The third Sunday the little girl appeared in a diamond dress. At the

dance, again, she was the soul of the evening; but this time the young

men wanted her to stay to the end of the ball, and watched her very

closely, so that she might not escape. When, therefore, she tried to get

away, she was in such a hurry that she had no time to pick up a shoe she

accidentally dropped in the corridor; she was just in time to receive

her sisters. The shoe came into the possession of the prince, who hid

it carefully. After a few days the prince fell very ill, and the best

physicians could not find a cure for him; his father was very nearly in

despair about his only son's health, when a foreign doctor maintained

that the patient could only be cured by marrying, because he was

love-sick. His father, therefore, implored him to make him a full

confession of his love, and, whoever the person whom he wished might be,

he should have her. The prince produced the shoe, and declared that he

wanted the young lady to whom the shoe belonged. So it was announced

throughout the whole realm, that all the ladies of the country should

appear next Sunday to try on the shoe, and whosoever's foot it fitted

she should become the prince's wife. On Sunday the ladies swarmed in

crowds to the capital. Nor were the two eldest of the three sisters

missing, who had had their feet previously scraped with a knife by their

youngest sister, so that they might be smaller. The youngest sister also

got ready after their departure, and, having wrapped the mate of the

lost shoe in a handkerchief, she jumped on the pony's back in her best

dress, and rode to the appointed place. She overtook her sisters on the

road, and, jumping the pony into a puddle, splashed them all over with

mud. The moment she was seen approaching 100 cannons were fired off, and

all the bells were rung; but she wouldn't acknowledge the shoe as her

own without a trial, and, therefore, tried it on. The shoe fitted her

exactly, and when she produced its mate, 300 cannons greeted her as the

future queen. She accepted the honour upon one condition, namely, that

the king should restore her father's conquered realm. Her wish was

granted, and she became the prince's wife. Her sisters were conducted

back to their royal father, who was now rich and powerful once more;

where they live still, if they have not died since.

CINDER JACK.

A peasant had three sons. One morning he sent out the eldest to guard

the vineyard. The lad went, and was cheerfully eating a cake he had

taken with him, when a frog crept up to him, and asked him to let it

have some of his cake. "Anything else?" asked the lad angrily, and

picked up a stone to drive the frog away. The frog left without a word,

and the lad soon fell asleep, and, on awaking, found the whole vineyard

laid waste. The next day the father sent his second son into the

vineyard, but he fared like the first.

The father was very angry about it, and did not know what to do;

whereupon his youngest son spoke up, who was always sitting in a corner

amongst the ashes, and was not thought fit for anything, and whom for

this reason they nicknamed Cinder Jack. "My father, send me out, and I

will take care of the vineyard." His father and his brothers laughed at

him, but they allowed him to have a trial; so Cinder Jack went to the

vineyard, and, taking out his cake, began to eat it. The frog again

appeared, and asked for a piece of cake, which was given to him at once.

Having finished their breakfast, the frog gave the lad a copper, a

silver, and a gold rod; and told him, that three horses would appear

shortly, of copper, silver, and gold, and they would try to trample down

the vineyard; but, if he beat them with the rods he had given him they

would at once become tame, and be his servants, and could at any time be

summoned to carry out his orders. It happened as the frog foretold; and

the vineyard produced a rich vintage. But Cinder Jack never told his

master or his brothers how he had been able to preserve the vineyard; in

fact, he concealed all, and again spent his time as usual, lying about

in his favourite corner.

One Sunday the king had a high fir pole erected in front of the church,

and a golden rosemary tied to the top, and promised his daughter to him

who should be able to take it down in one jump on horseback. All the

knights of the realm tried their fortune, but not one of them was able

to jump high enough. But all of a sudden a knight clad in copper mail,

on a copper horse, appeared with his visor down, and snatched the

rosemary with an easy jump, and quickly disappeared. When his two

brothers got home they told Cinder Jack what had happened, and he

remarked, that he saw the whole proceeding much better, and on being

asked "Where from?" his answer was, "From the top of the hoarding." His

brothers had the hoarding pulled down at once, so that their younger

brother might not look on any more. Next Sunday a still higher pole,

with a golden apple at the top, was set up; and whosoever wished to

marry the king's daughter had to take the apple down. Again, hundreds

upon hundreds tried, but all in vain; till, at last, a knight in silver

mail, on a silver horse, took it, and disappeared. Cinder Jack again

told his brothers that he saw the festivities much better than they did;

he saw them, he said, from the pig-stye; so this was pulled down also.

The third Sunday a silk kerchief interwoven with gold was displayed at

the top of a still higher fir pole, and, as nobody succeeded in getting

it, a knight in gold mail, on a gold horse, appeared; snatched it down,

and galloped off. Cinder Jack again told his brothers that he saw all

from the top of the house; and his envious brothers had the roof of the

house taken off, so that the youngest brother might not look on again.

The king now had it announced that the knight who had shown himself

worthy of his daughter should report himself, and should bring with him

the gold rosemary, the apple, and the silk kerchief; but no one came. So

the king ordered every man in the realm to appear before him, and still

the knight in question could not be found; till, at last, he arrived

clad in gold mail on a gold charger; whereupon the bells were at once

rung, and hundreds and hundreds of cannons fired. The knight, having

handed to the princess the golden rosemary, the apple, and the kerchief,

respectfully demanded her hand, and, having obtained it, lifted his

visor, and the populace, to their great astonishment, recognised Cinder

Jack, whom they had even forgotten to ask to the king's presence. The

good-hearted lad had his brothers' house rebuilt, and gave them presents

as well. He took his father to his house, as the old king died soon

after. Cinder Jack is reigning still, and is respected and honoured by

all his subjects!

THE THREE BROTHERS.

There was once a poor man who had three sons. "My sons," said he to them

one day, "you have not seen anything yet, and you have no experience

whatever; it is time for you to go to different countries and try your

luck in the world; so get ready for the journey, and go as far as your

eyes can see." The three lads got ready, and, having filled their bags

with cakes specially prepared For the occasion, they left home. They

went on and on till at last they got tired and lay down,--the two elder

then proposed that, as it became good brethren, they should all share

equally, and that they should begin with the youngest's provisions, and

when they were finished should divide those of the second, and lastly

those of the eldest. And so it happened; on the first day the youngest's

bag was emptied; but the second day, when meal-time came, the two eldest

would not give the youngest anything, and when he insisted on receiving

his share, they gouged out his eyes and left him to starve. For the

present let us leave the two eldest to continue their way, and let's

see what became of the poor blind lad. He, resigning himself to God's

will, groped his way about, till, alas! he dropped into a well. There

was no water in it, but a great deal of mud; when he dropped into it the

mud splashed all over his body, and he felt quite a new man again and

ever so much better. Having besmeared his face and the hollows of his

eyes with the mud he again saw clearly, because the healing power of the

miracle-working mud had renewed his eyes once more, and his whole face

became of a beautiful complexion.

The lad took as much mud in a flower pot with him as he could carry and

continued his journey, when suddenly he noticed a little mouse quite

crushed, imploring him for help; he took pity on it, and, having

besmeared it with the miraculous mud, the mouse was cured, and gave to

his benefactor a small whistle, with the direction that if anything

happened to him he had to blow the whistle, and the mouse, who was the

king of mice, would come to his help with all his mates on earth. He

continued his way and found a bee quite crushed and cured it too with

the mud, and obtained another whistle, which he had to blow in case of

danger, and the queen of the bees would come to his aid. Again going on

he found a wolf shockingly bruised; at first he had not courage to cure

it, being afraid that it would eat him; but the wolf implored so long

that at last he cured him too, and the wolf became strong and beautiful;

the wolf, too, gave him a whistle to use in time of need.

The lad went on till at last he came to the royal town, where he was

engaged as servant to the king. His two brothers were there already in

the same service, and, having recognised him, tried in every way to

destroy him. After long deliberation as to how to carry out their plan

they went to the king and falsely accused their brother of having told

them that he was able to gather the corn of the whole land into the

king's barn in one night; the lad denied it, but all in vain. The king

declared that if all the corn was not in the barn by the morning he

would hang him. The lad wept and wailed for a long time, when suddenly

he remembered his whistles, and blew into the one that the mouse had

given him and when the mice came he told them his misfortunes: by

midnight all the corn of the country was gathered together. Next day his

brothers were more angry still, and falsely said to the king that their

brother was able to build a beautiful bridge of wax from the royal

castle to the market place in one night; the king ordered him to do this

too, and having blown his second whistle the bees, who appeared to

receive his command, did the task for him. Next morning from his window

the king very much admired the beautiful arched bridge; his brothers

nearly burst in their rage, and spread the report that their brother was

able to bring twelve of the strongest wolves into the royal courtyard by

the next morning. They firmly believed that on this occasion they were

quite sure of their victory, because either the wolves would tear their

brother in pieces, or if he could not fulfil the task the king would

have him executed; but again they were out of their reckoning: the lad

blew his third whistle and the king of wolves arrived to receive his

orders. He told him his misfortune, and the wolf ordered not only

twelve, but all his mates in the country, into the royal courtyard. The

lad now sat on the back of the king of wolves, and drove with a whip the

whole pack in front of him, who tore everything in pieces that crossed

them. There was a great deal of weeping, imploring, and wailing in the

royal palace, but all in vain; the king promised a sack full of gold,

but all in vain. The king of the wolves, heedless of any words, urged on

the pack by howling at them continually: "Drive on! Seize them!" The

king promised more; two sacks, three sacks, ten, or even twenty sacks

full of gold were offered but not accepted; the wolves tore everyone in

pieces; the two brothers perished, and so did the king and all his

servants, and only his daughter was spared; the lad married her,

occupied the king's throne, and lives happily to this day if he has not

died since. In his last letter he promised to come and see us to-morrow.

THE THREE VALUABLE THINGS.

There were once two kings who lived in great friendship; one had three

sons, the other a daughter. The two fathers made an agreement, that in

case of either of them dying, the other should become guardian of the

orphans; and that if one of the boys married the girl he should inherit

her property. Very soon after the girl's father died, and she went to

live with her guardian. After a little time the eldest boy went to his

father and asked the girl's hand, threatening to commit suicide if his

request was refused; his father promised to give him a reply in three

weeks. At the end of the first week the second son asked the girl's

hand, and threatened to blow out his brains if he could not wed her; the

king promised to reply to him in a fortnight. At the end of the second

week, the youngest asked for the girl, and his father bade him wait a

week for his answer. The day arrived when all three had to receive their

reply, and their father addressed them thus: "My sons, you all three

love the girl, but you know too well that only one can have her. I will,

therefore, give her to the one who will show himself the most worthy of

her. You had better go, wherever you please, and see the world, and

return in one year from this day, and the girl shall be his who will

bring the most valuable thing from his journey." The princes consented

to this, and started on their journey, travelling together till they

came to a tall oak in the nearest wood; the road here divided into three

branches; the eldest chose the one leading west, the second selected the

one running south, and the third son the branch turning off to the east.

Before separating, they decided to return to the same place after the

lapse of exactly one year, and to make the homeward journey together.

The eldest looked at everything that he found worthy of note during his

travels, and spared no expense to get something excellent: after a long

journey hither and thither, he at last succeeded in getting a telescope

by the aid of which he could see to the end of the world; so he decided

to take it back to his father, as the most valuable thing he had found.

The second son also endeavoured to find something so valuable that the

possession of it should make him an easy winner in the competition for

the girl's hand: after a long search he found a cloak by means of which,

when he put it on and thought of a place, he was immediately transported

there. The youngest, after long wandering, bought an orange which had

power to restore to life the dead when put under the corpse's nose,

provided death had not taken place more than twenty-four hours before.

