THEGOLDENBIRD
Acertainkinghadabeautifulgarden,andinthegardenstoodatreewhichbore
gyldne
goldenapples.Theseappleswerealwayscounted,andaboutthetimewhentheybegantogrowripeitwasfoundthateverynightoneofthemwasgone.
Thekingbecameveryangryatthis,andorderedthegardenertokeepwatchallnightunderthetree.
Thegardenersethiseldestsontowatch;
butabouttwelveo’clockhefellasleep,andinthemorninganotheroftheappleswasmissing.
Thenthesecondsonwasorderedtowatch;
andat
midnat
midnighthetoofellasleep,andinthemorninganotheræble
applewasgone.Thenthethirdsonofferedtokeepwatch;
butthegardeneratfirstwouldnotlethim,forfearsome
skade
harmshouldcometohim:however,atlastheconsented,andtheyoungmanlaidhimselfunderthetreetowatch.
Astheclock
slog
strucktwelveheheardarustlingnoiseintheair,andafugl
birdcameflyingthatwasofrent
puregold;andasitwassnappingatoneoftheappleswithitsbeak,thegardener’ssonjumpedupandshotanarrowatit.
Butthearrowdidthebirdnoharm;
onlyitdroppeda
gylden
goldenfeatherfromitstail,andthenflewaway.The
gyldne
goldenfeatherwasbroughttothekinginthemorning,andalltherådet
councilwascalledtogether.Everyoneagreedthatitwasworthmorethanallthewealthofthekingdom:
Thenthegardener’seldestsonsetoutandthoughttofindthe
gyldne
goldenbirdveryeasily;andwhenhehadgonebutalittleway,hecametoawood,andbythesideofthewoodhesawafoxsitting;
sohetookhis
bue
bowandmadereadytoshootatit.Thenthefoxsaid,‘Donotshootme,forIwillgiveyougoodcounsel;
Iknowwhatyourbusinessis,andthatyouwanttofindthe
gyldne
goldenbird.Youwillreachavillageintheevening;
andwhenyougetthere,youwillseetwoinns
overfor
oppositetoeachother,oneofwhichisverypleasantandbeautifultolookat:gonotinthere,butrestforthenightintheother,thoughitmay
synes
appeartoyoutobeverypoorandmean.’Butthesonthoughttohimself,‘Whatcansuchabeastasthisknowaboutthematter?’Soheshothisarrowatthefox;buthemissedit,anditsetupits
hale
tailaboveitsbackandranintothewood.Thenhewenthisway,andintheeveningcametothevillagewherethetwoinnswere;
andinoneofthesewerepeoplesinging,anddancing,andfeasting;
buttheotherlookedverydirty,andpoor.
‘Ishouldbeverysilly,’saidhe,‘ifIwenttothatshabbyhouse,andleftthis
charmerende
charmingplace’;sohewentintothesmarthouse,andateanddrankathisease,andforgotthebird,andhiscountrytoo.
Timepassedon;
andastheeldestsondidnotcomeback,andnotidingswereheardofhim,thesecondsonsetout,andthesamethinghappenedtohim.
Hemetthefox,whogavehimthegoodadvice:
butwhenhecametothetwoinns,hiseldestbrotherwasstandingatthewindowwherethemerrymakingwas,andcalledtohimtocomein;
andhecouldnotwithstandthetemptation,butwentin,andforgotthe
gyldne
goldenbirdandhiscountryinthesamemanner.Timepassedonagain,andtheyoungestsontoowishedtosetoutintothewideworldtoseekforthe
gyldne
goldenbird;buthisfatherwouldnotlistentoitforalongwhile,forhewasveryfondofhisson,andwasafraidthatsomeillluckmighthappentohimalso,andpreventhiscomingback.
However,atlastitwasagreedheshouldgo,forhewouldnotrestathome;
andashecametothewood,hemetthefox,andheardthesamegoodcounsel.
Buthewasthankfultothefox,anddidnot
forsøgte
attempthislifeashisbrothershaddone;sothefoxsaid,‘Situponmy
hale
tail,andyouwilltravelfaster.’Sohesatdown,andthefoxbegantorun,andawaytheywentoverstockandsten
stonesoquickthattheirhairwhistledinthewind.Whentheycametothevillage,thesonfollowedthefox’scounsel,andwithoutlookingabouthimwenttotheshabbyinnandrestedthereallnightathisease.
