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'You have guessed right,' answered the old woman; 'and I can give
you no better counsel than to go home at once, before the same fate
overtakes you.'
'Will you not come with me out of this dreadful place?' said the
young man.
'He took me prisoner, too,' answered she, 'and I cannot shake off
his chains.'
'Then listen to me,' cried the prince. 'When the dragon comes back,
ask him where he always goes when he leaves here, and what
makes him so strong; and when you have coaxed the secret from
him, tell me the next time I come.'
So the prince went home, and the old woman remained in the mill,
and as soon as the dragon returned she said to him:
'Where have you been all this time--you must have travelled far?'
'Yes, little mother, I have indeed travelled far.' answered he. Then
the old woman began to flatter him, and to praise his cleverness;
and when she thought she had got him into a good temper, she said:
'I have wondered so often where you get your strength from; I do
wish you would tell me. I would stoop and kiss the place out of
pure love!' The dragon laughed at this, and answered:
'In the hearthstone yonder lies the secret of my strength.'
Then the old woman jumped up and kissed the hearth; whereat the
dragon laughed the more, and said:
'You foolish creature! I was only jesting. It is not in the
hearthstone, but in that tall tree that lies the secret of my strength.'
Then the old woman jumped up again and put her arms round the
tree, and kissed it heartily. Loudly laughed the dragon when he saw
what she was doing.
'Old fool,' he cried, as soon as he could speak, 'did you really
believe that my strength came from that tree?'
'Where is it then?' asked the old woman, rather crossly, for she did
not like being made fun of.
'My strength,' replied the dragon, 'lies far away; so far that you
could never reach it. Far, far from here is a kingdom, and by its
capital city is a lake, and in the lake is a dragon, and inside the
dragon is a wild boar, and inside the wild boar is a pigeon, and
inside the pigeon a sparrow, and inside the sparrow is my strength.'
And when the old woman heard this, she thought it was no use
flattering him any longer, for never, never, could she take his
strength from him.
The following morning, when the dragon had left the mill, the
prince came back, and the old woman told him all that the creature
had said. He listened in silence, and then returned to the castle,
where he put on a suit of shepherd's clothes, and taking a staff in his
hand, he went forth to seek a place as tender of sheep.
For some time he wandered from village to village and from town
to town, till he came at length to a large city in a distant kingdom,
surrounded on three sides by a great lake, which happened to be the
very lake in which the dragon lived. As was his custom, he stopped
everybody whom he met in the streets that looked likely to want a
shepherd and begged them to engage him, but they all seemed to
have shepherds of their own, or else not to need any. The prince
was beginning to lose heart, when a man who had overheard his
question turned round and said that he had better go and ask the
emperor, as he was in search of some one to see after his flocks.
'Will you take care of my sheep?' said the emperor, when the young
man knelt before him.
'Most willingly, your Majesty,' answered the young man, and he
listened obediently while the emperor told him what he was to do.
'Outside the city walls,' went on the emperor, 'you will find a large
lake, and by its banks lie the richest meadows in my kingdom.
When you are leading out your flocks to pasture, they will all run
straight to these meadows, and none that have gone there have ever
been known to come back. Take heed, therefore, my son, not to
suffer your sheep to go where they will, but drive them to any spot
that you think best.'
With a low bow the prince thanked the emperor for his warning,
and promised to do his best to keep the sheep safe. Then he left the
palace and went to the market-place, where he bought two
greyhounds, a hawk, and a set of pipes; after that he took the sheep
out to pasture. The instant the animals caught sight of the lake
lying before them, they trotted off as fast as their legs would go to
the green meadows lying round it. The prince did not try to stop
them; he only placed his hawk on the branch of a tree, laid his pipes
on the grass, and bade the greyhounds sit still; then, rolling up his
sleeves and trousers, he waded into the water crying as he did so:
'Dragon! dragon! if you are not a coward, come out and fight with
me!' And a voice answered from the depths of the lake:
'I am waiting for you, O prince'; and the next minute the dragon
reared himself out of the water, huge and horrible to see. The
prince sprang upon him and they grappled with each other and
fought together till the sun was high, and it was noonday. Then the
dragon gasped:
'O prince, let me dip my burning head once into the lake, and I will
hurl you up to the top of the sky.' But the prince answered, 'Oh, ho!
my good dragon, do not crow too soon! If the emperor's daughter
were only here, and would kiss me on the forehead, I would throw
you up higher still!' And suddenly the dragon's hold loosened, and
he fell back into the lake.
