THERE lived once an old Queen, whose husband had been dead many years.
She had a beautiful daughter who was promised in marriage to a King's
son living a great way off. When the time appointed for the wedding drew
near, and the old Queen had to send her daughter into the foreign land,
she got together many costly things, furniture and cups and jewels and
adornments, both of gold and silver, everything proper for the dowry of
a royal Princess, for she loved her daughter dearly. She gave her also a
waiting gentlewoman to attend her and to give her into the bridegroom's
hands; and they were each to have a horse for the journey, and the
Princess's horse was named Falada, and he could speak. When the time for
parting came, the old Queen took her daughter to her chamber, and with a
little knife she cut her own finger so that it bled; and she held
beneath it a white napkin, and on it fell three drops of blood; and she
gave it to her daughter, bidding her take care of it, for it would be
needful to her on the way. Then they took leave of each other; and the
Princess put the napkin in her bosom, got on her horse, and set out to
go to the bridegroom. After she had ridden an hour, she began to feel
very thirsty, and she said to the waiting-woman,
"Get down, and fill my cup that you are carrying with water from the
brook; I have great desire to drink."
"Get down yourself," said the waiting-woman, "and if you are thirsty
stoop down and drink; I will not be your slave."
[Illustration: GOOSE GIRL
'O WIND, BLOW CONRAD'S HAT AWAY,
AND MAKE HIM FOLLOW AS IT FLIES,
WHILE I WITH MY GOLD HAIR WILL PLAY
AND BIND IT UP IN SEEMLY WISE.' ]
And as her thirst was so great, the Princess had to get down and to
stoop and drink of the water of the brook, and could not have her gold
cup to serve her. "Oh dear!" said the poor Princess. And the three drops
of blood heard her, and said,
"If your mother knew of this, it would break her heart."
But the Princess answered nothing, and quietly mounted her horse again.
So they rode on some miles farther; the day was warm, the sun shone hot,
and the Princess grew thirsty once more. And when they came to a
water-course she called again to the waiting-woman and said,
"Get down, and give me to drink out of my golden cup." For she had
forgotten all that had gone before. But the waiting-woman spoke still
more scornfully and said,
"If you want a drink, you may get it yourself; I am not going to be your
slave."
So, as her thirst was so great, the Princess had to get off her horse
and to stoop towards the running water to drink, and as she stooped, she
wept and said, "Oh dear!" And the three drops of blood heard her and
answered,
"If your mother knew of this, it would break her heart!"
And as she drank and stooped over, the napkin on which were the three
drops of blood fell out of her bosom and floated down the stream, and in
her distress she never noticed it; not so the waiting-woman, who
rejoiced because she should have power over the bride, who, now that she
had lost the three drops of blood, had become weak, and unable to defend
herself. And when she was going to mount her horse again the
waiting-woman cried,
"Falada belongs to me, and this jade to you." And the Princess had to
give way and let it be as she said. Then the waiting-woman ordered the
Princess with many hard words to take off her rich clothing and to put
on her plain garments, and then she made her swear to say nothing of the
matter when they came to the royal court; threatening to take her life
if she refused. And all the while Falada noticed and remembered.
The waiting-woman then mounting Falada, and the Princess the sorry jade,
they journeyed on till they reached the royal castle. There was great
joy at their coming, and the King's son hastened to meet them, and
lifted the waiting woman from her horse, thinking she was his bride; and
then he led her up the stairs, while the real Princess had to remain
below. But the old King, who was looking out of the window, saw her
standing in the yard, and noticed how delicate and gentle and beautiful
she was, and then he went down and asked the seeming bride who it was
that she had brought with her and that was now standing in the
courtyard.
"Oh!" answered the bride, "I only brought her with me for company; give
the maid something to do, that she may not be for ever standing idle."
But the old King had no work to give her; until he bethought him of a
boy he had who took care of the geese, and that she might help him. And
so the real Princess was sent to keep geese with the goose-boy, who was
called Conrad.
Soon after the false bride said to the Prince,
"Dearest husband, I pray thee do me a pleasure."
"With all my heart," answered he.
"Then" said she, "send for the knacker, that he may carry off the horse
I came here upon, and make away with him; he was very troublesome to me
on the journey." For she was afraid that the horse might tell how she
had behaved to the Princess. And when the order had been given that
Falada should die, it came to the Princess's ears, and she came to the
knacker's man secretly, and promised him a piece of gold if he would do
her a service. There was in the town a great dark gate-way through which
she had to pass morning and evening with her geese, and she asked the
man to take Falada's head and to nail it on the gate, that she might
always see it as she passed by. And the man promised, and he took
Falada's head and nailed it fast in the dark gate-way.
