins> then he told +him all that had befallen him.</p> +<p>“Ah,” said the North Wind, “you go faster than I—you +do; for you can go straight, while I have to puff and +blow round every turn and corner. But when you get +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_95' name='page_95'></a>95</span> +there, just place yourself on the stairs by the side of the +door, and then I’ll come storming in, as though I were +going to blow down the whole castle. And then when +the prince, who is to have your <i>Queen</i>, comes out to see +what’s the matter, just you take him by the collar and +pitch him out of doors; then I’ll look after him, and see +if I can’t carry him off.”</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_32' id='linki_32'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col14.jpg'> +<img src='images/col14.jpg' alt='' title='' width='296' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>The King went into the Castle, and at first his Queen didn’t know him, he was so wan and thin, through wandering so far and being so woeful.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>Well, the <i>King</i> did as the North Wind said. He took +his stand on the stairs, and when the North Wind came, +storming and roaring, and took hold of the castle wall, so +that it shook again, the prince came out to see what was +the matter. But as soon as ever he came, the <i>King</i> +caught him by the collar and pitched him out of doors, +and then the North Wind caught him up and carried him +off. So when there was an end of him, the <i>King</i> went +into the castle, and at first his <i>Queen</i> didn’t know him, +he was so wan and thin, through wandering so far and +being so woeful; but when he shewed her the ring, she +was as glad as glad could be; and so the rightful wedding +was held, and the fame of it spread far and wide.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_33' id='linki_33'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/dec07.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='109' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_97' name='page_97'></a>97</span> +<a name='SORIA_MORIA_CASTLE' id='SORIA_MORIA_CASTLE'></a> +<h2>SORIA MORIA CASTLE</h2> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> on a time there was a poor couple who had +a son whose name was <i>Halvor</i>. Ever since he +was a little boy he would turn his hand to +nothing, but just sat there and groped about in the ashes. +His father and mother often put him out to learn this +trade or that, but <i>Halvor</i> could stay nowhere; for, when +he had been there a day or two, he ran away from his +master, and never stopped till he was sitting again in the +ingle, poking about in the cinders.</p> +<p>Well, one day a skipper came, and asked <i>Halvor</i> if +he hadn’t a mind to be with him, and go to sea, and see +strange lands. Yes, <i>Halvor</i> would like that very much; +so he wasn’t long in getting himself ready.</p> +<p>How long they sailed I’m sure I can’t tell; but the +end of it was, they fell into a great storm, and when it +was blown over, and it got still again, they couldn’t tell +where they were; for they had been driven away to a +strange coast, which none of them knew anything about.</p> +<p>Well, as there was just no wind at all, they stayed +lying wind-bound there, and <i>Halvor</i> asked the skipper’s +leave to go on shore and look about him; he would +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_98' name='page_98'></a>98</span> +sooner go, he said, than lie there and sleep.</p> +<p>“Do you think now you’re fit to show yourself before +folk,” said the skipper, “why, you’ve no clothes but +those rags you stand in?”</p> +<p>But <i>Halvor</i> stuck to his own, and so at last he got +leave, but he was to be sure and come back as soon as +ever it began to blow. So off he went and found a lovely +land; wherever he came there were fine large flat cornfields +and rich meads, but he couldn’t catch a glimpse of +a living soul. Well, it began to blow, but <i>Halvor</i> +thought he hadn’t seen enough yet, and he wanted to +walk a little farther just to see if he couldn’t meet any +folk. So after a while he came to a broad high road, so +smooth and even, you might easily roll an egg along it. +<i>Halvor</i> followed this, and when evening drew on he saw +a great castle ever so far off, from which the sunbeams +shone. So as he had now walked the whole day and +hadn’t taken a bit to eat with him, he was as hungry as +a hunter, but still the nearer he came to the castle, the +more afraid he got.</p> +<p>In the castle kitchen a great fire was blazing, and +<i>Halvor</i> went into it, but such a kitchen he had never seen +in all his born days. It was so grand and fine; there +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_99' name='page_99'></a>99</span> +were vessels of silver and vessels of gold, but still never a +living soul. So when <i>Halvor</i> had stood there a while and +no one came out, he went and opened a door, and there +inside sat a <i>Princess</i> who span upon a spinning-wheel.</p> +<p>“Nay, nay, now!” she called out, “dare Christian +folk come hither? But now you’d best be off about your +business, if you don’t want the <i>Troll</i> to gobble you up; +for here lives a <i>Troll</i> with three heads.”</p> +<p>“All one to me,” said the lad, “I’d be just as glad to +hear he had four heads beside; I’d like to see what kind +of fellow he is. As for going, I won’t go at all. I’ve +done no harm; but meat you must get me, for I’m almost +starved to death.”</p> +<p>When <i>Halvor</i> had eaten his fill, the <i>Princess</i> told him +to try if he could brandish the sword that hung against the +wall; no, he couldn’t brandish it, he couldn’t even lift it up.</p> +<p>“Oh!” said the <i>Princess</i>, “now you must go and take +a pull of that flask that hangs by its side; that’s what the +<i>Troll</i> does every time he goes out to use the sword.”</p> +<p>So <i>Halvor</i> took a pull, and in the twinkling of an eye he +could brandish the sword like nothing; and now he thought +it high time the <i>Troll</i> came; and lo! just then up came the +<i>Troll</i> puffing and blowing. <i>Halvor</i> jumped behind the door.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_100' name='page_100'></a>100</span></div> +<p>“<span class='smcap'>Hutetu</span>,” said the <i>Troll</i>, as he put his head in at +the door, “what a smell of Christian man’s blood!”</p> +<p>“Aye,” said <i>Halvor</i>, “you’ll soon know that to your +cost,” and with that he hewed off all his heads.</p> +<p>Now the <i>Princess</i> was so glad that she was free, she +both danced and sang, but then all at once she called her +sisters to mind, and so she said:</p> +<p>“Would my sisters were free too!”</p> +<p>“Where are they?” asked <i>Halvor</i>.</p> +<p>Well, she told him all about it; one was taken away by +a <i>Troll</i> to his Castle which lay fifty miles off, and the other by +another <i>Troll</i> to his Castle which was fifty miles further still.</p> +<p>“But now,” she said, “you must first help me to get +this ugly carcass out of the house.”</p> +<p>Yes, <i>Halvor</i> was so strong he swept everything away, +and made it all clean and tidy in no time. So they had +a good and happy time of it, and next morning he set off +at peep of grey dawn; he could take no rest by the way, +but ran and walked the whole day. When he first saw +the Castle he got a little afraid; it was far grander than +the first, but here too there wasn’t a living soul to be seen. +So <i>Halvor</i> went into the kitchen, and didn’t stop there +either, but went straight further on into the house.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_101' name='page_101'></a>101</span></div> +<p>“Nay, nay,” called out the <i>Princess</i>, “dare Christian +folk come hither? I don’t know I’m sure how long it +is since I came here, but in all that time I haven’t seen a +Christian man. ’Twere best you saw how to get away as +fast as you came; for here lives a <i>Troll</i> who has six heads.”</p> +<p>“I shan’t go,” said <i>Halvor</i>, “if he has six heads besides.”</p> +<p>“He’ll take you up and swallow you down alive,” +said the <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<p>But it was no good, <i>Halvor</i> wouldn’t go; he wasn’t +at all afraid of the <i>Troll</i>, but meat and drink he must +have, for he was half starved after his long journey. Well, +he got as much of that as he wished, but then the <i>Princess</i> +wanted him to be off again.</p> +<p>“No,” said <i>Halvor</i>, “I won’t go, I’ve done no harm, +and I’ve nothing to be afraid about.”</p> +<p>“He won’t stay to ask that,” said the <i>Princess</i>, “for +he’ll take you without law or leave; but as you won’t go, +just try if you can brandish that sword yonder, which the +<i>Troll</i> wields in war.”</p> +<p>He couldn’t brandish it, and then the <i>Princess</i> said he +must take a pull at the flask which hung by its side, and +when he had done that he could brandish it.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_102' name='page_102'></a>102</span></div> +<p>Just then back came the <i>Troll</i>, and he was both stout +and big, so that he had to go sideways to get through the +door. When the <i>Troll</i> got his first head in he called out:</p> +<p>“<span class='smcap'>Hutetu</span>, what a smell of Christian man’s blood!”</p> +<p>But that very moment <i>Halvor</i> hewed off his first +head, and so on all the rest as they popped in. The +<i>Princess</i> was overjoyed, but just then she came to think of +her sisters, and wished out loud they were free. <i>Halvor</i> +thought that might easily be done, and wanted to be off +at once; but first he had to help the <i>Princess</i> to get the +<i>Troll’s</i> carcass out of the way, and so he could only set +out next morning.</p> +<p>It was a long way to the Castle, and he had to walk +fast and run hard to reach it in time; but about nightfall +he saw the Castle, which was far finer and grander +than either of the others. This time he wasn’t the least +afraid, but walked straight through the kitchen, and into +the Castle. There sat a <i>Princess</i> who was so pretty, there +was no end to her loveliness. She too like the others +told him there hadn’t been Christian folk there ever since +she came thither, and bade him go away again, else the +<i>Troll</i> would swallow him alive, and do you know, she +said, he has nine heads.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_103' name='page_103'></a>103</span></div> +<p>“Aye, aye,” said <i>Halvor</i>, “if he had nine other heads, +and nine other heads still, I won’t go away,” and so he +stood fast before the stove. The <i>Princess</i> kept on begging +him so prettily to go away, lest the <i>Troll</i> should +gobble him up, but <i>Halvor</i> said:</p> +<p>“Let him come as soon as he likes.”</p> +<p>So she gave him the <i>Troll’s</i> sword, and bade him +take a pull at the flask, that he might be able to brandish +and wield it.</p> +<p>Just then back came the <i>Troll</i> puffing and blowing +and tearing along. He was far bigger and stouter than +the other two, and he too had to go on one side to get +through the door. So when he got his first head in, he +said as the others had said:</p> +<p>“<span class='smcap'>Hutetu</span>, what a smell of Christian man’s blood!”</p> +<p>That very moment <i>Halvor</i> hewed off the first head +and then all the rest; but the last was the toughest of them +all, and it was the hardest bit of work <i>Halvor</i> had to do, to +get it hewn off, although he knew very well he had strength +enough to do it.</p> +<p>So all the <i>Princesses</i> came together to that Castle, +which was called <i>Soria Moria Castle</i>, and they were glad +and happy as they had never been in all their lives before, +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_104' name='page_104'></a>104</span> +and they all were +fond of <i>Halvor</i> +and <i>Halvor</i> of +them, and he +might choose the +one he liked best +for his bride; but +the youngest was +fondest of him of +all the three.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_34' id='linki_34'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs15.png'> +<img src='images/gs15.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='279' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>But there +after a while, <i>Halvor</i> +went about, +and was so strange +and dull and silent. Then the Princesses asked him what +he lacked, and if he didn’t like to live with them any +longer? Yes, he did, for they had enough and to spare, +and he was well off in every way, but still somehow or +other he did so long to go home, for his father and +mother were alive, and them he had such a great wish to +see.</p> +<p>Well, they thought that might be done easily +enough.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_105' name='page_105'></a>105</span></div> +<p>“You shall go thither and come back hither, safe and +unscathed, if you will only follow our advice,” said the +<i>Princesses</i>.</p> +<p>Yes, he’d be sure to mind all they said. So they +dressed him up till he was as grand as a king’s son, and +then they set a ring on his finger, and that was such a +ring, he could wish himself thither and hither with it; but +they told him to be sure and not take it off, and not to +name their names, for there would be an end of all his +bravery, and then he’d never see them more.</p> +<p>“If I only stood at home I’d be glad,” said <i>Halvor</i>; +and it was done as he had wished. Then stood <i>Halvor</i> +at his father’s cottage door before he knew a word about +it. Now it was about dusk at even, and so, when they +saw such a grand stately lord walk in, the old couple got +so afraid they began to bow and scrape. Then <i>Halvor</i> +asked if he couldn’t stay there, and have a lodging there +that night. No; that he couldn’t.</p> +<p>“We can’t do it at all,” they said, “for we haven’t +this thing or that thing which such a lord is used to have; +’twere best your lordship went up to the farm, no long +way off, for you can see the chimneys, and there they +have lots of everything.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_106' name='page_106'></a>106</span></div> +<p><i>Halvor</i> wouldn’t hear of it—he wanted to stop; but +the old couple stuck to their own, that he had better go +to the farmer’s; there he would get both meat and drink; +as for them, they hadn’t even a chair to offer him to sit +down on.</p> +<p>“No,” said <i>Halvor</i>, “I won’t go up there till to-morrow +early, but let me just stay here to-night; worst +come to the worst, I can sit in the chimney corner.”</p> +<p>Well, they couldn’t say anything against that; so +<i>Halvor</i> sat down by the ingle, and began to poke about +in the ashes, just as he used to do when he lay at home +in old days, and stretched his lazy bones.</p> +<p>Well, they chattered and talked about many things; +and they told <i>Halvor</i> about this thing and that; and so +he asked them if they had never had any children.</p> +<p>Yes, yes, they had once a lad whose name was +<i>Halvor</i>, but they didn’t know whither he had wandered; +they couldn’t even tell whether he were dead or alive.</p> +<p>“Couldn’t it be me, now?” said <i>Halvor</i>.</p> +<p>“Let me see; I could tell him well enough,” said the +old wife, and rose up. “Our <i>Halvor</i> was so lazy and +dull, he never did a thing; and besides, he was so ragged, +that one tatter took hold of the next tatter on him. No; +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_107' name='page_107'></a>107</span> +there never was the making of such a fine fellow in him +as you are, master.”</p> +<p>A little while after the old wife went to the hearth to +poke up the fire, and when the blaze fell on <i>Halvor’s</i> face, +just as when he was at home of old poking about in the +ashes, she knew him at once.</p> +<p>“Ah! but it is you after all, <i>Halvor</i>?” she cried; +and then there was such joy for the old couple, there was +no end to it; and he was forced to tell how he had fared, +and the old dame was so fond and proud of him, nothing +would do but he must go up at once to the farmer’s, and +show himself to the lassies, who had always looked down +on him. And off she went first, and <i>Halvor</i> followed +after. So, when she got up there, she told them all how +<i>Halvor</i> had come home again, and now they should only +just see how grand he was, for, said she, “he looks like +nothing but a King’s son.”</p> +<p>“All very fine,” said the lassies, and tossed up their +heads. “We’ll be bound he’s just the same beggarly +ragged boy he always was.”</p> +<p>Just then in walked <i>Halvor</i>, and then the lassies were +all so taken aback, they forgot their sarks in the ingle, +where they were sitting darning their clothes, and ran out +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_108' name='page_108'></a>108</span> +in their smocks. Well, when they were got back again, +they were so shamefaced they scarce dared look at <i>Halvor</i>, +towards whom they had always been proud and haughty.</p> +<p>“Aye, aye,” said <i>Halvor</i>, “you always thought yourselves +so pretty and neat, no one could come near you; +but now you should just see the eldest <i>Princess</i> I have set +free; against her you look just like milkmaids, and the +midmost is prettier still; but the youngest, who is my +sweetheart, she’s fairer than both sun and moon. Would +to Heaven they were only here,” said <i>Halvor</i>, “then you’d +see what you would see.”