Inthemorningcamethefoxagainandmethimashewasbeginninghis
rejse
journey,andsaid,‘Gostraightforward,tillyoucometoaslot
castle,beforewhichlieawholetroopofsoldiersfastasleepandsnoring:takenonoticeofthem,butgointothecastleandpassonandontillyoucometoaroom,wherethe
gyldne
goldenbirdsitsinawoodencage;closebyitstandsabeautifulgoldencage;
butdonottrytotakethebirdoutoftheshabbycageandputitintothe
smukke
handsomeone,otherwiseyouwillrepentit.’Thenthefoxstretchedouthishale
tailagain,andtheyoungmansathimselfdown,andawaytheywentoverstockandsten
stonetilltheirhairwhistledinthewind.Beforethecastlegateallwasasthefoxhadsaid:
sothesonwentinandfoundthechamberwherethe
gyldne
goldenbirdhunginawoodencage,andbelowstoodthegyldne
goldencage,andthethreegyldne
goldenapplesthathadbeenlostwerelyingclosebyit.Thenthoughthetohimself,‘Itwillbeaverydrollthingtobringawaysuchafine
fugl
birdinthisshabbycage’;soheopenedthedoorandtookholdofitandputitintothe
gyldne
goldencage.Butthebirdsetupsucha
højt
loudscreamthatallthesoldiersawoke,andtheytookhimfange
prisonerandcarriedhimbeforetheking.Thenextmorningthecourtsattojudgehim;
andwhenallwasheard,it
dømte
sentencedhimtodie,unlessheshouldbringthekingthegyldne
goldenhorsewhichcouldrunasswiftlyasthewind;andifhedidthis,hewastohavethe
gyldne
goldenbirdgivenhimforhisown.Sohesetoutoncemoreonhis
rejse
journey,sighing,andingreatdespair,whenonapludselig
suddenhisfriendthefoxmethim,andsaid,‘Youseenowwhathashappenedonaccountofyournotlisteningtomycounsel.Iwillstill,however,tellyouhowtofindthe
gyldne
goldenhorse,ifyouwilldoasIbidyou.Youmustgostraightontillyoucometothecastlewherethehorsestandsinhisstall:
byhissidewillliethegroomfastasleepandsnoring:
takeawaythehorse
stille
quietly,butbesuretoputtheoldleathernsaddleuponhim,andnotthegyldne
goldenonethatisclosebyit.’Thenthesonsatdownonthefox’shale
tail,andawaytheywentoverstockandsten
stonetilltheirhairwhistledinthewind.Allwentright,andthegroomlaysnoringwithhishanduponthe
gyldne
goldensaddle.Butwhenthesonlookedatthehorse,hethoughtitagreat
skam
pitytoputtheleathernsaddleuponit.‘Iwillgivehimthegoodone,’saidhe;
‘Iamsurehe
fortjener
deservesit.’Ashetookupthegyldne
goldensaddlethegroomawokeandcriedoutsohøjt
loud,thatalltheguardsraninandtookhimfange
prisoner,andinthemorninghewasagainbroughtbeforethecourttobejudged,andwasdømt
sentencedtodie.Butitwasagreed,that,ifhecouldbringthitherthebeautifulprincess,heshouldlive,andhavethebirdandthehorsegivenhimforhisown.
Thenhewenthiswayverysorrowful;
buttheoldfoxcameandsaid,‘Whydidnotyoulistentome?
Ifyouhad,youwouldhavecarriedawayboththebirdandthehorse;
yetwillIoncemoregiveyoucounsel.
Gostraighton,andintheeveningyouwill
ankomme
arriveatacastle.Attwelveo’clockatnighttheprincessgoestothebathing-house:
gouptoherandgiveherakiss,andshewillletyouleadheraway;
buttakecareyoudonotsufferhertogoandtakeleaveofherfatherandmother.’Thenthefoxstretchedouthis
hale
tail,andsoawaytheywentoverstockandsten
stonetilltheirhairwhistledagain.Astheycametothecastle,allwasasthefoxhadsaid,andattwelveo’clocktheyoungmanmettheprincessgoingtothebathandgaveherthekiss,andsheagreedtorunawaywithhim,but
bad
beggedwithmanytearsthathewouldlethertakeleaveofherfather.Atfirsthe
nægtede
refused,butsheweptstillmoreandmore,andfellathisfeet,tillatlastheconsented;butthemomentshecametoherfather’shousetheguardsawokeandhewastaken
fange
prisoneragain.Thenhewasbroughtbeforetheking,andthekingsaid,‘Youshallneverhavemydaughterunlessineightdaysyou
graver
digawaythehillthatstopsthese
viewfrommywindow.’Nowthisbakke
hillwassobigthatthewholeworldcouldnottakeitaway:andwhenhehadworkedforsevendays,andhaddoneverylittle,thefoxcameandsaid.