These were the three valuable things that were to be brought home; and,

as the year was nearly up, the eldest and the youngest were already on

their way back to the oak: the second son only was still enjoying

himself in various places, as one second was enough for him to get to

the meeting place. The two having arrived at the oak, the middle one

appeared after a little while, and they then shewed each other the

valuables acquired; next they looked through the telescope, and to their

horror they saw that the lady for the possession of whom they had been

working hard for a whole year, was lying dead; so they all three slipped

hurriedly into the cloak, and as quick as thought arrived at home; the

father told them in great grief that the girl could belong to no one as

she was dead: they inquired when she died, and receiving an answer that

she had been dead not quite twenty-four hours, the youngest rushed up to

her, and restored her to life with his magic orange. Now there was a

good deal of litigation and quarrelling among the three lads: the eldest

claimed the greatest merit for himself, because, he said, had they not

seen through his telescope that the girl was dead they would have been

still lingering at the oak, and the orange would have been of no avail;

the second maintained that if they had not got home so quickly with his

cloak the orange would have been of no use; the third claimed his orange

as the best, for restoring the girl to life, without which the other two

would have been useless. In order to settle the dispute, they called all

the learned and old people of the realm together, and these awarded the

girl to the youngest, and all three were satisfied with the award, and

the two others gave up all idea about suicide. The eldest, by the aid of

his telescope, found himself a wife who was the prettiest royal princess

on earth, and married her: the second heard of one who was known for her

virtue and beauty, and got into his cloak, and went to her, and so all

three to their great satisfaction led their brides to the altar, and

became as happy as men can be.

THE LITTLE MAGIC PONY.

Once a poor man had twelve sons, and, not having sufficient means to

keep them at home, he sent them into the great world to earn their bread

by work and to try their fortunes. The brothers wandered twelve days and

nights over hills and dales till at last they came to a wealthy king,

who engaged them as grooms, and promised them each three hundred

florins a year for their wages. Among the king's horses there was a

half-starved looking, decrepit little pony; the eleven eldest boys

continually beat and ill-treated this animal on account of its ugliness,

but the youngest always took great care of it, he even saved all the

bread crumbs and other little dainties for his little invalid pony, for

which his brothers very often chaffed him, and in course of time they

treated him with silent contempt, believing him to be a lunatic; he bore

their insults patiently, and their badgering without a murmur, in the

same way as the little pony the bad treatment it received. The year of

service having come to an end, the lads received their wages, and as a

reward they were also each allowed to choose a horse from the king's

stud. The eleven eldest chose the best-looking horses, but the youngest

only begged leave to take the poor little decrepit pony with him. His

brothers tried to persuade him to give up the foolish idea, but, all in

vain, he would have no other horse.

The little pony now confessed to his keeper that it was a magic horse,

and that whenever it wanted it could change into the finest charger and

could gallop as fast as lightning. The twelve brothers then started

homewards; the eleven eldest were proudly jumping and prancing about on

their fine horses, whereas the youngest dragged his horse by its halter

along the road: at one time they came to a boggy place and the poor

little decrepit pony sank into it. The eleven brothers who had gone on

before were very angry about it, as they were obliged to return and drag

their brother's horse out of the mud: after a short journey the

youngest's again stuck in the mud, and his brothers had to drag it out

again, swearing at him all the time. When at last it stuck the third

time they would not listen any more to their brother's cries for help.

"Let them go," said the little pony, and after a short time inquired if

they had gone far? "They have," answered the lad. Again, after a short

time, the pony inquired whether he could still see them. "They look like

flying crows or black spots in the distance," replied his master. "Can

you see them now?" asked the pony in a few minutes. "No," was the reply;

thereupon the pony jumped out of the mud and, taking the lad on its

back, rushed forth like lightning, leaving the others far behind. Having

arrived at home the pony became poor and decrepit as before, and crawled

on to the dung heap, eating the straw it found there, the lad concealing

himself behind the oven. The others having arrived showed their wages

and horses to their father, and being asked about their brother they

replied that he had become an idiot, and chosen as his reward an ugly

pony, just such a one as the one on the dung heap, and that he stuck

fast in a bog, and perhaps was now dead. "It is not true," called out

the youngest from behind the oven, and stepped forth to the astonishment

of all.