</p> +<p>He had scarce uttered these words before there they +stood, but then he felt so sorry, for now what they had +said came into his mind. Up at the farm there was a +great feast got ready for the <i>Princesses</i>, and much was +made of them, but they wouldn’t stop there.</p> +<p>“No, we want to go down to your father and mother,” +they said to <i>Halvor</i>; “and so we’ll go out now and look +about us.”</p> +<p>So he went down with them, and they came to a great +lake just outside the farm. Close by the water was such +a lovely green bank; here the <i>Princesses</i> said they would +sit and rest a while; they thought it so sweet to sit down +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_109' name='page_109'></a>109</span> +and look over the +water.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_35' id='linki_35'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs16.png'> +<img src='images/gs16.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='277' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>So they sat +down there, and +when they had sat +a while the youngest +<i>Princess</i> said:</p> +<p>“I may as +well comb your +hair a little, <i>Halvor</i>.”</p> +<p>Well, <i>Halvor</i> +laid his head on +her lap, and she +combed his bonny locks, and it wasn’t long before <i>Halvor</i> +fell fast asleep. Then she took the ring from his finger, +and put another in its stead; and she said:</p> +<p>“Now hold me all together! and now would we were +all in <i>Soria Moria Castle</i>.”</p> +<p>So when <i>Halvor</i> woke up, he could very well tell +that he had lost the <i>Princesses</i>, and began to weep and +wail; and he was so downcast, they couldn’t comfort him +at all. In spite of all his father and mother said, he +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_110' name='page_110'></a>110</span> +wouldn’t stop there, but took farewell of them, and said +he was safe not to see them again; for if he couldn’t find +the <i>Princesses</i> again, he thought it not worth while to live.</p> +<p>Well, he had still about sixty pounds left, so he put +them into his pocket, and set out on his way. So, when +he had walked a while, he met a man with a tidy horse, +and he wanted to buy it, and began to chaffer with the +man.</p> +<p>“Aye,” said the man, “to tell the truth, I never +thought of selling him; but if we could strike a bargain +perhaps—”</p> +<p>“What do you want for him?” asked <i>Halvor</i>.</p> +<p>“I didn’t give much for him, nor is he worth much; +he’s a brave horse to ride, but he can’t draw at all; still +he’s strong enough to carry your knapsack and you too, +turn and turn about,” said the man.</p> +<p>At last they agreed on the price, and <i>Halvor</i> laid the +knapsack on him, and so he walked a bit, and rode a bit, +turn and turn about. At night he came to a green plain +where stood a great tree, at the roots of which he sat +down. There he let the horse loose, but he didn’t lie +down to sleep, but opened his knapsack and took a meal. +At peep of day off he set again, for he could take no +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_111' name='page_111'></a>111</span> +rest. So he rode and walked and walked and rode the +whole day through the wide wood, where there were +so many green spots and glades that shone so bright and +lovely between the trees. He didn’t know at all where +he was or whither he was going, but he gave himself no +more time to rest than when his horse cropped a bit of +grass, and he took a snack out of his knapsack when they +came to one of those green glades. So he went on walking +and riding by turns, and as for the wood there seemed to +be no end to it.</p> +<p>But at dusk the next day he saw a light gleaming +away through the trees.</p> +<p>“Would there were folk hereaway,” thought <i>Halvor</i>, +“that I might warm myself a bit and get a morsel to keep +body and soul together.”</p> +<p>When he got up to it he saw the light came from a +wretched little hut, and through the window he saw an +old old, couple inside. They were as grey-headed as a +pair of doves, and the old wife had such a nose! why, it +was so long she used it for a poker to stir the fire as she +sat in the ingle.</p> +<p>“Good evening,” said <i>Halvor</i>.</p> +<p>“Good evening,” said the old wife.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_112' name='page_112'></a>112</span></div> +<p>“But what errand can you have in coming hither?” +she went on, “for no Christian folk have been here these +hundred years and more.”</p> +<p>Well, <i>Halvor</i> told her all about himself, and how he +wanted to get to <i>Soria Moria Castle</i>, and asked if she +knew the way thither.</p> +<p>“No,” said the old wife, “that I don’t, but see now, +here comes the Moon, I’ll ask her, she’ll know all about +it, for doesn’t she shine on everything?”</p> +<p>So when the Moon stood clear and bright over the +tree-tops, the old wife went out.</p> +<p>“<span class='smcap'>Thou Moon, thou Moon</span>,” she screamed, “canst +thou tell me the way to <i>Soria Moria Castle</i>?”</p> +<p>“No,” said the Moon, “that I can’t, for the last time +I shone there a cloud stood before me.”</p> +<p>“Wait a bit still,” said the old wife to <i>Halvor</i>, “bye +and bye comes the West Wind; he’s sure to know it, for +he puffs and blows round every corner.”</p> +<p>“Nay, nay,” said the old wife when she went out +again, “you don’t mean to say you’ve got a horse too; +just turn the poor beastie loose in our ‘toun,’ and don’t +let him stand there and starve to death at the door.”</p> +<p>Then she ran on:</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_113' name='page_113'></a>113</span></div> +<p>“But won’t you swop him away to me?—we’ve got +an old pair of boots here, with which you can take twenty +miles at each stride; those you shall have for your horse, +and so you’ll get all the sooner to <i>Soria Moria Castle</i>.”</p> +<p>That <i>Halvor</i> was willing to do at once; and the old +wife was so glad at having the horse, she was ready to +dance and skip for joy.</p> +<p>“For now,” she said, “I shall be able to ride to +church. I, too, think of that.”</p> +<p>As for <i>Halvor</i>, he had no rest, and wanted to be off +at once, but the old wife said there was no hurry.</p> +<p>“Lie down on the bench with you and sleep a bit, +for we’ve no bed to offer you, and I’ll watch and wake +you when the West Wind comes.”</p> +<p>So after a while up came the West Wind, roaring and +howling along till the walls creaked and groaned again.</p> +<p>Out ran the old wife.</p> +<p>“<span class='smcap'>Thou West Wind, thou West Wind!</span> Canst thou +tell me the way to <i>Soria Moria Castle</i>? Here’s one +who wants to get thither.”</p> +<p>“Yes, I know it very well,” said the West Wind, “and +now I’m just off thither to dry clothes for the wedding +that’s to be; if he’s swift of foot he can go along with me.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_114' name='page_114'></a>114</span></div> +<p>Out ran <i>Halvor</i>.</p> +<p>“You’ll have to stretch your legs if you mean to +keep up,” said the West Wind.</p> +<p>So off he set over field and hedge, and hill and fell, +and <i>Halvor</i> had hard work to keep up.</p> +<p>“Well,” said the West Wind, “now I’ve no time to +stay with you any longer, for I’ve got to go away yonder +and tear down a strip of spruce wood first before I go to +the bleaching-ground to dry the clothes; but if you go +alongside the hill you’ll come to a lot of lassies standing +washing clothes, and then you’ve not far to go to <i>Soria +Moria Castle</i>.”</p> +<p>In a little while <i>Halvor</i> came upon the lassies who +stood washing, and they asked if he had seen anything of +the West Wind who was to come and dry the clothes for +the wedding.</p> +<p>“Aye, aye, that I have,” said <i>Halvor</i>, “he’s only gone +to tear down a strip of spruce wood. It’ll not be long before +he’s here,” and then he asked them the way to <i>Soria +Moria Castle</i>.</p> +<p>So they put him into the right way, and when he got +to the Castle it was full of folk and horses; so full it made +one giddy to look at them. But <i>Halvor</i> was so ragged and +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_115' name='page_115'></a>115</span> +torn from having followed the West Wind through bush and +brier and bog, that he kept on one side, and wouldn’t show +himself till the last day when the bridal feast was to be.</p> +<p>So when all, as was then right and fitting, were to +drink the bride and bridegroom’s health and wish them +luck, and when the cupbearer was to drink to them all +again, both knights and squires, last of all he came in +turn to <i>Halvor</i>. He drank their health, but let the ring +which the <i>Princess</i> had put upon his finger as he lay by +the lake fall into the glass, and bade the cupbearer go and +greet the bride and hand her the glass.</p> +<p>Then up rose the <i>Princess</i> from the board at once.</p> +<p>“Who is most worthy to have one of us,” she said, +“he that has set us free, or he that here sits by me as +bridegroom?”</p> +<p>Well they all said there could be but one voice and +will as to that, and when <i>Halvor</i> heard that he wasn’t long +in throwing off his beggar’s rags, and arraying himself as +bridegroom.</p> +<p>“Aye, aye, here is the right one after all,” said the +youngest <i>Princess</i> as soon as she saw him, and so she tossed +the other one out of the window, and held her wedding +with <i>Halvor</i>.</p> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_117' name='page_117'></a>117</span> +<a name='THE_GIANT_WHO_HAD_NO_HEART_IN_HIS_BODY' id='THE_GIANT_WHO_HAD_NO_HEART_IN_HIS_BODY'></a> +<h2>THE GIANT WHO HAD NO HEART IN HIS BODY</h2> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> on a time there was a <i>King</i> who had <i>seven +sons</i>, and he loved them so much that he could +never bear to be without them all at once, but +one must always be with him. Now, when they were +grown up, six were to set off to woo, but as for the +youngest, his father kept him at home, and the others +were to bring back a princess for him to the palace. So +the <i>King</i> gave the six the finest clothes you ever set eyes +on, so fine that the light gleamed from them a long way +off, and each had his horse, which cost many, many +hundred pounds, and so they set off. Now, when they +had been to many palaces, and seen many princesses, at +last they came to a <i>King</i> who had <i>six daughters</i>; such +lovely king’s daughters they had never seen, and so they +fell to wooing them, each one, and when they had got +them for sweethearts, they set off home again, but they +quite forgot that they were to bring back with them a +sweetheart for <i>Boots</i>, their brother, who stayed at home, +for they were over head and ears in love with their own +sweethearts.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_36' id='linki_36'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col15.jpg'> +<img src='images/col15.jpg' alt='' title='' width='290' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>The six brothers riding out to woo.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_118' name='page_118'></a>118</span></div> +<p>But when they had gone a good bit on their way, they +passed close by a steep hill-side, like a wall, where the +<i>Giant’s</i> house was, and there the <i>Giant</i> came out, and set +his eyes upon them, and turned them all into stone, +princes and princesses and all. Now the <i>King</i> waited +and waited for his <i>six sons</i>, but the more he waited, the +longer they stayed away; so he fell into great trouble, and +said he should never know what it was to be glad again.</p> +<p>“And if I had not you left,” he said to <i>Boots</i>, “I would +live no longer, so full of sorrow am I for the loss of your +brothers.”</p> +<p>“Well, but now I’ve been thinking to ask your leave +to set out and find them again; that’s what I’m thinking +of,” said <i>Boots</i>.</p> +<p>“Nay, nay!” said his father; “that leave you shall never +get, for then you would stay away too.”</p> +<p>But <i>Boots</i> had set his heart upon it; go he would; and +he begged and prayed so long that the <i>King</i> was forced to +let him go. Now, you must know the <i>King</i> had no other +horse to give <i>Boots</i> but an old broken-down jade, for his +six other sons and their train had carried off all his +horses; but <i>Boots</i> did not care a pin for that, he sprang +up on his sorry old steed.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_119' name='page_119'></a>119</span></div> +<p>“Farewell, +father,” said he; +“I’ll come back, +never fear, and +like enough I shall +bring my six +brothers back with +me;” and with +that he rode off.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_37' id='linki_37'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs17.png'> +<img src='images/gs17.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='280' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>So, when he +had ridden a while, +he came to a +<i>Raven</i>, which lay +in the road and +flapped its wings, and was not able to get out of the way, +it was so starved.</p> +<p>“Oh, dear friend,” said the <i>Raven</i>, “give me a little +food, and I’ll help you again at your utmost need.”</p> +<p>“I haven’t much food,” said the <i>Prince</i>, “and I don’t +see how you’ll ever be able to help me much; but still I +can spare you a little. I see you want it.”</p> +<p>So he gave the raven some of the food he had brought +with him.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_120' name='page_120'></a>120</span></div> +<p>Now, when he had gone a bit further, he came to a +brook, and in the brook lay a great <i>Salmon</i>, which had +got upon a dry place and dashed itself about, and could +not get into the water again.</p> +<p>“Oh, dear friend,” said the <i>Salmon</i> to the <i>Prince</i>; +“shove me out into the water again, and I’ll help you +again at your utmost need.”</p> +<p>“Well!” said the <i>Prince</i>, “the help you’ll give me will +not be great, I daresay, but it’s a pity you should lie there +and choke;” and with that he shot the fish out into the +stream again.</p> +<p>After that he went a long, long way, and there met +him a <i>Wolf</i> which was so famished that it lay and +crawled along the road on its belly.</p> +<p>“Dear friend, do let me have your horse,” said the +<i>Wolf</i>; “I’m so hungry the wind whistles through my ribs; +I’ve had nothing to eat these two years.”</p> +<p>“No,” said <i>Boots</i>, “this will never do; first I came to +a raven, and I was forced to give him my food; next I +came to a salmon, and him I had to help into the water +again; and now you will have my horse. It can’t be +done, that it can’t, for then I should have nothing to +ride on.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_121' name='page_121'></a>121</span></div> +<p>“Nay, dear friend, but you can help me,” said <i>Graylegs</i> +the wolf; “you can ride upon my back, and I’ll help you +again in your utmost need.”</p> +<p>“Well! the help I shall get from you will not be great, +I’ll be bound,” said the <i>Prince</i>; “but you may take my +horse, since you are in such need.”</p> +<p>So when the <i>Wolf</i> had eaten the horse, <i>Boots</i> took the +bit and put it into the <i>Wolf’s</i> jaw, and laid the saddle on +his back; and now the <i>Wolf</i> was so strong, after what he +had got inside, that he set off with the <i>Prince</i> like nothing. +So fast he had never ridden before.</p> +<p>“When we have gone a bit farther,” said <i>Graylegs</i>, +“I’ll show you the <i>Giant’s</i> house.”</p> +<p>So after a while they came to it.</p> +<p>“See, here is the <i>Giant’s</i> house,” said the <i>Wolf</i>; “and +see, here are your six brothers, whom the <i>Giant</i> has +turned into stone; and see, here are their six brides, and +away yonder is the door, and in that door you must go.”</p> +<p>“Nay, but I daren’t go in,” said the <i>Prince</i>; “he’ll +take my life.”</p> +<p>“No! no!” said the <i>Wolf</i>; “when you get in you’ll +find a <i>Princess</i>, and she’ll tell you what to do to make an +end of the <i>Giant</i>. Only mind and do as she bids you.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_122' name='page_122'></a>122</span></div> +<p>Well! <i>Boots</i> went in, but, truth to say, he was very +much afraid. When he came in the <i>Giant</i> was away, +but in one of the rooms sat the <i>Princess</i>, just as the <i>Wolf</i> +had said, and so lovely a princess <i>Boots</i> had never yet +set eyes on.</p> +<p>“Oh! heaven help you! whence have you come?” said +the <i>Princess</i>, as she saw him; “it will surely be your death. +No one can make an end of the <i>Giant</i> who lives here, +for he has no heart in his body.”</p> +<p>“Well! well!” said <i>Boots</i>; “but now that I am here, I +may as well try what I can do with him; and I will see +if I can’t free my brothers, who are standing turned to +stone out of doors; and you, too, I will try to save, that +I will.”</p> +<p>“Well, if you must, you must,” said the <i>Princess</i>; +“and so let us see if we can’t hit on a plan. Just +creep under the bed yonder, and mind and listen to +what he and I talk about. But, pray, do lie as still as a +mouse.”</p> +<p>So he crept under the bed, and he had scarce got well +underneath it, before the <i>Giant</i> came.</p> +<p>“Ha!” roared the <i>Giant</i>, “what a smell of Christian +blood there is in the house!”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_123' name='page_123'></a>123</span></div> +<p>“Yes, I know there is,” said the <i>Princess</i>, “for there +came a magpie flying with a man’s bone, and let it fall +down the chimney. I made all the haste I could to get +it out, but all one can do, the smell doesn’t go off so +soon.”