‘Liedownandgotosleep;
Iwillworkforyou.’Andinthemorningheawokeandthehillwasgone;
sohewentmerrilytotheking,andtoldhimthatnowthatitwas
fjernet
removedhemustgivehimtheprincess.Thenthekingwasobligedtokeephisword,andawaywenttheyoungmanandtheprincess;
‘Ifyouwillonlylisten,’saidthefox,‘itcanbedone.
Whenyoucometotheking,andheasksforthebeautifulprincess,youmustsay,“Heresheis!”
Thenhewillbeveryjoyful;
andyouwillmountthe
gyldne
goldenhorsethattheyaretogiveyou,andputoutyourhandtotakeleaveofthem;butshakehandswiththeprincesslast.
Then
løft
liftherquicklyontothehorsebehindyou;Allwentright:
thenthefoxsaid,‘Whenyoucometothecastlewherethebirdis,Iwillstaywiththeprincessatthedoor,andyouwillrideinandspeaktotheking;
andwhenheseesthatitistherighthorse,hewillbringoutthebird;
butyoumustsitstill,andsaythatyouwanttolookatit,toseewhetheritisthetrue
gyldne
goldenbird;This,too,happenedasthefoxsaid;
theycarriedoffthebird,theprincessmountedagain,andtheyrodeontoagreatwood.
Thenthefoxcame,andsaid,‘Praykillme,andcutoffmyheadandmyfeet.’Buttheyoungman
nægtede
refusedtodoit:sothefoxsaid,‘Iwillatanyrategiveyougoodcounsel:
bewareoftwothings;
ransomnoonefromthegallows,andsitdownbythesideofnoriver.’Thenawayhewent.
Herodeonwiththeprincess,tillatlasthecametothevillagewherehehadlefthistwobrothers.
Andthereheheardagreatnoiseanduproar;
andwhenheaskedwhatwasthematter,thepeoplesaid,‘Twomenaregoingtobehanged.’Ashecamenearer,hesawthatthetwomenwerehisbrothers,whohadturnedrobbers;
sohesaid,‘Cannottheyinanywaybesaved?’Butthepeoplesaid‘No,’unlesshewouldbestowallhismoneyupontherascalsandbuytheirliberty.
Thenhedidnotstaytothinkaboutthematter,butpaidwhatwasasked,andhisbrothersweregivenup,andwentonwithhim
mod
towardstheirhome.Andastheycametothewoodwherethefoxfirstmetthem,itwassocoolandpleasantthatthetwobrotherssaid,‘Letussitdownbythesideoftheriver,andrestawhile,toeatanddrink.’Sohesaid,‘Yes,’andforgotthefox’scounsel,andsatdownonthesideoftheriver;
andwhilehe
anede
suspectednothing,theycamebehind,andthrewhimdownthebank,andtooktheprincess,thehorse,andthebird,andwenthometothekingtheirmaster,andsaid.‘Allthishavewewonbyourlabour.’Thentherewasgreatrejoicingmade;
butthehorsewouldnoteat,thebirdwouldnotsing,andtheprincesswept.
Theyoungestsonfelltothebottomoftheriver’sbed:
luckilyitwasnearly
tørt
dry,buthisboneswerealmostbroken,andthebankwassosteepthathecouldfindnowaytogetout.Thentheoldfoxcameoncemore,andscoldedhimfornotfollowinghis
råd
advice;otherwisenoevilwouldhavebefallenhim:
‘Yet,’saidhe,‘Icannotleaveyouhere,solayholdofmy
hale
tailandholdfast.’Thenhepulledhimoutoftheriver,andsaidtohim,ashegotuponthebank,‘Yourbrothershavesetwatchtokillyou,iftheyfindyouinthekingdom.’Sohedressedhimselfasapoorman,andcamesecretlytotheking’scourt,andwasscarcelywithinthedoorswhenthehorsebegantoeat,andthebirdtosing,andtheprincessleftoffweeping.Thenhewenttotheking,andtoldhimallhisbrothers’roguery;
andtheywereseizedandpunished,andhehadtheprincessgiventohimagain;
andaftertheking’sdeathhewasheirtohis
kongerige
kingdom.Alongwhileafter,hewenttowalkonedayinthewood,andtheoldfoxmethim,andbesoughthimwithtearsinhiseyestokillhim,andcutoffhisheadandfeet.
HANSINLUCK
Somemenareborntogoodluck:
alltheydoortrytodocomesright—allthatfallstothemissomuchgain—alltheirgeeseareswans—alltheircardsaretrumps—tossthemwhichwayyouwill,theywillalways,likepoorpuss,alightupontheirlegs,andonlymoveonsomuchthefaster.