As soon as it was evening, the prince washed away all signs of the
fight, took his hawk upon his shoulder, and his pipes under his arm,
and with his greyhounds in front and his flock following after him
he set out for the city. As they all passed through the streets the
people stared in wonder, for never before had any flock returned
from the lake.
The next morning he rose early, and led his sheep down the road to
the lake. This time, however, the emperor sent two men on
horseback to ride behind him, with orders to watch the prince all
day long. The horsemen kept the prince and his sheep in sight,
without being seen themselves. As soon as they beheld the sheep
running towards the meadows, they turned aside up a steep hill,
which overhung the lake. When the shepherd reached the place he
laid, as before, his pipes on the grass and bade the greyhounds sit
beside them, while the hawk he perched on the branch of the tree.
Then he rolled up his trousers and his sleeves, and waded into the
water crying:
'Dragon! dragon! if you are not a coward, come out and fight with
me!' And the dragon answered:
'I am waiting for you, O prince,' and the next minute he reared
himself out of the water, huge and horrible to see. Again they
clasped each other tight round the body and fought till it was noon,
and when the sun was at its hottest, the dragon gasped:
'O prince, let me dip my burning head once in the lake, and I will
hurl you up to the top of the sky.' But the prince answered:
'Oh, ho! my good dragon, do not crow too soon! If the emperor's
daughter were only here, and would kiss me on the forehead, I
would throw you up higher still!' And suddenly the dragon's hold
loosened, and he fell back into the lake.
As soon as it was evening the prince again collected his sheep, and
playing on his pipes he marched before them into the city. When he
passed through the gates all the people came out of their houses to
stare in wonder, for never before had any flock returned from the
lake.
Meanwhile the two horsemen had ridden quickly back, and told the
emperor all that they had seen and heard. The emperor listened
eagerly to their tale, then called his daughter to him and repeated it
to her.
'To-morrow,' he said, when he had finished, 'you shall go with the
shepherd to the lake, and then you shall kiss him on the forehead as
he wishes.'
But when the princess heard these words, she burst into tears, and
sobbed out:
'Will you really send me, your only child, to that dreadful place,
from which most likely I shall never come back?'
'Fear nothing, my little daughter, all will be well. Many shepherds
have gone to that lake and none have ever returned; but this one
has in these two days fought twice with the dragon and has escaped
without a wound. So I hope to-morrow he will kill the dragon
altogether, and deliver this land from the monster who has slain so
many of our bravest men.'
Scarcely had the sun begun to peep over the hills next morning,
when the princess stood by the shepherd's side, ready to go to the
lake. The shepherd was brimming over with joy, but the princess
only wept bitterly. 'Dry your tears, I implore you,' said he. 'If you
will just do what I ask you, and when the time comes, run and kiss
my forehead, you have nothing to fear.'
Merrily the shepherd blew on his pipes as he marched at the head of
his flock, only stopping every now and then to say to the weeping
girl at his side:
'Do not cry so, Heart of Gold; trust me and fear nothing.' And so
they reached the lake.
In an instant the sheep were scattered all over the meadows, and
the prince placed his hawk on the tree, and his pipes on the grass,
while he bade his greyhounds lie beside them. Then he rolled up his
trousers and his sleeves, and waded into the water, calling:
'Dragon! dragon! if you are not a coward, come forth, and let us
have one more fight together.' And the dragon answered: 'I am
waiting for you, O prince'; and the next minute he reared himself
out of the water, huge and horrible to see. Swiftly he drew near to
the bank, and the prince sprang to meet him, and they grasped each
other round the body and fought till it was noon. And when the sun
was at its hottest, the dragon cried:
'O prince, let me dip my burning head in the lake, and I will hurl
you to the top of the sky.' But the prince answered:
'Oh, ho! my good dragon, do not crow too soon! If the emperor's
daughter were only here, and she would kiss my forehead, I would
throw you higher still.'
Hardly had he spoken, when the princess, who had been listening,
ran up and kissed him on the forehead. Then the prince swung the
dragon straight up into the clouds, and when he touched the earth
again, he broke into a thousand pieces. Out of the pieces there
sprang a wild boar and galloped away, but the prince called his
hounds to give chase, and they caught the boar and tore it to bits.
Out of the pieces there sprang a hare, and in a moment the
greyhounds were after it, and they caught it and killed it; and out of
the hare there came a pigeon. Quickly the prince let loose his
hawk, which soared straight into the air, then swooped upon the
bird and brought it to his master. The prince cut open its body and
found the sparrow inside, as the old woman had said.
'Now,' cried the prince, holding the sparrow in his hand, 'now you
shall tell me where I can find my brothers.'
'Do not hurt me,' answered the sparrow, 'and I will tell you with all
my heart.' Behind your father's castle stands a mill, and in the mill
are three slender twigs. Cut off these twigs and strike their roots
with them, and the iron door of a cellar will open. In the cellar you
will find as many people, young and old, women and children, as
would fill a kingdom, and among them are your brothers.'
By this time twilight had fallen, so the prince washed himself in the
lake, took the hawk on his shoulder and the pipes under his arm,
and with his greyhounds before him and his flock behind him,
marched gaily into the town, the princess following them all, still
trembling with fright. And so they passed through the streets,
thronged with a wondering crowd, till they reached the castle.
Unknown to anyone, the emperor had stolen out on horseback, and
had hidden himself on the hill, where he could see all that happened.
When all was over, and the power of the dragon was broken for
ever, he rode quickly back to the castle, and was ready to receive
the prince with open arms, and to promise him his daughter to wife.
The wedding took place with great splendour, and for a whole
week the town was hung with coloured lamps, and tables were
spread in the hall of the castle for all who chose to come and eat.
And when the feast was over, the prince told the emperor and the
people who he really was, and at this everyone rejoiced still more,
and preparations were made for the prince and princess to return to
their own kingdom, for the prince was impatient to set free his
brothers.
The first thing he did when he reached his native country was to
hasten to the mill, where he found the three twigs as the sparrow
had told him. The moment that he struck the root the iron door
flew open, and from the cellar a countless multitude of men and
women streamed forth. He bade them go one by one wheresoever
they would, while he himself waited by the door till his brothers
passed through. How delighted they were to meet again, and to
hear all that the prince had done to deliver them from their
enchantment. And they went home with him and served him all the
days of their lives, for they said that he only who had proved
himself brave and faithful was fit to be king.
[From Volksmarehen der Serben.]
Little Wildrose
Once upon a time the things in this story happened, and if they had
not happened then the story would never have been told. But that
was the time when wolves and lambs lay peacefully together in one
stall, and shepherds dined on grassy banks with kings and queens.
Once upon a time, then, my dear good children, there lived a man.
Now this man was really a hundred years old, if not fully twenty
years more. And his wife was very old too--how old I do not
know; but some said she was as old as the goddess Venus herself.
They had been very happy all these years, but they would have been
happier still if they had had any children; but old though they were
they had never made up their minds to do without them, and often
they would sit over the fire and talk of how they would have
brought up their children if only some had come to their house.
One day the old man seemed sadder and more thoughtful than was
common with him, and at last he said to his wife: 'Listen to me, old
woman!'
'What do you want?' asked she.
'Get me some money out of the chest, for I am going a long
journey--all through the world--to see if I cannot find a child, for
my heart aches to think that after I am dead my house will fall into
the hands of a stranger. And this let me tell you: that if I never find
a child I shall not come home again.'
Then the old man took a bag and filled it with food and money, and
throwing it over his shoulders, bade his wife farewell.
For long he wandered, and wandered, and wandered, but no child
did he see; and one morning his wanderings led him to a forest
which was so thick with trees that no light could pass through the
branches. The old man stopped when he saw this dreadful place,
and at first was afraid to go in; but he remembered that, after all, as
the proverb says: 'It is the unexpected that happens,' and perhaps in
the midst of this black spot he might find the child he was seeking.
So summoning up all his courage he plunged boldly in.
How long he might have been walking there he never could have
told you, when at last he reached the mouth of a cave where the
darkness seemed a hundred times darker than the wood itself.
Again he paused, but he felt as if something was driving him to
enter, and with a beating heart he stepped in.
For some minutes the silence and darkness so appalled him that he
stood where he was, not daring to advance one step. Then he made
a great effort and went on a few paces, and suddenly, far before
him, he saw the glimmer of a light. This put new heart into him,
and he directed his steps straight towards the faint rays, till he could
see, sitting by it, an old hermit, with a long white beard.
The hermit either did not hear the approach of his visitor, or
pretended not to do so, for he took no notice, and continued to
read his book. After waiting patiently for a little while, the old man
fell on his knees, and said: 'Good morning, holy father!' But he
might as well have spoken to the rock. 'Good morning, holy father,'
he said again, a little louder than before, and this time the hermit
made a sign to him to come nearer. 'My son,' whispered he, in a
voice that echoed through the cavern, 'what brings you to this dark
and dismal place? Hundreds of years have passed since my eyes
have rested on the face of a man, and I did not think to look on one
again.'.
'My misery has brought me here,' replied the old man; 'I have no
child, and all our lives my wife and I have longed for one. So I left
my home, and went out into the world, hoping that somewhere I
might find what I was seeking.'
Then the hermit picked up an apple from the ground, and gave it to
him, saying: 'Eat half of this apple, and give the rest to your wife,
and cease wandering through the world.'
The old man stooped and kissed the feet of the hermit for sheer joy,
and left the cave. He made his way through the forest as fast as the
darkness would let him, and at length arrived in flowery fields,
which dazzled him with their brightness. Suddenly he was seized
with a desperate thirst, and a burning in his throat. He looked for a
stream but none was to be seen, and his tongue grew more parched
every moment. At length his eyes fell on the apple, which all this
while he had been holding in his hand, and in his thirst he forgot
what the hermit had told him, and instead of eating merely his own
half, he ate up the old woman's also; after that he went to sleep.
When he woke up he saw something strange lying on a bank a little
way off, amidst long trails of pink roses. The old man got up,
rubbed his eyes, and went to see what it was, when, to his surprise
and joy, it proved to be a little girl about two years old, with a skin
as pink and white as the roses above her. He took her gently in his
arms, but she did not seem at all frightened, and only jumped and
crowed with delight; and the old man wrapped his cloak round her,
and set off for home as fast as his legs would carry him.
When they were close to the cottage where they lived he laid the
child in a pail that was standing near the door, and ran into the
house, crying: 'Come quickly, wife, quickly, for I have brought you
a daughter, with hair of gold and eyes like stars!'
At this wonderful news the old woman flew downstairs, almost
tumbling down ill her eagerness to see the treasure; but when her
husband led her to the pail it was perfectly empty! The old man was
nearly beside himself with horror, while his wife sat down and
sobbed with grief and disappointment. There was not a spot round
about which they did not search, thinking that somehow the child
might have got out of the pail and hidden itself for fun; but the little
girl was not there, and there was no sign of her.
'Where can she be?' moaned the old man, in despair. 'Oh, why did I
ever leave her, even for a moment? Have the fairies taken her, or
has some wild beast carried her off?' And they began their search all
over again; but neither fairies nor wild beasts did they meet with,
and with sore hearts they gave it up at last and turned sadly into the
hut.
And what had become of the baby? Well, finding herself left alone
in a strange place she began to cry with fright, and an eagle
hovering near, heard her, and went to see what the sound came
from. When he beheld the fat pink and white creature he thought of
his hungry little ones at home, and swooping down he caught her
up in his claws and was soon flying with her over the tops of the
trees. In a few minutes he reached the one in which he had built his
nest, and laying little Wildrose (for so the old man had called her)
among his downy young eaglets, he flew away. The eaglets
naturally were rather surprised at this strange animal, so suddenly
popped down in their midst, but instead of beginning to eat her, as
their father expected, they nestled up close to her and spread out
their tiny wings to shield her from the sun.
Now, in the depths of the forest where the eagle had built his nest,
there ran a stream whose waters were poisonous, and on the banks
of this stream dwelt a horrible lindworm with seven heads. The
lindworm had often watched the eagle flying about the top of the
tree, carrying food to his young ones and, accordingly, he watched
carefully for the moment when the eaglets began to try their wings
and to fly away from the nest. Of course, if the eagle himself was
there to protect them even the lindworm, big and strong as he was,
knew that he could do nothing; but when he was absent, any little
eaglets who ventured too near the ground would be sure to
disappear down the monster's throat. Their brothers, who had been
left behind as too young and weak to see the world, knew nothing
of all this, but supposed their turn would soon come to see the
world also. And in a few days their eyes, too, opened and their
wings flapped impatiently, and they longed to fly away above the
waving tree-tops to mountain and the bright sun beyond. But that
very midnight the lindworm, who was hungry and could not wait
for his supper, came out of the brook with a rushing noise, and
made straight for the tree. Two eyes of flame came creeping
nearer, nearer, and two fiery tongues were stretching themselves
out closer, closer, to the little birds who were trembling and
shuddering in the farthest corner of the nest. But just as the
tongues had almost reached them, the lindworm gave a fearful cry,
and turned and fell backwards. Then came the sound of battle from
the ground below, and the tree shook, though there was no wind,
and roars and snarls mixed together, till the eaglets felt more
frightened than ever, and thought their last hour had come. Only
Wildrose was undisturbed, and slept sweetly through it all.
In the morning the eagle returned and saw traces of a fight below
the tree, and here and there a handful of yellow mane lying about,
and here and there a hard scaly substance; when he saw that he
rejoiced greatly, and hastened to the nest.
'Who has slain the lindworm?' he asked of his children; there were
so many that he did not at first miss the two which the lindworm
had eaten. But the eaglets answered that they could not tell, only
that they had been in danger of their lives, and at the last moment
they had been delivered. Then the sunbeam had struggled through
the thick branches and caught Wildrose's golden hair as she lay
curled up in the corner, and the eagle wondered, as he looked,
whether the little girl had brought him luck, and it was her magic
which had killed his enemy.
'Children,' he said, 'I brought her here for your dinner, and you have
not touched her; what is the meaning of this?' But the eaglets did
not answer, and Wildrose opened her eyes, and seemed seven times
lovelier than before.
>From that day Wildrose lived like a little princess. The eagle flew
about the wood and collected the softest, greenest moss he could
find to make her a bed, and then he picked with his beak all the
brightest and prettiest flowers in the fields or on the mountains to
decorate it. So cleverly did he manage it that there was not a fairy
in the whole of the forest who would not have been pleased to sleep
there, rocked to and fro by the breeze on the treetops. And when
the little ones were able to fly from their nest he taught them where
to look for the fruits and berries which she loved.
So the time passed by, and with each year Wildrose grew taller and
more beautiful, and she lived happily in her nest and never wanted
to go out of it, only standing at the edge in the sunset, and looking
upon the beautiful world. For company she had all the birds in the
forest, who came and talked to her, and for playthings the strange
flowers which they brought her from far, and the butterflies which
danced with her. And so the days slipped away, and she was
fourteen years old.
One morning the emperor's son went out to hunt, and he had not
ridden far, before a deer started from under a grove of trees, and
ran before him. The prince instantly gave chase, and where the stag
led he followed, till at length he found himself in the depths of the
forest, where no man before had trod.
The trees were so thick and the wood so dark, that he paused for a
moment and listened, straining his ears to catch some sound to
break a silence which almost frightened him. But nothing came, not
even the baying of a hound or the note of a horn. He stood still,
and wondered if he should go on, when, on looking up, a stream of
light seemed to flow from the top of a tall tree. In its rays he could
see the nest with the young eaglets, who were watching him over
the side. The prince fitted an arrow into his bow and took his aim,
but, before he could let fly, another ray of light dazzled him; so
brilliant was it, that his bow dropped, and he covered his face with
his hands. When at last he ventured to peep, Wildrose, with her
golden hair flowing round her, was looking at him. This was the
first time she had seen a man.
'Tell me how I can reach you?' cried he; but Wildrose smiled and
shook her head, and sat down quietly.
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