</p> +<p>So the <i>Giant</i> said no more about it, and when night +came, they went to bed. After they had lain a while, +the <i>Princess</i> said:</p> +<p>“There is one thing I’d be so glad to ask you about, +if I only dared.”</p> +<p>“What thing is that?” asked the <i>Giant</i>.</p> +<p>“Only where it is you keep your heart, since you don’t +carry it about you,” said the <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<p>“Ah! that’s a thing you’ve no business to ask about; +but if you must know, it lies under the door-sill,” said the +<i>Giant</i>.</p> +<p>“Ho! ho!” said <i>Boots</i> to himself under the bed, “then +we’ll soon see if we can’t find it.”</p> +<p>Next morning the <i>Giant</i> got up cruelly early, and +strode off to the wood; but he was hardly out of the house +before <i>Boots</i> and the <i>Princess</i> set to work to look under +the door-sill for his heart; but the more they dug, and the +more they hunted, the more they couldn’t find it.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_124' name='page_124'></a>124</span></div> +<p>“He has baulked us this time,” said the <i>Princess</i>, “but +we’ll try him once more.”</p> +<p>So she picked all the prettiest flowers she could find, +and strewed them over the door-sill, which they had laid +in its right place again; and when the time came for the +<i>Giant</i> to come home again, <i>Boots</i> crept under the bed. +Just as he was well under, back came the <i>Giant</i>.</p> +<p>Snuff—snuff, went the <i>Giant’s</i> nose. “My eyes and +limbs, what a smell of Christian blood there is in here,” +said he.</p> +<p>“I know there is,” said the <i>Princess</i>, “for there came +a magpie flying with a man’s bone in his bill, and let it +fall down the chimney. I made as much haste as I could +to get it out, but I daresay it’s that you smell.”</p> +<p>So the <i>Giant</i> held his peace, and said no more about it. +A little while after, he asked who it was that had strewed +flowers about the door-sill.</p> +<p>“Oh, I, of course,” said the <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<p>“And, pray, what’s the meaning of all this?” said the +<i>Giant</i>.</p> +<p>“Ah!” said the <i>Princess</i>, “I’m so fond of you that I +couldn’t help strewing them, when I knew that your heart +lay under there.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_125' name='page_125'></a>125</span></div> +<p>“You don’t say so,” said the <i>Giant</i>; “but after all it +doesn’t lie there at all.”</p> +<p>So when they went to bed again in the evening, the +<i>Princess</i> asked the <i>Giant</i> again where his heart was, for she +said she would so like to know.</p> +<p>“Well,” said the <i>Giant</i>, “if you must know, it lies +away yonder in the cupboard against the wall.”</p> +<p>“So, so!” thought <i>Boots</i> and the <i>Princess</i>; “then we’ll +soon try to find it.”</p> +<p>Next morning the <i>Giant</i> was away early, and strode off +to the wood, and so soon as he was gone <i>Boots</i> and the +<i>Princess</i> were in the cupboard hunting for his heart, but the +more they sought for it, the less they found it.</p> +<p>“Well,” said the <i>Princess</i>, “we’ll just try him once +more.”</p> +<p>So she decked out the cupboard with flowers and garlands, +and when the time came for the <i>Giant</i> to come +home, <i>Boots</i> crept under the bed again.</p> +<p>Then back came the <a name='TC_7'></a><ins class="trchange" title="Added italics"><i>Giant</i></ins>.</p> +<p>Snuff—snuff! “My eyes and limbs, what a smell of +Christian blood there is in here!”</p> +<p>“I know there is,” said the <i>Princess</i>; “for a little while +since there came a magpie flying with a man’s bone in his +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_126' name='page_126'></a>126</span> +bill, and let it fall down the chimney. I made all the +haste I could to get it out of the house again; but after +all my pains, I daresay it’s that you smell.”</p> +<p>When the <i>Giant</i> heard that, he said no more about it; +but a little while after, he saw how the cupboard was all +decked about with flowers and garlands; so he asked who +it was that had done that? Who could it be but the <i>Princess</i>?</p> +<p>“And, pray, what’s the meaning of all this tomfoolery?” +asked the <i>Giant</i>.</p> +<p>“Oh, I’m so fond of you, I couldn’t help doing it +when I knew that your heart lay there,” said the <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<p>“How can you be so silly as to believe any such thing?” +said the <i>Giant</i>.</p> +<p>“Oh yes; how can I help believing it, when you say +it?” said the <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<p>“You’re a goose,” said the <i>Giant</i>; “where my heart +is, you will never come.”</p> +<p>“Well,” said the <i>Princess</i>; “but for all that, ’twould +be such a pleasure to know where it really lies.”</p> +<p>Then the poor <i>Giant</i> could hold out no longer, but +was forced to say:</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_38' id='linki_38'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col16.jpg'> +<img src='images/col16.jpg' alt='' title='' width='291' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>“On that island stands a church; in that church is a well; in that well swims a duck.”</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>“Far, far away in a lake lies an island; on that island +stands a church; in that church is a well; in that well +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_127' name='page_127'></a>127</span> +swims a duck; in that duck there is an egg, and in that +egg there lies my heart,—you darling!”</p> +<p>In the morning early, while it was still grey dawn, the +<i>Giant</i> strode off to the wood.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_39' id='linki_39'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col17.jpg'> +<img src='images/col17.jpg' alt='' title='' width='290' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>He took a long, long farewell of the Princess, and when he got out of the Giant’s door, there stood the Wolf waiting for him.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>“Yes! now I must set off too,” said <i>Boots</i>; “if I only +knew how to find the way.” He took a long, long farewell +of the <i>Princess</i>, and when he got out of the <i>Giant’s</i> +door, there stood the <i>Wolf</i> waiting for him. So <i>Boots</i> +told him all that had happened inside the house, and said +now he wished to ride to the well in the church, if he +only knew the way. So the <i>Wolf</i> bade him jump on his +back, he’d soon find the way; and away they went, till +the wind whistled after them, over hedge and field, over +hill and dale. After they had travelled many, many days, +they came at last to the lake. Then the <i>Prince</i> did not +know how to get over it, but the <i>Wolf</i> bade him only +not be afraid, but stick on, and so he jumped into the +lake with the <i>Prince</i> on his back, and swam over to the +island. So they came to the church; but the church +keys hung high, high up on the top of the tower, and +at first the <i>Prince</i> did not know how to get them +down.</p> +<p>“You must call on the raven,” said the <i>Wolf</i>.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_128' name='page_128'></a>128</span></div> +<p>So the <i>Prince</i> called on the raven, and in a trice the +raven came, and flew up and fetched the keys, and so the +<i>Prince</i> got into the church. But when he came to the +well, there lay the duck, and swam about backwards and +forwards, just as the <i>Giant</i> had said. So the <i>Prince</i> stood +and coaxed it, till it came to him, and he grasped it in +his hand; but just as he lifted it up from the water the +duck dropped the egg into the well, and then <i>Boots</i> was +beside himself to know how to get it out again.</p> +<p>“Well, now you must call on the salmon to be sure,” +said the <i>Wolf</i>; and the king’s son called on the salmon, +and the salmon came and fetched up the egg from the +bottom of the well.</p> +<p>Then the <i>Wolf</i> told him to squeeze the egg, and as +soon as ever he squeezed it the <i>Giant</i> screamed out.</p> +<p>“Squeeze it again,” said the <i>Wolf</i>; and when the +<i>Prince</i> did so, the <i>Giant</i> screamed still more piteously, +and begged and prayed so prettily to be spared, saying he +would do all that the <i>Prince</i> wished if he would only not +squeeze his heart in two.</p> +<p>“Tell him, if he will restore to life again your six +brothers and their brides, whom he has turned to stone, +you will spare his life,” said the <i>Wolf</i>. Yes, the <i>Giant</i> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_129' name='page_129'></a>129</span> +was ready to do that, and he turned the six brothers into +king’s sons again, and their brides into king’s daughters.</p> +<p>“Now, squeeze the egg in two,” said the <i>Wolf</i>. So +<i>Boots</i> squeezed the egg to pieces, and the <i>Giant</i> burst at +once.</p> +<p>Now, when he had made an end of the <i>Giant</i>, <i>Boots</i> +rode back again on the <i>Wolf</i> to the <i>Giant’s</i> house, and +there stood all his six brothers alive and merry, with their +brides. Then <i>Boots</i> went into the hill-side after his bride, +and so they all set off home again to their father’s house. +And you may fancy how glad the old king was when he +saw all his seven sons come back, each with his bride—“But +the loveliest bride of all is the bride of <i>Boots</i>, after +all,” said the king, “and he shall sit uppermost at the +table, with her by his side.”</p> +<p>So he sent out, and called a great wedding-feast, and +the mirth was both loud and long, and if they have not +done feasting, why, they are still at it.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_40' id='linki_40'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/gs18.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='163' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_131' name='page_131'></a>131</span> +<a name='THE_PRINCESS_ON_THE_GLASS_HILL' id='THE_PRINCESS_ON_THE_GLASS_HILL'></a> +<h2>THE PRINCESS ON THE GLASS HILL</h2> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> on a time there was a man who had a +meadow, which lay high up on the hill-side, +and in the meadow was a barn, which he had +built to keep his hay in. Now, I must tell you, there +hadn’t been much in the barn for the last year or two, for +every St. John’s night, when the grass stood greenest and +deepest, the meadow was eaten down to the very ground +the next morning, just as if a whole drove of sheep had +been there feeding on it over night. This happened once, +and it happened twice; so at last the man grew weary of +losing his crop of hay, and said to his sons—for he had +three of them, and the youngest was nicknamed <i>Boots</i>, of +course—that now one of them must go and sleep in the +barn in the outlying field when St. John’s night came, for +it was too good a joke that his grass should be eaten, root +and blade, this year, as it had been the last two years. So +whichever of them went must keep a sharp look-out; that +was what their father said.</p> +<p>Well, the eldest son was ready to go and watch the +meadow; trust him for looking after the grass! It shouldn’t +be his fault if man or beast, or the fiend himself, got a blade +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_132' name='page_132'></a>132</span> +of grass. So, when evening came, he set off to the barn, +and lay down to sleep; but a little on in the night came +such a clatter, and such an earthquake, that walls and roof +shook, and groaned, and creaked; then up jumped the lad, +and took to his heels as fast as ever he could; nor dared he +once look round till he reached home; and as for the hay, +why it was eaten up this year just as it had been twice before.</p> +<p>The next St. John’s night, the man said again, it would +never do to lose all the grass in the outlying field year after +year in this way, so one of his sons must just trudge off to +watch it, and watch it well too. Well, the next oldest son +was ready to try his luck, so he set off, and lay down to +sleep in the barn as his brother had done before him; but +as the night wore on, there came on a rumbling and quaking +of the earth, worse even than on the last St. John’s night, +and when the lad heard it, he got frightened, and took to +his heels as though he were running a race.</p> +<p>Next year the turn came to <i>Boots</i>; but when he made +ready to go, the other two began to laugh and to make +game of him, saying:</p> +<p>“You’re just the man to watch the hay, that you are; +you, who have done nothing all your life but sit in the +ashes and toast yourself by the fire.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_133' name='page_133'></a>133</span></div> +<p>But <i>Boots</i> did not care a pin for their chattering, and +stumped away as evening grew on, up the hill-side to the +outlying field. There he went inside the barn and lay +down; but in about an hour’s time the barn began to +groan and creak, so that it was dreadful to hear.</p> +<p>“Well,” said <i>Boots</i> to himself, “if it isn’t worse than +this, I can stand it well enough.”</p> +<p>A little while after came another creak and an earthquake, +so that the litter in the barn flew about the lad’s ears. +“Oh!” said <i>Boots</i> to himself, “if it isn’t worse than this, +I daresay I can stand it out.”</p> +<p>But just then came a third rumbling, and a third earthquake, +so that the lad thought walls and roof were coming +down on his head; but it passed off, and all was still as +death about him.</p> +<p>“It’ll come again, I’ll be bound,” thought <i>Boots</i>; but +no, it didn’t come again; still it was, and still it stayed; but +after he had lain a little while, he heard a noise as if a horse +were standing just outside the barn-door, and cropping the +grass. He stole to the door, and peeped through a chink, +and there stood a horse feeding away. So big, and fat, +and grand a horse, <i>Boots</i> had never set eyes on; by his side +on the grass lay a saddle and bridle, and a full set of armour +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_134' name='page_134'></a>134</span> +for a knight, all of brass, so bright that the light gleamed +from it.</p> +<p>“Ho, ho!” thought the lad; “it’s you, is it, that eats +up our hay? I’ll soon put a spoke in your wheel, just see +if I don’t.”</p> +<p>So he lost no time, but took the steel out of his tinder-box, +and threw it over the horse; then it had no power to +stir from the spot, and became so tame that the lad could +do what he liked with it. So he got on its back, and rode +off with it to a place which no one knew of, and there he +put up the horse. When he got home, his brothers +laughed and asked how he had fared?</p> +<p>“You didn’t lie long in the barn, even if you had the +heart to go so far as the field.”</p> +<p>“Well,” said <i>Boots</i>, “all I can say is, I lay in the barn +till the sun rose, and neither saw nor heard anything; I +can’t think what there was in the barn to make you both so +afraid.”</p> +<p>“A pretty story,” said his brothers; “but we’ll soon +see how you have watched the meadow;” so they set off; +but when they reached it, there stood the grass as deep and +thick as it had been over night.</p> +<p>Well, the next St. John’s eve it was the same story over +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_135' name='page_135'></a>135</span> +again; neither of the elder brothers dared to go out to the +outlying field to watch the crop; but <i>Boots</i>, he had the +heart to go, and everything happened just as it had happened +the year before. First a clatter and an earthquake, then a +greater clatter and another earthquake, and so on a third +time; only this year the earthquakes were far worse than +the year before. Then all at once everything was as +still as death, and the lad heard how something was cropping +the grass outside the barn-door, so he stole to the door, +and peeped through a chink; and what do you think he +saw? Why, another horse standing right up against the +wall, and chewing and champing with might and main. +It was far finer and fatter than that which came the year +before, and it had a saddle on its back, and a bridle on its +neck, and a full suit of mail for a knight lay by its side, +all of silver, and as grand as you would wish to see.</p> +<p>“Ho, ho!” said <i>Boots</i> to himself; “it’s you that +gobbles up our hay, is it? I’ll soon put a spoke in your +wheel;” and with that he took the steel out of his tinder-box, +and threw it over the horse’s crest, which stood as +still as a lamb. Well, the lad rode this horse, too, to the +hiding-place where he kept the other one, and after that +he went home.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_136' name='page_136'></a>136</span></div> +<p>“I suppose you’ll tell us,” said one of his brothers, +“there’s a fine crop this year too, up in the hayfield.”</p> +<p>“Well, so there is,” said <i>Boots</i>; and off ran the others +to see, and there stood the grass thick and deep, as it was +the year before; but they didn’t give <i>Boots</i> softer words for +all that.</p> +<p>Now, when the third St. John’s eve came, the two elder +brothers still hadn’t the heart to lie out in the barn and watch +the grass, for they had got so scared at heart the nights they +lay there before, that they couldn’t get over the fright; but +<i>Boots</i>, he dared to go; and, to make a very long story short, +the very same thing happened this time as had happened +twice before. Three earthquakes came, one after the +other, each worse than the one which went before, and +when the last came, the lad danced about with the shock +from one barn wall to the other; and after that, all at +once, it was still as death. Now when he had laid a little +while, he heard something tugging away at the grass +outside the barn, so he stole again to the door-chink, and +peeped out, and there stood a horse close outside—far, far +bigger and fatter than the two he had taken before.</p> +<p>“Ho, ho!” said the lad to himself, “it’s you, is it, +that comes here eating up our hay? I’ll soon stop that—I’ll +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_137' name='page_137'></a>137</span> +soon put a spoke in your wheel.” So he caught up +his steel and threw it over his horse’s neck, and in a trice +it stood as if it were nailed to the ground, and <i>Boots</i> +could do as he pleased with it. Then he rode off with +it to the hiding-place where he kept the other two, and +then went home. When he got home, his two brothers +made game of him as they had done before, saying, they +could see he had watched the grass well, for he looked +for all the world as if he were walking in his sleep, and +many other spiteful things they said, but <i>Boots</i> gave no +heed to them, only asking them to go and see for themselves; +and when they went, there stood the grass as fine +and deep this time as it had been twice before.</p> +<p>Now, you must know that the king of the country +where <i>Boots</i> lived had a daughter, whom he would only +give to the man who could ride up over the hill of glass, +for there was a high, high hill, all of glass, as smooth and +slippery as ice, close by the <i>King’s</i> palace. Upon the +tip top of the hill the <i>King’s</i> daughter was to sit, with +three golden apples in her lap, and the man who could +ride up and carry off the three golden apples, was to +have half the kingdom, and the <i>Princess</i> to wife. This +the <i>King</i> had stuck up on all the church-doors in his +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_138' name='page_138'></a>138</span> +realm, and had +given it out in +many other kingdoms +besides. +Now, this <i>Princess</i> +was so lovely that +all who set eyes on +her fell over head +and ears in love +with her whether +they would or no. +So I needn’t tell +you how all the +princes and +knights who heard of her were eager to win her to wife, +and half the kingdom beside; and how they came riding +from all parts of the world on high prancing horses, and +clad in the grandest clothes, for there wasn’t one of them +who hadn’t made up his mind that he, and he alone, was +to win the <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_41' id='linki_41'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs19.png'> +<img src='images/gs19.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='276' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>So when the day of trial came, which the king had +fixed, there was such a crowd of princes and knights under +the <i>Glass Hill</i>, that it made one’s head whirl to look at +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_139' name='page_139'></a>139</span> +them, and everyone in the country who could even crawl +along was off to the hill, for they were all eager to see +the man who was to win the <i>Princess</i>. So the two elder +brothers set off with the rest; but as for <i>Boots</i>, they said +outright he shouldn’t go with them, for if they were seen +with such a dirty changeling, all begrimed with smut from +cleaning their shoes and sifting cinders in the dust-hole, +they said folk would make game of them.</p> +<p>“Very well,” said <i>Boots</i>, “it’s all one to me. I can go +alone, and stand or fall by myself.”</p> +<p>Now when the two brothers came to the <i>Hill of Glass</i>, +the knights and princes were all hard at it, riding their +horses till they were all in a foam; but it was no good, by +my troth; for as soon as ever the horses set foot on the hill, +down they slipped, and there wasn’t one who could get +a yard or two up; and no wonder, for the hill was as +smooth as a sheet of glass, and as steep as a house-wall. +But all were eager to have the <i>Princess</i> and half the kingdom. +So they rode and slipped, and slipped and rode, +and still it was the same story over again. At last all +their horses were so weary that they could scarce lift a +leg, and in such a sweat that the lather dripped from them, +and so the knights had to give up trying any more. So the +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_140' name='page_140'></a>140</span> +king was just thinking that he would proclaim a new trial +for the next day, to see if they would have better luck, +when all at once a knight came riding up on so brave a +steed, that no one had ever seen the like of it in his born +days, and the knight had mail of brass, and the horse a brass +bit in his mouth, so bright that the sunbeams shone from it. +Then all the others called out to him he might just as well +spare himself the trouble of riding at the Hill, for it would +lead to no good; but he gave no heed to them, and put his +horse at the hill, and went up it like nothing for a good +way, about a third of the height; and when he had got so +far, he turned his horse round and rode down again. So +lovely a knight the <i>Princess</i> thought she had never yet seen; +and while he was riding, she sat and thought to herself:</p> +<p>“Would to heaven he might only come up and down +the other side.”</p> +<p>And when she saw him turning back, she threw down +one of the golden apples after him, and it rolled down into +his shoe. But when he got to the bottom of the hill, he +rode off so fast that no one could tell what had become of +him. That evening all the knights and princes were to go +before the king, that he who had ridden so far up the hill +might show the apple which the <i>Princess</i> had thrown, but +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_141' name='page_141'></a>141</span> +there was no one who had anything to show. One after +the other they all came, but not a man of them could show +the apple.</p> +<p>At even the brothers of <i>Boots</i> came home too, and had +such a long story to tell about the riding up the hill.</p> +<p>“First of all,” they said, “there was not one of the +whole lot who could get so much as a stride up; but at last +came one who had a suit of brass mail, and a brass bridle +and saddle, all so bright that the sun shone from them a mile +off. He was a chap to ride, just! He rode a third of the +way up the <i>Hill of Glass</i>, and he could easily have ridden +the whole way up, if he chose; but he turned round and +rode down, thinking, maybe, that was enough for once.”</p> +<p>“Oh! I should so like to have seen him, that I should,” +said <i>Boots</i>, who sat by the fireside, and stuck his feet into +the cinders, as was his wont.</p> +<p>“Oh!” said his brothers, “you would, would you? +You look fit to keep company with such high lords, nasty +beast that you are, sitting there amongst the ashes.”</p> +<p>Next day the brothers were all for setting off again, and +<i>Boots</i> begged them this time, too, to let him go with them +and see the riding; but no, they wouldn’t have him at any +price, he was too ugly and nasty, they said.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_142' name='page_142'></a>142</span></div> +<p>“Well, well!” said <i>Boots</i>; “if I go at all, I must go by +myself. I’m not afraid.”</p> +<p>So when the brothers got to the <i>Hill of Glass</i>, all the +princes and knights began to ride again, and you may fancy +they had taken care to shoe their horses sharp; but it was +no good—they rode and slipped, and slipped and rode, just +as they had done the day before, and there was not one who +could get so far as a yard up the hill. And when they had +worn out their horses, so that they could not stir a leg, they +were all forced to give it up as a bad job. So the king +thought he might as well proclaim that the riding should +take place the day after for the last time, just to give them +one chance more; but all at once it came across his mind +that he might as well wait a little longer, to see if the knight +in brass mail would come this day too. Well, they saw +nothing of him; but all at once came one riding on a steed, +far, far braver and finer than that on which the knight in +brass had ridden, and he had silver mail, and a silver saddle +and bridle, all so bright that the sunbeams gleamed and +glanced from them far away. Then the others shouted +out to him again, saying, he might as well hold hard, and +not try to ride up the hill, for all his trouble would be +thrown away; but the knight paid no heed to them, and +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_143' name='page_143'></a>143</span> +rode straight at the hill, and right up it, till he had gone +two-thirds of the way, and then he wheeled his horse +round and rode down again. To tell the truth, the +<i>Princess</i> liked him still better than the knight in brass, and +she sat and wished he might only be able to come right +up to the top, and down the other side; but when she +saw him turning back, she threw the second apple after +him, and it rolled down and fell into his shoe. But, as +soon as ever he had come down from the <i>Hill of Glass</i>, he +rode off so fast that no one could see what became of him.</p> +<p>At even, when all were to go in before the king and +the <i>Princess</i>, that he who had the golden apple might show +it, in they went, one after the other, but there was no one +who had any apple to show, and the two brothers, as they +had done on the former day, went home and told how +things had gone, and how all had ridden at the hill, and +none got up.</p> +<p>“But, last of all,” they said, “came one in a silver +suit, and his horse had a silver saddle and a silver bridle. +He was just a chap to ride; and he got two-thirds up the +hill, and then turned back. He was a fine fellow, and no +mistake; and the <i>Princess</i> threw the second gold apple to +him.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_144' name='page_144'></a>144</span></div> +<p>“Oh!” said <i>Boots</i>, “I should so like to have seen him +too, that I should.”</p> +<p>“A pretty story,” they said. “Perhaps you think +his coat of mail was as bright as the ashes you are always +poking about, and sifting, you nasty dirty beast.”</p> +<p>The third day everything happened as it had happened +the two days before. <i>Boots</i> begged to go and see the +sight, but the two wouldn’t hear of his going with them. +When they got to the hill there was no one who could +get so much as a yard up it; and now all waited for the +knight in silver mail, but they neither saw nor heard of +him. At last came one riding on a steed, so brave that +no one had ever seen his match; and the knight had a +suit of golden mail, and a golden saddle and bridle, so +wondrous bright that the sunbeams gleamed from them +a mile off. The other knights and princes could not +find time to call out to him not to try his luck, for they +were amazed to see how grand he was. So he rode +right at the hill, and tore up it like nothing, so that the +<i>Princess</i> hadn’t even time to wish that he might get up +the whole way. As soon as ever he reached the top, he +took the third golden apple from the <i>Princess’</i> lap, and +then turned his horse and rode down again. As soon as +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_145' name='page_145'></a>145</span> +he got down, he rode off at full speed, and was out of +sight in no time.</p> +<p>Now, when the brothers got home at even, you may +fancy what long stories they told, how the riding had +gone off that day; and amongst other things, they had +a deal to say about the knight in golden mail.</p> +<p>“He just was a chap to ride!” they said; “so grand a +knight isn’t to be found in the wide world.”</p> +<p>“Oh!” said <i>Boots</i>, “I should so like to have seen him, +that I should.”</p> +<p>“Ah!” said his brothers, “his mail shone a deal +brighter than the glowing coals which you are always +poking and digging at; nasty dirty beast that you +are.”</p> +<p>Next day all the knights and princes were to pass before +the king and the <i>Princess</i>—it was too late to do so +the night before, I suppose—that he who had the gold +apple might bring it forth; but one came after another, +first the <i>Princes</i>, and then the knights, and still no one could +show the gold apple.</p> +<p>“Well,” said the king, “some one must have it, for +it was something we all saw with our own eyes, how a +man came and rode up and bore it off.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_146' name='page_146'></a>146</span></div> +<p>So he commanded that every man who was in the +kingdom should come up to the palace and see if they +could show the apple. Well, they all came one after +another, but no one had the golden apple, and after a long +time the two brothers of <i>Boots</i> came. They were the last +of all, so the king asked them if there was no one else in +the kingdom who hadn’t come.</p> +<p>“Oh, yes,” said they; “we have a brother, but he +never carried off the golden apple. He hasn’t stirred out +of the dusthole on any of the three days.”</p> +<p>“Never mind that,” said the king; “he may as well +come up to the palace like the rest.”</p> +<p>So <i>Boots</i> had to go up to the palace.</p> +<p>“How now,” said the king; “have you got the golden +apple? Speak out!”</p> +<p>“Yes, I have,” said <i>Boots</i>; “here is the first, and +here is the second, and here is the third too;” and with +that he pulled all three golden apples out of his pocket, and +at the same time threw off his sooty rags, and stood before +them in his gleaming golden mail.</p> +<p>“Yes!” said the king; “you shall have my daughter, +and half my kingdom, for you well deserve both her +and it.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_147' name='page_147'></a>147</span></div> +<p>So they got ready for the wedding, and <i>Boots</i> got the +<i>Princess</i> to wife, and there was great merry-making at the +bridal-feast, you may fancy, for they could all be merry +though they couldn’t ride up the <i>Hill of Glass</i>; and all I +can say is, if they haven’t left off their merry-making yet, +why, they’re still at it.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_42' id='linki_42'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/dec08.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='487' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_149' name='page_149'></a>149</span> +<a name='THE_WIDOWS_SON' id='THE_WIDOWS_SON'></a> +<h2>THE WIDOW’S SON</h2> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> on a time there was a poor, poor <i>Widow</i>, +who had an only <i>Son</i>. She dragged on with the +boy till he had been confirmed, and then she +said she couldn’t feed him any longer, he must just go out +and earn his own bread. So the lad wandered out into +the world, and when he had walked a day or so, a strange +man met him.</p> +<p>“Whither away?” asked the man.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_43' id='linki_43'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col18.jpg'> +<img src='images/col18.jpg' alt='' title='' width='290' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>When he had walked a day or so, a strange man met him. “Whither away?” asked the man.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>“Oh, I’m going out into the world to try and get a +place,” said the lad.</p> +<p>“Will you come and serve me?” said the man.</p> +<p>“Oh, yes; just as soon you as any one else,” said +the lad.</p> +<p>“Well, you’ll have a good place with me,” said the +man; “for you’ll only have to keep me company, and do +nothing at all else beside.”</p> +<p>So the lad stopped with him, and lived on the fat +of the land, both in meat and drink, and had little or +nothing to do; but he never saw a living soul in that +man’s house.</p> +<p>So one day the man said:</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_150' name='page_150'></a>150</span></div> +<p>“Now, I’m going off for eight days, and that time +you’ll have to spend here all alone; but you must not go +into any one of these four rooms here. If you do, I’ll +take your life when I come back.”</p> +<p>“No,” said the lad, he’d be sure not to do that. But +when the man had been gone three or four days, the lad +couldn’t bear it any longer, but went into the first room, +and when he got inside he looked round, but he saw +nothing but a shelf over the door where a bramble-bush +rod lay.</p> +<p>Well, indeed! thought the lad; a pretty thing to +forbid my seeing this.</p> +<p>So when the eight days were out, the man came home, +and the first thing he said was:</p> +<p>“You haven’t been into any of these rooms, of +course.”</p> +<p>“No, no; that I haven’t,” said the lad.</p> +<p>“I’ll soon see that,” said the man, and went at once +into the room where the lad had been.</p> +<p>“Nay, but you have been in here,” said he; “and +now you shall lose your life.”</p> +<p>Then the lad begged and prayed so hard that he got +off with his life, but the man gave him a good thrashing. +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_151' name='page_151'></a>151</span> +And when it was over, they were as good friends as ever.</p> +<p>Some time after the man set off again, and said he +should be away fourteen days; but before he went he +forbade the lad to go into any of the rooms he had not +been in before; as for that he had been in, he might go +into that, and welcome. Well, it was the same story +over again, except that the lad stood out eight days before +he went in. In this room, too, he saw nothing but a +shelf over the door, and a big stone, and a pitcher of +water on it. Well, after all, there’s not much to be +afraid of my seeing here, thought the lad.</p> +<p>But when the man came back, he asked if he had +been into any of the rooms. No, the lad hadn’t done +anything of the kind.</p> +<p>“Well, well; I’ll soon see that,” said the man; and +when he saw the lad had been in them after all, he said:</p> +<p>“Ah! now I’ll spare you no longer; now you must +lose your life.”</p> +<p>But the lad begged and prayed for himself again, +and so this time too he got off with stripes; though he +got as many as his skin would carry. But when he got +sound and well again, he led just as easy a life as ever, +and he and the man were just as good friends.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_152' name='page_152'></a>152</span></div> +<p>So a while after the man was to take another journey, +and now he said he should be away three weeks, and he +forbade the lad anew to go into the third room, for if +he went in there he might just make up his mind at once +to lose his life. Then after fourteen days the lad couldn’t +bear it, but crept into the room, but he saw nothing at +all in there but a trap door on the floor; and when he +lifted it up and looked down, there stood a great copper +cauldron which bubbled up and boiled away down there; +but he saw no fire under it.</p> +<p>“Well, I should just like to know if it’s hot,” thought +the lad, and struck his finger down into the broth, and +when he pulled it out again, lo! it was gilded all over. +So the lad scraped and scrubbed it, but the gilding +wouldn’t go off, so he bound a piece of rag round it; +and when the man came back, and asked what was the +matter with his finger, the lad said he’d given it such a +bad cut. But the man tore off the rag, and then he +soon saw what was the matter with the finger. First he +wanted to kill the lad outright, but when he wept, and +begged, he only gave him such a thrashing that he had +to keep his bed three days. After that the man took +down a pot from the wall, and rubbed him over with +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_153' name='page_153'></a>153</span> +some stuff out of it, and so the lad was as sound and +fresh as ever.</p> +<p>So after a while the man started off again, and this +time he was to be away a month. But before he went, +he said to the lad, if he went into the fourth room he +might give up all hope of saving his life.</p> +<p>Well, the lad stood out for two or three weeks, but +then he couldn’t hold out any longer; he must and +would go into that room, and so in he stole. There +stood a great black horse tied up in a stall by himself, +with a manger of red-hot coals at his head and a truss +of hay at his tail. Then the lad thought this all wrong, +so he changed them about, and put the hay at his head. +Then said the <i>Horse</i>:</p> +<p>“Since you are so good at heart as to let me have +some food, I’ll set you free, that I will. For if the +<i>Troll</i> comes back and finds you here, he’ll kill you outright. +But now you must go up to the room which +lies just over this, and take a coat of mail out of those +that hang there; and mind, whatever you do, don’t take +any of the bright ones, but the most rusty of all you +see, that’s the one to take; and sword and saddle you +must choose for yourself just in the same way.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_154' name='page_154'></a>154</span></div> +<p>So the lad did all that; but it was a heavy load for +him to carry them all down at once.</p> +<p>When he came back, the <i>Horse</i> told him to pull off +his clothes and get into the cauldron which stood and +boiled in the other room, and bathe himself there. “If +I do,” thought the lad, “I shall look an awful fright;” +but for all that, he did as he was told. So when he had +taken his bath, he became so handsome and sleek, and +as red and white as milk and blood, and much stronger +than he had been before.</p> +<p>“Do you feel any change?” asked the <i>Horse</i>.</p> +<p>“Yes,” said the lad.</p> +<p>“Try and lift me, then,” said the <i>Horse</i>.</p> +<p>Oh yes! he could do that, and as for the sword, he +brandished it like a feather.</p> +<p>“Now saddle me,” said the <i>Horse</i>, “and put on the +coat of mail, and then take the bramble-bush rod, and +the stone, and the pitcher of water, and the pot of +ointment, and then we’ll be off as fast as we can.”</p> +<p>So when the lad had got on the horse, off they went +at such a rate, he couldn’t at all tell how they went. But +when he had ridden awhile, the <i>Horse</i> said, “I think I +hear a noise; look round! can you see anything?”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_155' name='page_155'></a>155</span></div> +<p>“Yes; there are ever so many coming after us, at +least a score,” said the lad.</p> +<p>“Aye, aye, that’s the <i>Troll</i> coming,” said the <i>Horse</i>; +“now he’s after us with his pack.”</p> +<p>So they rode on a while, until those who followed +were close behind them.</p> +<p>“Now throw your bramble-bush rod behind you, +over your shoulder,” said the <i>Horse</i>; “but mind you +throw it a good way off my back.”</p> +<p>So the lad did that, and all at once a close, thick +bramblewood grew up behind them. So the lad rode on +a long, long time, while the <i>Troll</i> and his crew had to go +home to fetch something to hew their way through the +wood. But at last the <i>Horse</i> said <a name='TC_8'></a><ins class="trchange" title="Was 'again.'">again:</ins></p> +<p>“Look behind you! can you see anything now?”</p> +<p>“Yes, ever so many,” said the lad, “as many as would +fill a large church.”</p> +<p>“Aye, aye, that’s the <i>Troll</i> and his crew,” said the +<i>Horse</i>; “now he’s got more to back him; but now throw +down the stone, and mind you throw it far behind me.”</p> +<p>And as soon as the lad did what the <i>Horse</i> said, up +rose a great black hill of rock behind him. So the <i>Troll</i> +had to be off home to fetch something to mine his way +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_156' name='page_156'></a>156</span> +through the rock; and while the <i>Troll</i> did that, the lad +rode a good bit further on. But still the <i>Horse</i> begged +him to look behind him, and then he saw a troop like a +whole army behind him, and they glistened in the sunbeams.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_44' id='linki_44'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col19.jpg'> +<img src='images/col19.jpg' alt='' title='' width='290' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>But still the Horse begged him to look behind him.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>“Aye, aye,” said the <i>Horse</i>, “that’s the <i>Troll</i>, and +now he’s got his whole band with him, so throw the +pitcher of water behind you, but mind you don’t spill +any of it upon me.”</p> +<p>So the lad did that; but in spite of all the pains he +took, he still spilt one drop on the horse’s flank. So it +became a great deep lake; and because of that one drop, +the horse found himself far out in it, but still he swam +safe to land. But when the <i>Trolls</i> came to the lake, they +lay down to drink it dry; and so they swilled and swilled +till they burst.</p> +<p>“Now we’re rid of them,” said the <i>Horse</i>.</p> +<p>So when they had gone a long, long while, they came +to a green patch in a wood.</p> +<p>“Now, strip off all your arms,” said the <i>Horse</i>, “and +only put on your ragged clothes, and take the saddle off +me, and let me loose, and hang all my clothing and +your arms up inside that great hollow lime-tree yonder. +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_157' name='page_157'></a>157</span> +Then make yourself a wig of fir-moss, and go up to the +king’s palace, which lies close here, and ask for a place. +Whenever you need me, only come here and shake the +bridle, and I’ll come to you.”</p> +<p>Yes! the lad did all his <i>Horse</i> told him, and as soon +as ever he put on the wig of moss he became so ugly, and +pale, and miserable to look at, no one would have known +him again. Then he went up to the king’s palace and +begged first for leave to be in the kitchen, and bring in +wood and water for the cook, but then the kitchen-maid +asked him:</p> +<p>“Why do you wear that ugly wig? Off with it. +I won’t have such a fright in here.”</p> +<p>“No, I can’t do that,” said the lad; “for I’m not +quite right in my head.”</p> +<p>“Do you think then I’ll have you in here about the +food,” cried the cook. “Away with you to the coachman; +you’re best fit to go and clean the stable.”</p> +<p>But when the coachman begged him to take his wig +off, he got the same answer, and he wouldn’t have him +either.</p> +<p>“You’d best go down to the gardener,” said he; +“you’re best fit to go about and dig in the garden.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_158' name='page_158'></a>158</span></div> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_45' id='linki_45'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs20.png'> +<img src='images/gs20.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='278' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>So he got leave +to be with the gardener, +but none of +the other servants +would sleep with +him, and so he had +to sleep by himself +under the steps of +the summer-house. +It stood upon +beams, and had a +high staircase. +Under that he got +some turf for his +bed, and there he lay as well as he could.</p> +<p>So, when he had been some time at the palace, it +happened one morning, just as the sun rose, that the lad +had taken off his wig, and stood and washed himself, +and then he was so handsome, it was a joy to look at him.</p> +<p>So the <i>Princess</i> saw from her window the lovely +gardener’s boy, and thought she had never seen any one +so handsome. Then she asked the gardener why he lay +out there under the steps.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_159' name='page_159'></a>159</span></div> +<p>“Oh,” said the gardener, “none of his fellow-servants +will sleep with him; that’s why.”</p> +<p>“Let him come up to-night, and lie at the door +inside my bedroom, and then they’ll not refuse to sleep +with him any more,” said the <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<p>So the gardener told that to the lad.</p> +<p>“Do you think I’ll do any such thing?” said the +lad. “Why they’d say next there was something between +me and the <i>Princess</i>.”</p> +<p>“Yes,” said the gardener, “you’ve good reason to +fear any such thing, you who are so handsome.”</p> +<p>“Well, well,” said the lad, “since it’s her will, I +suppose I must go.”</p> +<p>So, when he was to go up the steps in the evening, +he tramped and stamped so on the way, that they had +to beg him to tread softly lest the <i>King</i> should come to +know it. So he came into the <i>Princess’</i> bedroom, lay +down, and began to snore at once. Then the <i>Princess</i> +said to her maid:</p> +<p>“Go gently, and just pull his wig off;” and she +went up to him.</p> +<p>But just as she was going to whisk it off, he caught +hold of it with both hands, and said she should never +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_160' name='page_160'></a>160</span> +have it. After that he lay down again, and began to +snore. Then the <i>Princess</i> gave her maid a wink, and +this time she whisked off the wig; and there lay the lad +so lovely, and white and red, just as the <i>Princess</i> had +seen him in the morning sun.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_46' id='linki_46'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col20.jpg'> +<img src='images/col20.jpg' alt='' title='' width='294' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>And this time she whisked off the wig; and there lay the lad, so lovely, and white and red, just as the Princess had seen him in the morning sun.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>After that the lad slept every night in the <i>Princess’</i> +bedroom.</p> +<p>But it wasn’t long before the <i>King</i> came to hear how +the gardener’s lad slept every night in the <i>Princess’</i> bedroom; +and he got so wroth he almost took the lad’s life. +He didn’t do that, however, but he threw him into the +prison tower; and as for his daughter, he shut her up +in her own room, whence she never got leave to stir day +or night. All that she begged, and all that she prayed, +for the lad and herself, was no good. The <i>King</i> was +only more wroth than ever.</p> +<p>Some time after came a war and uproar in the land, +and the <i>King</i> had to take up arms against another king +who wished to take the kingdom from him. So when +the lad heard that, he begged the gaoler to go to the +<i>King</i> and ask for a coat of mail and a sword, and for +leave to go to the war. All the rest laughed when the +gaoler told his errand, and begged the <i>King</i> to let him +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_161' name='page_161'></a>161</span> +have an old worn-out suit, that they might have the fun +of seeing such a wretch in battle. So he got that, and +an old broken-down hack besides, which went upon +three legs, and dragged the fourth after it.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_47' id='linki_47'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col21.jpg'> +<img src='images/col21.jpg' alt='' title='' width='294' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>The Lad in the Battle.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>Then they went out to meet the foe; but they hadn’t +got far from the palace before the lad got stuck fast in a bog +with his hack. There he sat and dug his spurs in, and +cried, “Gee up! gee up!” to his hack. And all the rest +had their fun out of this, and laughed, and made game of the +lad as they rode past him. But they were scarcely gone, +before he ran to the lime-tree, threw on his coat of mail, +and shook the bridle, and there came the <i>Horse</i> in a trice, +and said: “Do now your best, and I’ll do mine.”</p> +<p>But when the lad came up the battle had begun, +and the <i>King</i> was in a sad pinch; but no sooner had +the lad rushed into the thick of it than the foe was +beaten back, and put to flight. The <i>King</i> and his men +wondered and wondered who it could be who had come +to help them, but none of them got so near him as to +be able to talk to him, and as soon as the fight was +over he was gone. When they went back, there sat the +lad still in the bog, and dug his spurs into his three-legged +hack, and they all laughed again.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_162' name='page_162'></a>162</span></div> +<p>“No! only just look,” they said; “there the fool sits +still.”</p> +<p>The next day when they went out to battle, they +saw the lad sitting there still, so they laughed again, and +made game of him; but as soon as ever they had ridden +by, the lad ran again to the lime-tree, and all happened +as on the first day. Every one wondered what strange +champion it could be that had helped them, but no one +got so near him as to say a word to him; and no one +guessed it could be the lad; that’s easy to understand.</p> +<p>So when they went home at night, and saw the lad +still sitting there on his hack, they burst out laughing at +him again, and one of them shot an arrow at him and +hit him in the leg. So he began to shriek and to bewail; +’twas enough to break one’s heart; and so the <i>King</i> threw +his pocket-handkerchief to him to bind his wound.</p> +<p>When they went out to battle the third day, the lad +still sat there.</p> +<p>“Gee up! gee up!” he said to his hack.</p> +<p>“Nay, nay,” said the <i>King’s</i> men; “if he won’t stick +there till he’s starved to death.”</p> +<p>And then they rode on, and laughed at him till they +were fit to fall from their horses. When they were +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_163' name='page_163'></a>163</span> +gone, he ran again to the lime, and came up to the +battle just in the very nick of time. This day he slew +the enemy’s king, and then the war was over at once.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_48' id='linki_48'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs21.png'> +<img src='images/gs21.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='282' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>When the battle was over, the <i>King</i> caught sight of +his handkerchief, which the strange warrior had bound +round his leg, and so it wasn’t hard to find him out. +So they took him with great joy between them to the +palace, and the <i>Princess</i>, who saw him from her window, +got so glad, no one can believe it.</p> +<p>“Here comes my own true love,” she said.</p> +<p>Then he took the pot of ointment and rubbed himself +on the leg, and after that he rubbed all the wounded, +and so they all got well again in a moment.</p> +<p>So he got the <i>Princess</i> to wife; but when he went +down into the stable where his horse was on the day +the wedding was to be, there it stood so dull and heavy, +and hung its ears down, and wouldn’t eat its corn. So +when the young <i>King</i>—for he was now a king, and +had got half the kingdom—spoke to him, and asked +what ailed him, the <i>Horse</i> said:</p> +<p>“Now I have helped you on, and now I won’t live +any longer. So just take the sword, and cut my head +off.