THEGOLDENBIRD
Acertain
konge
kinghadabeautifulgarden,og
andinthegardenstoodatreesom
whichboregoldenapples.Theseappleswere
alltid
alwayscounted,andaboutthetiden
timewhentheybegantogrowripeitwasfunnet
foundthateverynightoneofthemwasgone.The
kongen
kingbecameveryangryatdette
this,andorderedthegardenertoholde
keepwatchallnightunderthetree.Thegardener
satte
sethiseldestsontose
watch;butabouttwelveo’clockhefellasleep,
og
andinthemorninganotheroftheappleswasmissing.Then
den
thesecondsonwasorderedtose
watch;andatmidnighthe
også
toofellasleep,andintheom morgenen
morninganotherapplewasgone.Then
den
thethirdsonofferedtoholde
keepwatch;butthegardeneratfirst
ville
wouldnotlethim,forfearnoen
someharmshouldcometoham
him:however,atlastheconsented,
og
andtheyoungmanlaidhimselfunder
underthetreetowatch.Astheclockstrucktwelvehe
hørte
heardarustlingnoiseintheair,og
andabirdcameflyingthatwasofpuregold;og
andasitwassnappingatoneoftheapplesmed
withitsbeak,thegardener’ssønn
sonjumpedupandshotanarrowatit.Men
Butthearrowdidthebirdnoharm;bare
onlyitdroppedagoldenfeatherfromitstail,og
andthenflewaway.Thegoldenfeatherwas
brakt
broughttothekinginden
themorning,andallthecouncilwascalledtogether.Everyoneagreedthatitwasworth
mer
morethanallthewealthofthekingdom:Then
den
thegardener’seldestsonsetut
outandthoughttofindden
thegoldenbirdveryeasily;og
andwhenhehadgonebuten
alittleway,hecametoen
awood,andbythesideofthewoodheså
sawafoxsitting;sohe
tok
tookhisbowandmadeklar
readytoshootatit.Thenthefox
sa
said,‘Donotshootme,forIvil
willgiveyougoodcounsel;I
vet
knowwhatyourbusinessis,og
andthatyouwanttofinne
findthegoldenbird.You
vil
willreachavillageinthekvelden
evening;andwhenyouget
dit
there,youwillseetwoinnsoppositetoeachother,den ene
oneofwhichisverypleasantog
andbeautifultolookat:gå
gonotinthere,buthvile
restforthenightintheandre
other,thoughitmayappeartoyoutobeveldig
verypoorandmean.’Butthesønnen
sonthoughttohimself,‘Whatcansuchet
abeastasthisknowaboutthematter?’Soheskjøt
shothisarrowatthefox;men
buthemissedit,anditsatte
setupitstailaboveitsryggen
backandranintothewood.Thenhe
gikk
wenthisway,andinde
theeveningcametothevillagehvor
wherethetwoinnswere;og
andinoneofthesewerefolk
peoplesinging,anddancing,andfeasting;men
buttheotherlookedverydirty,og
andpoor.‘Ishouldbe
veldig
verysilly,’saidhe,‘ifIgikk
wenttothatshabbyhouse,og
andleftthischarmingplace’;sohe
gikk
wentintothesmarthouse,og
andateanddrankathisease,og
andforgotthebird,andhisland
countrytoo.Timepassedon;
og
andastheeldestsondidnotkom
comeback,andnotidingswerehørt
heardofhim,thesecondsønnen
sonsetout,andthesamme
samethinghappenedtohim.He
møtte
metthefox,whogavehimthegode
goodadvice:butwhenhecameto
de
thetwoinns,hiseldestbror
brotherwasstandingatthewindowder
wherethemerrymakingwas,andcalledtohimtocomein;og
andhecouldnotwithstandden
thetemptation,butwentin,og
andforgotthegoldenbirdog
andhiscountryinthesamme
samemanner.Timepassedon
igjen
again,andtheyoungestsontooønsket
wishedtosetoutintoden
thewideworldtoseekforden
thegoldenbird;buthis
far
fatherwouldnotlistentoitforalongwhile,forhewasveldig
veryfondofhisson,og
andwasafraidthatsomeillluckkan
mighthappentohimalso,og
andpreventhiscomingback.However,atlastitwasagreedhe
skulle
shouldgo,forhewouldnothvile
restathome;andashe
kom
cametothewood,hemøtte
metthefox,andheardthesamme
samegoodcounsel.Buthewasthankfultothefox,
og
anddidnotattempthisliv
lifeashisbrothershaddone;sothefox
sa
said,‘Situponmytail,og
andyouwilltravelfaster.’Sohesatned
down,andthefoxbegantoløpe
run,andawaytheywentover
overstockandstonesoquickat
thattheirhairwhistledinthewind.Da
Whentheycametothevillage,thesønnen
sonfollowedthefox’scounsel,og
andwithoutlookingabouthimgikk
wenttotheshabbyinnog
andrestedthereallnightathisease.Inthe
om morgenen
morningcamethefoxagainog
andmethimashewasbeginninghisjourney,og
andsaid,‘Gostraightforward,tillyoucometoacastle,beforewhichligger
lieawholetroopofsoldiersfastasleepog
andsnoring:takenonoticeof
dem
them,butgointothecastleog
andpassonandontillyoukommer
cometoaroom,whereden
thegoldenbirdsitsinet
awoodencage;closebyit
står
standsabeautifulgoldencage;men
butdonottrytota
takethebirdoutoftheshabbycageog
andputitintothehandsomeone,otherwiseyouvil
willrepentit.’Thenthefoxstretchedut
outhistailagain,andtheunge
youngmansathimselfdown,og
andawaytheywentoverstockog
andstonetilltheirhairwhistledinthewind.Før
Beforethecastlegateallwasasthefoxhadde
hadsaid:sothesonwentin
og
andfoundthechamberwherethegoldenbirdhang
hunginawoodencage,og
andbelowstoodthegoldencage,og
andthethreegoldenapplesthathadde
hadbeenlostwerelyingclosebyit.Then
tenkte
thoughthetohimself,‘Itvil
willbeaverydrollting
thingtobringawaysuchen
afinebirdinthisshabbycage’;sohe
åpnet
openedthedoorandtookholdofitog
andputitintothegoldencage.Men
Butthebirdsetupså
suchaloudscreamthatalle
allthesoldiersawoke,andtheytok
tookhimprisonerandcarriedhimbeforethekongen
king.Thenextmorningthecourt
satt
sattojudgehim;and
da
whenallwasheard,itsentencedhimtodie,unlessheshouldbrakte
bringthekingthegoldenhorsewhichkunne
couldrunasswiftlyasthewind;og
andifhedidthis,hewastohavethegoldenbirdgitt
givenhimforhisown.Sohe
satte
setoutoncemoreonhisjourney,sighing,og
andingreatdespair,whenonasuddenhisvenn
friendthefoxmethim,og
andsaid,‘Youseenowwhathar
hashappenedonaccountofyournotlyttet
listeningtomycounsel.I
vil
willstill,however,tellyouhvordan
howtofindthegoldenhorse,hvis
ifyouwilldoasIbidyou.You
må
mustgostraightontillyoukommer
cometothecastlewherethehorsestår
standsinhisstall:byhisside
vil
willliethegroomfastasleepog
andsnoring:takeawaythehorsequietly,
men
butbesuretoputthegamle
oldleathernsaddleuponhim,og
andnotthegoldenonesom
thatisclosebyit.’Thenthesønnen
sonsatdownonthefox’stail,og
andawaytheywentoverstockog
andstonetilltheirhairwhistledinthewind.Alt
Allwentright,andthegroomlå
laysnoringwithhishanduponden
thegoldensaddle.Butwhenthe
sønnen
sonlookedatthehorse,hethoughtiten
agreatpitytoputtheleathernsaddleuponit.‘I
vil
willgivehimthegoodone,’sa
saidhe;‘Iamsurehedeservesit.’Ashe
tok
tookupthegoldensaddlethegroomawokeog
andcriedoutsoloud,at
thatalltheguardsraninog
andtookhimprisoner,andintheom morgenen