Theworldmayvery
sandsynligvis
likelynotalwaysthinkofthemastheythinkofthemselves,butwhatcaretheyfortheworld?whatcanitknowaboutthematter?
OneoftheseluckybeingswasneighbourHans.
Sevenlongyearshehadworkedhardforhismaster.
Atlasthesaid,‘Master,mytimeisup;
Imustgohomeandseemypoormotheroncemore:
sopraypaymemywagesandletmego.’Andthemastersaid,‘Youhavebeenafaithfulandgoodservant,Hans,soyourpayshallbehandsome.’Thenhegavehimalumpofsilverasbigashishead.
Hanstookouthispocket-handkerchief,putthepieceofsilverintoit,threwitoverhisshoulder,andjoggedoffonhisroadhomewards.
Ashewentlazilyon,draggingonefootafteranother,amancamein
syne
sight,trottinggailyalongonacapitalhorse.‘Ah!’saidHansaloud,‘whatafinethingitistorideonhorseback!
Therehesitsaseasyandhappyasifhewasathome,inthechairbyhisfireside;
hetripsagainstnostones,savesshoe-leather,andgetsonhe
næppe
hardlyknowshow.’Hansdidnotspeaksosoftlybutthehorsemanhearditall,andsaid,‘Well,friend,whydoyougoonfootthen?’‘Ah!’saidhe,‘Ihavethisloadtocarry:tobesureitis
sølv
silver,butitissoheavythatIcan’tholdupmyhead,andyoumustknowithurtsmyshouldersadly.’‘Whatdoyousayofmakinganexchange?’saidthehorseman.‘Iwillgiveyoumyhorse,andyoushallgivemethe
sølv
silver;whichwillsaveyouagreatdealoftroubleincarryingsuchaheavyloadaboutwithyou.’‘Withallmyheart,’saidHans:
‘butasyouaresokindtome,Imusttellyouonething—youwillhaveaweary
opgave
tasktodrawthatsilveraboutwithyou.’However,thehorsemangotoff,tookthesølv
silver,helpedHansup,gavehimthebridleintoonehandandthewhipintotheother,andsaid,‘Whenyouwanttogoveryfast,smackyourlipsloudlytogether,andcry“Jip!”’.Hanswasdelightedashesatonthehorse,
trak
drewhimselfup,squaredhiselbows,turnedouthistoes,knækkede
crackedhiswhip,androdemerrilyoff,oneminutewhistlingamunter
merrytune,andanothersinging,.‘Nocareandnosorrow,Afigforthemorrow!
Afteratimehethoughtheshouldliketogoalittlefaster,sohesmackedhislipsandcried‘Jip!’Awaywentthehorsefullgallop;
andbeforeHansknewwhathewasabout,hewasthrownoff,andlayonhisbackbytheroad-side.
Hishorsewouldhaveranoff,ifashepherdwhowascomingby,drivinga
ko
cow,hadnotstoppedit.Hanssooncametohimself,andgotuponhislegsagain,sadlyvexed,andsaidtotheshepherd,‘Thisridingisnojoke,whenamanhasthelucktogetuponabeastlikethisthatstumblesandflingshimoffasifitwouldbreakhisneck.
However,I’moffnowonceforall:
Ilikeyour
ko
cownowagreatdealbetterthanthissmartbeastthatplayedmethistrick
trick,andhasspoiledmybestfrakke
coat,yousee,inthispuddle;which,bytheby,smellsnotverylikeanosegay.
Onecanwalkalongatone’sleisurebehindthatcow—keepgoodcompany,andhavemilk,butter,and
ost
cheese,everyday,intothebargain.WhatwouldIgivetohavesuchaprize!’‘Well,’saidtheshepherd,‘ifyouaresofondofher,Iwillchangemy
ko
cowforyourhorse;Iliketodogoodtomyneighbours,eventhoughIlosebyitmyself.’‘Done!’saidHans,merrily.
‘Whatanobleheartthatgoodmanhas!’thoughthe.
