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ENGLISH FAIRY TALES
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Mr. and Mrs. Vinegar at home (page 169)
ENGLISH FAIRY-TALES
RETOLP-BY-FLOKAANNIE-STEEL
ILLU5TRATEP-BY ARTHUR-RACKHA/H
A^ACAM LLAN- 6--CS LT? ST- /n ARTINS • 5TRE ET LONDOAf 1927
COPYRIGHT
First Edition, Pott i,io, igiS
Second Edition., Alediiiiit Hvo, 1922
Reprinted 1927
PRINTED IN" GREAT BRITAIN BV K. ct R, CLAKK, LIMITED, EDINBURGH
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CONTENTS
St. George of Merrie England
The Story of the Three Bears
Tom-Tit-Tot ....
The Golden Snuff-Box
Tattercoats
The Three Feathers
Lazy Jack
Jack the Giant-Killer
The Three Sillies
The Golden Ball
The Two Sisters
The Laidly Worm
Titty Mouse and Tatty Mptjsi'^'. :
Jack and the Beanstalk , ,,!•,, „ •, , ,
The Black Bull of NoRiipy^'^Yo' ^ ',,' * \i \ '
Catskin .....
The Three Little Pigs
Nix Naught Nothing .
Mr. and Mrs. Vinegar .
The True History of Sir Thomas Thumb
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34 49 54 64 68 89 96
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108 114 118 134 H3 149 156 169 176
MEW YORK PUBLIC UB«««^
CIRCULATION Or^PAHT.. -NT _
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Henny-Penny
The Three Heads of the Well
Mr. Fox
Dick Whittington and his Cat
The Old Woman and her Pig
The Wee Bannock
How Jack went out to seek his Fortune
The Bogey-Beast
Little Red Riding-Hood
Childe Rowland
The Wise Men of Gotham
Caporushes
The Babes in the Wood
The Red Ettin .
The Fish and the Ring
Lawkamercyme
Master of all Masters
Molly Whuppie and the Double-faced Giant
The Ass, the Table, and the Stick
The Well of the W^Cii:iip'.;s •'£«!:).• *'. .'„ ./ \
The Rose Tree . ...
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IN COLOUR
FACE PAGE
Mr, and Mrs. Vinegar at home (page 169) . . Frontispiece
" Somebody has been at my porridge, and has eaten it all up ! " . 20
Tattercoats dancing while the goosehcrd pipes . . .50
The giant Cormoran was the terror of all the country-side . 68
Taking the keys of the castle, Jack unlocked all the doors . 72
The giant Galligantua and the wicked old magician transform the
duke's daughter into a white hind . . . .86
"Tree of mine ! O Tree of mine ! Have you seen my naughty
little maid .? " . . . . . .103
" Fee-fi-fo-fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman " , . i 29
She went along, and went along, and went along . . .144
And that is the story of Mr. and Mrs. Vinegar . . • I75
They thanked her and said good-bye, and she went on her journey 194 Many's the beating he had from the broomstick or the ladle . 209
When Puss saw the rats and mice she didn't wait to be told . 213
"Well !" she chuckled, "I am in luck ! " . . .234
She sate down and plaited herself an overall of rushes and a cap to
match .....•• 260
The fisherman and his wife had no children, and they were just
longing for a baby . . . . • -283
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Headpiece — St. George of Merrie England
When she came to St. George she started and laid her hand on her heart .......
"Somebody has been lying in my bed, — and here she is ! " "What is that you are singing, my good woman ? " A small, little, black Thing with a long tail Away That flew into the dark, and she never saw it no more They brought the Castle of the golden pillars Jack found it hard to hoist the donkey on his shoulders *'Ah ! Cousin Jack ! Kind cousin Jack ! This is heavy news indeed" ......
Headpiece — The Three Sillies ....
Headpiece — The Golden Ball
Headpiece — The Laidly Worm ....
Tatty sat down and wept ....
As he spoke he drew out of his pocket five beans . Jack seized the axe and gave a great chop at the beanstalk So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house in So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house in Well ! he huffed and he puffed . . . but he could not blow th house down ......
A spider one day attacked him ....
" I will go first and you come after, Henny-penny, Cocky-locky . .
Ducky-daddies, Goosey-poosey, and Turkey-lurkey "
So she escaped ......
The thorns closed in around her so that she was all scratche and torn ......
Dick finds that the streets of London are not paved with gold Dick Whittington hears Bow Bells
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ILLUSTRATIONS ix
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The old woman and her pig , . , .218
Headpiece — How Jack went out to seek his Fortune . . 227
They both met together upon Nottingham bridge . . 250
"A vengeance on her ! " said they. " We did not make our hedge
high enough " ...... 252
He took out the cheeses and rolled them down the hill , . 253
And they left the eel to drown . . . , .254
The hare ran on along the country way . . . .256
A courtier came riding by, and he did ask what they were seeking 257 Headpiece — Lawkamercyme . . . . .288
A funny-looking old gentleman engaged her and took her home . 290 "White-faced simminy has got a spark of hot cockalorum on
its tail "....... 291
PROPERTY OF THE
CITY OF NEW YORK
ST. GEORGE OF MERRIE ENGLAND
In the darksome depths of a thick forest Hved Kalyb the fell enchantress. Terrible were her deeds, and few there were who had the hardihood to sound the brazen trumpet which hung over the iron gate that barred the way to the Abode of Witchcraft. Terrible were the deeds of Kalyb ; but above all things she delighted in carrying off innocent new-born babes, and putting them to death.
And this, doubtless, she meant to be the fate of the infant son of the Earl of Coventry, who long long years ago was Lord High Steward of England. Certain it is that the babe's father being absent, and his mother dying at his birth, the wicked Kalyb, with spells and charms, managed to steal the child from his careless nurses.
But the babe was marked from the first for doughty deeds ; for on his breast was pictured the living image of a dragon, on his right hand was a
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blood-red cross, and on his left leg showed the golden garter.
And these signs so affected Kalyb, the fell en- chantress, that she stayed her hand ; and the child growing daily in beauty and stature, he became to her as the apple of her eye. Now, when twice seven years had passed the boy began to thirst for honour- able adventures, though the wicked enchantress wished to keep him as her own.
But he, seeking glory, utterly disdained so wicked a creature ; thus she sought to bribe him. And one day, taking him by the hand, she led him to a brazen castle and showed him six brave knights, prisoners therein. Then said she :
*' Lo ! These be the six champions of Christen- dom. Thou shalt be the seventh and thy name shall be St. George of Merrie England if thou wilt stay with me."
But he would not.
Then she led him into a magnificent stable where stood seven of the most beautiful steeds ever seen. " Six of these," said she, " belong to the six Cham- pions. The seventh and the best, the swiftest and the most powerful in the world, whose name is Bayard, will I bestow on thee, if thou wilt stay with me."
But he would not.
Then she took him to the armoury, and with her own hand buckled on a corselet of purest steel, and laced on a helmet inlaid with gold. Then, taking a mighty falchion, she gave it into his hand, and said :
" This armour which none can pierce, this sword called Ascalon, which will hew in sunder all it touches, are thine ; surely now thou wilt stop with me ? "
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But he would not.
Then she bribed him with her own magic wand, thus giving him power over all things in that en- chanted land, saying :
" Surely now wilt thou remain here ? "
But he, taking the wand, struck with it a mighty rock that stood by ; and lo ! it opened, and laid in view a wide cave garnished by the bodies of a vast number of innocent new-born infants whom the wicked enchantress had murdered.
Thus, using her power, he bade the sorceress lead the way into the place of horror, and when she had entered, he raised the magic wand yet again, and smote the rock ; and lo ! it closed for ever, and the sorceress was left to bellow forth her lamentable complaints to senseless stones.
Thus was St. George freed from the enchanted land, and taking with him the six other champions of Christendom on their steeds, he mounted Bayard and rode to the city of Coventry.
Here for nine months they abode, exercising themselves in all feats of arms. So when spring returned they set forth, as knights errant, to seek for foreign adventure.
And for thirty days and thirty nights they rode on, until, at the beginning of a new month, they came to a great wide plain. Now in the centre of this plain, where seven several ways met, there stood a great brazen pillar, and here, with high heart and courage, they bade each other farewell, and each took a separate road.
Hence, St. George, on his charger Bayard, rode till he reached the seashore where lay a good ship
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bound for the land of Egypt. Taking passage in her, after long journeying he arrived in that land when the silent wings of night were outspread, and darkness brooded on all things. Here, coming to a poor hermitage, he begged a night's lodging, on which the hermit replied :
*' Sir Knight of Merrie England — for I see her arms graven on thy breastplate — thou hast come hither in an ill time, when those alive are scarcely able to bury the dead by reason of the cruel destruc- tion waged by a terrible dragon, who ranges up and down the country by day and by night. If he have not an innocent maiden to devour each day, he sends a mortal plague amongst the people. And this has not ceased for twenty and four years, so that there is left throughout the land but one maiden, the beautiful Sabia, daughter to the King. And to-morrow must she die, unless some brave knight will slay the monster. To such will the King give his daughter in marriage, and the crown of Egypt in due time."
'* For crowns I care not," said St. George boldly, " but the beauteous maiden shall not die. I will slay the monster."
So, rising at dawn of day, he buckled on his armour, laced his helmet, and with the falchion Ascalon in his hand, bestrode Bayard, and rode into the Valley of the Dragon. Now on the way he met a procession of old women weeping and wailing, and in their midst the most beauteous damsel he had ever seen. Moved by compassion he dismounted, and bowing low before the lady entreated her to return to her father's palace, since he was about to
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kill the dreaded dragon. Whereupon the beautiful Sabia, thanking him with smiles and tears, did as he requested, and he, remounting, rode on his emprise.
Now, no sooner did the dragon catch sight of the brave Knight than its leathern throat sent out a sound more terrible than thunder, and weltering from its hideous den, it spread its burning wings and prepared to assail its foe.
Its size and appearance might well have made the stoutest heart tremble. From shoulder to tail ran full forty feet, its body was covered with silver scales, its belly was as gold, and through its flaming wings the blood ran thick and red.
So fierce was its onset, that at the very first en- counter the Knight was nigh felled to the ground ; but recovering himself he gave the dragon such a thrust with his spear that the latter shivered to a thousand pieces ; whereupon the furious monster smote him so violently with its tail that both horse and rider were overthrown.
Now, by great good chance, St. George was flung under the shade of a flowering orange tree, whose fragrance hath this virtue in it, that no poisonous beast dare come within the compass of its branches. So there the valiant knight had time to recover his senses, until with eager courage he rose, and rushing to the combat, smote the burning dragon on his burnished belly with his trusty sword Ascalon ; and thereinafter spouted out such black venom, as, falling on the armour of the Knight, burst it in twain. And ill might it have fared with St. George of Merrie England but for the orange tree, which once again gave him shelter under its branches, where, seeing
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the issue of the fight was in the Hands of the Most High, he knelt and prayed that such strength of body should be given him as would enable him to prevail. Then with a bold and courageous heart, he advanced again, and smote the fiery dragon under one of his flaming wings, so that the weapon pierced the heart, and all the grass around turned crimson with the blood that flowed from the dying monster. So St. George of England cut off the dreadful head, and hanging it on a truncheon made of the spear which at the beginning of the combat had shivered against the beast's scaly back, he mounted his steed Bayard, and proceeded to the palace of the King.
Now the King's name was Ptolemy, and when he saw that the dreaded dragon was indeed slain, he gave orders for the city to be decorated. And he sent a golden chariot with wheels of ebony and cushions of silk to bring St. George to the palace, and commanded a hundred nobles dressed in crimson velvet, and mounted on milk-white steeds richly caparisoned, to escort him thither with all honour, while musicians walked before and after, filling the air with sweetest sounds.
Now the beautiful Sabia herself washed and dressed the weary Knight's wounds, and gave him in sign of betrothal a diamond ring of purest water. Then, after he had been invested by the King with the golden spurs of knighthood and had been magnificently feasted, he retired to rest his weariness, while the beautiful Sabia from her balcony lulled him to sleep with her golden lute.
So all seemed happiness ; but alas ! dark mis- fortune was at hand.
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Almidor, the black King of Morocco, who had long wooed the Princess Sabia in vain, without having the courage to defend her, seeing that the maiden had given her whole heart to her champion, resolved to compass his destruction.
So, going to King Ptolemy, he told him — what was perchance true — namely, that the beauteous Sabia had promised St. George to become Christian, and follow him to England. Now the thought of this so enraged the King that, forgetting his debt of honour, he determined on an act of basest treachery.
Telling St. George that his love and loyalty needed further trial, he entrusted him with a message to the King of Persia, and forbade him to take with him either his horse Bayard or his sword Ascalon ; nor would he even allow him to say farewell to his beloved Sabia.
St. George then set forth sorrowfully, and sur- mounting many dangers, reached the Court of the King of Persia in safety ; but what was his anger to find that the secret missive he bore contained nothing but an earnest request to put the bearer of it to death. But he was helpless, and when sentence had been passed upon him, he was thrown into a loathly dungeon, clothed in base and servile weeds, and his arms strongly fettered up to iron bolts, while the roars of the two hungry lions who were to devour him ere long, deafened his ears. Now his rage and fury at this black treachery was such that it gave him strength, and with mighty effort he drew the staples that held his fetters ; so being part free he tore his long locks of amber-coloured hair from his head and wound them round his arms instead of
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gauntlets. So prepared he rushed on the Uons when they were let loose upon him, and thrusting his arms down their throats choked them, and therein- after tearing out their very hearts, held them up in triumph to the gaolers who stood by trembling with fear.
After this the King of Persia gave up the hopes of putting St. George to death, and, doubling the bars of the dungeon, left him to languish therein. And there the unhappy Knight remained for seven long years, his thoughts full of his lost Princess ; his only companions rats and mice and creeping worms, his only food and drink bread made of the coarsest bran and dirty water.
At last one day, in a dark corner of his dungeon, he found one of the iron staples he had drawn in his rage and fury. It was half consumed with rust, yet it was sufficient in his hands to open a passage through the walls of his cell into the King's garden. It was the time of night when all things are silent ; but St. George, listening, heard the voices of grooms in the stables ; which, entering, he found two grooms furnishing forth a horse against some business. Whereupon, taking the staple with which he had redeemed himself from prison, he slew the grooms, and mounting the palfrey rode boldly to the city gates, where he told the watchman at the Bronze Tower that St. George having escaped from the dungeon, he was in hot pursuit of him. Whereupon the gates were thrown open, and St. George, clapping spurs to his horse, found himself safe from pursuit before the first red beams of the sun shot up into the sky.
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Now, ere long, being most famished with hunger, he saw a tower set on a high clifF, and riding thither- ward determined to ask for food. But as he neared the castle he saw a beauteous damsel in a blue and eold robe seated disconsolate at a window. Where- upon, dismounting, he called aloud to her :
" Lady ! If thou hast sorrow of thine own, succour one also in distress, and give me, a Christian Knight, now almost famished, one meal's meat." To which she replied quickly :
" Sir Knight ! Fly quickly an thou canst, for my lord is a mighty giant, a follower of Mahomed, who hath sworn to destroy all Christians."
Hearing this St. George laughed loud and long. " Go tell him then, fair dame," he cried, " that a Christian Knight waits at his door, and will either satisfy his wants within his castle or slay the owner thereof."
Now the giant no sooner heard this valiant chal- lenge than he rushed forth to the combat, armed with a hugeous crowbar of iron. He was a monstrous giant, deformed, with a huge head, bristled like any boar's, with hot, glaring eyes and a mouth equaUing a tiger's. At first sight of him St. George gave him- self up for lost, not so much for fear, but for hunger and faintness of body. Still, commending himself to the Most High, he also rushed to the combat widi such poor arms as he had, and with many a regret for the loss of his magic sword Ascalon. So they fought till noon, when, just as the champion's strength was nigh finished, the giant stumbled on the root of a tree, and St. George, taking his chance, ran him through the mid-rib, so that he gasped and died.
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After which St. George entered the tower ; whereat the beautiful lady, freed from her terrible lord, set before him all manner of delicacies and pure wine with which he sufficed his hunger, rested his weary body, and refreshed his horse.
So, leaving the tower in the hands of the grateful lady, he went on his way, coming ere long to the Enchanted Garden of the necromancer Ormadine, where, embedded in the living rock, he saw a magic sword, the like of which for beauty he had never seen, the belt being beset with jaspers and sapphire stones, while the pommel was a globe of the purest silver chased in gold with these verses :
My magic will remain most firmly bound Till that a knight from the far north be found To pull this sword from out its bed of stone. Lo ! when he comes wise Ormadine must fall. Farewell, my magic power, my spell, my all.
Seeing this, St. George put his hand to the hilt, thinking to essay pulling it out by strength ; but lo ! he drew it out with as much ease as though it had hung by a thread of untwisted silk. And immediately every door in the enchanted garden flew open, and the magician Ormadine appeared, his hair standing on end ; and he, after kissing the hand of the champion, led him to a cave where a young man wrapped in a sheet of gold lay sleeping, lulled by the songs of four beautiful maidens.
" The Knight whom thou seest here ! " said the necromancer in a hollow voice, " is none other than thy brother-in-arms, the Christian Champion St. David of Wales. He also attempted to draw my
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sword but failed. Him hast thou delivered from my enchantments since they come to an end."
Now, as he spoke, came such a rattling of the skies, such a lumbering of the earth as never was, and in the twinkling of an eye the Enchanted Garden and all in it vanished from view, leaving the Champion of Wales, roused from his seven years' sleep, giving thanks to St. George, who greeted his ancient comrade heartily.
After this St. George of Merrie England travelled far and travelled fast, with many adventures by the way, to Egypt where he had left his beloved Princess Sabia. But, learning to his great grief and horror from the same hermit he had met on first landing, that, despite her denials, her father. King Ptolemy, had consented to Almidor the black King of Morocco carrying her off as one of his many wives, he turned his steps towards Tripoli, the capital of Morocco ; for he was determined at all costs to gain a sight of the dear Princess from whom he had been so cruelly rent.