morninghewasagainbroughtbeforethecourttobejudged,og
andwassentencedtodie.Men
Butitwasagreed,that,hvis
ifhecouldbringthitherthevakre
beautifulprincess,heshouldlive,og
andhavethebirdandthehorsegitt
givenhimforhisown.Thenhe
gikk
wenthiswayverysorrowful;men
buttheoldfoxcameog
andsaid,‘Whydidnotyoulyttet
listentome?Ifyouhad,you
ville
wouldhavecarriedawayboththebirdog
andthehorse;yetwillIoncemore
gi
giveyoucounsel.Gostraighton,
og
andintheeveningyouvil
willarriveatacastle.Attwelveo’clockat
natten
nighttheprincessgoestothebathing-house:gå
gouptoherandgi
giveherakiss,andshevil
willletyouleadherbort
away;buttakecareyoudonotsufferherto
gå
goandtakeleaveofherfar
fatherandmother.’Thenthefoxstretchedut
outhistail,andsobort
awaytheywentoverstockog
andstonetilltheirhairwhistledigjen
again.Astheycametothecastle,
alt
allwasasthefoxhadde
hadsaid,andattwelveo’clocktheunge
youngmanmettheprincessgoingtothebathog
andgaveherthekiss,og
andsheagreedtorunbort
awaywithhim,butbeggedmed
withmanytearsthatheville
wouldlethertakeleaveofherfar
father.Atfirstherefused,
men
butsheweptstillmoreog
andmore,andfellathisfeet,tillatlastheconsented;men
butthemomentshecametoherfather’shus
housetheguardsawokeandhewastatt
takenprisoneragain.Thenhewas
få
broughtbeforetheking,andthekongen
kingsaid,‘Youshallneverhavemydatter
daughterunlessineightdaysyoudigbort
awaythehillthatstopstheviewfrommywindow.’Nowthishillwassobigsom
thatthewholeworldcouldnottakeitbort
away:andwhenhehadworkedforsevendays,
og
andhaddoneverylittle,thefoxkom
cameandsaid.‘Liedown
og
andgotosleep;I
vil
willworkforyou.’Andintheom morgenen
morningheawokeandthehillwasgone;sohe
gikk
wentmerrilytotheking,og
andtoldhimthatnowthatitwasremovedhemå
mustgivehimtheprincess.Then
den
thekingwasobligedtoholde
keephisword,andawaywentden
theyoungmanandtheprincess;‘Ifyou
vil
willonlylisten,’saidthefox,‘itcanbedone.Når
Whenyoucometothekongen
king,andheasksforden
thebeautifulprincess,youmustsi
say,“Heresheis!”Thenhe
vil
willbeveryjoyful;andyouwillmountthegoldenhorse
som
thattheyaretogiveyou,og
andputoutyourhandtota
takeleaveofthem;butshakehands
med
withtheprincesslast.Thenliftherquicklyontothehorse
bak
behindyou;Allwentright:
thenthefox
sa
said,‘Whenyoucometothecastleder
wherethebirdis,Ivil
willstaywiththeprincessatthedøren
door,andyouwillrideinog
andspeaktotheking;og
andwhenheseesthatitistherighthorse,hevil
willbringoutthebird;men
butyoumustsitstill,og
andsaythatyouwanttolookatit,toseewhetheritisthesanne
truegoldenbird;This,too,
skjedde
happenedasthefoxsaid;theycarried
av
offthebird,theprincessmountedigjen
again,andtheyrodeontoen
agreatwood.Thenthefox
kom
came,andsaid,‘Praykillme,og
andcutoffmyheadog
andmyfeet.’Buttheunge
youngmanrefusedtodoit:sothefox
sa
said,‘Iwillatanyrategi
giveyougoodcounsel:bewareof
to
twothings;ransomnoonefromthegallows,
og
andsitdownbythesideofingen
noriver.’Thenawayhegikk
went.Herodeonwiththeprincess,tillatlasthe
kom
cametothevillagewherehehadde
hadlefthistwobrothers.Og
Andthereheheardastor
greatnoiseanduproar;and
da
whenheaskedwhatwasde