Thentheshepherdjumpeduponthehorse,wishedHansandthe
koen
cowgoodmorning,andawayherode.Hansbrushedhis
frakke
coat,wipedhisfaceandhands,restedawhile,andthendroveoffhisko
cowquietly,andthoughthisbargainaveryluckyone.‘IfIhaveonlyapieceof
brød
bread(andIcertainlyshallalwaysbeabletogetthat),Ican,wheneverIlike,eatmybutterandost
cheesewithit;andwhenIamthirstyIcanmilkmy
ko
cowanddrinkthemilk:andwhatcanIwishformore?’Whenhecametoaninn,hehalted,ateupallhis
brød
bread,andgaveawayhislastpennyforaglassofbeer.Whenhehadrestedhimselfhesetoffagain,drivinghis
ko
cowtowardshismother’svillage.Buttheheatgrewgreaterassoonasnooncameon,tillatlast,ashefoundhimselfona
bred
wideheaththatwouldtakehimmorethananhourtocross,hebegantobesohotandparchedthathistunge
tongueclavetotheroofofhismouth.‘Icanfinda
kur
cureforthis,’thoughthe;‘nowIwillmilkmy
ko
cowandquenchmythirst’:sohe
bandt
tiedhertothestumpofatree,andheldhisleatherncaptomilkinto;butnotadropwastobehad.
Whowouldhavethoughtthatthis
ko
cow,whichwastobringhimmilkandbutterandost
cheese,wasallthattimeutterlytør
dry?Hanshadnotthoughtoflookingtothat.
Whilehewastryinghisluckinmilking,and
forvalter
managingthematterveryclumsily,theuneasybeastbegantothinkhimverytroublesome;andatlastgavehimsuchakickontheheadasknockedhimdown;
andtherehelayalongwhilesenseless.
Luckilyabutchersooncameby,drivinga
gris
piginawheelbarrow.‘Whatisthematterwithyou,myman?’saidthebutcher,ashehelpedhimup.
Hanstoldhimwhathadhappened,howhewas
tør
dry,andwantedtomilkhiscow,butfoundthecowwastør
drytoo.Thenthebutchergavehimaflaskofale,saying,‘There,drinkandrefreshyourself;
your
ko
cowwillgiveyounomilk:don’tyouseesheisanoldbeast,goodfornothingbuttheslaughter-house?’‘Alas,alas!’saidHans,‘whowouldhavethoughtit?
Whatashametotakemyhorse,andgivemeonlya
tør
drycow!IfIkillher,whatwillshebegoodfor?
Ihatecow-beef;
itisnottenderenoughforme.
Ifitwerea
gris
pignow—likethatfatgentlemanyouaredrivingalongathisease—onecoulddosomethingwithit;itwouldatanyratemakesausages.’‘Well,’saidthebutcher,‘Idon’tliketosayno,whenoneisaskedtodoakind,neighbourlything.
TopleaseyouIwillchange,andgiveyoumyfinefat
gris
pigforthecow.’‘Heavenbelønne
rewardyouforyourkindnessandself-denial!’saidHans,ashegavethebutcherthekoen
cow;andtakingthepigoffthewheel-barrow,droveitaway,holdingitbythestringthatwas
bundet
tiedtoitsleg.Soonhejogged,andallseemednowtogorightwithhim:
hehadmetwithsomemisfortunes,tobesure;
buthewasnowwellrepaidforall.
Howcoulditbeotherwisewithsuchatravellingcompanionashehadatlastgot?
Thenextmanhemetwasacountrymancarryingafinewhitegoose.
Thecountrymanstoppedtoaskwhatwaso’clock;
thisledtofurtherchat;
andHanstoldhimallhisluck,howhehadsomanygoodbargains,andhowalltheworldwentgayandsmilingwithhim.
Thecountrymanthenbegantotellhistale,andsaidhewasgoingtotakethegoosetoachristening.
‘Feel,’saidhe,‘howheavyitis,andyetitisonlyeightweeksold.
Whoeverroastsandeatsitwillfind
masser
plentyoffatuponit,ithaslivedsowell!’‘You’reright,’saidHans,asheweigheditinhishand;‘butifyoutalkoffat,my
gris
pigisnotrifle.’Meantimethecountrymanbegantolookalvorlig
grave,andshookhishead.‘Harkye!’saidhe,‘myworthyfriend,youseemagoodsortof
fyr
fellow,soIcan’thelpdoingyouakindturn.Your
gris
pigmaygetyouintoascrape.InthevillageIjustcamefrom,thesquirehashada
gris
pigstolenoutofhissty.IwasdreadfullyafraidwhenIsawyouthatyouhadgotthesquire’s
gris
pig.Ifyouhave,andtheycatchyou,itwillbeabadjobforyou.
Theleasttheywilldowillbetothrowyouintothehorse-pond.
PoorHanswassadlyfrightened.
‘Goodman,’criedhe,‘praygetmeoutofthisscrape.
Iknownothingofwherethepigwaseitherbredorborn;
buthemayhavebeenthesquire’sforaughtIcantell: