Chapter 47
Her mother was still more angry because she had not been told sooner, ran into her daughter's room where the crab sh.e.l.l was still lying, took it up and threw it into the fire. Then the poor Princess cried bitterly, but it was of no use; her husband did not come back.
Now we must leave the Princess and turn to the other persons in the story. One day an old man went to a stream to dip in a crust of bread which he was going to eat, when a dog came out of the water, s.n.a.t.c.hed the bread from his hand, and ran away. The old man ran after him, but the dog reached a door, pushed it open, and ran in, the old man following him. He did not overtake the dog, but found himself above a staircase, which he descended. Then he saw before him a stately palace, and entering, he found in a large hall a table set for twelve persons.
He hid himself in the hall behind a great picture, that he might see what would happen. At noon he heard a great noise, so that he trembled with fear. When he took courage to look out from behind the picture he saw twelve eagles flying in. At this sight his fear became still greater. The eagles flew to the basin of a fountain that was there and bathed themselves, when suddenly they were changed into twelve handsome youths. Now they seated themselves at the table, and one of them took up a goblet filled with wine and said, "A health to my father!" And another said, "A health to my mother!" and so the healths went round. Then one of them said:
"A health to my dearest lady, Long may she live and well!
But a curse on the cruel mother Who burned my golden sh.e.l.l!"
And so saying, he wept bitterly. Then the youths rose from the table, went back to the great stone fountain, turned themselves into eagles again and flew away.
Then the old man went away too, returned to the light of day and went home. Soon after he heard that the Princess was ill, and that the only thing that did her good was having stories told to her. He therefore went to the royal castle, obtained an audience of the Princess, and told her about the strange things he had seen in the underground palace. No sooner had he finished than the Princess asked him whether he could find the way to that palace.
"Yes, certainly," he answered.
And now she desired him to guide her thither at once. The old man did so, and when they came to the palace he hid her behind the great picture and advised her to keep quite still, and he placed himself behind the picture also. Presently the eagles came flying in and changed themselves into young men, and in a moment the Princess recognized her husband among them all and tried to come out of her hiding place; but the old man held her back. The youths seated themselves at the table; and now the Prince said again, while he took up the
"A health to my dearest lady, Long may she live and well!
But a curse on the cruel mother Who burned my golden sh.e.l.l!"
Then the Princess could restrain herself no longer, but ran forward and threw her arms around her husband. And immediately he knew her again and said:
"Do you remember how I told you that day that you would betray me? Now you see that I spoke the truth. But all that evil time is past. Now listen to me: I must still remain enchanted for three months. Will you stay here with me till that time is over?"
So the Princess stayed with him and said to the old man: "Go back to the castle and tell my parents that I am staying here."
Her parents were very much vexed when the old man came back and told them this, but as soon as the three months of the Prince's enchantment were over he ceased to be an eagle and became once more a man, and they returned home together. And then they lived happily, and we who hear the story are happier still.
_The Table, the a.s.s, and the Stick_
ONCE upon a time, a long time ago, there lived a Tailor and his three sons; but they only had one Goat, which, as it had to give milk enough for all, had to feed well every day. The sons had to lead it to pasture in turns, and one morning, when it was the turn of the eldest, he took it into the churchyard, where grew the richest gra.s.s, and let it eat its fill. In the evening, when it was time to return, he said:
"Goat, have you eaten well?"
And the Goat answered:
"'Tis said that enough is as good as a feast, And I've had enough for a wise little beast."
"Then we will go home," said the youth; and he led the Goat home by its halter, and tied it up in the stable for the night.
"Well," said the Tailor, "has the Goat eaten well?"
"It has eaten as much as it can," answered the boy.
But the father wanted to make sure; so he went into the stable and stroked the Goat, saying:
"Goat, have you eaten well?"
The wicked Goat replied:
"How can I have eaten well?
I wandered where the dead lie, But nothing found to feed upon."
"What do you say?" cried the Tailor, and running in to his son he cried, "Oh, you wicked boy! you told me the Goat had eaten well, and I find him s.h.i.+vering in the stable almost famished!" and, seizing his yard measure, he chased the boy out of the house in great wrath.
The next day it was the second son's turn, and he chose a place under the hedge in the garden where there grew some fine rich gra.s.s, which the Goat was not long in eating up completely. When the evening came, and it was time to go home, this lad, too, asked the Goat if it had had enough, and it answered as before:
"'Tis said that enough is as good as a feast, And I've had enough for a wise little beast."
"Then we will go home," said the boy, and he took it to the stable and tied it up. When he went into the house, the Tailor met him, and asked him:
"Has the Goat eaten well?"
"It has eaten as much as it can," answered his son.
But the Tailor would make sure for all that, and nothing would satisfy him but that he should go to the stable and ask the Goat for himself.
"How can I have eaten well?
I roamed all day along the hedge, And nothing found to feed upon,"
answered the Goat.
"You bad rascal, to starve such a splendid animal!" cried the Tailor, running back to the house and catching up his yard measure. Then with cuffs and blows he chased his second son out of the house.
The next day it was the third boy's turn, and he found a spot where there was some lovely young gra.s.s; and when it was time to go home, he asked the Goat the same question, and obtained the same answer:
"'Tis said that enough is as good as a feast, And I've had enough for a wise little beast."
So the lad led the Goat home, and he put it in the stable; and soon the Tailor came and asked if the Goat had had enough.
"Yes," replied the boy.
But the old man would go and make sure for all that.
"How can I have eaten well?
I sought all day among the leaves, And nothing found to feed upon,"
was the wicked Goat's answer.
"The scamp!" cried the Tailor in a fury; "he is as bad as the others, and out he shall go!" and he drove the poor boy out with the yard measure, dealing him fearful blows.
Now the Tailor was left alone to look after the Goat, and next day he went to it and said:
"Come, pretty creature, I will take you myself to pasture," and he took it to the lettuce bed, and there it fed all day. When night came he asked it, as the boys had done, if it had eaten well, and it said:
"'Tis said that enough is as good as a feast, And I've had enough for a wise little beast."