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Thereupon Johnny leapt up, and pop pop struck them too with a spray, and then bound both their hands together. Don't, Johnny, don't! I see nothing Alas, alas but owls. Tell Jezinka as to the first ; the water closed over her. I see nothing but pike. She took them from under the whole heap. And when Johnny inserted them into the old man's sockets, Praise he cried out joyfully These, these are my eyes ' :! BETTY was a little girl ; her mother was a widow, and had no more of her property left than a dilapidated cottage and two she-goats ;.

Whenever she went from home, her mother always her in a basket a slice of bread and a spindle, with the gave As she had no distaff, she used injunction, Let it be full. When she had finished her meal, she sprang The sun smiled up, folded her hands, danced and sang. Once, when according to custom, exactly at mid-day, after her scanty dinner, she was getting ready for a dance, all of a sudden where she came, there she came a very beautiful maiden stood before her.

She had on a white dress as fine as gossamer, golden-coloured hair flowed. I'll teach you So spoke the maiden, tucked her dress up on one side, took Betty by the waist, let's. The musicians sat on the branches of skipped the birches in black, ash-coloured, brown, and variegated their.

Betty's cheek blackbirds, and a very skilful mocking-bird. They till. Then the beautiful maiden stopped, the music ceased, and as she came so she disappeared. Betty looked about her ; the sun was setting behind the She clapped her hands on the top of her head, and, feeling the unspun flax, remembered that her spindle, which. She took the flax down from her head, and put it with the spindle into She her basket, called the goats, and drove them home. The goats, hearing no merry song behind them, looked round to see whether their own. Knowing that her mother was not in the habit of reeling up the yarn at once, she intended to make up the next day what she had neglected to do the first day,.

The next day Betty again drove the goats as usual to the On arriving birch-wood, and sang to herself again merrily. The sun indicated mid-day. Betty gave each of the goats a morsel of bread, went off for strawberries, and after returning began to eat her dinner and chatter with. And why mustn't you? Betty was still. To-day, before the sun sets, I must make up what I left undone yesterday.

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The beautiful maiden. Betty couldn't take her At last the eyes off her, and forgot the goats and her task. Betty clapped her hand on the top of her head, where the unspun flax was twined, and began to cry. The beautiful maiden put her hand on her head, took off the it round the stem of a slender birch, seized the and began to spin. The spindle just swung over the surface of the ground, grew fuller before her eyes, and before the sun set behind the wood all the yarn was spun, as well as that which Betty had not finished the day before.

While giving the full spool into the girl's hand the beautiful maiden said: 'Reel, and grumble not remember my " After these words she words, Reel, and grumble not! Betty was content, and thought on her way, If she is so good and kind, I will dance with her again if she comes again.

But her mother gave her no cheerful welcome. Wishing in the course of the day to reel the yarn, she saw that the spindle was not full, and was therefore out of humour. What were. Pardon, mother ; I danced a little too long,' said Betty humbly, and, showing her mother the. She wished to tell her mother of her adventure, but bethought herself again, No, not unless she comes again, and then I will ask her what kind of person she is, and will tell my mother. The third morning, as usual, she drove the goats to the birch-wood.

The goats began to pasture Betty sat under The sun indicated the tree, and began to sing and spin. Betty laid her spindle on the grass, gave each of the goats a morsel of bread, collected strawberries, ate her dinner, and while giving the crumbs to the birds, said :. Betty forgot her spindle and her goats, saw nothing but the beautiful maiden, whose body bent in every direction like a willow-wand, and thought of nothing but the delightful music, in tune with which her feet bounded of their own accord. They danced from mid-day till even.

Then the maiden stopped, and the music ceased. Betty looked round; the sun was behind the wood. With tears she clasped her hands on the top of her head, and turning in search of the half-empty spindle, lamented about what her mother would say to her. Give me your basket,' said the at the. I will make up to you for what you undone to-day. Betty was afraid to peep into the basket immediately, but The basket half-way home she couldn't restrain herself. She couldn't help looking to see whether the maiden hadn't tricked her.

And how frightened she was when she saw that the basket. In anger she threw out two handfuls of leaves, and was. The goats again could hardly recognise their shepherdess. Her mother was waiting for her on the threshold, full of '. When you went out in the morning, I went to reel ; I reeled and reeled, and the spool still the spool still ; has spun it? Betty confessed, and began to tell about the beautiful maiden. That was a wood-lady! She would have ;. But they have compassion on girls, and often give them rich presents.