Early next morning as she and Conrad drove their geese through the gate,
she said as she went by,
"O Falada, dost thou hang there?"
And the head answered,
"Princess, dost thou so meanly fare?
But if thy mother knew thy pain,
Her heart would surely break in twain."
But she went on through the town, driving her geese to the field. And
when they came into the meadows, she sat down and undid her hair, which
was all of gold, and when Conrad saw how it glistened, he wanted to pull
out a few hairs for himself. And she said,
"O wind, blow Conrad's hat away,
Make him run after as it flies,
While I with my gold hair will play,
And twist it up in seemly wise."
Then there came a wind strong enough to blow Conrad's hat far away over
the fields, and he had to run after it; and by the time he came back she
had put up her hair with combs and pins, and he could not get at any to
pull it out; and he was sulky and would not speak to her; so they looked
after the geese until the evening came, and then they went home.
The next morning, as they passed under the dark gate-way, the Princess
said,
"O Falada, dost thou hang there?"
And Falada answered,
"Princess, dost thou so meanly fare?
But if thy mother knew thy pain,
Her heart would surely break in twain."
And when they reached the fields she sat down and began to comb out her
hair; then Conrad came up and wanted to seize upon some of it, and she
cried,
"O wind, blow Conrad's hat away,
Make him run after as it flies,
While I with my gold hair will play,
And do it up in seemly wise."
Then the wind came and blew Conrad's hat very far away, so that he had
to run after it, and when he came back again her hair was put up again,
so that he could pull none of it out; and they tended the geese until
the evening.
And after they had got home, Conrad went to the old King and said, "I
will tend the geese no longer with that girl!"
"Why not?" asked the old King.
"Because she vexes me the whole day long," answered Conrad. Then the old
King ordered him to tell how it was.
"Every morning," said Conrad, "as we pass under the dark gate-way with
the geese, there is an old horse's head hanging on the wall, and she
says to it,
"O Falada, dost thou hang there?"
And the head answers,
"Princess, dost thou so meanly fare?
But if thy mother knew thy pain,
Her heart would surely break in twain."
And besides this, Conrad related all that happened in the fields, and
how he was obliged to run after his hat.
The old King told him to go to drive the geese next morning as usual,
and he himself went behind the gate and listened how the maiden spoke to
Falada; and then he followed them into the fields, and hid himself
behind a bush; and he watched the goose-boy and the goose-girl tend the
geese; and after a while he saw the girl make her hair all loose, and
how it gleamed and shone. Soon she said,
"O wind, blow Conrad's hat away,
And make him follow as it flies,
While I with my gold hair will play,
And bind it up in seemly wise."
Then there came a gust of wind and away went Conrad's hat, and he after
it, while the maiden combed and bound up her hair; and the old King saw
all that went on. At last he went unnoticed away, and when the
goose-girl came back in the evening he sent for her, and asked the
reason of her doing all this.
"That I dare not tell you," she answered, "nor can I tell any man of my
woe, for when I was in danger of my life I swore an oath not to reveal
it." And he pressed her sore, and left her no peace, but he could get
nothing out of her. At last he said,
"If you will not tell it me, tell it to the iron oven," and went away.
Then she crept into the iron oven, and began to weep and to lament, and
at last she opened her heart and said,
"Here I sit forsaken of all the world, and I am a King's daughter, and a
wicked waiting-woman forced me to give up my royal garments and my place
at the bridegroom's side, and I am made a goose-girl, and have to do
mean service. And if my mother knew, it would break her heart."
Now the old King was standing outside by the oven-door listening, and he
heard all she said, and he called to her and told her to come out of the
oven. And he caused royal clothing to be put upon her, and it was a
marvel to see how beautiful she was. The old King then called his son
and proved to him that he had the wrong bride, for she was really only a
waiting-woman, and that the true bride was here at hand, she who had
been the goose-girl. The Prince was glad at heart when he saw her beauty
and gentleness; and a great feast was made ready, and all the court
people and good friends were bidden to it. The bridegroom sat in the
midst with the Princess on one side and the waiting-woman on the other;
and the false bride did not know the true one, because she was dazzled
with her glittering braveries. When all the company had eaten and drunk
and were merry, the old King gave the waiting-woman a question to
answer, as to what such an one deserved, who had deceived her masters in
such and such a manner, telling the whole story, and ending by asking,
"Now, what doom does such an one deserve?"
"No better than this," answered the false bride, "that she be put naked
into a cask, studded inside with sharp nails, and be dragged along in it
by two white horses from street to street, until she be dead."
"Thou hast spoken thy own doom," said the old King; "as thou hast said,
so shall it be done." And when the sentence was fulfilled, the Prince
married the true bride, and ever after they ruled over their kingdom in
peace and blessedness.