thematter,thepeoplesaid,‘Twomenaregoingtobehanged.’Ashekom
camenearer,hesawthatde
thetwomenwerehisbrothers,whohadde
hadturnedrobbers;sohe
sa
said,‘Cannottheyinanymåte
waybesaved?’Butthepeoplesa
said‘No,’unlesshewouldbestowallhispenger
moneyupontherascalsandkjøpe
buytheirliberty.Thenhedidnotstayto
tenke
thinkaboutthematter,butbetalte
paidwhatwasasked,andhisbrothersweregitt
givenup,andwentonmed
withhimtowardstheirhome.Og
Andastheycametothewoodder
wherethefoxfirstmetdem
them,itwassocoolog
andpleasantthatthetwobrotherssa
said,‘Letussitdownbythesideoftheriver,og
andrestawhile,tospise
eatanddrink.’Sohesa
said,‘Yes,’andforgotthefox’scounsel,og
andsatdownonthesideoftheriver;og
andwhilehesuspectednothing,theykom
camebehind,andthrewhimnedover
downthebank,andtooktheprincess,thehorse,og
andthebird,andwenthjem
hometothekingtheirmaster,og
andsaid.‘Allthishavewe
vunnet
wonbyourlabour.’Thendet
therewasgreatrejoicingmade;men
butthehorsewouldnotspise
eat,thebirdwouldnotsynge
sing,andtheprincesswept.Den
Theyoungestsonfelltoden
thebottomoftheriver’sseng
bed:luckilyitwasnearlydry,
men
buthisboneswerealmostbrutt
broken,andthebankwassosteepthathekunne
couldfindnowaytokomme
getout.Thentheoldfox
kom
cameoncemore,andscoldedhimfornotfølge
followinghisadvice;otherwisenoevil
ville
wouldhavebefallenhim:‘Yet,’
sa
saidhe,‘Icannotleaveyouher
here,solayholdofmytailog
andholdfast.’Thenhepulledhimut
outoftheriver,andsa
saidtohim,ashekom
gotuponthebank,‘Yourbrothershar
havesetwatchtokillyou,hvis
iftheyfindyouinthekingdom.’Sohedressedhimselfasen
apoorman,andcamesecretlytotheking’scourt,og
andwasscarcelywithinthedoorsda
whenthehorsebegantospise
eat,andthebirdtosynge
sing,andtheprincessleftoffweeping.Thenhe
gikk
wenttotheking,andfortalte
toldhimallhisbrothers’roguery;og
andtheywereseizedandpunished,og
andhehadtheprincessgitt
giventohimagain;and
etter
aftertheking’sdeathhewasheirtohiskingdom.Alongwhileafter,hewentto
gå
walkonedayinthewood,og
andtheoldfoxmetham
him,andbesoughthimwithtearsinhiseyestodrepe
killhim,andcutoffhishodet
headandfeet.HANSINLUCK
Noen
Somemenareborntogoodlykken
luck:alltheydoor
prøver
trytodocomesright—allthatfaller
fallstothemissomye
muchgain—alltheirgeeseareswans—alltheircardsaretrumps—tossthemwhichvei
wayyouwill,theywillalltid
always,likepoorpuss,alightupontheirlegs,og
andonlymoveonsomye
muchthefaster.Theworld
kan
mayverylikelynotalwaystenke
thinkofthemastheytenke
thinkofthemselves,butwhatcaretheyfortheverden
world?whatcanitknow
om
aboutthematter?Oneof
disse
theseluckybeingswasneighbourHans.Sevenlongyearshe
hadde
hadworkedhardforhismaster.Atlasthe
sa
said,‘Master,mytimeisup;I
må
mustgohomeandseemystakkars
poormotheroncemore:sopray
lønn
paymemywagesandla
letmego.’Andthemastersa
said,‘Youhavebeenafaithfulog
andgoodservant,Hans,soyourlønn
payshallbehandsome.’Thenhegi
gavehimalumpofsilverasstor
bigashishead.Hans
tok
tookouthispocket-handkerchief,putthepieceofsilverintoit,threwitover
overhisshoulder,andjoggedoffonhisroadhomewards.Ashe
gikk
wentlazilyon,draggingonefootetter
afteranother,amancameinsight,trottinggailylangs
alongonacapitalhorse.‘Ah!’