Having spent a few days in enjoying themselves at their father's house,

the lads again started on a journey to find wives. They had already

journeyed over seven countries and seven villages as well, and had not

as yet been able to find twelve girls suitable for them, till at last,

as the sun was setting, they came across an old woman with an iron nose,

who was ploughing her field with twelve mares; she asked of them what

they sought, and, having learned the object of their wanderings, she

proposed that they should look at her twelve daughters: the lads having

consented, the old woman drove her twelve mares home and took the lads

into her house and introduced them to her daughters, who were none

others than the twelve mares they saw before. In the evening she bade

each lad go to bed with one of the girls; the eldest lad got into bed

with the eldest girl and so on, her youngest, who was the favourite

daughter and had golden hair, becoming the youngest lad's bedfellow.

This girl informed the lad that it was her mother's intention to kill

his eleven brothers; and so, in order to save them, on their all falling

asleep, the youngest lad got up and laid all his brothers next to the

wall, making all the girls lie outside, and having done this, quietly

crept back into his bed.

After a little while, the old woman with the iron nose got up and, with

a huge sword, cut off the heads of the eleven sleepers who were lying

outside, and then she went back to bed to sleep. Thereupon the youngest

lad again got up, and, waking his brothers, told them how he had saved

them, and urged them to flee as soon as possible. So they hurried off,

their brother remaining there till daybreak. At dawn he noticed that the

old woman was getting up, and that she was coming to examine the beds,

so he, too, got up, and sat on his pony, taking the little girl with the

golden hair with him. The old woman with the iron nose, as soon as she

found out the fraud, picked up a poker, turned it into a horse, and flew

after them; when she had nearly overtaken them, the little pony gave the

lad a currycomb, a brush, and a piece of a horse-rug, and bade him throw

first the currycomb behind him, and in case it did not answer, to throw

the brush, and as a last resource the piece of horse-rug; the lad threw

the currycomb, and in one moment it became a dense forest, with as many

trees as there were teeth in the comb; by the time that the old woman

had broken her way through the wood, the couple had travelled a long

distance. When the old woman came very near again, the lad threw the

brush behind him, and it at once became a dense forest, having as many

trees as there were bristles in the brush. The old woman had the

greatest difficulty in working her way through the wood; but again she

drew close to their heels, and very nearly caught them, when the lad

threw the horse-rug away, and it became such a dense forest between them

and the old woman, that it looked like one immense tree; with all her

perseverance, the old woman could not penetrate this wood, so she

changed into a pigeon to enable her to fly over it; but as soon as the

pony noticed this he turned into a vulture, swooped down on the pigeon,

and tore it in pieces with his claws, thus saving both the lad and the

pretty girl with the golden hair from the fury of the hateful old woman

with the iron nose.

While the eleven elder brothers were still out looking after wives, the

youngest married the pretty little girl with the golden hair, and they

still live merrily together, out of all danger, if they have not died

since.

THE BEGGAR'S PRESENTS.

There was once a very poor man, who went into the wood to fell trees for

his own use. The sweat ran down his cheeks, from his hard work, when all

at once an old beggar appeared and asked for alms. The poor man pitied

him very much, and, putting his axe on the ground, felt in his bag, and,

with sincere compassion, shared his few bits of bread with the poor old

beggar. The latter, having eaten his bread, spoke thus to the

wood-cutter: "My son, here! for your kindness accept this table-cloth,

and whenever hereafter you feel need and are hungry, say to the cloth,

'Spread thyself, little cloth,' and your table will be laid, and covered

with the best meats and drinks. I am the rewarder of all good deeds, and

I give this to you for your benevolence." Thereupon the old man

disappeared, and the wood-cutter turned homewards in great joy.

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