It's a pity that. She took out the spindle and unspun flax from the top, and looked once more, and, See, mother she cried out. Her mother looked and clapped her hands. The birchleaves were turned into gold She ordered me " Don't '. The next morning she went herself to look at the place! But the riches that Betty had brought home were large enough. Her mother bought a small estate they had many cattle. Betty had handsome clothes, and was not obliged to pasture goats ;. She often went to the birch-wood ; she was attracted there.

She hoped for the good fortune of seeing the beautiful maiden ;. THERE was a king who had a be induced to laugh; she was proclaimed that she should be cause her to laugh. There was son :. So the king given to anyone who could also a shepherd who had a always sad. He said Daddy I, too, will go to make her laugh. I want nothing from you but the goat. So he took the goat and went, and met a man who had a on his shoulder. George said Why have you a foot ' :. If I take it off, I leap a on your shoulder? They came to an inn, and orders had already been given there beforehand, that when such people came, they were to give them what they liked to eat and drink the king would pay for all.

So they tied the goat with that very riband and placed it in the innkeeper's room to be taken care of, and he put it in The innkeeper the side room where his daughters slept. Go, fetch her. Come, leave it alone And now she too was unable to withdraw herself from her. So Kate said Come, don't unfasten it Kate went and gave Dodla a pat on the petticoat and now she, too, couldn't get away, but was obliged to stay by her.

In the morning George made haste and went for the Kate, Dodla, and Manka. They went through the village, and the judge looked out of a window and said, what's this? After this, a cowherd drove some cows through. Thus they afterwards came in front of the castle, and the came out of doors and when they saw such things, went and told the king. O sire, we have such a they spectacle here; we have already had all manner of masquerades, but this has never been here yet. He they asked him what sort of person he was. They said that it could not be done for he was of mean but he lineage, and they could not give him the damsel must accomplish something more for them.

He said,. But after this there was only a very little time to spare, and by then he ought to have. So George said to the second You said that if you removed the bandage from your eyes, you could see a hundred miles. Peep and see what is going on. That will be a bad job,' said George ; the time will be up. You, third man, you said if you pulled your thumb out, you could squirt a hundred miles ; be quick and squirt thither, that he may get up.

And you, look whether he is moving, or what. So he took his people and went into the forest. They came There were three wild beasts, and three lairs to a firwood. Two did as they lay. So they took some stones and some pine-cones in their pockets, and climbed up had been formed by wallowing nothing ;. He said I'm not Be quiet don't butt me. The unicorn attacked each other and fought together. So they sprang speedily down from the fir, and the other two away and escaped, but they cut off the head of the third, the unicorn, took it up, and carried it to the castle.

So the king ordered them to note what he should say. There was a hired female servant there, and she said to him George, it will be evil of the world. So they drew up the soldiers, and would hold a review in his honour, for they would. Then conducted him thither, and the soldiers were already they going to let fly at him.

But George said to the man who held his said, if. Then they gave him a handsome royal robe, and the wedding they told. To-day I went, yesterday I came; I found an egg among the tree-stumps ; I knocked it against somebody's head, and gave him a bald place, and he's got I,. The man who jumps one hundred miles appears to be the rainbow, the man with bandaged eyes the lightning, and the man with the bottle the cloud. The interpretation will be very similar to that of No. As to the nonsense at the end, it is a specimen of the. In very early times Moravia appears to have been more civilized and powerful than Bohemia ; but later, Bohemia.

On the east the Moravian melts into the Silesian, or Water'. The story constructed on this basis is more graceful and fuller of rather than. No one was willing to stand sponsor, because he was so very poor. The father said to himself willing to ' :. He asked her to be godmother. She didn't make any excuse, and immediately saluted him as parent of her godchild, took the baby in her arms, and carried him to church.

The little lad was properly christened. Afterwards she conducted him into great vaults, and through these vaults they went right into the under -world in the dark. There tapers were burning of three sizes small, large, and. Gossip, here I have the duration of everybody's life. We have only one form, ' gossip,' which thus has to do duty for both the godmother and the father of the godchild. She arrived, and placed the boy on his mother's bed, and asked her how she was, and whether she had any pain anywhere.

The mother confided her griefs to her,. They drank and feasted together. I will tell you all the remedies. I possess them all,. All at once he became a distinguished physician. A prince was dying nay, he. When he had him well, without asking how much they were indebted. Again, a count was dying. Death was standing behind the bed at his head. The physician cried: 'It's a bad case, but we'll have a try. The count paid him in return as much as he could carry away, without ever asking how much he was indebted ; he was only too glad that he had restored said to.

True, you have done him good, but only for a while; I must, none the less, take him off whither he is due. But at last he was Death wearied out, and asked Death herself to take him. She began to tickle and play with him, and tap him with a green twig under the throat ; he threw himself into her lap,.

You shall go to a physician as a pupil, and you shall be more skilful than he, only behave nicely. Then she took leave of him and departed.

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The physician and the lad went together to gather and each herb cried out to the pupil what remedial it had, and the The physician also pupil gathered it. When they were all over sixteen years old, they said to their father ' :. They mounted their horses and rode to the mountains. On a mountain were four roads, and between them stood a beech-tree.

At this beech-tree they halted, and the eldest said to the rest, Brothers, let us separate here, and go each by a different '. Seeing that they were all free from rust, he rejoiced, and said, Praise be to God we are all alive and well. When he came to his father, '! Well, you've learned a nice gainful handicraft.

The son gave the command, Let it be mended up,' and in a moment the coat was mended up as if it were brand new, nor was it possible to know that it had been mended at all. Upon this the father said nothing more. The next day the second son came to the beech. The son said to him, Shame on you I'm not a thief like a thief, but I'm such a 'But, daddy, thief that, if I think of anything, be it where it may, I have!

Just then a hare came running on the could be seen through the window ; the father told him to fetch the hare. The son immediately said, Let it. After this the father said no more. The third day the third son came to the beech, pulled out his '. Seeing that it was clear of rust, he said, Praise be to God we are all alive and! The son handicraft he had learned. The son answered, 'But, daddy, I am kind of astrologer if I look at the sky, I see at once where anything is in the whole earth.

When he came to his father, the father asked him what manner of handicraft he had learned. The son answered that he was a huntsman. The father Shoot it The youngest son spoke the word, and said,. The father said, I don't see whether it The astrologer looked at the sky, and said, lying dead. The father said, The whole skin is torn who'll buy it of us?

The brothers said to one another, Let. The king immediately sent a When they came to the king, they said carriage for them. The king said that this was very truth, and immediately asked them to tell him where his daughter was. The astrologer replied that he could not tell him just then, but when evening came he would perceive in the sky where she was. About eight or The nine o'clock they went out and gazed at the sky.

When assembled and drove in the carriage to the day came, they Red Sea. Then they got into a boat and rowed to the the dragon then island where the princess was. They rowed speedily away in the boat, but the dragon, full of wrath, roared and growled and rose in the air above them. The astrologer said to the huntsman, Brother, shoot him. They threw the dragon into the sea, and the huntsman-brother gave the word to the cobblerthe water in. Thus they arrived safely with the princess at the sea-shore, landed on the beach, took their seats in the carriage with the princess,.

But as they drove along in the carriage, they disputed to which of them the princess '. If it hadn't been for me, we said, shouldn't have got the princess into the boat. The cobbler him, they wouldn't have shot the dragon. The king said, '. According to my promise, the astrologer-brother must obtain her, for I made proclamation that whoever should -find the lost princess should obtain her and the kingdom with her was.

The astrologer, as soon as the wedding was over, sent home for his father. The father came, and was delighted that his sons had become monarchs each in his district. In the spring he lived with the cobbler, in the summer with the thief, in the autumn with the huntsman, and in winter each shall receive a kings in your.

And I think the error is in the story,. Thus the princess herself, the earth or its fertility, is assigned to the representative of. They seem to be the debris of a. Like a bright to the glass hill,. He made known his determination to his father, and his father gave him for the. Once, quite. As he threw himself down, his father's sword, which he wore at his side,. Frightened by the clang of the sword, they rose on their wings, and flew into the air above the lofty tree. Hem till now I haven't seen a '! Praise be to God! Here there is neither bird nor whither have you come?

I will now conceal you somewhat you will hide yourunder the besom, and wait there concealed till I call ;. Jezibaba, soothing Well, youth who wants to consult you about something. Happily his life was safeguarded, when Jezibaba bade him come out from under the besom. Well, you beetle, why are you afraid? Now seeking. I've long been mountains, and can't find that which I I've come to ask you whether you can't. But stay, I won't let you go away hungry.

Mother, here with the dumplings Old Jezibaba set a large dish upon the table, and her gigantic son sat down to it. Come and! The prince took the first dumpling and began to eat, but two of his teeth broke, for they were dumplings of lead. Well, why don't you eat? Yes, they are good ; but I don't want any just now. Before him it was desolate, behind him it was desolate there wasn't a single ;. The clang of his silverfar and wide. Above him four and '. In front of the castle stood an old woman bent with age, leaning on a long silver staff, and this.

I bring Nay, a greeting from his brother in the leaden castle. For ever so seeking. Hide yourself under the bed, and don't make yourself known unless I call you. The mountains echoed with a mighty voice, the castle quaked, and the prince knew that Jezibaba's son was coming Foh foh there's a smell of human flesh ; I'm home.

Well, beetle, have you been at my brother's? I am come you want. Go to my brother in the golden castle, he will direct you. But stay, I won't let you go away Mother, here with the dumplings Jezibaba brought the dumplings on a large silver dish, and set them on the table. Eat shouted her son. The prince, seeing hungry. Three days had already passed since he quitted the silver greet. His silver-mounted sword clanged on the ground, and the sound spread far and wide. Krr, krr, krr croaked a flock! Scarcely had he come out of the valley on to a small hill, when he saw a beautiful and wide meadow, and in the midst of the meadow stood a golden castle, just as if he were gazing at the sun ; and before the gate of the castle stood an old bent Jezibaba, leaning on a.

Ah my son what do you seek for here?

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Here there is neither bird nor insect to be seen, much less a human being If your life is '! I have long been wandering in this mountain range, and haven't been able to find out where are the glass hill and the three lemons. Hide yourself under the table, and stay there till. Foh foh there's a smell of human flesh ; I'm going to eat it shouted he, while '! Gently, my there is a handson, gently! I will call him at once. You will go up the glass hill, kneel under the tree, and hold up your hands if the lemons are destined for you, round.

And now go, and God be with you But stay, I won't let you go hungry. Mother, here with the dumplings Jezibaba set a large golden dish on the! He then thanked him courteously for his hospitality. There he stopped, as if turned to a stone. The was high and smooth ; there wasn't a single crack in it. God help me Now, as it shall be, so it. He threw away the first, and lo the dumpling fixed itself. The prince was overjoyed. He kept throwing the safety. First he threw the leaden ones, then the silver,. The tree disappeared, the glass hill crashed and vanished, and when the prince came to himself, there was no tree, no hill, but a wide plain lay.

But when the third day came, a vacuum began to make itself felt in his. He was so hungry that he would have then and there betaken himself to the leaden gladly dumplings if his pocket hadn't been empty. His pocket. Have you made ready for me to drink? Have you made sprang a beautiful damsel, :. But on the third day a hunger three times worse than him. God help me said he I have still one over. I'll cut it up. Have you made ready for me to eat?


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The prince related how it had gone with him on his journey, and the members of the household how anxiously they had waited for him. Have you got pretty dresses ready for me? The beautiful damsel put on the beautiful clothes, and all re-. Ere long the betrothal joiced at her extraordinary beauty. Now was fulfilled the old king's wish ; he blessed his son,. Now he was constrained for the first time to against him.

Lest, therefore, anything part from his hard-earned wife. Not far from the royal castle lived an old woman, the same that had given the prince the counsel about the three lemons. She had a servant, a gipsy, whom she was in the habit of sending to the lake for water. She knew very well that the young king had obtained a wife, and it annoyed her excessively that he had not invited her to the wedding, One nay, had not even thanked her for her good advice.

Under the impression that this was her own reflection, she banged her pitcher on the ground, so that it flew into a. Are you worthy,' said she, that so beautiful a person as myself should carry water for an old '. Ashamed, she picked up the pieces and returned home. The old woman, who knew. Well, that's nothing said the old woman.

But, do you know what? Go you once more to the lake, and ask the lady to let down the silken cord and draw you If she draws up, promising to comb and dress her hair. It wasn't necessary to use much persuasion to the gipsy ; she took the pin, took the pitcher, and returned to the. Then the. At that moment a beautiful white dove flew off the. The young king was successful in overcoming his enemies, and made peace with them. Scarcely had he returned to and the town, when he went to the garden to seek his delight, But to see whether anything had happened to her. Ah, my dear, my very dear one, how you have altered!

Ah, my dove why are you so sad? Has your mate been transformed like my beautiful wife? But feeling a kind of protuberance on its head, he blew the Touched feathers apart, and behold the head of a pin 4! She narrated to him all that had happened to her, and how it had happened ; how the gipsy had deluded her, and how she had stuck the pin into her head. The king immediately caused the gipsy and the old woman to be apprehended and burnt without further ado. But there was a king there, and this king possessed a horse with a sun on his forehead and this sun-horse of his the king caused to be led up and down the dark country, from one end to the other, that the people might be able to exist there ; and light came from him on all sides wherever he was led, just as in the most beautiful day.

All at once the sun-horse disappeared. A darkness worse than that of night prevailed over the whole country, and Unheard-of terror spread among nothing could disperse it. The king, therefore, in order to liberate his realm and prevent universal destruction, made ready to seek the sun-horse with his whole army. Through thick darkness he made his way as best he could to the frontier of his realm. On such a mountain the king came with his.

He went in to inquire where he was, what it was, and how to get further. At a table sat a peasant, diligently reading in an open book. When the king bowed to him he raised his eyes, thanked. His whole person announced that he him, and stood up. Do you hear? Ah, what a dear creature you are said she, as she with him ; if my husband were at home he would played but he won't come till indeed be delighted with you it. But the witch answered the daughter. But the bird cunningly wring transformed itself into a man, and, pop out through the door, and they didn't know whither he had betaken himinnocent dear said ' :.

Afterwards he again transformed himself into a green bird, flew on the gable of the middle sister, and pecked at. And when she let she opened the window for him. Oh, what a dear creature you are cri'ed the queen, smiling my husband would indeed be '! Wring the Thereupon the witch burst into the room.

Well, what if it should make me bleed? But at that! And when she had let him in he flew straight on to her white hand, and made himself so agreeable to her that she played with him with the Ah, what a dear creature you are delight of a child. Well, what if making you bleed. But at that moment the bird changed itself into a man, and pop out through the door, so that none of them saw him more. On they went with rapid step till came to a bridge, over which the kings were obliged they the seer. It was the at. Close to the bridge his horse stumbled over a log of wood, which the seer had thrown across the bridge.

Ha what scoundrel was that who eldest king returning '!

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Thereat the seer sprang out from under the bridge and rushed upon the king for daring to call him a scoundrel,'. The seer bound the dead king on the. He then withdrew under the and they waited there till the next evening. When day a second time declined towards evening, the middle king came to the bridge, and, seeing the ground sprinkled with blood, cried out, 'Somebody's been killed here!

At these words the seer sprang out from under kingdom the bridge and rushed upon the king with drawn sword, Defend yourself as exclaiming, How dare you insult me? They then withdrew under the bridge and the third evening came. The third evening, at the very setting of the sun, up darted the youngest king on the sun-horse, darted up with speed, for he was somewhat '. Long time they fought, and broke their swords, yet victory didn't show itself either.

Let us turn ourselves into wheels and start down from the hill '. Then they went up the hill, turned themselves into wheels, and started downwards. The cartwheel flew to pieces, and bang right into the lighter wheel,! Immediately the seer arose out of the cart-wheel and joyfully exclaimed, There you are, the Not a bit of it, sir brother criea the victory is mine so that it.

Let us make my fingers. Long did they burn each other, but nothing came of it. Thereupon, by coincidence, up came. Then it was all over with the king. In the royal palaces there was deep grief at the murder of the two kings ; the entire palaces were draped with black. The old witch, cloth,. The seer and his servant had already got through a good part of their journey, and were then crossing desert moun!

Here a terrible hunger seized the and there wasn't even a wild plum to assuage it. Apples were a treeless waste. I'll get you some of it. That is the middle queen, whose mother placed her here to put us out of this world,' said the seer, and the servant thanked him for his warning, and went on, would he, nould he, in hunger and thirst, to flow from it.

My son, marry! Nobody within the memory of man had been up there, or had ever heard what was up there. When he got up to the last story, he saw in the ceiling a little iron door like a trap-door. It was closed. He opened it with the golden key, lifted it, and went up above it. There there was a large circular room. The ceiling was blue like the sky on a clear night, and silver stars glittered on it; the floor was a carpet of green silk, and around in the wall were twelve high windows in golden frames, and in each window on crystal glass was a damsel painted with the colours of the rainbow, with a royal crown on her head, in each window a different one in a different dress, each handsomer than the other, and it was a wonder that the prince did not let his eyes dwell upon them.

When he had gazed at them with astonishment, the damsels began to move as if they were alive, looked down upon him, smiled, and did everything but speak. Now the prince observed that one of the twelve windows was covered with a white curtain; he drew the curtain to see what was behind it. There there was a damsel in a white dress, girt with a silver girdle, with a crown of pearls on her head; she was the most beautiful of all, but was sad and pale, as if she had risen from the grave. The prince stood long before the picture, as if he had made a discovery, and as he thus gazed, his heart pained him, and he cried, 'This one will I have, and no other.

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