To this end he borrowed an old cloak of the hermit, and, disguised as a beggar, gained admit- tance to the gate of the Women's Palace, where were gathered together on their knees many others, poor, frail, infirm.
And when he asked them wherefore they knelt, they answered :
" Because good Queen Sabia succours us that we may pray for the safety of St. George of England, to whom she gave her heart."
Now when St. George heard this his own heart was like to break for very joy, and he could scarce
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keep on his knees when, lovely as ever, but with her face pale and sad and wan from long distress, the Princess Sabia appeared clothed in deep mourning.
In silence she handed an alms to each beggar in turn ; but when she came to St. George she started and laid her hand on her heart. Then she said softly :
*' Rise up. Sir Beggar ! Thou art too like one who rescued me from death, for it to be meet for thee to kneel before me ! "
Then St. George rising, and bowing low, said quietly : " Peerless lady ! Lo ! I am that very knight to whom thou didst condescend to give this."
And with this he slipped the diamond ring she had given him on her finger. But she looked not at it, but at him, with love in her eyes.
Then he told her of her father's base treachery and Almidor's part in it, so that her anger grew hot and she cried :
*' Waste no more time in talk. I remain no longer
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in this detested place. Ere Almidor returns from hunting we shall have escaped."
So she led St. George to the armoury, where he found his trusty sword Ascalon, and to the stable, where his swift steed Bayard stood ready caparisoned.
Then, when her brave Knight had mounted, and she, putting her foot on his, had leapt like a bird behind him, St. George touched the proud beast lightly with his spurs, and, like an arrow from a bow. Bayard carried them together over city and plain, through woods and forests, across rivers, and mountains, and valleys, until they reached the Land of Greece.
And here they found the whole country in festivity over the marriage of the King. Now amongst other entertainments was a grand tournament, the news of which had spread through the world. And to it had come all the other Six Champions of Christen- dom ; so St. George arriving made the Seventh. And many of the champions had with them the fair lady they had rescued. St. Denys of France brought beautiful Eglantine, St. James of Spain sweet Celes- tine, while noble Rosalind accompanied St. Anthony of Italy. St. David of Wales, after his seven years* sleep, came full of eager desire for adventure. St. Patrick of Ireland, ever courteous, brought all the six Swan-princesses who, in gratitude, had been seeking their deliverer St. Andrew of Scotland ; since he, leaving all wordly things, had chosen to fight for the faith.
So all these brave knights and fair ladies joined in the joyful jousting, and each of the Seven Champions was in turn Chief Challenger for a day.
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Now in the midst of all the merriment appeared a hundred heralds from a hundred different parts of the Paynim world, declaring war to the death against all Christians.
Whereupon the Seven Champions agreed that each should return to his native land to place his dearest lady in safety, and gather together an army, and that six months later they should meet, and, join- ing as one legion, go forth to fight for Christendom.
And this was done. So, having chosen St. George
as Chief General, they marched on Tripoli with the
cry :
" For Christendom we fight. For Christendom we die."
Here the wicked Almidor fell in single combat with St. George, to the great delight of his subjects, who begged the Champion to be King in his stead. To this he consented, and, after he was crowned, the Christian host went on towards Egypt, where King Ptolemy, in despair of vanquishing such stalwart knights, threw himself down from the battlements of the palace and was killed. Whereupon, in recognition of the chivalry and courtesy of the Christian Cham- pions, the nobles offered the Crown to one of their number, and they with acclaim chose St. George of Merrie England.
Thence the Christian host journeyed to Persia, where a fearsome battle raged for seven days, during which two hundred thousand pagans were slain, beside many who were drowned in attempting to escape. Thus they were compelled to yield, the Emperor himself happening into the hands of St.
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George, and six other viceroys into the hands of the six other Champions.
And these were most mercifully and honourably entreated after they had promised to govern Persia after Christian rules. Now the Emperor, having a heart fraught with despite and tyranny, conspired against them, and engaged a wicked wizard named Osmond to so beguile six of the Champions that they gave up fighting, and lived an easy slothful life. But St. George would not be beguiled ; neither would he consent to the enchantment of his brothers ; and he so roused them that they never sheathed their swords nor unlocked their armour till the wicked Emperor and his viceroys were thrown into that very dungeon in which St. George had languished for seven long years.
Whereupon St. George took upon himself the government of Persia, and gave the six other Cham- pions the six viceroyalties.
So, attired in a beautiful green robe, richly em- broidered, over which was flung a scarlet mantle bordered with white fur and decorated with ornaments of pure gold, he took his seat on the throne which was supported by elephants of translucent alabaster. And the Heralds at arms, amid the shouting of the people, cried :
'' Long live St. George of Merrie England, Emperor of Morocco, King of Egypt, and Sultan of Persia ! "
Now, after that he had established good and just laws to such effect that innumerable companies of pagans flocked to become Christians, St. George, leaving the government in the hands of his trusted
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counsellors, took truce with the world and returned to England, where- at Coventry, he lived for many years with the Egyptian Princess Sabia, who bore him three stalwart sons. So here endeth the tale of St. George of Merrie England, first and greatest of the Seven Champions.
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THE STORY OF THE THREE BEARS
Once upon a time there were three Bears, who lived together in a house of their own, in a wood. One of them was a Little Wee Bear, and one was a Middle- sized Bear, and the other was a Great Big Bear. They had each a bowl for their porridge : a little bowl for the Little Wee Bear ; and a middle-sized bowl for the Middle-sized Bear ; and a great bowl for the Great Big Bear. And they had each a chair to sit in : a little chair for the Little Wee Bear ; and a middle-sized chair for the Middle-sized Bear ; and a great chair for the Great Big Bear. And they had each a bed to sleep in : a little bed for the Little Wee Bear ; and a middle-sized bed for the Middle-sized Bear ; and a great bed for the Great Big Bear.
One day, after they had made the porridge for their breakfast, and poured it into their porridge- bowls, they walked out into the wood while the porridge was cooling, that they might not burn their mouths by beginning too soon, for they were polite, well-brought-up Bears. And while they were away a little girl called Goldilocks, who lived at the other side of the wood and had been sent on an errand by her mother, passed by the house, and looked in
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at the window. And then she peeped in at the keyhole, for she was not at all a well-brought-up little girl. Then seeing nobody in the house she lifted the latch. The door was not fastened, because the Bears were good Bears, who did nobody any harm, and never suspected that anybody would harm them. So Goldilocks opened the door and went in ; and well pleased was she when she saw the porridge on the table. If she had been a well- brought-up little girl she would have waited till the Bears came home, and then, perhaps, they would have asked her to breakfast ; for they were good Bears — a little rough or so, as the manner of Bears is, but for all that very good-natured and hospitable. But she was an impudent, rude little girl, and so she set about helping herself.
First she tasted the porridge of the Great Big Bear, and that was too hot for her. Next she tasted the porridge of the Middle-sized Bear, but that was too cold for her. And then she went to the porridge of the Little Wee Bear, and tasted it, and that was neither too hot nor too cold, but just right, and she liked it so well that she ate it all up, every bit !
Then Goldilocks, who was tired, for she had been catching butterflies instead of running on her errand, sate down in the chair of the Great Big Bear, but that was too hard for her. And then she sate down in the chair of the Middle-sized Bear, and that was too soft for her. But when she sat down in the chair of the Little Wee Bear, that was neither too hard nor too soft, but just right. So she seated herself in it, and there she sate till the bottom of the chair came out, and down she came, plump upon the ground ;
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and that made her very cross, for she was a bad- tempered little girl.
Now, being determined to rest. Goldilocks went upstairs into the bedchamber in which the Three Bears slept. And first she lay down upon the bed of the Great Big Bear, but that was too high at the head for her. And next she lay down upon the bed of the Middle-sized Bear, and that was too high at the foot for her. And then she lay down upon the bed of the Little Wee Bear, and that was neither too high at the head nor at the foot, but just right. So she covered herself up comfortably, and lay there till she fell fast asleep.
By this time the Three Bears thought their por- ridge would be cool enough for them to eat it properly ; so they came home to breakfast. Now careless Goldilocks had left the spoon of the Great Big Bear standing in his porridge.
" SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE !"
said the Great Big Bear in his great, rough, gruff voice.
Then the Middle-sized Bear looked at his porridge and saw the spoon was standing in it too.
" SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE ! "
said the Middle-sized Bear in his middle-sized voice.
Then the Little Wee Bear looked at his, and there was the spoon in the porridge-bowl, but the porridge was all gone !
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"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN AT MY PORRIDGE, AND HAS EATEN IT ALL UP ! "
said the Little Wee Bear in his Uttle wee voice.
Upon this the Three Bears, seeing that some one had entered their house, and eaten up the Little Wee Bear's breakfast, began to look about them. Now the careless Goldilocks had not put the hard cushion straight when she rose from the chair of the Great Big Bear.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY
CHAIR ! "
said the Great Big Bear in his great, rough, gruff voice.
And the careless Goldilocks had squatted down the soft cushion of the Middle-sized Bear.
" SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY CHAIR ! "
said the Middle-sized Bear in his middle-sized voice.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY CHAIR, AND HAS SATE THE BOTTOM THROUGH ! "
said the Little Wee Bear in his little wee voice.
Then the Three Bears thought they had better make further search in case it was a burglar, so they went upstairs into their bedchamber. Now Goldi- locks had pulled the pillow of the Great Big Bear out of its place.
" SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED ! "
said the Great Big Bear in his great, rough, gruff voice.
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"Somebody has been at my porridge, and has eaten it all up ! "
'•SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED, AND HERE SHE IS ! "
And Goldilocks had pulled the bolster of the Middle-sized Bear out of its place.
" SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED ! "
said the Middle-sized Bear in his middle-sized voice.
But when the Little Wee Bear came to look at his bed, there was the bolster in its place !
And the pillow was in its place upon the bolster !
And upon the pillow ?
There was Goldilocks' yellow head — which was not in its place, for she had no business there.
"SOMEBODY HAS BEEN LYING IN MY BED, AND HERE SHE IS STILL!"
said the Little Wee Bear in his little wee voice.
Now Goldilocks had heard in her sleep the great, rough, gruff voice of the Great Big Bear ; but she
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was so fast asleep that it was no more to her than the roaring of wind, or the rumbhng of thunder. And she had heard the middle-sized voice of the Middle- sized Bear, but it was only as if she had heard some one speaking in a dream. But when she heard the little wee voice of the Little Wee Bear, it was so sharp, and so shrill, that it awakened her at once. Up she started, and when she saw the Three Bears on one side of the bed, she tumbled herself out at the other, and ran to the window. Now the window was open, because the Bears, like good, tidy Bears, as they were, always opened their bedchamber window when they got up in the morning. So naughty, frightened little Goldilocks jumped ; and whether she broke her neck in the fall, or ran into the wood and was lost there, or found her way out of the wood and got whipped for being a bad girl and playing truant, no one can say. But the Three Bears never saw anything more of her.
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Once upon a time there was a woman and she baked five pies. But when they came out of the oven they were over-baked, and the crust was far too hard to eat. So she said to her daughter :
" Daughter," says she, " put them pies on to the shelf and leave 'em there awhile. Surely they'll come again in time."
By that, you know, she meant that they would become softer ; but her daughter said to herself, *' If Mother says the pies will come again, why shouldn't I eat these now ? " So, having good, young teeth, she set to work and ate the lot, first and last.
Now when supper-time came the woman said to her daughter, " Go you and get one of the pies. They are sure to have come again by now."
Then the girl went and looked, but of course there was nothing but the empty dishes.
So back she came and said, *' No, Mother, they ain't come again."
" Not one o' them ? " asked the mother, taken aback like.
" Not one o' them," says the daughter, quite confident.
" Well," says the mother, '* come again, or not come again, I will have one of them pies for my supper.'*
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** But you can't," says the daughter. '* How can you if they ain't come ? And they ain't, as sure's sure.
" But I can," says the mother, getting angry. *' Go you at once, child, and bring me the best on them. My teeth must just tackle it."
" Best or worst is all one," answered the daughter, quite sulky, " for I've ate the lot, so you can't have one till it comes again — so there ! "
Well, the mother she bounced up to see ; but half an eye told her there was nothing save the empty dishes ; so she was dished up herself and done for.
So, having no supper, she sate her down on the doorstep, and, bringing out her distaff, began to spin. And as she span she sang :
" My daughter ha' ate five pies to-day, My daughter ha' ate five pics to-day, My daughter ha' ate five pies to-day,"
for, see you, she was quite flabergasted and fair
astonished.
Now the King of that country happened to be
coming down the street, and he heard the song going
on and on, but could not quite make out the words.
So he stopped his horse, and asked :
" What is that you are singing, my good woman ? " Now the mother, though horrified at her daughter's
appetite, did not want other folk, leastwise the King,
to know about it, so she sang instead :
" My daughter ha' spun five skeins to-day. My daughter ha' spun five skeins to-day, My daughter ha' spun five skeins to-day."
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*' Five skeins ! " cried the King. '* By my garter and my crown, I never heard tell of any one who could do that ! Look you here, I have been searching for a maiden to wife, and your daughter who can spin five skeins a day is the very one for me. Only, mind you, though for eleven months of the year she shall be Oueen indeed, and have all she likes to eat, all the gowns she likes to get, all the company she likes to keep, and everything her heart desires, in the twelfth month she must set to work and spin five skeins a day, and if she does not she must die. Come ! is it a bargain ? "
So the mother agreed. She thought what a grand marriage it was for her daughter. And as for the five skeins ? Time enough to bother about them when the year came round. There was many a slip between cup and lip, and, likely as not, the King would have forgotten all about it by then.
Anyhow, her daughter would be Queen for eleven
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months. So they were married, and for eleven months the bride was happy as happy could be. She had everything she liked to eat, and all the gowns she liked to get, all the company she cared to keep, and every- thing her heart desired. And her husband the King was kind as kind as could be. But in the tenth month she began to think of those five skeins and wonder if the King remembered. And in the eleventh month she began to dream about them as well. But ne'er a word did the King, her husband, say about them ; so she hoped he had forgotten.
But on the very last day of the eleventh month, the King, her husband, led her into a room she had never set eyes on before. It had one window, and there was nothing in it but a stool and a spinning- wheel.
" Now, my dear," he said quite kind hke, " you will be shut in here to-morrow morning with some victuals and some flax, and if by evening you have not spun five skeins, your head will come off."
Well, she was fair frightened, for she had always been such a gatless thoughtless girl that she had never learnt to spin at all. So what she was to do on the morrow she could not tell ; for, see you, she had no one to help her ; for, of course, now she was Queen, her mother didn't live nigh her. So she just locked the door of her room, sate down on a stool, and cried and cried and cried until her pretty eyes were all red.
Now as she sate sobbing and crying she heard a queer little noise at the bottom of the door. At first she thought it was a mouse. Then she thought it must be something knocking.
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So she upped and opened the door and what did she see ? Why ! a small, little, black Thing with a long tail that whisked round and round ever so fast.
" What are you crying for ? " said that Thing, making a bow, and twirl- ing its tail so fast that she could scarcely see it.
"What's that to you?" said she, shrinking a bit, for that Thing was very queer like.
" Don't look at my tail if you're frightened," says That, smirking. " Look at my toes. Ain't they beautiful ? "
And sure enough That had on buckled shoes with high heels and big bows, ever so smart.
So she kind of forgot j^ about the tail, and wasn't
so frightened, and when That asked her again why she was crying, she upped and said, " It won't do no good if I do."
"You don't know that," says That, twirUng its tail faster and faster, and sticking out its toes. *' Come, tell me, there's a good girl."
" Well," says she, " it can't do any harm if it doesn't do good." So she dried her pretty eyes and told That all about the pies, and the skeins, and everything from first to last.
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And then that Httle, black Thing nearly burst with laughing. " If that is all, it's easy mended ! " it says. *' I'll come to your window every morning, take the flax, and bring it back spun into five skeins at night. Come ! shall it be a bargain ? "
Now she, for all she was so gatless and thoughtless, said, cautious like :
'' But what is your pay ? "
Then That twirled its tail so fast you couldn't see it, and stuck out its beautiful toes, and smirked and looked out of the corners of its eyes. " I will give you three guesses every night to guess my name, and if you haven't guessed it before the month is up, why " — and That twirled its tail faster and stuck out its toes further, and smirked and sniggered more than ever—" you shall be mine, my beauty."
Three guesses every night for a whole month ! She felt sure she would be able for so much ; and there was no other way out of the business, so she just said, " Yes ! I agree ! "
And lor ! how That twirled its tail, and bowed, and smirked, and stuck out its beautiful toes.
Well, the very next day her husband led her to the strange room again, and there was the day's food, and a spinning-wheel and a great bundle of flax.
" There you are, my dear," says he as polite as polite. " And remember ! if there are not five whole skeins to-night, I fear your head will come off ! "
At that she began to tremble, and after he had gone away and locked the door, she was just thinking of a good cry, when she heard a queer knocking at the window. She upped at once and opened it, and sure enough there was the small, little, black Thing
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sitting on the window-ledge, dangling its beautiful toes and twirling its tail so that you could scarcely see it.
'' Good - morning, my beauty," says That. " Come ! hand over the flax, sharp there's a good girl."
So she gave That the flax and shut the window and, you may be sure, ate her victuals, for, as you know, she had a good appetite, and the King, her husband, had promised to give her everything she liked to eat. So she ate to her heart's content, and when evening came and she heard that queer knocking at the window again, she upped and oped it, and there was the small, little, black Thing with five spun skeins on his arm !
And it twirled its tail faster than ever, and stuck out its beautiful toes, and bowed and smirked and gave her the five skeins.
Then That said, " And now, my beauty, what is That's name ? "
And she answered quite easy like :
" That is Bill."
" No, it ain't," says That, and twirled its tail.
*' Then That is Ned," says she.
" No, it ain't," says That, and twirled its tail faster.
" Well," says she a bit more thoughtful, " That is Mark."
" No, it ain't," says That, and laughs and laughs and laughs, and twirls its tail so as you couldn't see it, as away it flew.
Well, when the King, her husband, came in, he was fine and pleased to see the five skeins all ready for him, for he was fond of his pretty wife.
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" I shall not have to order your head off, my dear," says he. " And I hope all the other days will pass as happily." Then he said good-night and locked the door and left her.
But next morning they brought her fresh flax and even more delicious foods. And the small, little, black Thing came knocking at the window and stuck out its beautiful toes and twirled its tail faster and faster, and took away the bundle of flax and brought it back all spun into five skeins by evening. Then That made her guess three times what That's name was ; but she could not guess right, and That laughed and laughed and laughed as it flew away.
Now every morning and evening the same thing happened, and every evening she had her three guesses ; but she never guessed right. And every day the small, little, black Thing laughed louder and louder and smirked more and more, and looked at her quite maliceful out of the corners of its eyes until she began to get frightened, and instead of eating all the fine foods left for her, spent the day in trying to think of names to say. But she never hit upon the right one.
So it came to the last day of the month but one, and when the small, little, black Thing arrived in the evening with the five skeins of flax all ready spun, it could hardly say for smirking :
" Ain't you got That's name yet ? "
So says she — for she had been reading her Bible :
*' Is That Nicodemus ? "
** No, it ain't," says That, and twirled its tail faster than you could see.
" Is That Samuel .'' " says she all of a flutter.
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" No, it ain't, my beauty," chuckles That, looking maliceful.
" Well — is That Methuselah ? " says she, inclined to cry.
Then That just fixes her with eyes like a coal a-fire, and says, " No, it ain't that neither, so there is only to-morrow night and then you'll be mine, my beauty."
And away the small, little, black Thing flew, its tail twirling and whisking so fast that you couldn't see it.
Well, she felt so bad she couldn't even cry ; but she heard the King, her husband, coming to the door, so she made bold to be cheerful, and tried to smile when he said, " Well done, wife ! Five skeins again ! I shall not have to order your head off after all, my dear, of that I'm quite sure, so let us enjoy ourselves." Then he bade the servants bring supper, and a stool for him to sit beside his Queen, and down they sate, lover-like, side by side.
But the poor Queen could eat nothing ; she could not forget the small, Httle, black Thing. And the King hadn't eaten but a mouthful or two when he began to laugh, and he laughed so long and so loud that at last the poor Queen, all lackadaisical as she was, said :
" Why do you laugh so ? "
*' At something I saw to-day, my love," says the King. *' I was out a-hunting, and by chance I came to a place I'd never been in before. It was in a wood, and there was an old chalk-pit, and out of the chalk- pit there came a queer kind of a sort of a humming, bumming noise. So I got off my hobby to see what
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made it, and went quite quiet to the edge of the pit and looked down. And what do you think I saw ? The funniest, queerest, smallest, little, black Thing you ever set eyes upon. And it had a little spinning- wheel and it was spinning away for dear life, but the wheel didn't go so fast as its tail, and that spun round and round — ho-ho-ha-ha ! — you never saw the like. And its little feet had .buckled shoes and bows on them, and they went up and down in a desperate hurry. And all the time that small, little, black Thing kept bumming and booming away at these words :
" Name me, name me not, Who'll guess it's Tom-Tit-Tot."
Well, when she heard these words the Queen nearly jumped out of her skin for joy ; but she managed to say nothing, but ate her supper quite comfortably.
And she said no word when next morning the small, little, black Thing came for the flax, though it looked so gleeful and maliceful that she could hardly help laughing, knowing she had got the better of it. And when night came and she heard that knocking against the window-panes, she put on a wry face, and opened the window slowly as if she was afraid. But that Thing was as bold as brass and came right inside, grinning from ear to ear. And oh, my good- ness ! how That's tail was twirling and whisking !
** Well, my beauty," says That, giving her the five skeins all ready spun, " what's my name ? "
Then she put down her lip, and says, tearful like, *' Is — is — That — Solomon ? "
" No, it ain't," laughs That, smirking out of the
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corner of That's eye. And the small, little, black Thing came further into the room.
So she tried again — and this time she seemed hardly able to speak for fright.
" Well — is That — Zebedee f " she says.
" No, it ain't," cried the impet, full of glee. And it came quite close and stretched out its little black hands to her, and O-oh, its tail . . . ! ! !
" Take time, my beauty," says That, sort of jeering like, and its small, little, black eyes seemed to eat her up. " Take time ! Remember ! next guess and you're mine ! "
Well, she backed just a wee bit from it, for it was just horrible to look at ; but then she laughed out and pointed her finger at it and said, says she :
" Name me, name me not, Tour name is
Tom
TIT
tot:'
And you never heard such a shriek as that small, little, black Thing gave out. Its tail dropped down straight, its feet all crumpled up, and away That flew into the dark, and she never saw it no more.
And she lived happy ever after with her husband, the King.
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THE GOLDEN SNUFF-BOX
Once upon a time, and a very good time too, though it was not in my time, nor your time, nor for the matter of that in any one's time, there Uved a man and a woman who had one son called Jack, and he was just terribly fond of reading books. He read, and he read, and then, because his parents lived in a lonely house in a lonely forest and he never saw any other folk but his father and his mother, he became quite crazy to go out into the world and see charming princesses and the like.
So one day he told his mother he must be off, and she called him an air-brained addle-pate, but added that, as he was no use at home, he had better go seek his fortune. Then she asked him if he would rather take a small cake with her blessing to eat on his journey, or a large cake with her curse ? Now Jack was a very hungry lad, so he just up and said :
" A big cake, if you please, 'm."
So his mother made a great big cake, and when he started she just off to the top of the house and cast malisons on him, till he got out of sight. You see she had to do it, but after that she sate down and cried.
Well, Jack hadn't gone far till he came to a field where his father was ploughing. Now the goodman
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was dreadfully put out when he found his son was going away, and still more so when he heard he had chosen his mother's malison. So he cast about what to do to put things straight, and at last he drew out of his pocket a little golden snuff-box, and gave it to the lad, saying :
" If ever you are in danger of sudden death you may open the box ; but not till then. It has been in our family for years and years ; but, as we have lived, father and son, quietly in the forest, none of us have ever been in need of help — perhaps you may."
So Jack pocketed the golden snuff-box and went on his way.
Now, after a time, he grew very tired, and very hungry, for he had eaten his big cake first thing, and night closed in on him so that he could scarce see his way.
But at last he came to a large house and begged board and lodging at the back door. Now Jack was a good-looking young fellow, so the maid-servant at once called him in to the fireside and gave him plenty good meat and bread and beer. And it so happened that while he was eating his supper the master's gay young daughter came into the kitchen and saw him. So she went to her father and said that there was the prettiest young fellow she had ever seen in the back kitchen, and that if her father loved her he would give the young man some employ- ment. Now the gentleman of the house was exceed- ingly fond of his gay young daughter, and did not want to vex her ; so he went into the back kitchen and questioned Jack as to what he could do.
" Anything," said Jack gaily, meaning, of course,
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that he could do any foolish bit of work about a house.
But the gentleman saw a way of pleasing his gay young daughter and getting rid of the trouble of employing Jack ; so he laughs and says, '' If you can do anything, my good lad," says he, ** you had better do this. By eight o'clock to-morrow morning you must have dug a lake four miles round in front of my mansion, and on it there must be floating a whole fleet of vessels. And they must range up in front of my mansion and fire a salute of guns. And the very last shot must break the leg of the four-post bed on which my daughter sleeps, for she is always late of a morning ! "
Well ! Jack was terribly flabbergasted, but he faltered out :
" And if I don't do it ? "
" Then," said the master of the house quite calmly, " your life will be the forfeit."
So he bade the servants take Jack to a turret-room and lock the door on him.
Well ! Jack sate on the side of his bed and tried to think things out, but he felt as if he didn't know b from a battledore, so he decided to think no more, and after saying his prayers he lay down and went to sleep. And he did sleep ! When he woke it was close on eight o'clock, and he had only time to fly to the window and look out, when the great clock on ' the tower began to whirr before it struck the hour. And there was the lawn in front of the house all set with beds of roses and stocks and marigolds ! Well ! all of a sudden he remembered the little golden snuff-box.
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" I'm near enough to death," quoth he to himself, as he drew it out and opened it.
And no sooner had he opened it than out hopped three funny Uttle red men in red nightcaps, rubbing their eyes and yawning ; for, see you, they had been locked up in the box for years, and years, and years.
*' What do you want, Master ? " they said between their yawns. But Jack heard that clock a-whirring and knew he hadn't a moment to lose, so he just gabbled off his orders. Then the clock began to strike, and the little men flew out of the window, and suddenly
Bang ! bang ! bang ! bang ! bang ! bang !
went the guns, and the last one must have broken the leg of the four-post bed, for there at the window was the gay young daughter in her nightcap, gazing with astonishment at the lake four miles round, with the fleet of vessels floating on it !
And so did Jack ! He had never seen such a sight in his life, and he was quite sorry when the three little red men disturbed him by flying in at the window and scrambling into the golden snuff-box.
" Give us a little more time when you want us next. Master," they said sulkily. Then they shut down the lid, and Jack could hear them yawning inside as they settled down to sleep.
As you may imagine, the master of the house was fair astonished, while as for the gay young daughter, she declared at once that she would never marry any one else but the young man who could do such
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wonderful things ; the truth being that she and Jack had fallen in love with each other at first sight.
But her father was cautious. " It is true, my dear," says he, " that the young fellow seems a bully boy ; but for aught we know it may be chance, not skill, and he may have a broken feather in his wing. So we must try him again."
Then he said to Jack, " My daughter must have a fine house to live in. Therefore by to-morrow morn- ing at eight o'clock there must be a magnificent castle standing on twelve golden pillars in the middle of the lake, and there must be a church beside it. And all things must be ready for the bride, and at eight o'clock precisely a peal of bells from the church must ring out for the wedding. If not you will have to forfeit your life."
This time Jack intended to give the three little red men more time for their task ; but what with having enjoyed himself so much all day, and having eaten so much good food, he overslept himself, so that the big clock on the tower was whirring before it struck eight when he woke, leapt out of bed, and rushed to the golden snuff-box. But he had for- gotten where he had put it, and so the clock had really begun to strike before he found it under his pillow, opened it, and gabbled out his orders. And then you never saw how the three little red men tumbled over each other and yawned and stretched and made haste all at one time, so that Jack thought his life would surely be forfeit. But just as the clock struck its last chime, out rang a peal of merry bells, and there was the Castle standing on twelve golden pillars and a church beside it in the middle of the
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lake. And the Castle was all decorated for the wed- ding, and there were crowds and crowds of servants and retainers, all dressed in their Sunday best.
Never had Jack seen such a sight before ; neither had the gay young daughter who, of course, was looking out of the next window in her nightcap. And she looked so pretty and so gay that Jack felt quite cross when he had to step back to let the three little red men fly to their golden snuff-box. But they were far crosser than he was, and mumbled and grumbled at the hustle, so that Jack was quite glad when they shut the box down and began to snore.
Well, of course. Jack and the gay young daughter were married, and were as happy as the day is long ; and Jack had fine clothes to wear, fine food to eat, fine servants to wait on him, and as many fine friends as he liked.
So he was in luck ; but he had yet to learn that a mother's malison is sure to bring misfortune some time or another.
Thus it happened that one day when he was going a-hunting with all the ladies and gentlemen. Jack forgot to change the golden snuff-box (which he always carried about with him for fear of accidents) from his waistcoat pocket to that of his scarlet hunting- coat ; so he left it behind him. And what should happen but that the servant let it fall on the ground when he was folding up the clothes, and the snuff-box flew open and out popped the three little red men yawning and stretching.
Well ! when they found out that they hadn't really been summoned, and that there was no fear of death, they were in a towering temper and said
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they had a great mind to fly away with the Castle, golden pillars and all.
On hearing this the servant pricked up his ears.
" Could you do that ? " he asked.
" Could we ? " they said, and they laughed loud. " Why, we can do anything."
Then the servant said ever so sharp, " Then move me this Castle and all it contains right away over the sea where the master can't disturb us."
Now the little red men need not really have obeyed the order, but they were so cross with Jack that hardly had the servant said the words before the task was done ; so when the hunting-party came back, lo and behold ! the Castle, and the church, and the golden pillars had all disappeared !
At first all the rest set upon Jack for being a knave and a cheat ; and, in particular, his wife's father threatened to have at him for deceiving the gay young daughter ; but at last he agreed to let Jack have twelve months and a day to find the Castle and bring it back.
So off Jack starts on a good horse with some money in his pocket.
And he travelled far and he travelled fast, and he travelled east and west, north and south, over hills, and dales, and valleys, and mountains, and woods, and sheepwalks, but never a sign of the missing castle did he see. Now at last he came to the palace of the King of all the Mice in the Wide World. And there was a little mousie in a fine hauberk and a steel cap doing sentry at the front gate, and he was not for letting Jack in until he had told his errand. And when Jack had told it, he passed him on to the next
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mouse sentry at the inner gate ; so by degrees he reached the King's chamber, where he sate surrounded by mice courtiers.
Now the King of the Mice received Jack very graciously, and said that he himself knew nothing of the missing Castle, but, as he was King of all the Mice in the whole world, it was possible that some of his subjects might know more than he. So he ordered his chamberlain to command a Grand Assembly for the next morning, and in the mean- time he entertained Jack right royally.
But the next morning, though there were brown mice, and black mice, and grey mice, and white mice, and piebald mice, from all parts of the world, they all answered with one breath :
'* If it please your Majesty, we have not seen the missing Castle."
Then the King said, *' You must go and ask my elder brother the King of all the Frogs. He may be able to tell you. Leave your horse here and take one of mine. It knows the way and will carry you safe."
So Jack set off on the King's horse, and as he passed the outer gate he saw the little mouse sentry coming away, for its guard was up. Now Jack was a kind-hearted lad, and he had saved some crumbs from his dinner in order to recompense the litde sentry for his kindness. So he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out the crumbs.
" Here you are, mousekin," he said. " That's for your trouble ! "
Then the mouse thanked him kindly and asked if he would take him along to the King of the Frogs.
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" Not I," says Jack. '* I should get into trouble with your King."
But the mousekin insisted. " I may be of some use to you," it said. So it ran up the horse's hind leg and up by its tail and hid in Jack's pocket. And the horse set off at a hand gallop, for it didn't half like the mouse running over it.
So at last Jack came to the palace of the King of all the Frogs, and there at the front gate was a frog doing sentry in a fine coat of mail and a brass helmet. And the frog sentry was for not letting Jack in ; but the mouse called out that they came from the King of all the Mice and must be let in without delay. So they were taken to the King's chamber, where he sate surrounded by frog courtiers in fine clothes ; but alas ! he had heard nothing of the Castle on golden pillars, and though he summoned all the frogs of all the world to a Grand Assembly next morning, they all answered his question with ;
" Kro kro, Kro kro,''^
which every one knows stands for " No " in frog language.
So the King said to Jack, '' There remains but one thing. You must go and ask my eldest brother, the King of all the Birds. His subjects are always on the wing, so mayhap they have seen something. Leave the horse you are riding here, and take one of mine. It knows the way, and will carry you safe."
So Jack set off, and being a kind-hearted lad he gave the frog sentry, whom he met coming away from his guard, some crumbs he had saved from his dinner.
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And the frog asked leave to go with him, and when Jack refused to take him he just gave one hop on to the stirrup, and a second hop on to the crupper, and the next hop he was in Jack's other pocket.
Then the horse galloped away like lightning, for it didn't like the slimy frog coming down " plop " on its back.
Well, after a time, Jack came to the palace of the King of all the Birds, and there at the front gate were a sparrow and a crow marching up and down with matchlocks on their shoulders. Now at this Jack laughed fit to split, and the mouse and the frog from his pockets called out :
*' We come from the King ! Sirrahs ! Let us pass."
So that the sentries were right mazed, and let them pass in without more ado.
But when they came to the King's chamber, where he sate surrounded by all manner of birds, tomtits, wrens, cormorants, turtle-doves, and the like, the King said he was sorry, but he had no news of the missing Castle. And though he summoned all the birds of all the world to a Grand Assembly next morning, not one of them had seen or heard tell of it.
So Jack was quite disconsolate till the King said, " But where is the eagle ? I don't see my eagle."
Then the Chamberlain — he was a tomtit — stepped forward with a bow and said :
" May it please your Majesty he is late."
" Late .'' " says the King in a fume. " Summon him at once."
So two larks flew up into the sky till they couldn't be seen and sang ever so loud, till at last the eagle
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appeared all in a perspiration from having flown so fast.
Then the King said, " Sirrah ! Have you seen a missing Castle that stands upon twelve pillars of gold ? "
And the eagle blinked its eyes and said, '* May it please your Majesty that is where I've been."
Then everybody rejoiced exceedingly, and when the eagle had eaten a whole calf so as to be strong enough for the journey, he spread his wide wings, on which Jack stood, with the mouse in one pocket and the frog in the other, and started to obey the King's order to take the owner back to his missing Castle as quickly as possible.
And they flew over land and they flew over sea, until at last in the far distance they saw the Castle standing on its twelve golden pillars. But all the doors and windows were fast shut and barred, for, see you, the servant-master who had run away with it had gone out for the day a-hunting, and he always bolted doors and windows while he was absent lest some one else should run away with it.
Then Jack was puzzled to think how he should get hold of the golden snufF-box, until the little mouse said :
" Let me fetch it. There is always a mouse-hole in every castle, so I am sure I shall be able to get in."
So it went off, and Jack waited on the eagle's wings in a fume ; till at last mousekin appeared.
" Have you got it ? " shouted Jack, and the little mousie cried :
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So every one rejoiced exceedingly, and they set off back to the palace of the King of all the Birds, where Jack had left his horse ; for now that he had the golden snuff-box safe he knew he could get the Castle back whenever he chose to send the three little red men to fetch it. But on the way over the sea, while Jack, who was dead tired with standing so long, lay down between the eagle's wings and fell asleep, the mouse and the eagle fell to quarrelling as to which of them had helped Jack the most, and they quarrelled so much that at last they laid the case before the frog. Then the frog, who made a very wise judge, said he must see the whole affair from the very beginning ; so the mouse brought out the golden snuff-box from Jack's pocket, and began to relate where it had been found and all about it. Now, at that very moment Jack awoke, kicked out his leg, and plump went the golden snuff-box down to the very bottom of the sea !
" I thought my turn would come," said the frog, and went plump in after it.
Well, they waited, and waited, and waited for three whole days and three whole nights ; but froggie never came up again, and they had just given him up in despair when his nose showed above the watei.
'* Have you got it ? " they shouted.
*' No ! " says he, with a great gasp.
" Then what do you want ? " they cried in a rage.
*' My breath," says froggie, and with that he sinks down again.
Well, they waited two days and two nights more, and at last up comes the litde frog with the golden snuff-box in its mouth.
Then they all rejoiced exceedingly, and the eagle
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flew ever so fast to the palace of the King of the Birds.
But alas and alack-a-day ! Jack's troubles were not ended ; his mother's malison was still bringing him ill-luck, for the King of the Birds flew into a fearsome rage because Jack had not brought the Castle of the golden pillars back with him. And he said that unless he saw it by eight o'clock next morn- ing Jack's head should come off as a cheat and a liar.
Then Jack being close to death opened the golden snuff-box, and out tumbled the three little red men in their three little red caps. They had recovered their tempers and were quite glad to be back with a master who knew that they would only, as a rule, work under fear of death ; for, see you, the servant- master had been for ever disturbing their sleep with opening the box to no purpose.
So before the clock struck eight next morning, there was the Castle on its twelve golden pillars, and the King of the Birds was fine and pleased, and let Jack take his horse and ride to the palace of the King of the Frogs. But there exactly the same thing happened, and poor Jack had to open the snuff-box again and order the Castle to come to the palace of the King of the Frogs. At this the little red men were a wee bit cross ; but they said they supposed it could not be helped ; so, though they yawned, they brought the Castle all right, and Jack was allowed to take his horse and go to the palace of the King of all the Mice in the World. But here the same thing happened, and the little red men tumbled out of the golden snuff-box in a real rage, and said fellows might as well have no sleep at all ! However,
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they did as they were bidden ; they brought the Castle of the golden pillars from the palace of the King of the Frogs to the palace of the King of the Birds, and Jack was allowed to take his own horse and ride home.
But the year and a day which he had been allowed was almost gone, and even his gay young wife, after almost weeping her eyes out after her handsome young husband, had given up Jack for lost ; so every one was astounded to see him, and not over- pleased either to see him come without his Castle. Indeed his father-in-law swore with many oaths that if it were not in its proper place by eight o'clock next morning Jack's life should be forfeit.
Now this, of course, was exactly what Jack had wanted and intended from the beginning ; because when death was nigh he could open the golden snuff- box and order about the httle red men. But he had
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opened it so often of late and they had become so cross that he was in a stew what to do ; whether to give them time to show their temper, or to hustle them out of it. At last he decided to do half and half. So just as the hands of the clock were at five minutes to eight he opened the box, and stopped his ears !
Well ! you never heard such a yawning, and scolding, and threatening, and blustering. What did he mean by it ? Why should he take four bites at one cherry .'' If he was always in fear of death why didn't he die and have done with it ?
In the midst of all this the tower clock began to whirr
" Gentlemen ! " says Jack — he was really quaking with fear — '* do as you are told."
" For the last time," they shrieked. " We won't stay and serve a master who thinks he is going to die every day."
And with that they flew out of the window.
AND THET NEVER CAME BACK.
The golden snuff-box remained empty for ever- more.
But when Jack looked out of window there was the Castle in the middle of the lake on its twelve golden pillars, and there was his young wife ever so pretty and gay in her nightcap looking out of the window too.
So they lived happily ever after.
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In a great Palace by the sea there once dwelt a very rich old lord, who had neither wife nor children living, only one little granddaughter, whose face he had never seen in all her life. He hated her bitterly, because at her birth his favourite daughter died ; and when the old nurse brought him the baby he swore that it might live or die as it liked, but he would never look on its face as long as it lived.
So he turned his back, and sat by his window looking out over the sea, and weeping great tears for his lost daughter, till his white hair and beard grew down over his shoulders and twined round his chair and crept into the chinks of the floor, and his tears, dropping on to the window-ledge, wore a channel through the stone, and ran away in a little river to the great sea. Meanwhile, his granddaughter grew up with no one to care for her, or clothe her ; only the old nurse, when no one was by, would sometimes give her a dish of scraps from the kitchen, or a torn petticoat from the rag-bag ; while the other servants of the palace would drive her from the house with blows and mocking words, calling her " Tattercoats," and pointing to her bare feet and shoulders, till she ran away, crying, to hide among the bushes.
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So she grew up, with Uttle to eat or to wear, spending her days out of doors, her only companion a crippled gooseherd, who fed his flock of geese on the common. And this gooseherd was a queer, merry little chap, and when she was hungry, or cold, or tired, he would play to her so gaily on his little pipe, that she forgot all her troubles, and would fall to dancing with his flock of noisy geese for partners.
Now one day people told each other that the King was travelling through the land, and was to give a great ball to all the lords and ladies of the country in the town near by, and that the Prince, his only son, was to choose a wife from amongst the maidens in the company. In due time one of the royal invitations to the ball was brought to the Palace by the sea, and the servants carried it up to the old lord, who still sat by his window, wrapped in his long white hair and weeping into the little river that was fed by his tears.
But when he heard the King's command, he dried his eyes and bade them bring shears to cut him loose, for his hair had bound him a fast prisoner, and he could not move. And then he sent them for rich clothes, and jewels, which he put on ; and he ordered them to saddle the white horse, with gold and silk, that he might ride to meet the King ; but he quite forgot he had a granddaughter to take to the ball.
Meanwhile Tattercoats sat by the kitchen-door weeping, because she could not go to see the grand doings. And when the old nurse heard her crying she went to the Lord of the Palace, and begged him to take his granddaughter with him to the King's ball.
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But he only frowned and told her to be silent ; while the servants laughed and said, " Tattercoats is happy in her rags, playing with the gooseherd ! Let her be — it is all she is fit for."
A second, and then a third time, the old nurse begged him to let the girl go with him, but she was answered only by black looks and fierce words, till she was driven from the room by the jeering servants, with blows and mocking words.
Weeping over her ill-success, the old nurse went to look for Tattercoats ; but the girl had been turned from the door by the cook, and had run away to tell her friend the gooseherd how unhappy she was because she could not go to the King's ball.
Now when the gooseherd had listened to her story, he bade her cheer up, and proposed that they should go together into the town to see the King, and all the fine things ; and when she looked sorrow- fully down at her rags and bare feet he played a note or two upon his pipe, so gay and merry, that she forgot all about her tears and her troubles, and before she well knew, the gooseherd had taken her by the hand, and she and he, and the geese before them, were dancing down the road towards the town.
" Even cripples can dance when they choose," said the gooseherd.
Before they had gone very far a handsome young man, splendidly dressed, riding up, stopped to ask the way to the castle where the King was staying, and when he found that they too were going thither, he got off his horse and walked beside them along the road.
" You seem merry folk," he said, " and will be good company."
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*' Good company, indeed," said the gooseherd, and played a new tune that was not a dance.
It was a curious tune, and it made the strange young man stare and stare and stare at Tattercoats till he couldn't see her rags — till he couldn't, to tell the truth, see anything but her beautiful face.
Then he said, *' You are the most beautiful maiden in the world. Will you marry me ? "
Then the gooseherd smiled to himself, and played sweeter than ever.
But Tattercoats laughed. " Not I," said she ; ** you would be finely put to shame, and so would I be, if you took a goose-girl for your wife ! Go and ask one of the great ladies you will see to-night at the King's ball, and do not flout poor Tattercoats."
But the more she refused him the sweeter the pipe played, and the deeper the young man fell in love ; till at last he begged her to come that night at twelve to the King's ball, just as she was, with the gooseherd and his geese, in her torn petticoat and bare feet, and see if he wouldn't dance with her before the King and the lords and ladies, and present her to them all, as his dear and honoured bride.
Now at first Tattercoats said she would not ; but the gooseherd said, " Take fortune when it comes, httle one."
So when night came, and the hall in the castle was full of light and music, and the lords and ladies were dancing before the King, just as the clock struck twelve, Tattercoats and the gooseherd, followed by his flock of noisy geese, hissing and swaying their heads, entered at the great doors, and walked straight up the ball-room, while on either side the ladies
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whispered, the lords laughed, and the King seated at the far end stared in amazement.
But as they came in front of the throne Tattercoats' lover rose from beside the King, and came to meet her. Taking her by the hand, he kissed her thrice before them all, and turned to the King.
" Father ! " he said — for it was the Prince himself — " I have made my choice, and here is my bride, the loveliest girl in all the land, and the sweetest as well ! "
Before he had finished speaking, the gooseherd had put his pipe to his lips and played a few notes that sounded like a bird singing far off in the woods ; and as he played Tattercoats' rags were changed to shining robes sewn with glittering jewels, a golden crown lay upon her golden hair, and the flock of geese behind her became a crowd of dainty pages, bearing her long train.
And as the King rose to greet her as his daughter the trumpets sounded loudly in honour of the new Princess, and the people outside in the street said to each other :
" Ah ! now the Prince has chosen for his wife the loveliest girl in all the land ! "
But the gooseherd was never seen again, and no one knew what became of him ; while the old lord went home once more to his Palace by the sea, for he could not stay at Court, when he had sworn never to look on his granddaughter's face.
So there he still sits by his window, — if you could only see him, as you may some day — weeping more bitterly than ever. And his white hair has bound him to the stones, and the river of his tears runs away to the great sea.
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Once upon a time there lived a girl who was wooed and married by a man she never saw ; for he came a-courting her after nightfall, and when they were married he never came home till it was dark, and always left before dawn.
Still he was good and kind to her, giving her everything her heart could desire, so she was well content for a while. But, after a bit, some of her friends, doubtless full of envy for her good luck, began to whisper that the unseen husband must have something dreadful the matter with him which made him averse to being seen.
Now from the very beginning the girl had wondered why her lover did not come a-courting her as other girls' lovers came, openly and by day, and though, at first, she paid no heed to her neighbours' nods and winks, she began at last to think there might be something in what they said. So she determined to see for herself, and one night when she heard her husband come into her room, she lit her candle suddenly and saw him.
And, lo and behold ! he was handsome as hand- some ; beautiful enough to make every woman in the world fall in love with him on the spot. But
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even as she got her glimpse of him, he changed into a big brown bird which looked at her with eyes full of anger and blame.
*' Because you have done this faithless thing," it said, " you will see me no more, unless for seven long years and a day you serve for me faithfully."
And she cried with tears and sobs, " I will serve seven times seven years and a day if you will only come back. Tell me what I am to do."
Then the bird-husband said, " I will place you in service, and there you must remain and do good work for seven years and a day, and you must listen to no man who may seek to beguile you to leave that service. If you do I will never return."
To this the girl agreed, and the bird, spreading its broad brown wings, carried her to a big mansion.
" Here they need a laundry-maid," said the bird- husband. " Go in, ask to see the mistress, and say you will do the work ; but remember you must do it for seven years and a day."
" But I cannot do it for seven days," answered the girl. " I cannot wash or iron."
" That matters nothing," replied the bird. " All you have to do is to pluck three feathers from under my wing close to my heart, and these feathers will do your bidding whatever it may be. You will only have to put them on your hand, and say, ' By virtue of these three feathers from over my true love's heart may this be done,' and it will be done."
So the girl plucked three feathers from under the bird's wing, and after that the bird flew away.
Then the girl did as she was bidden, and the lady of the house engaged her for the place. And never
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was such a quick laundress ; for, see you, she had only to go into the wash-house, bolt the door and close the shutters, so that no one should see what she was at ; then she would out with the three feathers and say, " By virtue of these three feathers from over my true love's heart may the copper be lit, the clothes sorted, washed, boiled, dried, folded, mangled, ironed," and lo ! there they came tumbling on to the table, clean and white, quite ready to be put away. So her mistress set great store by her and said there never was such a good laundry-maid. Thus four years passed and there was no talk of her leaving. But the other servants grew jealous of her, all the more so, because, being a very pretty girl, all the men-servants fell in love with her and wanted to marry her.
But she would have none of them, because she was always waiting and longing for the day when her bird-husband would come back to her in man's form.
Now one of the men who wanted her was the stout butler, and one day as he was coming back from the cider-house he chanced to stop by the laundry, and he heard a voice say, " By virtue of these three feathers from over my true love's heart may the copper be lit, the clothes sorted, boiled, dried, folded, mangled, and ironed."
He thought this very queer, so he peeped through the keyhole. And there was the girl sitting at her ease in a chair, while all the clothes came flying to the table ready and fit to put away.
Well, that night he went to the girl and said that if she turned up her nose at him and his proposal any longer, he would up and tell the mistress that her fine laundress was nothing but a witch ; and
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then, even if she were not burnt alive, she would lose her place.
Now the girl was in great distress what to do, since if she were not faithful to her bird-husband, or if she failed to serve her seven years and a day in one service, he would alike fail to return ; so she made an excuse by saying she could think of no one who did not give her enough money to satisfy her.
At this the stout butler laughed. *' Money ? " said he. " I have seventy pounds laid by with master. Won't that satisfy thee ? "
" Happen it would," she replied.
So the very next night the butler came to her with the seventy pounds in golden sovereigns, and she held out her apron and took them, saying she was content ; for she had thought of a plan. Now as they were going upstairs together she stopped and said :
" Mr. Butler, excuse me for a minute. I have left the shutters of the wash-house open, and I must shut them, or they will be banging all night and disturb master and missus I "
Now though the buder was stout and beginning to grow old, he was anxious to seem young and gallant ; so he said at once :
" Excuse me, my beauty, you shall not go. I will go and shut them. I shan't be a moment ! "
So off he set, and no sooner had he gone than she out with her three feathers, and putting them on her hand, said in a hurry :
" By virtue of the three feathers from over my true love's heart may the shutters never cease banging till morning, and may Mr. Butler's hands be busy trying to shut them."
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And so it happened.
Mr. Butler shut the shutters, but — bru-u-u ! there they were hanging open again. Then he shut them once more, and this time they hit him on the face as they flew open. Yet he couldn't stop ; he had to go on. So there he was the whole livelong night. Such a cursing, and banging, and swearing, and shutting, never was, until dawn came, and, too tired to be really angry, he crept back to his bed, resolving that come what might he would not tell what had happened to him and thus get the laugh on him. So he kept his own counsel, and the girl kept the seventy pounds, and laughed in her sleeve at her would-be lover.
Now after a time the coachman, a spruce middle- aged man, who had long wanted to marry the clever, pretty laundry-maid, going to the pump to get water for his horses overheard her giving orders to the three feathers, and peeping through the keyhole as the butler had done, saw her sitting at her ease in a chair while the clothes, all washed and ironed and mangled, came flying to the table.
So, just as the butler had done, he went to the girl and said, *' I have you now, my pretty. Don't dare to turn up your nose at me, for if you do I'll tell mistress you are a witch."
Then the girl said quite calmly, " I look on none who has no money."
*' If that is all," replied the coachman, " I have forty pounds laid by with master. That I'll bring and ask for payment to-morrow night."
So when the night came the girl held out her apron for the money, and as she was going up the
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stairs she stopped suddenly and said, " Goody me ! I've left my clothes on the line. Stop a bit till I fetch them in."
Now the coachman was really a very polite fellow, so he said at once :
" Let me go. It is a cold, windy night and you'll be catching your death."
So off he went, and the girl out with her feathers and said :
" By virtue of the three feathers from over my true love's heart may the clothes slash and blow about till dawn, and may Mr. Coachman not be able to gather them up or take his hand from the job."
And when she had said this she went quietly to bed, for she knew what would happen. And sure enough it did. Never was such a night as Mr. Coachman spent with the wet clothes flittering and fluttering about his ears, and the sheets wrapping him into a bundle, and tripping him up, while the towels slashed at his legs. But though he smarted all over he had to go on till dawn came, and then a very weary, woebegone coachman couldn't even creep away to his bed, for he had to feed and water his horses ! And he, also, kept his own counsel for fear of the laugh going against him ; so the clever laundry- maid put the forty pounds with the seventy in her box, and went on with her work gaily. But after a time the footman, who was quite an honest lad and truly in love, going by the laundry peeped through the keyhole to get a glimpse of his dearest dear, and what should he see but her sitting at her ease in a chair, and the clothes coming all ready folded and ironed on to the table.
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Now when he saw this he was greatly troubled. So he went to his master and drew out all his savings ; and then he went to the girl and told her that he would have to tell the mistress what he had seen, unless she consented to marry him.
" You see," he said, " I have been with master this while back, and have saved up this bit, and you have been here this long while back and must have saved as well. So let us put the two together and make a home, or else stay on at service as pleases you."
Well, she tried to put him off ; but he insisted so much that at last she said :
*' James ! there's a dear, run down to the cellar and fetch me a drop of brandy. You've made me feel so queer ! "
And when he had gone she out with her three feathers, and said, " By virtue of the three feathers from over my true love's heart may James not be able to pour the brandy straight, except down his throat."
Well ! so it happened. Try as he would, James could not get the brandy into the glass. It splashed a few drops into it, then it trickled over his hand, and fell on the floor. And so it went on and on till he grew so tired that he thought he needed a dram himself. So he tossed off the few drops and began again ; but he fared no better. So he took another little drain, and went on, and on, and on, till he got quite fuddled. And who should come down into the cellar but his master to know what the smell of brandy meant !
Now James the footman was truthful as well as
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honest, so he told the master how he had come down to get the sick laundry-maid a drop of brandy, but that his hand had shaken so that he could not pour it out, and it had fallen on the ground, and that the smell of it had got to his head.
" A likely tale," said the master, and beat James soundly.
Then the master went to the mistress, his wife, and said : " Send away that laundry-maid of yours. Something has come over my men. They have all drawn out their savings as if they were going to be married, yet they don't leave, and I believe that girl is at the bottom of it."
But his wife would not hear of the laundry-maid being blamed ; she was the best servant in the house and worth all the rest of them put together ; it was his men who were at fault. So they quarrelled over it ; but in the end the master gave in, and after this there was peace, since the mistress bade the girl keep herself to herself, and none of the men would say ought of what had happened for fear of the laughter of the other servants.
So it went on until one day when the master was going a-driving, the coach was at the door, and the footman was standing to hold the coach open, and the butler on the steps all ready, when who should pass through the yard, so saucy and bright with a great basket of clean clothes, but the laundry-maid. And the sight of her was too much for James, the footman, who began to blub.
" She is a wicked girl," he said. " She got all my savings, and got me a good thrashing besides."
Then the coachman grew bold. " Did she ? "
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he said. '* That was nothing to what she served me." So he up and told all about the wet clothes and the awful job he had had the livelong night. Now the butler on the steps swelled with rage until he nearly burst, and at last he out with his night of banging shutters.
" And one," he said, " hit me on the nose."
This settled the three men, and they agreed to tell their master the moment he came out, and get the girl sent about her business. Now the laundry-maid had sharp ears and had paused behind a door to listen ; so when she heard this she knew she must do something to stop it. So she out with her three feathers and said, " By virtue of the three feathers from over my true love's heart may there be striving as to who suffered most between the men so that they get into the pond for a ducking."
Well ! no sooner had she said the words than the three men began disputing as to which of them had been served the worst ; then James up and hit the stout butler, giving him a black eye, and the fat butler fell upon James and pommelled him hard, while the coachman scrambled from his box and belaboured them both, and the laundry-maid stood by laughing.
So out comes the master, but none of them would listen, and each wanted to be heard, and fought, and shoved, and pommelled away until they shoved each other into the pond, and all got a fine ducking.
Then the master asked the girl what it was all about, and she said :
" They all wanted to tell a story against me because I won't marry them, and one said his was the best, and the next said his was the best, so they fell a-
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quarrelling as to which was the likeliest story to get me into trouble. But they are well punished, so there is no need to do more."
Then the master went to his wife and said, " You are right. That laundry-maid of yours is a very wise girl."
So the butler and the coachman and James had nothing to do but look sheepish and hold their tongues, and the laundry-maid went on with her duties without further trouble.
Then when the seven years and a day were over, who should drive up to the door in a fine gilded coach but the bird-husband restored to his shape as a handsome young man. And he carried the laundry- maid off to be his wife again, and her master and mistress were so pleased at her good fortune that they ordered all the other servants to stand on the steps and give her good luck. So as she passed the butler she put a bag with seventy pounds in it into his hand and said sweetly, *' That is to recompense you for shutting the shutters."
And when she passed the coachman she put a bag with forty pounds into his hand and said, " That is your reward for bringing in the clothes." But when she passed the footman she gave him a bag with a hundred pounds in it, and laughed, saying, " That is for the drop of brandy you never brought me ! "
So she drove off with her handsome husband, and lived happy ever after.
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Once upon a time there was a boy whose name was Jack, and he lived with his mother on a common. They were very poor, and the old woman got her living by spinning, but Jack was so lazy that he would do nothing but bask in the sun in the hot weather, and sit by the corner of the hearth in the winter-time. So they called him Lazy Jack. His mother could not get him to do anything for her, and at last told him, one Monday, that if he did not begin to work for his porridge she would turn him out to get his living as he could.
This roused Jack, and he went out and hired him- self for the next day to a neighbouring farmer for a penny ; but as he was coming home, never having had any money before, he lost it in passing over a brook.
** You stupid boy," said his mother, " you should have put it in your pocket."
" I'll do so another time," replied Jack.
Well, the next day. Jack went out again and hired himself to a cowkeeper, who gave him a jar of milk for his day's work. Jack took the jar and put it into the large pocket of his jacket, spilling it all, long before he got home.
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" Dear me ! " said the old woman ; " you should have carried it on your head."
*' I'll do so another time," said Jack.
So the following day, Jack hired himself again to a farmer, who agreed to give him a cream cheese for his services. In the evening Jack took the cheese, and went home with it on his head. By the time he got home the cheese was all spoilt, part of it being lost, and part matted with his hair.
" You stupid lout," said his mother, " you should have carried it very carefully in your hands."
" I'll do so another time," replied Jack.
Now the next day. Lazy Jack again went out, and hired himself to a baker, who would give him nothing for his work but a large tom-cat. Jack took the cat, and began carrying it very carefully in his hands, but in a short time pussy scratched him so much that he was compelled to let it go.
When he got home, his mother said to him, *' You silly fellow, you should have tied it with a string, and dragged it along after you."
" I'll do so another time," said Jack.
So on the following day. Jack hired himself to a butcher, who rewarded him by the handsome present of a shoulder of mutton. Jack took the mutton, tied it with a string, and trailed it along after him in the dirt, so that by the time he had got home the meat was completely spoilt. His mother was this time quite out of patience with him, for the next day was Sunday, and she was obliged to do with cabbage for her dinner.
" You ninney-hammer," said she to her son, " you should have carried it on your shoulder."
" I'll do so another time," replied Jack.
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Well, on the Monday, Lazy Jack went once more and hired himself to a cattle-keeper, who gave him a donkey for his trouble. Now though Jack was strong he found it hard to hoist the donkey on his shoulders, but at last he did it, and began walking home slowly with his prize. Now it so happened that in the course of his journey he passed a house where a rich man lived with his only daughter, a beautiful girl, who was deaf and dumb. And she had never laughed in her life, and the doctors said she would never speak till somebody made her laugh. So the father had given out that any man who made her laugh would receive her hand in marriage. Now this young lady happened to be looking out of the window when Jack was passing by with the donkey on his shoulders ; and the poor beast with its legs sticking up in the air was kicking violently and hee-hawing with all its might. Well, the sight was so comical that she burst out into a great fit of laughter, and immediately
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recovered her speech and hearing. Her father was overjoyed, and fulfilled his promise by marrying her to Lazy Jack, who was thus made a rich gentleman. They lived in a large house, and Jack's mother lived with them in great happiness until she died.
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I
When good King Arthur reigned with Guinevere his Queen, there Hved, near the Land's End in Cornwall, a farmer who had one only son called Jack. Now Jack was brisk and ready ; of such a lively wit that none nor nothing could worst him.
In those days, the Mount of St. Michael in Corn- wall was the fastness of a hugeous giant whose name was Cormoran.
He was full eighteen feet in height, some three yards about his middle, of a grim fierce face, and he was the terror of all the country-side. He lived in a cave amidst the rocky Mount, and when he desired victuals he would wade across the tides to the main- land and furnish himself forth with all that came in his way. The poor folk and the rich folk alike ran out of their houses and hid themselves when they heard the swish-swash of his big feet in the water ; for if he saw them, he would think nothing of broiling half-a-dozen or so of them for breakfast. As it was, he seized their cattle by the score, carrying off half-a- dozen fat oxen on his back at a time, and hanging sheep and pigs to his waistbelt like bunches of
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dip-candles. Now this had gone on for long years, and the poor folk of Cornwall were in despair, for none could put an end to the giant Cormoran.
It so happened that one market day Jack, then quite a young lad, found the town upside down over some new exploit of the giant's. Women were weeping, men were cursing, and the magistrates were sitting in Council over what was to be done. But none could suggest a plan. Then Jack, blithe and gay, went up to the magistrates, and with a fine courtesy — for he was ever polite — asked them what reward would be given to him who killed the giant Cormoran.
" The treasures of the Giant's Cave," quoth they.
" Every whit of it ? " quoth Jack, who was never to be done.
" To the last farthing," quoth they.
*' Then I will undertake the task," said Jack, and forthwith set about the business.
It was winter-time, and having got himself a horn, a pickaxe, and a shovel, he went over to the Mount in the dark evening, set to work, and before dawn he had dug a pit, no less than twenty-two feet deep and nigh as big across. This he covered with long thin sticks and straw, sprinkling a little loose mould over all to make it look like solid ground. So, just as dawn was breaking, he planted himself fair and square on the side of the pit that was farthest from the giant's cave, raised the horn to his lips, and with full blast sounded :
*' Tantivy ! Tantivy ! Tantivy ! "
just as he would have done had he been hunting a fox.
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Of course this woke the giant, who rushed in a rage out of his cave, and seeing Uttle Jack, fair and square blowing away at his horn, as calm and cool as may be, he became still more angry, and made for the disturber of his rest, bawling out, " I'll teach you to wake a giant, you little whipper-snapper. You shall pay dearly for your tantivys, I'll take you and broil you whole for break "
He had only got as far as this when crash — he fell into the pit ! So there was a break indeed ; such an one that it caused the very foundations of the Mount to shake.
But Jack shook with laughter. " Ho, ho ! " he cried, " how about breakfast now, Sir Giant ? Will you have me broiled or baked ? And will no diet serve you but poor little Jack ? Faith ! I've got you in Lob's pound now ! You're in the stocks for bad behaviour, and I'll plague you as I like. Would I had rotten eggs ; but this will do as well." And with that he up with his pickaxe and dealt the giant Cormoran such a most weighty knock on the very crown of his head, that he killed him on the spot.
Whereupon Jack calmly filled up the pit with earth again and went to search the cave, where he found much treasure.
Now when the magistrates heard of Jack's great exploit, they proclaimed that henceforth he should be known as —
JACK THE GIANT-KILLER.
And they presented him with a sword and belt, on which these words were embroidered in gold :
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Here's the valiant Cornishman Who slew the giant Cormoran.
II
Of course the news of Jack's victory soon spread over all England, so that another giant named Blunderbore who lived to the north, hearing of it, vowed if ever he came across Jack he would be revenged upon him. Now this giant Blunderbore was lord of an enchanted castle that stood in the middle of a lonesome forest.
It so happened that Jack, about four months after he had killed Cormoran, had occasion to journey into Wales, and on the road he passed this forest. Weary with walking, and finding a pleasant fountain by the wayside, he lay down to rest and was soon fast asleep.
Now the giant Blunderbore, coming to the well for water, found Jack sleeping, and knew by the lines embroidered on his belt that here was the far-famed giant-killer. Rejoiced at his luck, the giant, without more ado, lifted Jack to his shoulder and began to carry him through the wood to the enchanted castle.
But the rustling of the boughs awakened Jack, who, finding himself already in the clutches of the giant, was terrified ; nor was his alarm decreased by seeing the courtyard of the castle all strewn with men's bones.
" Yours will be with them ere long," said Blunder- bore as he locked poor Jack into an immense chamber above the castle gateway. It had a high-pitched
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beamed roof, and one window that looked down the road. Here poor Jack was to stay while Blunderbore went to fetch his brother-giant, who lived in the same wood, that he might share in the feast.
Now, after a time, Jack, watching through the window, saw the two giants tramping hastily down the road, eager for their dinner.
" Now," quoth Jack to himself, " my death or my deliverance is at hand." For he had thought out a plan. In one corner of the room he had seen two strong cords. These he took, and making a cunning noose at the end of each, he hung them out of the window, and, as the giants were unlocking the iron door of the gate, managed to slip them over their heads without their noticing it. Then, quick as thought, he tied the other ends to a beam, so that as the giants moved on the nooses tightened and throttled them until they grew black in the face. Seeing this. Jack slid down the ropes, and drawing his sword, slew them both.
So, taking the keys of the castle, he unlocked all the doors and set free three beauteous ladies who, tied by the hair of their heads, he found almost starved to death.
*' Sweet ladies," quoth Jack, kneeling on one knee — for he was ever polite — " here are the keys of this enchanted castle. I have destroyed the giant Blunder- bore and his brutish brother, and thus have restored to you your liberty. These keys should bring you all else you require."
So saying he proceeded on his journey to Wales.
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III
He travelled as fast as he could ; perhaps too fast, for, losing his way, he found himself benighted and far from any habitation. He wandered on always in hopes, until on entering a narrow valley he came on a very large, dreary-looking house standing alone. Being anxious for shelter he went up to the door and knocked. You may imagine his surprise and alarm when the summons was answered by a giant with two heads. But though this monster's look was exceedingly fierce, his manners were quite polite ; the truth being that he was a Welsh giant, and as such double-faced and smooth, given to gaining his malicious ends by a show of false friendship.
So he welcomed Jack heartily in a strong Welsh accent, and prepared a bedroom for him, where he was left with kind wishes for a good rest. Jack, however, was too tired to sleep well, and as he lay awake, he overheard his host muttering to himself in the next room. Having very keen ears he was able to make out these words, or something like them :
" Though here you lodge with me this night, You shall not see the morning light. My club shall dash your brains outright."
" Say'st thou so ! " quoth Jack to himself, start- ing up at once. " So that is your Welsh trick, is it ? But I will be even with you." Then, leaving his bed, he laid a big billet of wood among the blankets, and taking one of these to keep himself warm, made himself snug in a corner of the room,
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pretending to snore, so as to make Mr. Giant think he was asleep.
And sure enough, after a little time, in came the monster on tiptoe as if treading on eggs, and carrying a big club. Then —
Whack ! Whack ! Whack !
Jack could hear the bed being belaboured until the Giant, thinking every bone of his guest's skin must be broken, stole out of the room again ; where- upon Jack went calmly to bed once more and slept soundly ! Next morning the giant couldn't believe his eyes when he saw Jack coming down the stairs fresh and hearty.
" Odds splutter hur nails ! " he cried, astonished. " Did she sleep well ? Was there not nothing felt in the night ? "
*' Oh," replied Jack, laughing in his sleeve, " I think a rat did come and give me two or three flaps of his tail."
On this the giant was dumbfoundered, and led Jack to breakfast, bringing him a bowl which held at least four gallons of hasty-pudding, and bidding him, as a man of such mettle, eat the lot. Now Jack when travelling wore under his cloak a leathern bag to carry his things withal ; so, quick as thought, he hitched this round in front with the opening just under his chin ; thus, as he ate, he could slip the best part of the pudding into it without the giant's being any the wiser. So they sate down to break- fast, the giant gobbling down his own measure of hasty-pudding, while Jack made away with his.
" See," says crafty Jack when he had finished. *' I'll show you a trick worth two of yours," and
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with that he up with a carving-knife and, ripping up the leathern bag, out fell all the hasty-pudding on the floor !
" Odds splutter hur nails ! " cried the giant, not to be outdone. " Hur can do that hurself ! " Where- upon he seized the carving-knife, and ripping open his own belly fell down dead.
Thus was Jack quit of the Welsh giant.
IV
Now it so happened that in those days, when gallant knights were always seeking adventures, King Arthur's only son, a very valiant Prince, begged of his father a large sum of money to enable him to journey to Wales, and there strive to set free a certain beautiful lady who was possessed by seven evil spirits. In vain the King denied him ; so at last he gave way and the Prince set out with two horses, one of which he rode, the other laden with gold pieces. Now after some days' journey the Prince came to a market-town in Wales where there was a great commotion. On asking the reason for it he was told that, according to law, the corpse of a very generous man had been arrested on its way to the grave, because, in life, it had owed large sums to the money-lenders.
" That is a cruel law," said the young Prince. " Go, bury the dead in peace, and let the creditors come to my lodgings ; I will pay the debts of the dead."
So the creditors came, but they were so numerous
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that by evening the Prince had but twopence left for himself, and could not go further on his journey.
Now it so happened that Jack the Giant-Killer on his way to Wales passed through the town, and, hearing of the Prince's plight, was so taken with his kindness and generosity that he determined to be the Prince's servant. So this was agreed upon, and next morning, after Jack had paid the reckoning with his last farthing, the two set out together. But as they were leaving the town, an old woman ran after the Prince and called out, *' Justice ! Justice ! The dead man owed me twopence these seven years. Pay me as well as the others."
And the Prince, kind and generous, put his hand to his pocket and gave the old woman the twopence that was left to him. So now they had not a penny between them, and when the sun grew low the Prince said :
"Jack ! Since we have no money, how are we to get a night's lodging ? "
Then Jack replied, *' We shall do well enough. Master ; for within two or three miles of this place there lives a huge and monstrous giant with three heads, who can fight four hundred men in armour and make them fly from him like chaff before the wind.
" And what good will that be to us ? " quoth the Prince. " He will for sure chop us up in a mouthful."
" Nay," said Jack, laughing. " Let me go and prepare the way for you. By all accounts this giant is a dolt. Mayhap I may manage better than that."
So the Prince remained where he was, and Jack pricked his steed at full speed till he came to the
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giant's castle, at the gate of which he knocked so loud that he made the neighbouring hills resound.
On this the giant roared from within in a voice like thunder :
" Who's there ? "
Then said Jack as bold as brass, " None but your poor cousin Jack."
" Cousin Jack ! " quoth the giant, astounded. *' And what news with my poor cousin Jack ? " For, see you, he was quite taken aback ; so Jack made haste to reassure him.
'' Dear coz, heavy news, God wot ! "
" Heavy news," echoed the giant, half afraid. " God wot, no heavy news can come to me. Have I not three heads ? Can I not fight five hundred men in armour ? Can I not make them fly like chaff before the wind ? "
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" True," replied crafty Jack, " but I came to warn you because the great King Arthur's son with a thousand men in armour is on his way to kill you."
At this the giant began to shiver and to shake. '* Ah ! Cousin Jack ! Kind cousin Jack ! This is heavy news indeed," quoth he. " Tell me, what am I to do ? "
*' Hide yourself in the vault," says crafty Jack, ** and I will lock and bolt and bar you in, and keep the key till the Prince has gone. So you will be safe."
Then the giant made haste and ran down into the vault, and Jack locked, and bolted, and barred him in. Then being thus secure, he went and fetched his master, and the two made themselves heartily merry over what the giant was to have had for supper, while the miserable monster shivered and shook with fright in the underground vault.
Well, after a good night's rest Jack woke his master in early morn, and having furnished him well with gold and silver from the giant's treasure, bade him ride three miles forward on his journey. So when Jack judged that the Prince was pretty well out of the smell of the giant, he took the key and let his prisoner out. He was half dead with cold and damp, but very grateful ; and he begged Jack to let him know what he would be given as a reward for saving the giant's life and castle from destruction, and he should have it.
" You're very welcome," said Jack, who always had his eyes about him. " All I want is the old coat and cap, together with the rusty old sword and slippers which are at your bed-head."
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When the giant heard this he sighed and shook his head. *' You don't know what you are asking," quoth he. " They are the most precious things I possess, but as I have promised, you must have them. The coat will make you invisible, the cap will tell you all you want to know, the sword will cut asunder whatever you strike, and the slippers will take you wherever you want to go in the twinkling of an eye !
So Jack, overjoyed, rode away with the coat and cap, the sword and the slippers, and soon overtook his master ; and they rode on together until they reached the castle where the beautiful lady lived whom the Prince sought.
Now she was very beautiful, for all she was possessed of seven devils, and when she heard the Prince sought her as a suitor, she smiled and ordered a splendid banquet to be prepared for his reception. And she sate on his right hand, and plied him with food and drink.
And when the repast was over she took out her own handkerchief and wiped his lips gently, and said, with a smile :
" I have a task for you, my lord ! You must show me that kerchief to-morrow morning or lose your head."
And with that she put the handkerchief in her bosom and said, " Good-night ! "
The Prince was in despair, but Jack said nothing till his master was in bed. Then he put on the old cap he had got from the giant, and lo ! in a minute he knew all that he wanted to know. So, in the dead of the night, when the beautiful lady called on
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one of her familiar spirits to carry her to Lucifer himself, Jack was beforehand with her, and putting on his coat of darkness and his slippers of swiftness, was there as soon as she was. And when she gave the handkerchief to the Devil, bidding him keep it safe, and he put it away on a high shelf. Jack just up and nipped it away in a trice !
So the next morning, when the beauteous en- chanted lady looked to see the Prince crestfallen, he just made a fine bow and presented her with the handkerchief.
At first she was terribly disappointed, but, as the day drew on, she ordered another and still more splendid repast to be got ready. And this time, when the repast was over, she kissed the Prince full on the lips and said :
" I have a task for you, my lover. Show me to-morrow morning the last lips I kiss to-night or you lose your head."
Then the Prince, who by this time was head over ears in love, said tenderly, " If you will kiss none but mine, I will."
Now the beauteous lady, for all she was possessed by seven devils, could not but see that the Prince was a very handsome young man ; so she blushed a little, and said :
" That is neither here nor there : you must show me them, or death is your portion."
So the Prince went to his bed, sorrowful as before ; but Jack put on the cap of knowledge and knew in a moment all he wanted to know.
Thus when, in the dead of the night, the beauteous lady called on her familiar spirit to take her to
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Lucifer himself, Jack in his coat of darkness and his shoes of swiftness was there before her.
*' Thou hast betrayed me once," said the beauteous lady to Lucifer, frowning, " by letting go my hand- kerchief. Now will I give thee something none can steal, and so best the Prince, King's son though he be."
With that she kissed the loathly demon full on the lips, and left him. Whereupon Jack with one blow of the rusty sword of strength cut off Lucifer's head, and, hiding it under his coat of darkness, brought it back to his master.
Thus next morning when the beauteous lady, with malice in her beautiful eyes, asked the Prince to show her the lips she had last kissed, he pulled out the demon's head by the horns. On that the seven devils, which possessed the poor lady, gave seven dreadful shrieks and left her. Thus the enchantment being broken, she appeared in all her perfect beauty and goodness.
So she and the Prince were married the very next morning. After which they journeyed back to the court of King Arthur, where Jack the Giant-Killer, for his many exploits, was made one of the Knights of the Round Table.
This, however, did not satisfy our hero, who was soon on the road again searching for giants. Now he had not gone far when he came upon one, seated on a huge block of timber near the entrance to a dark cave. He was a most terrific giant. His goggle eyes
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were as coals of fire, his countenance was grim and gruesome ; his cheeks, Hke huge flitches of bacon, were covered with a stubbly beard, the bristles of which resembled rods of iron wire, while the locks of hair that fell on his brawny shoulders showed like curled snakes or hissing adders. He held a knotted iron club, and breathed so heavily you could hear him a mile away. Nothing daunted by this fearsome sight. Jack alighted from his horse and, putting on his coat of darkness, went close up to the giant and said softly : *' Hullo ! is that you ? It will not be long before I have you fast by your beard."
So saying he made a cut with the sword of strength at the giant's head, but, somehow, missing his aim, cut off the nose instead, clean as a whistle ! My goodness ! How the giant roared ! It was like claps of thunder, and he began to lay about him with the knotted iron club, like one possessed. But Jack in his coat of darkness easily dodged the blows, and running in behind, drove the sword up to the hilt into the giant's back, so that he fell stone dead.
Jack then cut off the head and sent it to King Arthur by a waggoner whom he hired for the purpose. After which he began to search the giant's cave to find his treasure. He passed through many windings and turnings until he came to a huge hall paved and roofed with freestone. At the upper end of this was an immense fireplace where hung an iron caul- dron, the like of which, for size. Jack had never seen before. It was boiling and gave out a savoury steam ; while beside it, on the right hand, stood a big massive table set out with huge platters and mugs. Here it was that the giants used to dine. Going a
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little further he came upon a sort of window barred with iron, and looking within beheld a vast number of miserable captives.
*' Alas ! Alack ! " they cried on seeing him. " Art come, young man, to join us in this dreadful prison ? "
" That depends," quoth Jack ; " but first tell me wherefore you are thus held imprisoned ? "
" Through no fault," they cried at once. " We are captives of the cruel giants and are kept here and well nourished until such time as the monsters desire a feast. Then they choose the fattest and sup off them."
On hearing this Jack straightway unlocked the door of the prison and set the poor fellows free. Then, searching the giants' coffers, he divided the gold and silver equally amongst the captives as some redress for their sufferings, and taking them to a neighbouring castle gave them a right good feast.
VI
Now as they were all making merry over their deliverance, and praising Jack's prowess, a messenger arrived to say that one Thunderdell, a huge giant with two heads, having heard of the death of his kinsman, was on his way from the northern dales to be revenged, and was already within a mile or two of the castle, the country folk with their flocks and herds flying before him like chaff before the wind.
Now the castle with its gardens stood on a small island that was surrounded by a moat twenty feet
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wide and thirty feet deep, having very steep sides. And this moat was spanned by a drawbridge. This, without a moment's delay, Jack ordered should be sawn on both sides at the middle, so as to only leave one plank uncut over which he in his invisible coat of darkness passed swiftly to meet his enemy, bearing in his hand the wonderful sword of strength.
Now though the giant could not, of course, see Jack, he could smell him, for giants have keen noses. Therefore Thunderdell cried out in a voice like his
name
" Fee, fi, fo, fum !
I smell the blood of an Englishman,
Be he alive, or be he dead,
I'll grind his bones to make my bread ! "
" Is that so .f* " quoth Jack, cheerful as ever. " Then art thou a monstrous miller for sure ! "
On this the giant, peering round everywhere for a glimpse of his foe, shouted out :
" Art thou, indeed, the villain who hath killed so many of my kinsmen .'' Then, indeed, will I tear thee to pieces with my teeth, suck thy blood, and grind thy bones to powder."
" Thou'lt have to catch me first," quoth Jack, laughing, and throwing off his coat of darkness and putting on his slippers of swiftness, he began nimbly to lead the giant a pretty dance, he leaping and doubling light as a feather, the monster following heavily like a walking tower, so that the very founda- tions of the earth seemed to shake at every step. At this game the onlookers nearly split their sides with laughter, until Jack, judging there had been enough of it, made for the drawbridge, ran neatly over the
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single plank, and reaching the other side waited in teasing fashion for his adversary.
On came the giant at full speed, foaming at the mouth with rage, and flourishing his club. But when he came to the middle of the bridge his great weight, of course, broke the plank, and there he was fallen headlong into the moat, rolling and wallowing like a whale, plunging from place to place, yet unable to get out and be revenged.
The spectators greeted his efforts with roars of laughter, and Jack himself was at first too overcome with merriment to do more than scoff. At last, however, he went for a rope, cast it over the giant's two heads, so, with the help of a team of horses, drew them shorewards, where two blows from the sword of strength settled the matter.
VII
After some time spent in mirth and pastimes, Jack began once more to grow restless, and taking leave of his companions set out for fresh adventures.
He travelled far and fast, through woods, and vales, and hills, till at last he came, late at night, on a lone- some house set at the foot of a high mountain.
Knocking at the door, it was opened by an old man whose head was white as snow.
" Father," said Jack, ever courteous, " can you lodge a benighted traveller ? "
" Ay, that will I, and welcome to my poor cottage," replied the old man.
Whereupon Jack came in, and after supper they
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sate together chatting in friendly fashion. Then it was that the old man, seeing by Jack's belt that he was the famous Giant-Killer, spoke in this wise :
*' My son ! You are the great conqueror of evil monsters. Now close by there lives one well worthy of your prowess. On the top of yonder high hill is an enchanted castle kept by a giant named Galli- gantua, who, by the help of a wicked old magician, inveigles many beautiful ladies and valiant knights into the castle, where they are transformed into all sorts of birds and beasts, yea, even into fishes and insects. There they live pitiably in confinement ; but most of all do I grieve for a duke's daughter whom they kidnapped in her father's garden, bringing her hither in a burning chariot drawn by fiery dragons. Her form is that of a white hind ; and though many valiant knights have tried their utmost to break the spell and work her deliverance, none have succeeded ; for, see you, at the entrance to the castle are two dreadful griffins who destroy every one who attempts to pass them by."
Now Jack bethought him of the coat of darkness which had served him so well before, and he put on the cap of knowledge, and in an instant he knew what had to be done. Then the very next morning, at dawn-time. Jack arose and put on his invisible coat and his slippers of swiftness. And in the twinkling of an eye there he was on the top of the mountain ! And there were the two griffins guarding the castle gates — horrible creatures with forked tails and tongues. But they could not see him because of the coat of darkness, so he passed them by unharmed.
And hung to the doors of the gateway he found a
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golden trumpet on a silver chain, and beneath it was engraved in red lettering :
Whoever shall this trumpet blow- Will cause the giant's overthrow. The black enchantment he will break, And gladness out of sadness make.
No sooner had Jack read these words than he put the horn to his lips and blew a loud
*' Tantivy ! Tantivy ! Tantivy ! "
Now at the very first note the castle trembled to its vast foundations, and before he had finished the measure, both the giant and the magician were biting their thumbs and tearing their hair, knowing that their wickedness must now come to an end. But the giant showed fight and took up his club to defend himself ; whereupon Jack, with one clean cut of the sword of strength, severed his head from his body, and would doubtless have done the same to the magician, but that the latter was a coward, and, calling up a whirlwind, was swept away by it into the air, nor has he ever been seen or heard of since. The enchantments being thus broken, all the valiant knights and beautiful ladies, who had been transformed into birds and beasts and fishes and reptiles and insects, returned to their proper shapes, including the duke's daughter, who, from being a white hind, showed as the most beauteous maiden upon whom the sun ever shone. Now, no sooner had this occurred than the whole castle vanished away in a cloud of smoke, and from that moment giants vanished also from the land.
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So Jack, when he had presented the head of GalHgantua to King Arthur, together with all the lords and ladies he had delivered from enchantment, found he had nothing more to do. As a reward for past services, however. King Arthur bestowed the hand of the duke's daughter upon honest Jack the Giant-Killer. So married they were, and the whole kingdom was filled with joy at their wedding. Furthermore, the King bestowed on Jack a noble castle with a magnificent estate belonging thereto, whereon he, his lady, and their children lived in great joy and content for the rest of their days.
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Once upon a time, when folk were not so wise as they are nowadays, there lived a farmer and his wife who had one daughter. And she, being a pretty lass, was courted by the young squire when he came home from his travels.
Now every evening he would stroll over from the Hall to see her and stop to supper in the farm-house, and every evening the daughter would go down into the cellar to draw the cider for supper.
So one evening when she had gone down to draw the cider and had turned the tap as usual, she happened to look up at the ceiling, and there she saw a big wooden mallet stuck in one of the beams.
It must have been there for ages and ages, for it was all covered with cobwebs ; but somehow or another she had never noticed it before, and at once she began thinking how dangerous it was to have the mallet just there.
" For," thought she, " supposing him and me was married, and supposing we was to have a son, and supposing he were to grow up to be a man, and
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supposing he were to come down to draw cider like as I'm doing, and supposing the mallet were to fall on his head and kill him, how dreadful it would be ! "
And with that she put down the candle she was carrying and, seating herself on a cask, began to cry. And she cried and cried and cried.
Now, upstairs, they began to wonder why she was so long drawing the cider ; so after a time her mother went down to the cellar to see what had come to her, and found her, seated on the cask, crying ever so hard, and the cider running all over the floor.
" Lawks a mercy me ! " cried her mother, " what- ever is the matter ? "
*' O mother ! " says she between her sobs, " it's that horrid mallet. Supposing him and me was married, and supposing we was to have a son, and supposing he was to grow up to be a man, and supposing he was to come down to draw cider like as I'm doing, and supposing the mallet were to fall on his head and kill him, how dreadful it would be ! "
" Dear heart ! " said the mother, seating herself beside her daughter and beginning to cry : " How dreadful it would be ! "
So they both sat a-crying.
Now after a time, when they did not come back, the farmer began to wonder what had happened, and going down to the cellar found them seated side by side on the cask, crying hard, and the cider running all over the floor.
" Zounds ! " says he, '* whatever is the matter ? "
"Just look at that horrid mallet up there, father," moaned the mother. " Supposing our daughter was to marry her sweetheart, and supposing they was to
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have a son, and supposing he was to grow to man's estate, and supposing he was to come down to draw cider like as we're doing, and supposing that there mallet was to fall on his head and kill him, how dreadful it would be ! "
" Dreadful indeed ! " said the father and, seating himself beside his wife and daughter, started a-crying too.
Now upstairs the young squire wanted his supper ; so at last he lost patience and went down into the cellar to see for himself what they were all after. And there he found them seated side by side on the cask a-crying, with their feet all a-wash in cider, for the floor was fair flooded. So the first thing he did was to run straight and turn off the tap. Then he said :
*' What are you three after, sitting there crying like babies, and letting good cider run over the floor ? "
Then they all three began with one voice, '* Look
me at that horrid mallet ! Supposing you and i was
we married, and supposing had a son, and supposing
he was to grow to man's estate, and supposing he was to come down here to draw cider like as we be, and supposing that there mallet was to fall down on his head and kill him, how dreadful it would be ! "
Then the young squire burst out a-laughing, and laughed till he was tired. But at last he reached up to the old mallet and pulled it out, and put it safe on the floor. And he shook his head and said, " I've travelled far and I've travelled fast, but never have I
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met with three such sillies as you three. Now I can't marry one of the three biggest sillies in the world. So I shall start again on my travels, and if I can find three bigger sillies than you three, then I'll come back and be married — not otherwise."
So he wished them good-bye and started again on his travels, leaving them all crying ; this time because the marriage was off !
Well, the young man travelled far and he travelled fast, but never did he find a bigger silly, until one day he came upon an old woman's cottage that had some grass growing on the thatched roof.
And the old woman was trying her best to cudgel her cow into going up a ladder to eat the grass. But the poor thing was afraid and durst not go. Then the old woman tried coaxing, but it wouldn't go. You never saw such a sight ! The cow getting more and more flustered and obstinate, the old woman getting hotter and hotter.
At last the young squire said, " It would be easier if you went up the ladder, cut the grass, and threw it down for the cow to eat."
" A likely story that," says the old woman. " A cow can cut grass for herself. And the foolish thing will be quite safe up there, for I'll tie a rope round her neck, pass the rope down the chimney, and fasten t'other end to my wrist, so as when I'm doing my bit o' washing, she can't fall off the roof without my knowing it. So mind your own business, young sir."
Well, after a while the old woman coaxed and codgered and bullied and badgered the cow up the ladder, and when she got it on to the roof she tied a
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rope round its neck, passed the rope down the chimney, and fastened t'other end to her wrist. Then she went about her bit of washing, and young squire he went on his way.
But he hadn't gone but a bit when he heard the awfullest hullabaloo. He galloped back, and found that the cow had fallen off the roof and got strangled by the rope round its neck, while the weight of the cow had pulled the old woman by her wrist up the chimney, where she had got stuck half-way and been smothered by the soot !
" That is one bigger silly," quoth the young squire as he journeyed on. " So now for two more ! "
He did not find any, however, till late one night he arrived at a little inn. And the inn was so full that he had to share a room with another traveller. Now his room-fellow proved quite a pleasant fellow, and they forgathered, and each slept well in his bed.
But next morning, when they were dressing, what does the stranger do but carefully hang his breeches on the knobs of the tallboy !
" What are you doing ? " asks young squire.
'* I'm putting on my breeches," says the stranger ; and with that he goes to the other end of the room, takes a little run, and tried to jump into the breeches.
But he didn't succeed, so he took another run and another try, and another and another and another, until he got quite hot and flustered, as the old woman had got over her cow that wouldn't go up the ladder. And all the time young squire was laughing fit to split, for never in his life did he see anything so comical.
Then the stranger stopped a while and mopped
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his face with his handkerchief, for he was all in a sweat. *' It's very well laughing," says he, " but breeches are the most awkwardest things to get into that ever were. It takes me the best part of an hour every morning before I get them on. How do you manage yours ? "
Then young squire showed him, as well as he could for laughing, how to put on his breeches, and the stranger was ever so grateful and said he never should have thought of that way.
*' So that," quoth young squire to himself, *' is a second bigger silly." But he travelled far and he travelled fast without finding the third, until one bright night when the moon was shining right overhead he came upon a village. And outside the village was a pond, and round about the pond was a great crowd of villagers. And some had got rakes, and some had got pitchforks, and some had got brooms. And they were as busy as busy, shouting out, and raking, and forking, and sweeping away at the pond.
" What is the matter ? " cried young squire, jump- ing off his horse to help. '' Has any one fallen in ? "
" Aye ! Matter enough," says they. " Can't 'ee see moon's fallen into the pond, an' we can't get her out nohow."
And with that they set to again raking, and forking, and sweeping away. Then the young squire burst out laughing, told them they were fools for their pains, and bade them look up over their heads where the moon was riding broad and full. But they wouldn't, and they wouldn't believe that what they saw in the water was only a reflection. And when he
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insisted they began to abuse him roundly and threaten to duck him in the pond. So he got on his horse again as quickly as he could, leaving them raking, and forking, and sweeping away ; and for all we know they may be at it yet !
But the young squire said to himself, ** There are many more sillies in this world than I thought for ; so I'll just go back and marry the farmer's daughter. She is no sillier than the rest."
So they were married, and if they didn't live happy ever after, that has nothing to do with the story of the three sillies.
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THE GOLDEN BALL
Once upon a time there lived two lasses, who were sisters, and as they came from the fair they saw a right handsome young man standing at a house door before them. They had never seen such a handsome young man before. He had gold on his cap, gold on his finger, gold on his neck, gold at his waist ! And he had a golden ball in each hand. He gave a ball to each lass, saying she was to keep it ; but if she lost it, she was to be hanged.
Now the youngest of the lasses lost her ball, and this is how. She was by a park paling, and she was tossing her ball, and it went up, and up, and up, till it went fair over the paling ; and when she climbed to look for it, the ball ran along the green grass,
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and it ran right forward to the door of a house that stood there, and the ball went into the house and she saw it no more.
So she was taken away to be hanged by the neck till she was dead, because she had lost her ball.
But the lass had a sweetheart, and he said he would go and get the ball. So he went to the park gate, but 'twas shut ; then he climbed the railing, and when he got to the top of it an old woman rose up out of the ditch before him and said that if he wanted to get the ball he must sleep three nights in the house : so he said he would.
Well ! when it was evening, he went into the house, and looked everywhere for the ball, but he could not find it, nor any one in the house at all ; but when night came on he thought he heard bogles moving about in the courtyard ; so he looked out o' window, and, sure enough, the yard was full of them !
Presently he heard steps coming upstairs, so he hid behind the door, and was as still as a mouse. Then in came a big giant five times as tall as the lad, and looked around ; but seeing nothing he went to the window and bowed himself to look out ; and as he bowed on his elbows to see the bogles in the yard, the lad stepped behind him, and with one blow of his sword he cut him in twain, so that the top part of him fell into the yard, and the bottom part remained standing looking out of the window.
Well ! there was a great cry from the bogles when they saw half the giant come tumbling down to them, and they called out, " There comes half our master ; give us the other half."
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Then the lad said, " It's no use of thee, thou pair of legs, standing alone at the window, as thou hast no eye to see with, so go join thy brother " ; and he cast the lower part of the giant after the top part. Now when the bogles had gotten all the giant they were quiet.
Next night the lad went to sleep in the house again, and this time a second giant came in at the door, and as he came in the lad cut him in twain ; but the legs walked on to the fire and went straight up the chimney.
*' Go, get thee after thy legs," said the lad to the head, and he cast the other half of the giant up the chimney.
Now the third night nothing happened, so the lad got into bed ; but before he went to sleep he heard the bogles striving under the bed, and he wondered what they were at. So he peeped, and saw that they had the ball there, and were playing with it, casting it to and fro.
Now after a time one of them thrust his leg out from under the bed, and quick as anything the lad brings his sword down, and cuts it off. Then another bogle thrust his arm out at t'other side of the bed, and in a twinkling the lad cuts that off too. So it went on, till at last he had maimed them all, and they all went off, crying and wailing, and forgot the ball ! Then the lad got out of bed, found the ball, and went off at once to seek his true love.
Now the lass had been taken to York to be hanged ; she was brought out on the scaffold, and the hangman said, " Now, lass, thou must hang by the neck till thou be'st dead." But she cried out :
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" Stop, stop, I think I see my mother coming ! O mother, hast thou brought my golden ball And come to set me free ? "
And the mother answered :
" I've neither brought thy golden ball
Nor come to set thee free. But I have come to see thee hung
Upon this gallows-tree."
Then the hangman said, " Now, lass, say thy prayers for thou must die." But she said :
" Stop, stop, I think I see my father coming ! O father, hast thou brought my golden ball And come to set me free ? "
And the father answered :
" I've neither brought thy golden ball
Nor come to set thee free. But I have come to see thee hung
Upon this gallows-tree."
Then the hangman said, " Hast thee done thy prayers ? Now, lass, put thy head into the noose."
But she answered, " Stop, stop, I think I see my brother coming ! " And again she sang her little verse, and the brother sang back the same words. And so with her sister, her uncle, her aunt, and her cousin. But they all said the same :
" I've neither brought thy golden ball
Nor come to set thee free. But I have come to see thee hung
Upon this gallows-tree."
Then the hangman said, *' I will stop no longer,
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thou'rt making game of me. Thou must be hung at once."
But now, at long last, she saw her sweetheart coming through the crowd, so she cried to him :
" Stop, stop, I see my sweetheart coming ! Sweetheart, hast thou brought my golden ball And come to set me free ? "
Then her sweetheart held up her golden ball and cried :
" Aye, I have brought to thee thy golden ball
And come to set thee free ; I have not come to see thee hung
Upon this gallows-tree."
So he took her home, then and there, and they lived happy ever after.
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Once upon a time there were two sisters who were as Uke each other as two peas in a pod ; but one was good, and the other was bad-tempered. Now their father had no work, so the girls began to think of going to service.
" I will go first and see what I can make of it,'* said the younger sister, ever so cheerfully, " then you, sis, can follow if I have good luck."
So she packed up a bundle, said good-bye, and started to find a place ; but no one in the town wanted a girl, and she went farther afield into the country. And as she journeyed she came upon an oven in which a lot of loaves were baking. Now as she passed, the loaves cried out with one voice :
" Little girl ! Little girl ! Take us out ! Please take us out ! We have been baking for seven years, and no one has come to take us out. Do take us out or we shall soon be burnt ! "
Then, being a kind, obliging little girl, she stopped, put down her bundle, took out the bread, and went on her way saying :
" You will be more comfortable now."
After a time she came to a cow lowing beside an empty pail, and the cow said to her ;
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" Little girl ! Little girl ! Milk me ! Please milk me ! Seven years have I been waiting, but no one has come to milk me ! "
So the kind girl stopped, put down her bundle, milked the cow into the pail, and went on her way saying :
" Now you will be more comfortable."
By and by she came to an apple tree so laden with fruit that its branches were nigh to break, and the apple tree called to her :
" Little girl ! Little girl ! Please shake my branches. The fruit is so heavy I can't stand straight ! "
Then the kind girl stopped, put down her bundle, and shook the branches so that the apples fell off, and the tree could stand straight. Then she went on her way saying :
" You will be more comfortable now."
So she journeyed on till she came to a house where an old witch-woman lived. Now this witch-woman wanted a servant-maid, and promised good wages. Therefore the girl agreed to stop with her and try how she liked service. She had to sweep the floor, keep the house clean and tidy, the fire bright and cheery. But there was one thing the witch-woman said she must never do ; and that was look up the chimney !
" If you do," said the witch-woman, *' something will fall down on you, and you will come to a bad end."
Well ! the girl swept, and dusted, and made up the fire ; but ne'er a penny of wages did she see. Now the girl wanted to go home as she did not like witch-service ; for the witch used to have boiled
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babies for supper, and bury the bones under some stones in the garden. But she did not Uke to go home penniless ; so she stayed on, sweeping, and dusting, and doing her work, just as if she was pleased. Then one day, as she was sweeping up the hearth, down tumbled some soot, and, without re- membering she was forbidden to look up the chimney, she looked up to see where the soot came from. And, lo and behold ! a big bag of gold fell plump into her lap.
Now the witch happened to be out on one of her witch errands ; so the girl thought it a fine opportunity to be off home.
So she kilted up her petticoats and started to run home ; but she had only gone a little way when she heard the witch-woman coming after her on her broomstick. Now the apple tree she had helped to stand straight happened to be quite close ; so she ran to it and cried :
" Apple tree ! Apple tree, hide me So the old witch can't find me, For if she does she'll pick my bones. And bury me under the garden stones."
Then the apple tree said, " Of course I will. You helped me to stand straight, and one good turn deserves another."
So the apple tree hid her finely in its green branches ; and when the witch flew past saying :
" Tree of mine ! O Tree of mine ! Have you seen my naughty little maid With a willy willy wag and a great big bag, She's stolen my money — all I had ? " 103
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the apple tree answered :
" No, mother dear, Not for seven year ! "
So the witch flew on the wrong way, and the girl got down, thanked the tree politely, and started again. But just as she got to where the cow was standing beside the pail, she heard the witch coming again, so she ran to the cow and cried :
" Cow ! Cow, please hide me
So the witch can't find me ;
If she does she'll pick my bones.
And bury me under the garden stones ! "
" Certainly I will," answered the cow. " Didn't you milk me and make me comfortable ? Hide your- self behind me and you'll be quite safe."
And when the witch flew by and called to the cow :
" O Cow of mine ! Cow of mine ! Ilave you seen my naughty little maid With a willy willy wag and a great big bag, Who stole my money — all that I had ? "
she just said politely :
" No, mother dear. Not for seven year ! "
Then the old witch went on in the wrong direction, and the girl started afresh on her way home ; but just as she got to where the oven stood, she heard that horrid old witch coming behind her again ; so she ran as fast as she could to the oven and cried :
" O Oven ! Oven ! hide me So as the witch can't find me. For if she does she'll pick my bones. And bury them under the garden stones." 104
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Then the oven said, " I am afraid there is no room for you, as another batch of bread is baking ; but there is the baker — ask him."
So she asked the baker, and he said, " Of course I will. You saved my last batch from being burnt ; so run into the bakehouse, you will be quite safe there, and I will settle the witch for you."
So she hid in the bakehouse, only just in time, for there was the old witch calling angrily :
" O Man of mine ! Man of mine ! Have you seen my naughty little maid With a willy willy wag and a great big bag, Who's stole my money — ^all I had ? "
Then the baker replied, " Look in the oven. She may be there."
And the witch alighted from her broomstick and peered into the oven : but she could see no one.
" Creep in and look in the farthest corner," said the baker slyly, and the witch crept in, when
Bang !
he shut the door in her face, and there she was roasting. And when she came out with the bread she was all crisp and brown, and had to go home as best she could and put cold cream all over her !
But the kind, obliging little girl got safe home with her bag of money.
Now the ill-tempered elder sister was very jealous of this good luck, and determined to get a bag of gold for herself. So she in her turn packed up a bundle and started to seek service by the same road.
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But when she came to the oven, and the loaves begged her to take them out because they had been baking seven years and were nigh to burning, she tossed her head and said :
" A Ukely story indeed, that I should burn my fingers to save your crusts. No, thank you ! "
And with that she went on till she came across the cow standing waiting to be milked beside the pail. But when the cow said :
" Little girl ! Little girl ! Milk me ! Please milk me, I've waited seven years to be milked "
She only laughed and replied, " You may wait another seven years for all I care. I'm not your dairymaid ! "
And with that she went on till she came to the apple tree, all overburdened by its fruit. But when it begged her to shake its branches, she only giggled, and plucking one ripe apple, said :
" One is enough for me : you can keep the rest yourself."
And with that she went on munching the apple, till she came to the witch-woman's house.
Now the witch-woman, though she had got over being crisp and brown from the oven, was dreadfully angry with all little maid-servants, and made up her mind this one should not trick her. So for a long time she never went out of the house ; thus the ill-tempered sister never had a chance of looking up the chimney, as she had meant to do at once. And she had to dust, and clean, and brush, and sweep ever so hard, until she was quite tired out.
But one day, when the witch-woman went into the garden to bury her bones, she seized the moment,
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looked up the chimney, and, sure enough, a bag of gold fell plump into her lap !
Well ! she was off with it in a moment, and ran and ran till she came to the apple tree, when she heard the witch-woman behind her. So she cried as her sister had done :
" Apple tree ! Apple tree, hide me So the old witch can't find me, For if she does she'll break my bones Or bury me under the garden stones."
But the apple tree said :
" No room here ! I've too many apples."
So she had to run on ; and when the witch-woman
on her broomstick came flying by and called :
" O Tree of mine ! Tree of mine ! Have you seen a naughty little maid With a willy willy wag and a great big bag, Who's stolen my money — all I had ? "
the apple tree replied :
" Yes, mother dear. She's gone down there."
Then the witch-woman went after her, caught her, gave her a thorough good beating, took the bag of money away from her, and sent her home without a penny payment for all her dusting, and sweeping, and brushing, and cleaning.
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THE LAIDLY WORM
In Bamborough Castle there once lived a King who had two children, a son named Childe Wynde, and a daughter who was called May Margret. Their mother, a fair woman, was dead, and the King mourned her long and faithfully. But, after his son Childe Wynde went to seek his fortune, the King, hunting in the forest, came across a lady of such great beauty that he fell in love with her at once and determined to marry her.
Now Princess May Margret was not over-pleased to think that her mother's place should be taken by a strange woman, nor was she pleased to think that she would have to give up keeping house for her father the King. For she had always taken a pride in her work. But she said nothing, though she stood
long on the castle walls looking out across the sea
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wishing for her dear brother's return ; for, see you, they had mothered each other.
Still no news came of Childe Wynde ; so on the day when the old King was to bring the new Queen home. May Margret counted over the keys of the castle chambers, knotted them on a string, and after casting them over her left shoulder for luck — more for her father's sake than for the new Queen's regard — she stood at the castle gate ready to hand over the keys to her stepmother.
Now as the bridal procession approached with all the lords of the north countrie, and some of the Scots lords in attendance, she looked so fair and so sweet, that the lords whispered to one another of her beauty. And when, after saying in a voice like a mavis —
" Oh welcome, welcome, father,
Unto your halls and towers ! And welcome too, my stepmother.
For all that's here is yours ! "
she turned upon the step and tripped into the yard, the Scots lords said aloud :
" Forsooth ! May Margret's grace
Surpasses all that we have met, she has so fair a face ! "
Now the new Oueen overheard this, and she Stamped her foot and her face flushed with anger as she turned her about and called :
" You might have excepted me,
But I will bring May Margret to a Laidly Worm's degree ; I'll bring her low as a Laidly Worm That warps about a stone. And not till the Childe of Wynde come back Will the witching be undone."
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Well ! hearing this May Margret laughed, not knowing that her new stepmother, for all her beauty, was a witch ; and the laugh made the wicked woman still more angry. So that same night she left her royal bed, and, returning to the lonely cave where she had ever done her magic, she cast Princess May Margret under a spell with charms three times three, and passes nine times nine. And this was her spell ;
" I weird ye to a Laidly Worm,
And such sail ye ever be Until Childe Wynde the King's dear son
Comes home across the sea. Until the world comes to an end
Unspelled ye'U never be. Unless Childe Wynde of his own free will
Sail give you kisses three ! "
So it came to pass that Princess May Margret went to her bed a beauteous maiden, full of grace, and rose next morning a Laidly Worm ; for when her tire-women came to dress her they found coiled up in her bed an awesome dragon, which uncoiled itself and came towards them. And when they ran away terrified, the Laidly Worm crawled and crept, and crept and crawled down to the sea till it reached the rock of the Spindlestone which is called the Heugh. And there it curled itself round the stone, and lay basking in the sun.
Then for seven miles east and seven miles west and seven miles north and south the whole country- side knew the hunger of the Laidly Worm of Spindle- stone Heugh, for it drove the awesome beast to leave its resting-place at night and devour everything it came across.
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At last a wise warlock told the people that if they wished to be quit of these horrors, they must take every drop of the milk of seven white milch kine every morn and every eve to the trough of stone at the foot of the Heugh, for the Laidly Worm, to drink. And this they did, and after that the Laidly Worm troubled the country-side no longer ; but lay warped about the Heugh, looking out to sea with its terrible snout in the air.
But the word of its doings had gone east and had gone west ; it had even gone over the sea and had come to Childe Wynde's ears ; and the news of it angered him ; for he thought perchance it had something to do with his beloved sister May Margret's disappearance. So he called his men-at-arms together and said :
" We must sail to Bamborough and land by Spindlestone, so as to quell and kill this Laidly Worm."
Then they built a ship without delay, laying the keel with wood from the rowan tree. And they made masts of rowan wood also, and oars likewise ; and, so furnished, set forth.
Now the wicked Queen knew by her arts they were coming, so she sent out her imps to still the winds so that the fluttering sails of silk hung idle on the masts. But Childe Wynde was not to be bested ; so he called out the oarsmen. Thus it came to pass that one morn the wicked Queen, looking from the Keep, saw the gallant ship in Bamborough Bay, and she sent out all her witch-wives and her impets to raise a storm and sink the ship ; but they came back unable to hurt it, for, see you, it was built of rowan wood, over which witches have no power.
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Then, as a last device, the Witch Queen laid spells upon the Laidly Worm saying :
" Oh ! Laidly Worm ! Go make their topmast heel, Go ! Worm the sand, and creep beneath the keel."
Now the Laidly Worm had no choice but to obey. So :
" The Worm leapt up, the Worm leapt down
And plaited round each plank. And aye as the ship came close to shore
She heeled as if she sank.
Three times three did Childe Wynde attempt to land, and three times three the Laidly Worm kept the good ship from the shore. At last Childe Wynde gave the word to put the ship about, and the Witch Queen, who was watching from the Keep, thought he had given up : but he was not to be bested : for he only rounded the next point to Budley sands. And there, jumping into the shoal water, he got safely to land, and drawing his sword of proof, rushed up to fight the awesome Worm. But as he raised his sword to strike he heard a voice, soft as the western wind :
" Oh quit thy sword, unbend thy bow,
And give me kisses three, For though I seem a Laidly Worm
No harm I'll do to thee ! "
And the voice seemed to him like the voice of his dear sister May Margret. So he stayed his hand. Then once again the Laidly Worm said :
" Oh quit thy sword, unbend thy bov/,
My laidly form forget. Forgive the wrong and kiss me thrice
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Then Childe Wynde, remembering how he had loved his sister, put his arms round the Laidly Worm and kissed it once. And he kissed the loathly thing twice. And he kissed it yet a third time as he stood with the wet sand at his feet.
Then with a hiss and a roar the Laidly Worm sank to the sand, and in his arms was May Margret !
He wrapped her in his mantle, for she trembled in the cold sea air, and carried her to Bamborough Castle, where the wicked Queen, knowing her hour was come, stood, all deserted by her imps and witch- wives, on the stairs, twisting her hands.
Then Childe Wynde looking at her cried :
" Woe ! Woe to thee, thou wicked Witch !
An ill fate shalt thine be ! The doom thou dreed on May Margret
The same doom shalt thou dree.
Henceforth thou'lt be a Laidly Toad
That in the clay doth wend, And unspelled thou wilt never be
Till this world hath an end."
And as he spoke the wicked Queen began to shrivel, and she shrivelled and shrivelled to a horrid wrinkled toad that hopped down the castle steps and disappeared in a crevice.
But to this day a loathsome toad is sometimes seen haunting Bamborough Keep ; and that Laidly Toad is the wicked Witch Queen !
But Childe Wynde and Princess May Margret loved each other as much as ever, and lived happily ever after.
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TITTY MOUSE AND TATTY MOUSE
Titty Mouse and Tatty Mouse both lived in a house.
Titty Mouse went a-gleaning, and Tatty Mouse went a-gleaning.
So they both went a-gleaning.
Titty Mouse gleaned an ear of corn, and Tatty Mouse gleaned an ear of corn.
So they both gleaned an ear of corn.
Titty Mouse made a pudding, and Tatty Mouse made a pudding.
So they both made a pudding.
And Tatty Mouse put her pudding into the pot to boil.
But when Titty went to put hers in, the pot tumbled over, and scalded her to death, and Tatty sat down and wept.
Then the three-legged stool said, " Tatty, why do you weep ? "
" Titty's dead," said Tatty, *' and so I weep."
" I'hen," said the stool, " I'll hop," so the stool hopped.
Then a broom in the corner of the room said, " Stool, why do you hop ? "
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'' Oh ! " said the stool, " Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps, and so I hop."
" Then," said the broom, " I'll sweep," so the broom began to sweep.
Then said the door, " Broom, why do you sweep ? "
" Oh ! " said the broom, " Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps, and the stool hops, and so I sweep."
" Then," said the door, " I'll jar," so the door jarred.
Then the window said, " Door, why do you jar ? "
'' Oh ! " said the door, " Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps, and the stool hops, and the broom sweeps, and so I jar."
" Then," said the window, " I'll creak," so the window creaked.
Now there was an old form outside the house, and when the window creaked, the form said, " Window, why do you creak ? "
" Oh ! " said the window, '' Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps, and the stool hops, and the broom sweeps, the door jars, and so I creak ! "
" Then," said the old form, " I'll gallop round the house." So the old form galloped round the house.
Now there was a fine large walnut tree growing by the cottage, and the tree said to the form, '* Form, why do you gallop round the house ? "
" Oh ! " says the form, *' Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps, and the stool hops, and the broom sweeps, the door jars, and the window creaks, and so I gallop round the house."
" Then," said the walnut tree, " I'll shed my leaves." So the walnut tree shed all its beautiful green leaves.
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Now there was a little bird perched on one of the boughs of the tree, and when all the leaves fell, it said, " Walnut tree, why do you shed your leaves ? "
*' Oh ! " said the tree, *' Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps, the stool hops, and the broom sweeps, the door jars, and the window creaks, the old form gallops round the house, and so I shed my leaves."
" Then," said the Httle bird, " I'll moult all my feathers," so he moulted all his gay feathers.
Now there was a little girl walking below, carrying a jug of milk for her brothers' and sisters' supper, and when she saw the poor little bird moult all its feathers, she said, " Little bird, why do you moult all your feathers ? "
" Oh ! " said the Uttle bird, " Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps, the stool hops, and the broom sweeps, the door jars, and the window creaks, the old form gallops round the house, the walnut tree sheds its leaves, and so I moult all my feathers."
" Then," said the little girl, " I'll spill the milk." So she dropt the pitcher and spilt the milk.
Now there was an old man just by on the top of a ladder thatching a rick, and when he saw the little girl spill the milk, he said, " Little girl, what do you mean by spilling the milk ? your little brothers and sisters must go without their suppers."
Then said the little girl, *' Titty's dead, and Tatty weeps, the stool hops, and the broom sweeps, the door jars, and the window creaks, the old form gallops round the house, the walnut tree sheds all its leaves, the little bird moults all its feathers, and so I spill the milk.'^
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" Oh ! " said the old man, " then I'll tumble off the ladder and break my neck."
So he tumbled off^ the ladder and broke his neck ; and when the old man broke his neck, the great walnut tree fell down with a crash and upset the old form and house, and the house falling knocked the window out, and the window knocked the door down, and the door upset the broom, and the broom upset the stool, and poor little Tatty Mouse was buried beneath the ruins.
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JACK AND THE BEANSTALK
A LONG long time ago, when most of the world was young and folk did what they liked because all things were good, there lived a boy called Jack.
His father was bed-ridden, and his mother, a good soul, was busy early morns and late eves planning and placing how to support her sick husband and her young son by selling the milk and butter which Milky-White, the beautiful cow, gave them without stint. For it was summer-time. But winter came on ; the herbs of the fields took refuge from the frosts in the warm earth, and though his mother sent Jack to gather what fodder he could get in the hedge- rows, he came back as often as not with a very empty sack ; for Jack's eyes were so often full of wonder at all the things he saw that sometimes he forgot to work !
So it came to pass that one morning Milky-White gave no milk at all — not one drain ! Then the good hard-working mother threw her apron over her head and sobbed :
" What shall we do ? What shall we do ? "
Now Jack loved his mother ; besides, he felt just a bit sneaky at being such a big boy and doing so little to help, so he said, " Cheer up ! Cheer up !
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I'll go and get work somewhere." And he felt as he spoke as if he would work his fingers to the bone ; but the good woman shook her head mournfully.
'* You've tried that before, Jack," she said, " and nobody would keep you. You are quite a good lad but your wits go a-wool-gathering. No, we must sell Milky-White and live on the money. It is no use crying over milk that is not here to spill ! "
You see, she was a wise as well as a hard-working woman, and Jack's spirits rose.
"Just so," he cried. " We will sell Milky- White and be richer than ever. It's an ill wind that blows no one good. So, as it is market-day, I'll just take her there and we shall see what we shall see."
" But " began his mother.
" But doesn't butter parsnips," laughed Jack. " Trust me to make a good bargain."
So, as it was washing-day, and her sick husband was more ailing than usual, his mother let Jack set ofF to sell the cow.
" Not less than ten pounds," she bawled after him as he turned the corner.
Ten pounds, indeed ! Jack had made up his mind to twenty ! Twenty soUd golden sovereigns !
He was just settling what he should buy his mother as a fairing out of the money, when he saw a queer little old man on the road who called out, " Good- morning, Jack ! "
" Good -morning," repUed Jack, with a polite bow, wondering how the queer little old man happened to know his name ; though, to be sure, Jacks were as plentiful as blackberries.
" And where may you be going ? " asked the
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queer little old man. Jack wondered again — he was always wondering, you know — what the queer little old man had to do with it ; but, being always polite, he replied :
*' I am going to market to sell Milky-White — and I mean to make a good bargain."
" So you will ! So you will ! " chuckled the queer little old man. '* You look the sort of chap for it. I bet you know how many beans make five ? "
*' Two in each hand and one in my mouth," answered Jack readily. He really was sharp as a needle.
"Just so, just so ! " chuckled the queer little old man ; and as he spoke he drew out of his pocket five beans. " Well, here they are, so give us Milky- White."
Jack was so flabbergasted that he stood with his mouth open as if he expected the fifth bean to fly into it.
" What ! " he said at last. " My Milky-White for five common beans ! Not if I know it ! "
" But they aren't common beans," put in the queer little old man, and there was a queer little smile on his queer little face. " If you plant these beans over-night, by morning they will have grown up right into the very sky."
Jack was too flabbergasted this time even to open his mouth ; his eyes opened instead.
" Did you say right into the very sky ? " he asked at last ; for, see you. Jack had wondered more about the sky than about anything else.
" Right up into the fert skt," repeated the queer old man, with a nod between each word. " It's
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a good bargain, Jack ; and, as fair play's a jewel, if they don't — why ! meet me here to-morrow morning and you shall have Milky-White back again. Will that please you ? "
'* Right as a trivet," cried Jack, without stopping to think, and the next moment he found himself standing on an empty road.
" Two in each hand and one in my mouth," repeated Jack. " That is what I said, and what I'll do. Everything in order, and if what the queer little old man said isn't true, I shall get Milky-White back to-morrow morning."
So whistling and munching the bean he trudged home cheerfully, wondering what the sky would be like if he ever got there.
" What a long time you've been ! " exclaimed his mother, who was watching anxiously for him at the gate. " It is past sun-setting ; but I see you have
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sold Milky-White. Tell me quick how much you got for her."
" You'll never guess," began Jack.
*' Laws-a-mercy ! You don't say so," interrupted the good woman. *' And I worriting all day lest they should take you in. What was it ? Ten pounds — fifteen — sure it cant be twenty ! "
Jack held out the beans triumphantly.
*' There," he said. " That's what I got for her, and a jolly good bargain too ! "
It was his mother's turn to be flabbergasted ; but all she said was :
" What ! Them beans ! "
*' Yes," replied Jack, beginning to doubt his own wisdom ; " but they're magic beans. If you plant them over-night, by morning they — grow — right up — into — the — sky — Oh ! Please don't hit so hard ! "
For Jack's mother for once had lost her temper, and was belabouring the boy for all she was worth. And when she had finished scolding and beating, she flung the miserable beans out of window, and sent him, supperless, to bed.
If this was the magical effect of the beans, thought Jack ruefully, he didn't want any more magic, if you please.
However, being healthy and, as a rule, happy, he soon fell asleep and slept like a top.
When he woke he thought at first it was moonlight, for everything in the room showed greenish. Then he stared at the little window. It was covered as if with a curtain by leaves. He was out of bed in a trice, and the next moment, without waiting to dress, was climbing up the biggest beanstalk you
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ever saw. For what the queer Uttle old man had said was true ! One of the beans which his mother had chucked into the garden had found soil, taken root, and grown in the night. . . .
Where ? . . .
Up to the very sky ? Jack meant to see at any rate.
So he climbed, and he climbed, and he climbed. It was easy work, for the big beanstalk with the leaves growing out of each side was like a ladder ; for all that he soon was out of breath. Then he got his second wind, and was just beginning to wonder if he had a third when he saw in front of him a wide, shining white road stretching away, and away, and away.
So he took to walking, and he walked, and walked, and walked, till he came to a tall, shining white house with a wide white doorstep.
And on the doorstep stood a great big woman with a black porridge-pot in her hand. Now Jack, having had no supper, was hungry as a hunter, and when he saw the porridge-pot he said quite politely :
" Good-morning, 'm. I wonder if you cou/^ give me some breakfast ? "
*' Breakfast ! " echoed the woman, who, in truth, was an ogre's wife. " If it is breakfast you're want- ing, it's breakfast you'll likely be ; for I expect my man home every instant, and there is nothing he likes better for breakfast than a boy — a fat boy grilled on toast."
Now Jack was not a bit of a coward, and when he wanted a thing he generally got it, so he said cheerful- like :
" I'd be fatter if I'd had my breakfast ! " Whereat
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the ogre's wife laughed and bade Jack come in ; for she was not, really, half as bad as she looked. But he had hardly finished the great bowl of porridge and milk she gave him when the whole house began to tremble and quake. It was the ogre coming home !
Thump ! Thump !! THUMP !!!
" Into the oven with you, sharp ! " cried the ogre's wife ; and the iron oven door was just closed when the ogre strode in. Jack could see him through the little peep-hole slide at the top where the steam came out.
He was a big one for sure. He had three sheep strung to his belt, and these he threw down on the table. " Here, wife," he cried, " roast me these snippets for breakfast ; they are all I've been able to get this morning, worse luck ! I hope the oven's hot ? " And he went to touch the handle, while Jack burst out all of a sweat, wondering what would happen next.
Roast ! " echoed the ogre's wife. " Pooh ! the little things would dry to cinders. Better boil them."
So she set to work to boil them ; but the ogre began sniffing about the room. " They don't smell — mutton meat," he growled. Then he frowned horribly and began the real ogre's rhyme :
" Fee-fi-fo-fum^
I smell the blood of an Englishman.
Be he altve^ or be he dead^
r II grind his bones to make my bread."
** Don't be silly ! " said his wife. " It's the bones of the little boy you had for supper that I'm boiling
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down for soup ! Come, eat your breakfast, there's a good ogre ! "
So the ogre ate his three sheep, and when he had done he went to a big oaken chest and took out three big bags of golden pieces. These he put on the table, and began to count their contents while his wife cleared away the breakfast things. And by and by his head began to nod, and at last he began to snore, and snored so loud that the whole house shook.
Then Jack nipped out of the oven and, seizing one of the bags of gold, crept away, and ran along the straight, wide, shining white road as fast as his legs would carry him till he came to the beanstalk. He couldn't climb down it with the bag of gold, it was so heavy, so he just flung his burden down first, and, helter-skelter, climbed after it.
And when he came to the bottom, there was his mother picking up gold pieces out of the garden as fast as she could ; for, of course, the bag had burst.
" Laws-a-mercy me ! " she says. *' Wherever have you been ? See ! It's been rainin' gold ! "
" No, it hasn't," began Jack. " I cHmbed up "
Then he turned to look for the beanstalk ; but, lo and behold ! it wasn't there at all ! So he knew, then, it was all real magic.
After that they lived happily on the gold pieces for a long time, and the bedridden father got all sorts of nice things to eat ; but, at last, a day came when Jack's mother showed a doleful face as she put a big yellow sovereign into Jack's hand and bade him be careful marketing, because there was not one more in the coffer. After that they must starve.
That night Jack went supperless to bed of his own
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accord. If he couldn't make money, he thought, at any rate he could eat less money. It was a shame for a big boy to stuff himself and bring no grist to the mill.
He slept like a top, as boys do when they don't overeat themselves, and when he woke . . .
Hey, presto ! the whole room showed greenish, and there was a curtain of leaves over the window ! Another bean had grown in the night, and Jack was up it like a lamp-lighter before you could say knife.
This time he didn't take nearly so long climbing until he reached the straight, wide, white road, and in a trice he found himself before the tall white house, where on the wide white steps the ogre's wife was standing with the black porridge-pot in her hand.
And this time Jack was as bold as brass. " Good- morning, 'm," he said. " I've come to ask you for breakfast, for I had no supper, and I'm as hungry as a hunter."
" Go away, bad boy ! " replied the ogre's wife. Last time I gave a boy breakfast my man missed a whole bag of gold. I believe you are the same boy."
" Maybe I am, maybe I'm not," said Jack, with a laugh. *' I'll tell you true when I've had my breakfast ; but not till then."
So the ogre's wife, who was dreadfully curious, gave him a big bowl full of porridge ; but before he had half finished it he heard the ogre coming —
Thump ! Thump ! THUMP !
** In with you to the oven," shrieked the ogre's
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wife. *' You shall tell me when he has gone to sleep."
This time Jack saw through the steam peep-hole that the ogre had three fat calves strung to his belt.
" Better luck to-day, wife ! " he cried, and his voice shook the house. " Quick ! Roast these trifles for my breakfast ! I hope the oven's hot ? "
And he went to feel the handle of the door, but his wife cried out sharply :
Roast ! Why, you'd have to wait hours before they were done ! I'll broil them — see how bright the fire is ! "
*' Umph ! " growled the ogre. And then he began sniffing and calling out :
" Fee-fi-fo-fum^
I smell the blood of an Englishman.
Be he alive^ or be he dead^
r II grind his bones to make my bread. ^^
" Twaddle ! " said the ogre's wife. " It's only the bones of the boy you had last week that I've put into the pig-bucket ! "
" Umph ! " said the ogre harshly ; but he ate the broiled calves, and then he said to his wife, " Bring me my hen that lays the magic eggs. I want to see gold."
So the ogre's wife brought him a great big black hen with a shiny red comb. She plumped it down on the table and took away the breakfast things.
Then the ogre said to the hen, " Lay ! " and it promptly laid — what do you think ? — a beautiful, shiny, yellow, golden egg !
" None so dusty, henny-penny," laughed the
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ogre. '* I shan't have to beg as long as I've got you." Then he said, " Lay ! " once more ; and, lo and behold ! there was another beautiful, shiny, yellow, golden egg !
Jack could hardly believe his eyes, and made up his mind that he would have that hen, come what might. So, when the ogre began to doze, he just out like a flash from the oven, seized the hen, and ran for his life ! But, you see, he reckoned without his prize ; for hens, you know, always cackle when they leave their nests after laying an egg, and this one set up such a scrawing that it woke the ogre.
" Where's my hen ? " he shouted, and his wife came rushing in, and they both rushed to the door ; but Jack had got the better of them by a good start, and all they could see was a little figure right away down the wide white road, holding a big, scrawing, cackling, fluttering black hen by the legs !
How Jack got down the beanstalk he never knew. It was all wings, and leaves, and feathers, and cack- lings ; but get down he did, and there was his mother wondering if the sky was going to fall !
But the very moment Jack touched ground he called out, " Lay ! " and the black hen ceased cackling and laid a great, big, shiny, yellow, golden egg.
So every one was satisfied ; and from that moment everybody had everything that money could buy. For, whenever they wanted anything, they just said, *' Lay ! " and the black hen provided them with gold.
But Jack began to wonder if he couldn't find some- thing else besides money in the sky. So one fine moonlight midsummer night he refused his supper, and before he went to bed stole out to the garden
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