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spoke a word, and the nurse was too frightened to say anything
about her visits.
After some little time had elapsed the Queen spoke one night,
and said:
`Is my child well? Is my Roe well?
I’ll come back twice and then farewell.’
The nurse made no answer, but as soon as the Queen had
disappeared she went to the King and told him all. The King exclaimed,
`Good heavens! what do you say? I will watch myself to-night
by the child’s bed.’
When the evening came he went to the nursery, and at midnight
the Queen appeared and said:
`Is my child well? Is my Roe well?
I’ll come back once and then farewell.’
And she nursed and petted the child as usual before she
disappeared. The King dared not trust himself to speak to her, but
the following night he kept watch again.
That night when the Queen came she said:
`Is my child well? Is my Roe well?
I’ve come this once, and now farewell.’
Then the King could restrain himself no longer, but sprang to
her side and cried, `You can be no one but my dear wife!’
`Yes,’ said she, `I am your dear wife!’ and in the same moment
she was restored to life, and was as fresh and well and rosy as ever.
Then she told the King all the cruel things the wicked witch and
her daughter had done. The King had them both arrested at once
and brought to trial, and they were condemned to death. The
daughter was led into the forest, where the wild beasts tore her to
pieces, and the old witch was burnt at the stake.
As soon as she reduced to ashes the spell was taken off the
little Roe, and he was restored to his natural shape once more, and
so brother and sister lived happily ever after.[6]
[6] Grimm.
PRINCESS ROSETTEONCE upon a time there lived a King and Queen who had two
beautiful sons and one little daughter, who was so pretty that
no one who saw her could help loving her. When it was time for
the christening of the Princess, the Queen—as she always did—
sent for all the fairies to be present at the ceremony, and afterwards
invited them to a splendid banquet.
When it was over, and they were preparing to go away, the
Queen said to them:
`Do not forget your usual good custom. Tell me what is going
to happen to Rosette.’
For that was the name they had given the Princess.
But the fairies said they had left their book of magic at home,
and they would come another day and tell her.
`Ah!’ said the Queen, `I know very well what that means—you
have nothing good to say; but at least I beg that you will not hide
anything from me.’
So, after a great deal of persuasion, they said:
`Madam, we fear that Rosette may be the cause of great
misfortunes to her brothers; they may even meet with their death
through her; that is all we have been able to foresee about your dear
little daughter. We are very sorry to have nothing better to tell you.’
Then they went away, leaving the Queen very sad, so sad that
the King noticed it, and asked her what was the matter.
The Queen said that she had been sitting too near the fire, and
had burnt all the flax that was upon her distaff.
`Oh! is that all?’ said the King, and he went up into the
garret and brought her down more flax than she could spin in a
hundred years. But the Queen still looked sad, and the King
asked her again what was the matter. She answered that she
had been walking by the river and had dropped one of her green
satin slippers into the water.
`Oh! if that’s all,’ said the King, and he sent to all the shoemakers in his kingdom, and they very soon made the Queen ten
thousand green satin slippers, but still she looked sad. So the
King asked her again what was the matter, and this time she
answered that in eating her porridge too hastily she had swallowed
her wedding-ring. But it so happened that the King knew better,
for he had the ring himself, and he said:
`Oh I you are not telling me the truth, for I have your ring here
in my purse.’
Then the Queen was very much ashamed, and she saw that the
King was vexed with her; so she told him all that the fairies had
predicted about Rosette, and begged him to think how the misfortunes
might be prevented.
Then it was the King’s turn to look sad, and at last he said:
`I see no way of saving our sons except by having Rosette’s
head cut off while she is still little.’
But the Queen cried that she would far rather have her own
head cut off, and that he had better think of something else, for she
would never consent to such a thing. So they thought and thought,
but they could not tell what to do, until at last the Queen heard
that in a great forest near the castle there was an old hermit, who
lived in a hollow tree, and that people came from far and near to
consult him; so she said:
`I had better go and ask his advice; perhaps he will know what
to do to prevent the misfortunes which the fairies foretold.’
She set out very early the next morning, mounted upon a pretty
little white mule, which was shod with solid gold, and two of her
ladies rode behind her on beautiful horses. When they reached
the forest they dismounted, for the trees grew so thickly that the
horses could not pass, and made their way on foot to the hollow
tree where the hermit lived. At first when he saw them coming he
was vexed, for he was not fond of ladies; but when he recognised
the Queen, he said:
`You are welcome, Queen. What do you come to ask of me?’
Then the Queen told him all the fairies had foreseen for Rosette,
and asked what she should do, and the hermit answered that she
must shut the Princess up in a tower and never let her come out of
it again. The Queen thanked and rewarded him, and hastened
back to the castle to tell the King. When he heard the news he
had a great tower built as quickly as possible, and there the
Princess was shut up, and the King and Queen and her two brothers
went to see her every day that she might not be dull. The eldest
brother was called `the Great Prince,’ and the second `the Little
Prince.’ They loved their sister dearly, for she was the sweetest,
prettiest princess who was ever seen, and the least little smile from
her was worth more than a hundred pieces of gold. When Rosette
was fifteen years old the Great Prince went to the King and asked
if it would not soon be time for her to be married, and the Little
Prince put the same question to the Queen.
Their majesties were amused at them for thinking of it, but did
not make any reply, and soon after both the King and the Queen
were taken ill, and died on the same day. Everybody was
sorry, Rosette especially, and all the bells in the kingdom were
tolled.
Then all the dukes and counsellors put the Great Prince upon a
golden throne, and crowned him with a diamond crown, and they
all cried, `Long live the King!’ And after that there was nothing
but feasting and rejoicing.
The new King and his brother said to one another:
`Now that we are the masters, let us take our sister out of that
dull tower which she is so tired of.’
They had only to go across the garden to reach the tower, which
was very high, and stood up in a corner. Rosette was busy at her
embroidery, but when she saw her brothers she got up, and taking
the King’s hand cried:
`Good morning, dear brother. Now that you are King, please
take me out of this dull tower, for I am so tired of it.’
Then she began to cry, but the King kissed her and told her to
dry her tears, as that was just what they had come for, to take her
out of the tower and bring her to their beautiful castle, and the
Prince showed her the pocketful of sugar plums he had brought for
her, and said:
`Make haste, and let us get away from this ugly tower, and very
soon the King will arrange a grand marriage for you.’
When Rosette saw the beautiful garden, full of fruit and flowers,
with green grass and sparkling fountains, she was so astonished
that not a word could she say, for she had never in her life seen
anything like it before. She looked about her, and ran hither and
thither gathering fruit and flowers, and her little dog Frisk, who
was bright green all over, and had but one ear, danced before her,
crying `Bow-wow-wow,’ and turning head over heels in the most
enchanting way.
Everybody was amused at Frisk’s antics, but all of a sudden he
ran away into a little wood, and the Princess was following him,
when, to her great delight, she saw a peacock, who was spreading
his tail in the sunshine. Rosette thought she had never seen
anything so pretty. She could not take her eyes off him, and there she
stood entranced until the King and the Prince came up and asked
what was amusing her so much. She showed them the peacock,
and asked what it was, and they answered that it was a bird which
people sometimes ate.
`What!’ said the Princess, `do they dare to kill that beautiful
creature and eat it? I declare that I will never marry any one but
the King of the Peacocks, and when I am Queen I will take very
good care that nobody eats any of my subjects.’
At this the King was very much astonished.
`But, little sister,’ said he, `where shall we find the King of the
Peacocks?’
`Oh! wherever you like, sire,’ she answered, `but I will never
marry any one else.’
After this they took Rosette to the beautiful castle, and the
peacock was brought with her, and told to walk about on the terrace
outside her windows, so that she might always see him, and then
the ladies of the court came to see the Princess, and they brought
her beautiful presents—dresses and ribbons and sweetmeats, diamonds
and pearls and dolls and embroidered slippers, and she was
so well brought up, and said, `Thank you!’ so prettily, and was so
gracious, that everyone went away delighted with her.
Meanwhile the King and the Prince were considering how they
should find the King of the Peacocks, if there was such a person in
the world. And first of all they had a portrait made of the Princess,
which was so like her that you really would not have been surprised
if it had spoken to you. Then they said to her:
`Since you will not marry anyone but the King of the Peacocks,
we are going out together into the wide world to search for him.
If we find him for you we shall be very glad. In the meantime,
mind you take good care of
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