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_164' name='page_164'></a>164</span></div> +<p>“No, I’ll do nothing of the kind,” said the young +<i>King</i>; “but you shall have all you want, and rest all +your life.”</p> +<p>“Well,” said the <i>Horse</i>, “if you don’t do as I tell +you, see if I don’t take your life somehow.”</p> +<p>So the <i>King</i> had to do what he asked; but when he +swung the sword and was to cut his head off, he was so +sorry he turned away his face, for he would not see the +stroke fall. But as soon as ever he had cut off the +head, there stood +the loveliest <i>Prince</i> +on the spot where +the horse had +stood.</p> +<p>“Why, where +in all the world +did you come +from?” asked the +<i>King</i>.</p> +<p>“It was I who +was a horse,” said +the <i>Prince</i>; “for +I was king of that +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_165' name='page_165'></a>165</span> +land whose king you slew yesterday. He it was who +threw this <i>Troll’s</i> shape over me, and sold me to the +<i>Troll</i>. But now he is slain I get my own again, and you +and I will be neighbour kings, but war we will never +make on one another.”</p> +<p>And they didn’t either; for they were friends as +long as they lived, and each paid the other very many +visits.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_49' id='linki_49'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/dec09.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='441' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_167' name='page_167'></a>167</span> +<a name='THE_THREE_BILLYGOATS_GRUFF' id='THE_THREE_BILLYGOATS_GRUFF'></a> +<h2>THE THREE BILLY-GOATS GRUFF</h2> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> on a time there were three <i>Billy-goats</i>, who +were to go up to the hill-side to make themselves +fat, and the name of all three was “<i>Gruff</i>.”</p> +<p>On the way up was a bridge over a burn they had to +cross; and under the bridge lived a great ugly <i>Troll</i>, with +eyes as big as saucers, and a nose as long as a poker.</p> +<p>So first of all came the youngest billy-goat <i>Gruff</i> to +cross the bridge.</p> +<p>“Trip, trap! +trip, trap!” went +the bridge.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_50' id='linki_50'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs22.png'> +<img src='images/gs22.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='277' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>“Who’s that +tripping over my +bridge?” roared +the <i>Troll</i>.</p> +<p>“Oh! it is +only I, the tiniest +billy-goat <i>Gruff</i>; +and I’m going up +to the hill-side to +make myself fat,” +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_168' name='page_168'></a>168</span> +said the billy-goat, with such a small voice.</p> +<p>“Now, I’m coming to gobble you up,” said the +<i>Troll</i>.</p> +<p>“Oh, no! pray don’t take me. I’m too little, that I +am,” said the billy-goat; “wait a bit till the second billy-goat +<i>Gruff</i> comes, he’s much bigger.”</p> +<p>“Well! be off with you,” said the <i>Troll</i>.</p> +<p>A little while after came the second billy-goat <i>Gruff</i> +to cross the bridge.</p> +<p>“<span class='smcap'>Trip, trap! trip, trap! trip, trap!</span>” went the bridge.</p> +<p>“WHO’S THAT tripping over my bridge?” roared +the <i>Troll</i>.</p> +<p>“Oh! It’s the second billy-goat <i>Gruff</i>, and I’m going +up to the hill-side to make myself fat,” said the billy-goat, +who hadn’t such a small voice.</p> +<p>“Now, I’m coming to gobble you up,” said the <i>Troll</i>.</p> +<p>“Oh, no! don’t take me, wait a little till the big billy-goat +<i>Gruff</i> comes, he’s much bigger.”</p> +<p>“Very well! be off with you,” said the <i>Troll</i>.</p> +<p>But just then up came the big billy-goat <i>Gruff</i>.</p> +<p>“TRIP, TRAP! TRIP, TRAP! TRIP, TRAP!” +went the bridge, for the billy-goat was so heavy that the +bridge creaked and groaned under him.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_169' name='page_169'></a>169</span></div> +<p>“WHO’S THAT tramping over my bridge?” roared +the <i>Troll</i>.</p> +<p>“IT’S I! THE BIG BILLY-GOAT GRUFF,” said +the billy-goat, who had an ugly hoarse voice of his own.</p> +<p>“Now, I’m coming to gobble you up,” roared the +<i>Troll</i>.</p> +<table summary=''><tr><td> +<p class='cg'>“Well, come along! I’ve got two spears,<br /> +And I’ll poke your eyeballs out at your ears;<br /> +I’ve got besides two curling-stones,<br /> +And I’ll crush you to bits, body and bones.”</p> +</td></tr></table> +<p>That was what the big billy-goat said; and so he flew +at the <i>Troll</i> and poked his eyes out with his horns, and +crushed him to bits, body and bones, and tossed him out +into the burn, and after that he went up to the hill-side. +There the billy-goats got so fat they were scarce able to +walk home again; and if the fat hasn’t fallen off them, +why they’re still fat; and so:</p> +<table summary=''><tr><td> +<p class='cg'>Snip, snap, snout,<br /> +This tale’s told out.</p> +</td></tr></table> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_51' id='linki_51'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/dec10.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='150' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_171' name='page_171'></a>171</span> +<a name='THE_THREE_PRINCESSES_IN_THE_BLUE_MOUNTAIN' id='THE_THREE_PRINCESSES_IN_THE_BLUE_MOUNTAIN'></a> +<h2>THE THREE PRINCESSES IN THE BLUE MOUNTAIN</h2> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_t.png' alt='T' title='' width='75' height='74' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>T</span>here</span> were once upon a time a <i>King</i> and <i>Queen</i> +who had no children, and they took it so much +to heart that they hardly ever had a happy +moment. One day the <i>King</i> stood in the portico and +looked out over the big meadows and all that was his. +But he felt he could have no enjoyment out of it all, since +he did not know what would become of it after his time. +As he stood there pondering, an old beggar woman came +up to him and asked him for a trifle in heaven’s name. +She greeted him and curtsied, and asked what ailed the +<i>King</i>, since he looked so sad.</p> +<p>“You can’t do anything to help me, my good woman,” +said the <i>King</i>; “it’s no use telling you.”</p> +<p>“I am not so sure about that,” said the beggar +woman. “Very little is wanted when luck is in the +way. The <i>King</i> is thinking that he has no heir to his +crown and kingdom, but he need not mourn on that +account,” she said. “The <i>Queen</i> shall have three +daughters, but great care must be taken that they do not +come out under the open heavens before they are all +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_172' name='page_172'></a>172</span> +fifteen years old; otherwise a snowdrift will come and +carry them away.”</p> +<p>When the time came the <i>Queen</i> had a beautiful baby +girl; the year after she had another, and the third year +she also had a girl.</p> +<p>The <i>King</i> and <i>Queen</i> were glad beyond all measure; +but although the <i>King</i> was very happy, he did not forget +to set a watch at the Palace door, so that the <i>Princesses</i> +should not get out.</p> +<p>As they grew up they became both fair and beautiful, +and all went well with them in every way. Their only +sorrow was that they were not allowed to go out and play +like other children. For all they begged and prayed +their parents, and for all they besought the sentinel, it +was of no avail; go out they must not before they were +fifteen years old, all of them.</p> +<p>So one day, not long before the fifteenth birthday of +the youngest <i>Princess</i>, the <i>King</i> and the <i>Queen</i> were out +driving, and the <i>Princesses</i> were standing at the window +and looking out. The sun was shining, and everything +looked so green and beautiful that they felt that they +must go out, happen what might. So they begged and +entreated and urged the sentinel, all three of them, that +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_173' name='page_173'></a>173</span> +he should let them down into the garden. “He could +see for himself how warm and pleasant it was; no snowy +weather could come on such a day.” Well, he didn’t +think it looked much like it either, and if they must go +they had better go, the soldier said; but it must only be +for a minute, and he himself would go with them and +look after them.</p> +<p>When they got down into the garden they ran up and +down, and filled their laps with flowers and green leaves, +the prettiest they could find. At last they could manage +no more, but just as they were going indoors they caught +sight of a large rose at the other end of the garden. It was +many times prettier than any they had gathered, so they +must have that also. But just as they bent down to take +the rose a big dense snowdrift came and carried them away.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_52' id='linki_52'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col22.jpg'> +<img src='images/col22.jpg' alt='' title='' width='292' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>Just as they bent down to take the rose a big dense snow-drift came and carried them away.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>There was great mourning over the whole country, +and the <i>King</i> made known from all the churches that any +one who could save the <i>Princesses</i> should have half the +kingdom and his golden crown and whichever princess +he liked to choose.</p> +<p>You can well understand there were plenty who wanted +to gain half the kingdom, and a princess into the bargain; +so there were people of both high and low degree who +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_174' name='page_174'></a>174</span> +set out for all parts of the country. But there was no +one who could find the <i>Princesses</i>, or even get any tidings +of them.</p> +<p>When all the grand and rich people in the country +had had their turn, a captain and a lieutenant came to the +Palace, and wanted to try their luck. The <i>King</i> fitted +them out both with silver and gold, and wished them +success on their journey.</p> +<p>Then came a soldier, who lived with his mother in a +little cottage some way from the Palace. He had dreamt +one night that he also was trying to find the <i>Princesses</i>. +When the morning came he still remembered what he had +dreamt, and told his mother about it.</p> +<p>“Some witchery must have got hold of you,” said the +woman, “but you must dream the same thing three nights +running, else there is nothing in it.” And the next two +nights the same thing happened; he had the same dream, +and he felt he must go. So he washed himself and put +on his uniform, and went into the kitchen at the Palace. +It was the day after the captain and the lieutenant had +set out.</p> +<p>“You had better go home again,” said the <i>King</i>, “the +<i>Princesses</i> are beyond your reach, I should say; and +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_175' name='page_175'></a>175</span> +besides, I have spent so much money on outfits that I +have nothing left to-day. You had better come back +another time.”</p> +<p>“If I go, I must go to-day,” said the soldier. “Money +I do not want; I only need a drop in my flask and some +food in my wallet,” he said; “but it must be a good +walletful—as much meat and bacon as I can carry.”</p> +<p>Yes, that he might have if that was all he wanted.</p> +<p>So he set off, and he had not gone many miles before +he overtook the captain and the lieutenant.</p> +<p>“Where are you going?” asked the captain, when he +saw the man in uniform.</p> +<p>“I’m going to try if I can find the <i>Princesses</i>,” +answered the soldier.</p> +<p>“So are we,” said the captain, “and since your +errand is the same, you may keep company with us, for +if we don’t find them, you are not likely to find them +either, my lad,” said he.</p> +<p>When they had gone awhile the soldier left the high +road, and took a path into the forest.</p> +<p>“Where are you going?” said the captain; “it is best +to follow the high road.”</p> +<p>“That may be,” said the soldier, “but this is my way.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_176' name='page_176'></a>176</span></div> +<p>He kept to the path, and when the others saw this they +turned round and followed him. Away they went further +and further, far across big moors and along narrow valleys.</p> +<p>And at last it became lighter, and when they had got +out of the forest altogether they came to a long bridge, +which they had to cross. But on that bridge a bear +stood on guard. He rose on his hind legs and came +towards them, as if he wanted to eat them.</p> +<p>“What shall we do now?” said the captain.</p> +<p>“They say that the bear is fond of meat,” said the +soldier, and then he threw a fore quarter to him, and so +they got past. But when they reached the other end of +the bridge, they saw a lion, which came roaring towards +them with open jaws as if he wanted to swallow them.</p> +<p>“I think we had better turn right-about, we shall +never be able to get past him alive,” said the captain.</p> +<p>“Oh, I don’t think he is so very dangerous,” said the +soldier; “I have heard that lions are very fond of bacon, +and I have half a pig in my wallet;” and then he threw +a ham to the lion, who began eating and gnawing, and +thus they got past him also.</p> +<p>In the evening they came to a fine big house. Each +room was more gorgeous than the other; all was glitter +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_177' name='page_177'></a>177</span> +and splendour wherever they looked; but that did not +satisfy their hunger. The captain and the lieutenant +went round rattling their money, and wanted to buy some +food; but they saw no people nor could they find a +crumb of anything in the house, so the soldier offered +them some food from his wallet, which they were not too +proud to accept, nor did they want any pressing. They +helped themselves of what he had as if they had never +tasted food before.</p> +<p>The next day the captain said they would have to go +out shooting and try to get something to live upon. +Close to the house was a large forest where there were +plenty of hares and birds. The lieutenant was to remain +at home and cook the remainder of the food in the +soldier’s wallet. In the meantime the captain and the +soldier shot so much game that they were hardly able to +carry it home. When they came to the door they found +the lieutenant in such a terrible plight that he was scarcely +able to open the door to them.</p> +<p>“What is the matter with you?” said the captain. +The lieutenant then told them that as soon as they were +gone a tiny, little man, with a long beard, who went on +crutches, came in and asked so plaintively for a penny; but +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_178' name='page_178'></a>178</span> +no sooner had he got it than he let it fall on the floor, +and for all he raked and scraped with his crutch he was +not able to get hold of it, so stiff and stark was he.</p> +<p>“I pitied the poor, old body,” said the lieutenant, +“and so I bent down to pick up the penny, but then he +was neither stiff nor stark any longer. He began to +belabour me with his crutches till very soon I was unable +to move a limb.”</p> +<p>“You ought to be ashamed of yourself! you, one of +the king’s officers, to let an old cripple give you a thrashing, +and then tell people of it into the bargain!” said the +captain. “Pshaw! to-morrow I’ll stop at home, and then +you’ll hear another story.”</p> +<p>The next day the lieutenant and the soldier went out +shooting and the captain remained at home to do the +cooking and look after the house. But if he fared no +worse, he certainly fared no better than the lieutenant. +In a little while the old man came in and asked for a +penny. He let it fall as soon as he got it; gone it was +and could not be found. So he asked the captain to help +him to find it, and the captain, without giving a thought, +bent down to look for it. But no sooner was he on his +knees than the cripple began belabouring him with his +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_179' name='page_179'></a>179</span> +crutches, and every time the captain tried to rise, he got +a blow which sent him reeling. When the others came +home in the evening, he still lay on the same spot and +could neither see nor speak.</p> +<p>The third day the soldier was to remain at home, +while the other two went out shooting. The captain +said he must take care of himself, “for the old fellow will +soon put an end to you, my lad,” said he.</p> +<p>“Oh, there can’t be much life in one if such an old +crook can take it,” said the soldier.</p> +<p>They were no sooner outside the door, than the old +man came in and asked for a penny again.</p> +<p>“Money I have never owned,” said the soldier, “but +food I’ll give you, as soon as it is ready,” said he, “but +if we are to get it cooked, you must go and cut the +wood.”</p> +<p>“That I can’t,” said the old man.</p> +<p>“If you can’t, you must learn,” said the soldier. +“I will soon show you. Come along with me down to the +wood-shed.” There he dragged out a heavy log and cut +a cleft in it, and drove in a wedge till the cleft deepened.</p> +<p>“Now you must lie down and look right along the cleft, +and you’ll soon learn how to cut wood,” said the soldier. +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_180' name='page_180'></a>180</span> +“In the meantime I’ll show you how to use the axe.”</p> +<p>The old man was not sufficiently cunning, and did as +he was told; he lay down and looked steadily along the +log. When the soldier saw the old man’s beard had got +well into the cleft, he struck out the wedge; the cleft +closed and the old man was caught by the beard. The +soldier began to beat him with the axe handle, and then +swung the axe round his head, and vowed that he would +split his skull if he did not tell him, there and then, where +the <i>Princesses</i> were.</p> +<p>“Spare my life, spare my life, and I’ll tell you!” said +the old man. “To the east of the house there is a big +mound; on top of the mound you must dig out a square +piece of turf, and then you will see a big stone slab. +Under that there is a deep hole through which you must +let yourself down, and you’ll then come to another world +where you will find the <i>Princesses</i>. But the way is long +and dark and it goes both through fire and water.”</p> +<p>When the soldier got to know this, he released the +old man, who was not long in making off.</p> +<p>When the captain and lieutenant came home they +were surprised to find the soldier alive. He told them +what had happened from first to last, where the <i>Princesses</i> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_181' name='page_181'></a>181</span> +were and how they should find them. They became as +pleased as if they had already found them, and when they +had had some food, they took with them a basket and as +much rope as they could find, and all three set off to the +mound. There they first dug out the turf just as the old +man had told them, and underneath they found a big stone +slab, which it took all their strength to turn over. They +then began to measure how deep it was; they joined on +ropes both two and three times, but they were no nearer +the bottom the last time than the first. At last they had +to join all the ropes they had, both the coarse and fine, +and then they found it reached the bottom.</p> +<p>The captain was, of course, the first who wanted +to descend; “But when I tug at the rope you must +make haste to drag me up again,” he said. He found +the way both dark and unpleasant, but he thought he +would go on as long as it became no worse. But all at +once he felt ice cold water spouting about his ears; he +became frightened to death and began tugging at the rope.</p> +<p>The lieutenant was the next to try, but it fared no +better with him. No sooner had he got through the +flood of water than he saw a blazing fire yawning beneath +him, which so frightened him that he also turned back.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_182' name='page_182'></a>182</span></div> +<p>The soldier then got into the bucket, and down he +went through fire and water, right on till he came to the +bottom, where it was so pitch dark that he could not see +his hand before him. He dared not let go the basket, +but went round in a circle, feeling and fumbling about +him. At last he discovered a gleam of light far, far +away like the dawn of day, and he went on in that +direction.</p> +<p>When he had gone a bit it began to grow light around +him, and before long he saw a golden sun rising in the +sky and everything around him became as bright and +beautiful as if in a fairy world.</p> +<p>First he came to some cattle, which were so fat that +their hides glistened a long way off, and when he had got +past them he came to a fine, big palace. He walked +through many rooms without meeting anybody. At last +he heard the hum of a spinning wheel, and when he +entered the room he found the eldest <i>Princess</i> sitting +there spinning copper yarn; the room and everything in +it was of brightly polished copper.</p> +<p>“Oh, dear; oh, dear! what are Christian people doing +here?” said the <i>Princess</i>. “Heaven preserve you! what +do you want?”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_183' name='page_183'></a>183</span></div> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_53' id='linki_53'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs23.png'> +<img src='images/gs23.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='278' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>“I want to +set you free and +get you out of the +mountain,” said +the soldier.</p> +<p>“Pray do not +stay. If the troll +comes home he +will put an end to +you at once; he +has three heads,” +said she.</p> +<p>“I do not care +if he has four,” +said the soldier. “I am here, and here I shall remain.”</p> +<p>“Well, if you will be so headstrong, I must see if I +can help you,” said the <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<p>She then told him to creep behind the big brewing +vat which stood in the front hall; meanwhile she would +receive the troll and scratch his heads till he went to sleep.</p> +<p>“And when I go out and call the hens you must +make haste and come in,” she said. “But you must first +try if you can swing the sword which is lying on the +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_184' name='page_184'></a>184</span> +table.” No, it was too heavy, he could not even move +it. He had then to take a strengthening draught from +the horn, which hung behind the door; after that he +was just able to stir it, so he took another draught, +and then he could lift it. At last he took a right, +big draught, and he could swing the sword as easily as +anything.</p> +<p>All at once the troll came home; he walked so +heavily that the palace shook.</p> +<p>“Ugh, ugh! I smell Christian flesh and blood in +my house,” said he.</p> +<p>“Yes,” answered the <i>Princess</i>, “a raven flew past here +just now, and in his beak he had a human bone, which +he dropped down the chimney; I threw it out and swept +and cleaned up after it, but I suppose it still smells.”</p> +<p>“So it does,” said the troll.</p> +<p>“But come and lie down and I’ll scratch your heads,” +said the <i>Princess</i>; “the smell will be gone by the time +you wake.”</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_54' id='linki_54'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col23.jpg'> +<img src='images/col23.jpg' alt='' title='' width='290' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>The Troll was quite willing, and before long he fell asleep and began snoring.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>The troll was quite willing, and before long he fell +asleep and began snoring. When she saw he was sleeping +soundly, she placed some stools and cushions under +his heads and went to call the hens. The soldier then +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_185' name='page_185'></a>185</span> +stole into the room with the sword, and with one blow +cut all the three heads off the troll.</p> +<p>The <i>Princess</i> was as pleased as a fiddler, and went +with the soldier to her sisters, so that he could also set +them free. First of all they went across a courtyard and +then through many long rooms till they came to a big +door.</p> +<p>“Here you must enter: here she is,” said the <i>Princess</i>. +When he opened the door he found himself in a large +hall, where everything was of pure silver; there sat the +second sister at a silver spinning-wheel.</p> +<p>“Oh, dear; oh, dear!” she said. “What do you +want here?”</p> +<p>“I want to set you free from the troll,” said the +soldier.</p> +<p>“Pray do not stay, but go,” said the <i>Princess</i>. “If +he finds you here he will take your life on the spot.”</p> +<p>“That would be awkward—that is if I don’t take his +first,” said the soldier.</p> +<p>“Well, since you will stay,” she said, “you will have +to creep behind the big brewing-vat in the front hall. But +you must make haste and come as soon as you hear me +calling the hens.”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_186' name='page_186'></a>186</span></div> +<p>First of all he had to try if he was able to swing the +troll’s sword, which lay on the table; it was much larger +and heavier than the first one; he was hardly able to move +it. He then took three draughts from the horn and he +could then lift it, and when he had taken three more he +could handle it as if it were a rolling pin.</p> +<p>Shortly afterwards he heard a heavy, rumbling noise +that was quite terrible, and directly afterwards a troll with +six heads came in.</p> +<p>“Ugh, ugh!” he said as soon as he got his noses +inside the door. “I smell Christian blood and bone in +my house.”</p> +<p>“Yes, just think! A raven came flying past here with +a thigh-bone, which he dropped down the chimney,” said +the <i>Princess</i>. “I threw it out, but the raven brought it +back again. At last I got rid of it and made haste to +clean the room, but I suppose the smell is not quite gone,” +she said.</p> +<p>“No, I can smell it well,” said the troll; but he was +tired and put his heads in the <i>Princess’s</i> lap, and she went +on scratching them till they all fell a-snoring. Then she +called the hens, and the soldier came and cut off all the +six heads as if they were set on cabbage stalks.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_187' name='page_187'></a>187</span></div> +<p>She was no less glad than her elder sister, as you may +imagine, and danced and sang; but in the midst of their +joy they remembered their youngest sister. They went +with the soldier across a large courtyard, and, after walking +through many, many rooms, he came to the hall of gold +where the third sister was.</p> +<p>She sat at a golden spinning-wheel spinning gold yarn, +and the room from ceiling to floor glistened and glittered +till it hurt one’s eyes.</p> +<p>“Heaven preserve both you and me, what do you +want here?” said the <i>Princess</i>. “Go, go, else the troll +will kill us both.”</p> +<p>“Just as well two as one,” answered the soldier. The +<i>Princess</i> cried and wept; but it was all of no use, he must +and would remain. Since there was no help for it he +would have to try if he could use the troll’s sword on +the table in the front hall. But he was only just able to +move it; it was still larger and heavier than the other two +swords.</p> +<p>He then had to take the horn down from the wall +and take three draughts from it, but was only just able to +stir the sword. When he had taken three more draughts +he could lift it, and when he had taken another three he +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_188' name='page_188'></a>188</span> +swung it as easily +as if it had been a +feather.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_55' id='linki_55'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs24.png'> +<img src='images/gs24.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='280' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p>The <i>Princess</i> +then settled with +the soldier to do +the same as her +sisters had done. +As soon as the troll +was well asleep she +would call the +hens, and he must +then make haste +and come in and +put an end to the troll.</p> +<p>All of a sudden they heard such a thundering, rambling +noise, as if the walls and roof were tumbling in.</p> +<p>“Ugh! Ugh! I smell Christian blood and bone in +my house,” said the troll, sniffing with all his nine noses.</p> +<p>“Yes, you never saw the like! Just now a raven flew +past here and dropped a human bone down the chimney. +I threw it out, but the raven brought it back, and this +went on for some time,” said the <i>Princess</i>; but she got it +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_189' name='page_189'></a>189</span> +buried at last, she said, and she had both swept and +cleaned the place, but she supposed it still smelt.</p> +<p>“Yes, I can smell it well,” said the troll.</p> +<p>“Come here and lie down in my lap and I will +scratch your heads,” said the <i>Princess</i>. “The smell will +be all gone when you awake.”</p> +<p>He did so, and when he was snoring at his best she +put stools and cushions under the heads so that she could +get away to call the hens. The soldier then came in in +his stockinged feet and struck at the troll, so that eight +of the heads fell off at one blow. But the sword was +too short and did not reach far enough; the ninth head +woke up and began to roar.</p> +<p>“Ugh! Ugh! I smell a Christian.”</p> +<p>“Yes, here he is,” answered the soldier, and before +the troll could get up and seize hold of him the soldier +struck him another blow and the last head rolled along +the floor.</p> +<p>You can well imagine how glad the <i>Princesses</i> became +now that they no longer had to sit and scratch the trolls’ +heads; they did not know how they could do enough for +him who had saved them. The youngest <i>Princess</i> took off +her gold ring and knotted it in his hair. They then took +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_190' name='page_190'></a>190</span> +with them as much gold and silver as they thought they +could carry and set off on their way home.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_56' id='linki_56'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col24.jpg'> +<img src='images/col24.jpg' alt='' title='' width='291' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>As soon as they tugged at the rope, the Captain and the Lieutenant pulled up the Princesses, the one after the other.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>As soon as they tugged at the rope the captain and the +lieutenant pulled up the <i>Princesses</i>, the one after the other. +But when they were safely up, the soldier thought it was +foolish of him not to have gone up before the <i>Princesses</i>, +for he had not very much belief in his comrades. He +thought he would first try them, so he put a heavy lump +of gold in the basket and got out of the way. When the +basket was half-way up they cut the rope and the lump +of gold fell to the bottom with such a crash that the pieces +flew about his ears.</p> +<p>“Now we are rid of him,” they said, and threatened +the <i>Princesses</i> with their life if they did not say that it was +they who had saved them from the trolls. They were +forced to agree to this, much against their will, and especially +the youngest <i>Princess</i>; but life was precious, and +so the two who were strongest had their way.</p> +<p>When the captain and lieutenant got home with the +<i>Princesses</i> you may be sure there were great rejoicings at +the palace. The <i>King</i> was so glad he didn’t know which +leg to stand on; he brought out his best wine from his +cupboard and wished the two officers welcome. If they +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_191' name='page_191'></a>191</span> +had never been honoured before they were honoured now +in full measure, and no mistake. They walked and strutted +about the whole of the day, as if they were the cocks of +the walk, since they were now going to have the <i>King</i> +for father-in-law. For it was understood they should +each have whichever of the <i>Princesses</i> they liked and half +the kingdom between them. They both wanted the +youngest <i>Princess</i>, but for all they prayed and threatened +her it was of no use; she would not hear or listen to +either.</p> +<p>They then asked the <i>King</i> if they might have twelve +men to watch over her; she was so sad and melancholy +since she had been in the mountain that they were afraid +she might do something to herself.</p> +<p>Yes, that they might have, and the <i>King</i> himself told +the watch they must look well after her and follow her +wherever she went and stood.</p> +<p>They then began to prepare for the wedding of the +two eldest sisters; it should be such a wedding as never +was heard or spoken of before, and there was no end to +the brewing and the baking and the slaughtering.</p> +<p>In the meantime the soldier walked and strolled about +down in the other world. He thought it was hard that +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_192' name='page_192'></a>192</span> +he should see neither people nor daylight any more; but +he would have to do something, he thought, and so for +many days he went about from room to room and opened +all the drawers and cupboards and searched about on the +shelves and looked at all the fine things that were there. +At last he came to a drawer in a table, in which there lay +a golden key; he tried this key to all the locks he could +find, but there was none it fitted till he came to a little +cupboard over the bed, and in that he found an old rusty +whistle. “I wonder if there is any sound in it,” he +thought, and put it to his mouth. No sooner had he +whistled than he heard a whizzing and a whirring from +all quarters, and such a large flock of birds swept down, +that they blackened all the field in which they settled.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_57' id='linki_57'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<a href='images/big_col25.jpg'> +<img src='images/col25.jpg' alt='' title='' width='293' height='400' /><br /> +</a> +<p class='caption'> +<i>No sooner had he whistled than he heard a whizzing and a whirring from all quarters, and such a large flock of birds swept down that they blackened all the field in which they settled.</i><br /> +</p> +</div> +<p>“What does our master want to-day?” they asked.</p> +<p>If he were their master, the soldier said, he would +like to know if they could tell him how to get up to the +earth again. No, none of them knew anything about +that; “But our mother has not yet arrived,” they said; +“if she can’t help you, no one can.”</p> +<p>So he whistled once more, and shortly heard something +flapping its wings far away, and then it began to blow so +hard that he was carried away between the houses like a +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_193' name='page_193'></a>193</span> +wisp of hay across the courtyard, and if he had not caught +hold of the fence he would no doubt have been blown +away altogether.</p> +<p>A big eagle—bigger than you can imagine—then +swooped down in front of him.</p> +<p>“You come rather sharply,” said the soldier.</p> +<p>“As you whistle so I come,” answered the eagle. So +he asked her if she knew any means by which he could +get away from the world in which they were.</p> +<p>“You can’t get away from here unless you can fly,” +said the eagle, “but if you will slaughter twelve oxen for +me, so that I can have a really good meal, I will try and +help you. Have you got a knife?”</p> +<p>“No, but I have a sword,” he said. When the eagle +had swallowed the twelve oxen she asked the soldier to kill +one more for victuals on the journey. “Every time I gape +you must be quick and fling a piece into my mouth,” she +said, “else I shall not be able to carry you up to earth.”</p> +<p>He did as she asked him and hung two large bags of +meat round her neck and seated himself among her feathers. +The eagle then began to flap her wings and off they went +through the air like the wind. It was as much as the soldier +could do to hold on, and it was with the greatest +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_194' name='page_194'></a>194</span> +difficulty he managed to throw the pieces of flesh into the +eagle’s mouth every time she opened it.</p> +<p>At last the day began to dawn, and the eagle was then +almost exhausted and began flapping with her wings, but +the soldier was prepared and seized the last hind quarter +and flung it to her. Then she gained strength and brought +him up to earth. When she had sat and rested a while at +the top of a large pine-tree she set off with him again at +such a pace that flashes of lightning were seen both by +sea and land wherever they went.</p> +<p>Close to the palace the soldier got off and the eagle +flew home again, but first she told him that if he at any +time should want her he need only blow the whistle and +she would be there at once.</p> +<p>In the meantime everything was ready at the palace, +and the time approached when the captain and lieutenant +were to be married with the two eldest <i>Princesses</i>, who, +however, were not much happier than their youngest +sister; scarcely a day passed without weeping and mourning, +and the nearer the wedding-day approached the more +sorrowful did they become.</p> +<p>At last the <i>King</i> asked what was the matter with +them; he thought it was very strange that they were not +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_195' name='page_195'></a>195</span> +merry and happy now that they were saved and had been +set free and were going to be married. They had to give +some answer, and so the eldest sister said they never would +be happy any more unless they could get such checkers as +they had played with in the blue mountain.</p> +<p>That, thought the <i>King</i>, could be easily managed, and +so he sent word to all the best and cleverest goldsmiths in +the country that they should make these checkers for the +<i>Princesses</i>. For all they tried there was no one who could +make them. At last all the goldsmiths had been to the +palace except one, and he was an old, infirm man who had +not done any work for many years except odd jobs, by +which he was just able to keep himself alive. To him the +soldier went and asked to be apprenticed. The old man +was so glad to get him, for he had not had an apprentice +for many a day, that he brought out a flask from his chest +and sat down to drink with the soldier. Before long the +drink got into his head, and when the soldier saw this he +persuaded him to go up to the palace and tell the <i>King</i> +that he would undertake to make the checkers for the +<i>Princesses</i>.</p> +<p>He was ready to do that on the spot; he had made +finer and grander things in his day, he said. When the +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_196' name='page_196'></a>196</span> +<i>King</i> heard there was some one outside who could make +the checkers he was not long in coming out.</p> +<p>“Is it true what you say, that you can make such +checkers as my daughters want?” he asked.</p> +<p>“Yes, it is no lie,” said the goldsmith; that he would +answer for.</p> +<p>“That’s well!” said the <i>King</i>. “Here is the gold +to make them with; but if you do not succeed you will +lose your life, since you have come and offered yourself, +and they must be finished in three days.”</p> +<p>The next morning when the goldsmith had slept off +the effects of the drink, he was not quite so confident +about the job. He wailed and wept and blew up his +apprentice, who had got him into such a scrape while he +was drunk. The best thing would be to make short +work of himself at once, he said, for there could be no +hope for his life; when the best and grandest goldsmiths +could not make such checkers, was it likely that he could +do it?</p> +<p>“Don’t fret on that account,” said the soldier, “but +let me have the gold and I’ll get the checkers ready in time; +but I must have a room to myself to work in,” he said. +This he got, and thanks into the bargain.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_197' name='page_197'></a>197</span></div> +<p>The time wore on, and the soldier did nothing but +lounge about, and the goldsmith began to grumble, because +he would not begin with the work.</p> +<p>“Don’t worry yourself about it,” said the soldier, +“there is plenty of time! If you are not satisfied with +what I have promised you had better make them yourself.” +The same thing went on both that day and the next; and +when the smith heard neither hammer nor file from the +soldier’s room the whole of the last day, he quite gave +himself up for lost; it was now no use to think any longer +about saving his life, he thought.</p> +<p>But when the night came on the soldier opened the +window and blew his whistle. The eagle then came and +asked what he wanted.</p> +<p>“Those gold checkers, which the <i>Princesses</i> had +in the blue mountain,” said the soldier; “but you’ll +want something to eat first, I suppose? I have two +ox carcases lying ready for you in the hay-loft yonder; +you had better finish them,” he said. When the eagle +had done she did not tarry, and long before the sun +rose she was back again with the checkers. The +soldier then put them under his bed and lay down to +sleep.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_198' name='page_198'></a>198</span></div> +<p>Early next morning the goldsmith came and knocked +at his door.</p> +<p>“What are you after now again?” asked the soldier. +“You rush about enough in the day, goodness knows! +If one cannot have peace when one is in bed, whoever +would be an apprentice here?” said he.</p> +<p>Neither praying nor begging helped that time; the +goldsmith must and would come in, and at last he was +let in.</p> +<p>And then, you may be sure, there was soon an end +to his wailing.</p> +<p>But still more glad than the goldsmith were the +<i>Princesses</i>, when he came up to the palace with the +checkers, and gladdest of all was the youngest <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<p>“Have you made them yourself?” she asked.</p> +<p>“No, if I must speak the truth, it is not I,” he said, +“but my apprentice, who has made them.”</p> +<p>“I should like to see that apprentice,” said the <i>Princess</i>. +In fact all three wanted to see him, and if he valued his +life, he would have to come.</p> +<p>He was not afraid, either of women-folk or grand-folk, +said the soldier, and if it could be any amusement to them +to look at his rags, they should soon have that pleasure.</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_199' name='page_199'></a>199</span></div> +<p>The youngest <i>Princess</i> recognised him at once; she +pushed the soldiers aside and ran up to him, gave him her +hand, and said:</p> +<p>“Good day, and many thanks for all you have done +for us. It is he who freed us from the trolls in the +mountain,” she said to the <i>King</i>. “He is the one I will +have!” and then she pulled off his cap and showed them +the ring she had tied in his hair.</p> +<p>It soon came out how the captain and lieutenant had +behaved, and so they had to pay the penalty of their +treachery with their lives, and that was the end of their +grandeur. But the soldier got the golden crown and +half the kingdom, and married the youngest <i>Princess</i>.</p> +<p>At the wedding they drank and feasted both well and +long; for feast they all could, even if they could not find +the <i>Princesses</i>, and if they have not yet done feasting and +drinking they must be at it still.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_58' id='linki_58'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/dec11.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='189' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_200' name='page_200'></a>200</span> +<a name='THE_CAT_ON_THE_DOVREFELL' id='THE_CAT_ON_THE_DOVREFELL'></a> +<h2>THE CAT ON THE DOVREFELL</h2> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_o.png' alt='O' title='' width='75' height='73' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>O</span>nce</span> on a time there was a man up in Finnmark +who had caught a great white bear, which he +was going to take to the King of Denmark. +Now, it so fell out, that he came to the <i>Dovrefell</i> just +about Christmas Eve, and there he turned into a cottage +where a man lived, whose name was Halvor, and asked +the man if he could get house-room there for his bear +and himself.</p> +<p>“Heaven never help me, if what I say isn’t true!” +said the man; “but we can’t give anyone house-room just +now, for every Christmas Eve such a pack of <i>Trolls</i> come +down upon us, that we are forced to flit, and haven’t so +much as a house over our own heads, to say nothing of +lending one to anyone else.”</p> +<p>“Oh?” said the man, “if that’s all, you can very well +lend me your house; my bear can lie under the stove +yonder, and I can sleep in the side-room.”</p> +<p>Well, he begged so hard, that at last he got leave to +stay there; so the people of the house flitted out, and before +they went, everything was got ready for the <i>Trolls</i>; +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_201' name='page_201'></a>201</span> +the tables were laid, and there was rice porridge, and fish +boiled in lye, and sausages, and all else that was good, +just as for any other grand feast.</p> +<p>So, when everything was ready, down came the <i>Trolls</i>. +Some were great, and some were small; some had long +tails, and some had no tails at all; some, too, had long, +long noses; and they ate and drank, and tasted everything. +Just then one of the little <i>Trolls</i> caught sight of the white +bear, who lay under the stove; so he took a piece of +sausage and stuck it on a fork, and went and poked it up +against the bear’s nose, screaming out:</p> +<p>“Pussy, will you have some sausage?”</p> +<p>Then the white bear rose up and growled, and +hunted the whole pack of them out of doors, both great +and small.</p> +<p>Next year Halvor was out in the wood, on the afternoon +of Christmas Eve, cutting wood before the holidays, +for he thought the <i>Trolls</i> would come again; and just as +he was hard at work, he heard a voice in the wood calling +out:</p> +<p>“Halvor! Halvor!”</p> +<p>“Well,” said Halvor, “here I am.”</p> +<p>“Have you got your big cat with you still?”</p> +<div><span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_202' name='page_202'></a>202</span></div> +<p>“Yes, that I have,” said Halvor; “she’s lying at +home under the stove, and what’s more, she has now got +seven kittens, far bigger and fiercer than she is herself.”</p> +<p>“Oh, then, we’ll never come to see you again,” bawled +out the <i>Troll</i> away in the wood, and he kept his word; +for since that time the <i>Trolls</i> have never eaten their +Christmas brose with Halvor on the <i>Dovrefell</i>.</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_59' id='linki_59'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/dec12.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='461' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='toprule' /> +<div class='chsp'> +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_203' name='page_203'></a>203</span> +<a name='ONES_OWN_CHILDREN_ARE_ALWAYS_PRETTIEST' id='ONES_OWN_CHILDREN_ARE_ALWAYS_PRETTIEST'></a> +<h2>ONE’S OWN CHILDREN ARE ALWAYS PRETTIEST</h2> +</div> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_60' id='linki_60'></a> +</div> +<div class='figright' style='width:250px'> +<a href='images/big_gs25.png'> +<img src='images/gs25.png' alt='' title='' width='250' height='278' /><br /> +</a> +</div> +<p><img class='dcap' src='images/drop_a.png' alt='A' title='' width='75' height='75' /><span class='smcap'><span class='dcap'>A</span> sportsman</span> went out once into a wood to +shoot, and he met a <i>Snipe</i>.</p> +<p>“Dear friend,” said the <i>Snipe</i>, “don’t shoot +my children!”</p> +<p>“How shall I know your children?” asked the <i>Sportsman</i>. +“What are they like?”</p> +<p>“Oh!” said +the <i>Snipe</i>, “mine +are the prettiest +children in all the +wood.”</p> +<p>“Very well,” +said the <i>Sportsman</i>, +“I’ll not shoot +them; don’t be +afraid.”</p> +<p>But for all +that, when he +came back, there +he had a whole +<span class='pagenum pncolor'><a id='page_204' name='page_204'></a>204</span> +string of young snipes in his hand which he had shot.</p> +<p>“Oh, oh!” said the <i>Snipe</i>, “why did you shoot my +children after all?”</p> +<p>“What! these your children!” said the <i>Sportsman</i>; +“why, I shot the ugliest I could find, that I did!”</p> +<p>“Woe is me!” said the <i>Snipe</i>; “don’t you know that +each one thinks his own children the prettiest in the +world?”</p> +<div class='figtag'> +<a name='linki_61' id='linki_61'></a> +</div> +<div class='figcenter'> +<img src='images/dec13.png' alt='' title='' width='500' height='440' /><br /> +</div> +<hr class='pb' /> +<div class='trnote'> +<p><b>Transcriber’s Notes:</b></p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'>Illustrations have been moved closer to their relevant paragraphs. +The page numbers in the List of Illustrations do not reflect the new +placement of the illustrations, but are as in the original.</p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'>Author’s archaic and variable spelling and hyphenation is preserved.</p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'>Author’s punctuation style is preserved.</p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'>Typographical problems have been changed and these are +<ins class="trchange" title="Was 'hgihligthed'">highlighted</ins>.</p> +<p style='margin-top:2em;'><b>Transcriber’s Changes:</b></p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'><a href='#page_4'>TOC</a>: Page number for "The Cat on the Dovrefell" was corrected from ’201’ to ’200’</p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'><a href='#page_4'>TOC</a>: Page number for "One’s Own Children are Always Prettiest" was corrected from ’205’ to ’203’</p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'><a href='#TC_1'>Page 25</a>: Was ’over over’ (the <i>Prince</i> made as if he drank, but threw it <b>over</b> his shoulder)</p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'><a href='#TC_2'>Page 38</a>: Added italics (But the <b><i>Troll</i></b>, as he lay in bed, swore it was all a lie.)</p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'><a href='#TC_3'>Page 43</a>: Added ’to’: Was ’it her’ (he pulled open his waistcoat and shirt to show <b>it to her</b>.)</p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'><a href='#TC_4'>Page 55</a>: Added italics (Some time after this, the <b><i>King</i></b> went away to the wars)</p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'><a href='#TC_5'>Page 59</a>: Standardised hyphenation from ’witchwoman’ (“Well, you needn’t be,” said the <b>witch-woman</b>. “All that can be set right in a twinkling)</p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'><a href='#TC_6'>Page 94</a>: Removed extra double-quote (“To Whiteland,” said the <i>King</i>; <b>and</b> then he told him all that had befallen him.)</p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'><a href='#TC_7'>Page 125</a>: Added italics (Then back came the <b><i>Giant</i></b>.)</p> +<p style='margin-left:1.0em'><a href='#TC_8'>Page 155</a>: Was ’again.’ (home to fetch something to hew their way through the wood. But at last the <i>Horse</i> said <b>again:</b>)</p> +</div> + +<!-- generated by ppg.rb version: 3.20 --> +<!-- timestamp: Fri Jan 15 21:51:10 +0700 2010 --> + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of East of the Sun and West of the Moon, by +Peter Christen Asbjørnsen and Jørgen Engebretsen Moe + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK EAST OF THE SUN *** + +***** This file should be named 30973-h.htm or 30973-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/3/0/9/7/30973/ + +Produced by Suzanne Shell, Dan Horwood and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This +file was produced from images generously made available +by The Internet Archive/American Libraries.) + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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