sa
saidHansaloud,‘whatafin
finethingitistorideonhorseback!Der
Therehesitsaseasyog
andhappyasifhewasathjemme
home,inthechairbyhisfireside;hetrips
mot
againstnostones,savesshoe-leather,og
andgetsonhehardlyvet
knowshow.’Hansdidnotspeaksosoftlymen
butthehorsemanhearditall,og
andsaid,‘Well,friend,whyvet
doyougoonfootthen?’‘Ah!’sa
saidhe,‘Ihavethisloadtocarry:tobe
sikker
sureitissilver,butitissoheavythatIcan’tholde
holdupmyhead,andyoumå
mustknowithurtsmyshouldersadly.’‘Whatdoyousier
sayofmakinganexchange?’saidthehorseman.‘I
vil
willgiveyoumyhorse,og
andyoushallgivemethesilver;som
whichwillsaveyouastor
greatdealoftroubleincarryingslik
suchaheavyloadaboutmed
withyou.’‘Withallmyheart,’sa
saidHans:‘butasyouareso
snill
kindtome,Imustfortelle
tellyouonething—youwillhaveawearytasktodrawdet
thatsilveraboutwithyou.’However,den
thehorsemangotoff,tookden
thesilver,helpedHansup,gavehimden
thebridleintoonehandog
andthewhipintotheandre
other,andsaid,‘Whenyouwanttogå
goveryfast,smackyourlipsloudlysammen
together,andcry“Jip!”’.Hanswasdelightedashe
satt
satonthehorse,drewhimselfopp
up,squaredhiselbows,turnedut
outhistoes,crackedhiswhip,og
androdemerrilyoff,oneminutt
minutewhistlingamerrytune,og
andanothersinging,.‘Nocare
og
andnosorrow,Afigforthemorrow!Etter
Afteratimehethoughtheskulle
shouldliketogoalittlefaster,sohesmackedhislipsog
andcried‘Jip!’Awaywentthehorsefull
fullgallop;andbeforeHans
visste
knewwhathewasabout,hewasthrownoff,og
andlayonhisbackbytheroad-side.Hishorse
ville
wouldhaveranoff,ifen
ashepherdwhowascomingby,kjører
drivingacow,hadnotstoppeddet
it.Hanssooncametohimself,
og
andgotuponhislegsigjen
again,sadlyvexed,andsaidtotheshepherd,‘Thisridingisingen
nojoke,whenamanhar
hasthelucktogetuponabeastlikedette
thisthatstumblesandflingshimav
offasifitwouldbryte
breakhisneck.However,I’moff
nå
nowonceforall:I
liker
likeyourcownowastor
greatdealbetterthanthissmartbeastthatspilte
playedmethistrick,andhar
hasspoiledmybestcoat,youser
see,inthispuddle;which,bytheby,smellsnot
veldig
verylikeanosegay.One
kan
canwalkalongatone’sleisurebak
behindthatcow—keepgoodcompany,og
andhavemilk,butter,andcheese,hver
everyday,intothebargain.WhatwouldI
gi
givetohavesuchaprize!’‘Well,’sa
saidtheshepherd,‘ifyouaresofondofhenne
her,Iwillchangemycowforyourhorse;I
liker
liketodogoodtomyneighbours,selv
eventhoughIlosebyitmyself.’‘Done!’sa
saidHans,merrily.‘Whatanoble
hjerte
heartthatgoodmanhas!’tenkte
thoughthe.Thentheshepherdjumpeduponthehorse,
ønsket
wishedHansandthecowgod
goodmorning,andawayherode.Hansbrushedhiscoat,wipedhis
ansiktet
faceandhands,restedastund
while,andthendroveoffhiscowquietly,og
andthoughthisbargainaveldig
veryluckyone.‘IfI
har
haveonlyapieceofbreadOg
(andIcertainlyshallalwaysbeabletofå
getthat),Ican,wheneverIlike,spise
eatmybutterandcheesemed
withit;andwhenIamthirstyI
kan
canmilkmycowanddrikke
drinkthemilk:andwhat
kan
canIwishformore?’Da
Whenhecametoaninn,hehalted,ateopp
upallhisbread,andgavebort
awayhislastpennyforaglassofbeer.Da
Whenhehadrestedhimselfhesatte
setoffagain,drivinghiscowtowardshismother’svillage.Men
Buttheheatgrewgreaterassnart
soonasnooncameon,tillatlast,ashefant
foundhimselfonawideheaththatville
wouldtakehimmorethanantime
hourtocross,hebegantobesovarm
hotandparchedthathistongueclavetotheroofofhismouth.‘I
kan
canfindacureforthis,’tenkte
thoughthe;‘nowIwillmilkmycow
og
andquenchmythirst’:sohetiedhertothestumpof
et
atree,andheldhisleatherncaptomilkinto;men
butnotadropwastobehad.Whowould
ha
havethoughtthatthiscow,whichwastobringe
bringhimmilkandbutterog
andcheese,wasallthattiden
timeutterlydry?Hanshadnot
tenkt
thoughtoflookingtothat.Mens
Whilehewastryinghisflaks
luckinmilking,andmanagingden
thematterveryclumsily,theuneasybeastbegantotenke
thinkhimverytroublesome;andatlastgavehim
slik
suchakickonthehodet
headasknockedhimdown;og
andtherehelayalongwhilesenseless.Luckily
en
abutchersooncameby,kjører
drivingapiginawheelbarrow.‘Whatisthematter
med
withyou,myman?’saidthebutcher,ashehjalp
helpedhimup.Hanstoldhimwhat
hadde
hadhappened,howhewasdry,og
andwantedtomilkhiscow,men
butfoundthecowwasdryogså
too.Thenthebutchergavehim
en
aflaskofale,saying,‘There,drikk
drinkandrefreshyourself;yourcow
vil
willgiveyounomilk:don’tyouseesheis
et
anoldbeast,goodforingenting
nothingbuttheslaughter-house?’‘Alas,alas!’sa
saidHans,‘whowouldhavethoughtdet
it?Whatashameto
ta
takemyhorse,andgivemebare
onlyadrycow!IfI
dreper
killher,whatwillshebegod
goodfor?Ihatecow-beef;
itisnottender
nok
enoughforme.Ifitwere
en
apignow—likethatfatgentlemanyouarekjører
drivingalongathisease—onekunne
coulddosomethingwithit;it
ville
wouldatanyratemakesausages.’‘Well,’saidthebutcher,‘Idon’tliker
liketosayno,whenoneisbedt
askedtodoakind,neighbourlyting
thing.TopleaseyouI
vil
willchange,andgiveyoumyfine
finefatpigforthecow.’‘Heavenrewardyouforyourkindnessog
andself-denial!’saidHans,ashegi
gavethebutcherthecow;og
andtakingthepigoffthewheel-barrow,droveitbort
away,holdingitbythestringsom
thatwastiedtoitsleg.Soonhejogged,
og
andallseemednowtogå
gorightwithhim:he
hadde
hadmetwithsomemisfortunes,tobesikker
sure;buthewasnow
godt
wellrepaidforall.How
kunne
coulditbeotherwisewithslik
suchatravellingcompanionashehadde
hadatlastgot?The
neste
nextmanhemetwasen
acountrymancarryingafinehvit
whitegoose.Thecountrymanstoppedto
spørre
askwhatwaso’clock;thisledtofurtherchat;
og
andHanstoldhimallhisflaks
luck,howhehadsomange
manygoodbargains,andhowalltheverden
worldwentgayandsmilingmed
withhim.Thecountrymanthenbeganto
fortelle
tellhistale,andsaidhewasgoingtota
takethegoosetoachristening.‘Feel,’
sa
saidhe,‘howheavyiter
is,andyetitisbare
onlyeightweeksold.Whoeverroasts
og
andeatsitwillfindplentyoffatuponit,ithar
haslivedsowell!’‘You’reright,’sa
saidHans,asheweigheditinhishånden
hand;‘butifyoutalkoffat,mypigis
ingen
notrifle.’Meantimethecountrymanbegantose
lookgrave,andshookhishodet
head.‘Harkye!’saidhe,‘myworthy
venn
friend,youseemagoodsortoffellow,soIcan’thelpgjøre
doingyouakindturn.Yourpig
kan
maygetyouintoascrape.InthevillageI
nettopp
justcamefrom,thesquirehashaden
apigstolenoutofhissty.Iwasdreadfully
redd
afraidwhenIsawyouat
thatyouhadgotthesquire’spig.Hvis
Ifyouhave,andtheyfanger
catchyou,itwillbeen
abadjobforyou.Theleastthey
vil
willdowillbetothrowyouintothehorse-pond.Stakkars
PoorHanswassadlyfrightened.‘Goodman,’cried
han
he,‘praygetmeoutofdenne
thisscrape.Iknownothingof
hvor
wherethepigwaseitherbredeller
orborn;buthemay
ha
havebeenthesquire’sforaughtIcansi
tell: