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Agaliha
October 26th, 2008, 04:20 AM
The Mermaid and the Boy



Long, long ago, there lived a king who ruled over a country by
the sea. When he had been married about a year, some of his
subjects, inhabiting a distant group of islands, revolted against
his laws, and it became needful for him to leave his wife and go
in person to settle their disputes. The queen feared that some
ill would come of it, and implored him to stay at home, but he
told her that nobody could do his work for him, and the next
morning the sails were spread, and the king started on his
voyage.

The vessel had not gone very far when she ran upon a rock, and
stuck so fast in a cleft that the strength of the whole crew
could not get her off again. To make matters worse, the wind was
rising too, and it was quite plain that in a few hours the ship
would be dashed to pieces and everybody would be drowned, when
suddenly the form of a mermaid was seen dancing on the waves
which threatened every moment to overwhelm them.

'There is only one way to free yourselves,' she said to the king,
bobbing up and down in the water as she spoke, 'and that is to
give me your solemn word that you will deliver to me the first
child that is born to you.'

The king hesitated at this proposal. He hoped that some day he
might have children in his home, and the thought that he must
yield up the heir to his crown was very bitter to him; but just
then a huge wave broke with great force on the ship's side, and
his men fell on their knees and entreated him to save them.

So he promised, and this time a wave lifted the vessel clean off
the rocks, and she was in the open sea once more.

The affairs of the islands took longer to settle than the king
had expected, and some months passed away before he returned to
his palace. In his absence a son had been born to him, and so
great was his joy that he quite forgot the mermaid and the price
he had paid for the safety of his ship. But as the years went
on, and the baby grew into a fine big boy, the remembrance of it
came back, and one day he told the queen the whole story. From
that moment the happiness of both their lives was ruined. Every
night they went to bed wondering if they should find his room
empty in the morning, and every day they kept him by their sides,
expecting him to be snatched away before their very eyes.

At last the king felt that this state of things could not
continue, and he said to his wife:

'After all, the most foolish thing in the world one can do is to
keep the boy here in exactly the place in which the mermaid will
seek him. Let us give him food and send him on his travels, and
perhaps, if the mermaid ever blocs come to seek him, she may be
content with some other child.' And the queen agreed that his
plan seemed the wisest.

So the boy was called, and his father told him the story of the
voyage, as he had told his mother before him. The prince
listened eagerly, and was delighted to think that he was to go
away all by himself to see the world, and was not in the least
frightened; for though he was now sixteen, he had scarcely been
allowed to walk alone beyond the palace gardens. He began busily
to make his preparations, and took off his smart velvet coat,
putting on instead one of green cloth, while he refused a
beautiful bag which the queen offered him to hold his food, and
slung a leather knapsack over his shoulders instead, just as he
had seen other travellers do. Then he bade farewell to his
parents and went his way.

All through the day he walked, watching with interest the strange
birds and animals that darted across his path in the forest or
peeped at him from behind a bush. But as evening drew on he
became tired, and looked about as he walked for some place where
he could sleep. At length he reached a soft mossy bank under a
tree, and was just about to stretch himself out on it, when a
fearful roar made him start and tremble all over. In another
moment something passed swiftly through the air and a lion stood
before him.

'What are you doing here?' asked the lion, his eyes glaring
fiercely at the boy.

'I am flying from the mermaid,' the prince answered, in a quaking
voice.

'Give me some food then,' said the lion, 'it is past my supper
time, and I am very hungry.'

The boy was so thankful that the lion did not want to eat him,
that he gladly picked up his knapsack which lay on the ground,
and held out some bread and a flask of wine.

'I feel better now,' said the lion when he had done, 'so now I
shall go to sleep on this nice soft moss, and if you like you can
lie down beside me.' So the boy and the lion slept soundly side
by side, till the sun rose.

'I must be off now,' remarked the lion, shaking the boy as he
spoke; 'but cut off the tip of my ear, and keep it carefully, and
if you are in any danger just wish yourself a lion and you will
become one on the spot. One good turn deserves another, you
know.'

The prince thanked him for his kindness, and did as he was bid,
and the two then bade each other farewell.

'I wonder how it feels to be a lion,' thought the boy, after he
had gone a little way; and he took out the tip of the ear from
the breast of his jacket and wished with all his might. In an
instant his head had swollen to several times its usual size, and
his neck seemed very hot and heavy; and, somehow, his hands
became paws, and his skin grew hairy and yellow. But what
pleased him most was his long tail with a tuft at the end, which
he lashed and switched proudly. 'I like being a lion very much,'
he said to himself, and trotted gaily along the road.

After a while, however, he got tired of walking in this
unaccustomed way--it made his back ache and his front paws felt
sore. So he wished himself a boy again, and in the twinkling of
an eye his tail disappeared and his head shrank, and the long
thick mane became short and curly. Then he looked out for a
sleeping place, and found some dry ferns, which he gathered and
heaped up.

But before he had time to close his eyes there was a great noise
in the trees near by, as if a big heavy body was crashing through
them. The boy rose and turned his head, and saw a huge black
bear coming towards him.

'What are you doing here?' cried the bear.

'I am running away from the mermaid,' answered the boy; but the
bear took no interest in the mermaid, and only said: 'I am
hungry; give me something to eat.'

The knapsack was lying on the ground among the fern, but the
prince picked it up, and, unfastening the strap, took out his
second flask of wine and another loaf of bread. 'We will have
supper together,' he remarked politely; but the bear, who had
never been taught manners, made no reply, and ate as fast as he
could. When he had quite finished, he got up and stretched
himself.

'You have got a comfortable-looking bed there,' he observed. 'I
really think that, bad sleeper as I am, I might have a good night
on it. I can manage to squeeze you in,' he added; 'you don't
take up a great deal of room.' The boy was rather indignant at
the bear's cool way of talking; but as he was too tired to gather
more fern, they lay down side by side, and never stirred till
sunrise next morning.

'I must go now,' said the bear, pulling the sleepy prince on to
his feet; 'but first you shall cut off the tip of my ear, and
when you are in any danger just wish yourself a bear and you will
become one. One good turn deserves another, you know.' And the
boy did as he was bid, and he and the bear bade each other
farewell.

'I wonder how it feels to be a bear,' thought he to himself when
he had walked a little way; and he took out the tip from the
breast of his coat and wished hard that he might become a bear.
The next moment his body stretched out and thick black fur
covered him all over. As before, his hands were changed into
paws, but when he tried to switch his tail he found to his
disgust that it would not go any distance. 'Why it is hardly
worth calling a tail!' said he. For the rest of the day he
remained a bear and continued his journey, but as evening came on
the bear-skin, which had been so useful when plunging through
brambles in the forest, felt rather heavy, and he wished himself
a boy again. He was too much exhausted to take the trouble of
cutting any fern or seeking for moss, but just threw himself down
under a tree, when exactly above his head he heard a great
buzzing as a bumble-bee alighted on a honeysuckle branch. 'What
are you doing here?' asked the bee in a cross voice; 'at your age
you ought to be safe at home.'

'I am running away from the mermaid,' replied the boy; but the
bee, like the lion and the bear, was one of those people who
never listen to the answers to their questions, and only said: 'I
am hungry. Give me something to eat.'

The boy took his last loaf and flask out of his knapsack and laid
them on the ground, and they had supper together. 'Well, now I
am going to sleep,' observed the bee when the last crumb was
gone, 'but as you are not very big I can make room for you beside
me,' and he curled up his wings, and tucked in his legs, and he
and the prince both slept soundly till morning. Then the bee got
up and carefully brushed every scrap of dust off his velvet coat
and buzzed loudly in the boy's ear to waken him.

'Take a single hair from one of my wings,' said he, 'and if you
are in danger just wish yourself a bee and you will become one.
One good turn deserves another, so farewell, and thank you for
your supper.' And the bee departed after the boy had pulled out
the hair and wrapped it carefully in a leaf.

'It must feel quite different to be a bee from what it does to be
a lion or bear,' thought the boy to himself when he had walked
for an hour or two. 'I dare say I should get on a great deal
faster,' so he pulled out his hair and wished himself a bee.

In a moment the strangest thing happened to him. All his limbs
seemed to draw together, and his body to become very short and
round; his head grew quite tiny, and instead of his white skin he
was covered with the richest, softest velvet. Better than all,
he had two lovely gauze wings which carried him the whole day
without getting tired.

Late in the afternoon the boy fancied he saw a vast heap of
stones a long way off, and he flew straight towards it. But when
he reached the gates he saw that it was really a great town, so
he wished himself back in his own shape and entered the city.

He found the palace doors wide open and went boldly into a sort
of hall which was full of people, and where men and maids were
gossiping together. He joined their talk and soon learned from
them that the king had only one daughter who had such a hatred to
men that she would never suffer one to enter her presence. Her
father was in despair, and had had pictures painted of the
handsomest princes of all the courts in the world, in the hope
that she might fall in love with one of them; but it was no use;
the princess would not even allow the pictures to be brought into
her room.

'It is late,' remarked one of the women at last; 'I must go to my
mistress.' And, turning to one of the lackeys, she bade him find
a bed for the youth.

'It is not necessary,' answered the prince, 'this bench is good
enough for me. I am used to nothing better.' And when the hall
was empty he lay down for a few minutes. But as soon as
everything was quiet in the palace he took out the hair and
wished himself a bee, and in this shape he flew upstairs, past
the guards, and through the keyhole into the princess's chamber.
Then he turned himself into a man again.

At this dreadful sight the princess, who was broad awake, began
to scream loudly. 'A man! a man!' cried she; but when the guards
rushed in there was only a bumble-bee buzzing about the room.
They looked under the bed, and behind the curtains, and into the
cupboards, then came to the conclusion that the princess had had
a bad dream, and bowed themselves out. The door had scarcely
closed on them than the bee disappeared, and a handsome youth
stood in his place.

'I knew a man was hidden somewhere,' cried the princess, and
screamed more loudly than before. Her shrieks brought back the
guards, but though they looked in all kinds of impossible places
no man was to be seen, and so they told the princess.

'He was here a moment ago--I saw him with my own eyes,' and the
guards dared not contradict her, though they shook their heads
and whispered to each other that the princess had gone mad on
this subject, and saw a man in every table and chair. And they
made up their minds that--let her scream as loudly as she might--
they would take no notice.

Now the princess saw clearly what they were thinking, and that in
future her guards would give her no help, and would perhaps,
besides, tell some stories about her to the king, who would shut
her up in a lonely tower and prevent her walking in the gardens
among her birds and flowers. So when, for the third time, she
beheld the prince standing before her, she did not scream but sat
up in bed gazing at him in silent terror.

'Do not be afraid,' he said, 'I shall not hurt you'; and he began
to praise her gardens, of which he had heard the servants speak,
and the birds and flowers which she loved, till the princess's
anger softened, and she answered him with gentle words. Indeed,
they soon became so friendly that she vowed she would marry no
one else, and confided to him that in three days her father would
be off to the wars, leaving his sword in her room. If any man
could find it and bring it to him he would receive her hand as a
reward. At this point a cock crew, and the youth jumped up
hastily saying: 'Of course I shall ride with the king to the war,
and if I do not return, take your violin every evening to the
seashore and play on it, so that the very sea-kobolds who live at
the bottom of the ocean may hear it and come to you.'

Just as the princess had foretold, in three days the king set out
for the war with a large following, and among them was the young
prince, who had presented himself at court as a young noble in
search of adventures. They had left the city many miles behind
them, when the king suddenly discovered that he had forgotten his
sword, and though all his attendants instantly offered theirs, he
declared that he could fight with none but his own.

'The first man who brings it to me from my daughter's room,'
cried he, 'shall not only have her to wife, but after my death
shall reign in my stead.'

At this the Red Knight, the young prince, and several more turned
their horses to ride as fast as the wind back to the palace. But
suddenly a better plan entered the prince's head, and, letting
the others pass him, he took his precious parcel from his breast
and wished himself a lion. Then on he bounded, uttering such
dreadful roars that the horses were frightened and grew
unmanageable, and he easily outstripped them, and soon reached
the gates of the palace. Here he hastily changed himself into a
bee, and flew straight into the princess's room, where he became
a man again. She showed him where the sword hung concealed
behind a curtain, and he took it down, saying as he did so: 'Be
sure not to forget what you have promised to do.'

The princess made no reply, but smiled sweetly, and slipping a
golden ring from her finger she broke it in two and held half out
silently to the prince, while the other half she put in her own
pocket. He kissed it, and ran down the stairs bearing the sword
with him. Some way off he met the Red Knight and the rest, and
the Red Knight at first tried to take the sword from him by
force. But as the youth proved too strong for him, he gave it
up, and resolved to wait for a better opportunity.

This soon came, for the day was hot and the prince was thirsty.
Perceiving a little stream that ran into the sea, he turned
aside, and, unbuckling the sword, flung himself on the ground for
a long drink. Unluckily, the mermaid happened at that moment to
be floating on the water not very far off, and knew he was the
boy who had been given her before he was born. So she floated
gently in to where he was lying, she seized him by the arm, and
the waves closed over them both. Hardly had they disappeared,
when the Red Knight stole cautiously up, and could hardly believe
his eyes when he saw the king's sword on the bank. He wondered
what had become of the youth, who an hour before had guarded his
treasure so fiercely; but, after all, that was no affair of his!
So, fastening the sword to his belt, he carried it to the king.

The war was soon over, and the king returned to his people, who
welcomed him with shouts of joy. But when the princess from her
window saw that her betrothed was not among the attendants riding
behind her father, her heart sank, for she knew that some evil
must have befallen him. and she feared the Red Knight. She had
long ago learned how clever and how wicked he was, and something
whispered to her that it was he who would gain the credit of
having carried back the sword, and would claim her as his bride,
though he had never even entered her chamber. And she could do
nothing; for although the king loved her, he never let her stand
in the way of his plans.

The poor princess was only too right, and everything came to pass
exactly as she had foreseen it. The king told her that the Red
Knight had won her fairly, and that the wedding would take place
next day, and there would be a great feast after it.

In those days feasts were much longer and more splendid than they
are now; and it was growing dark when the princess, tired out
with all she had gone through, stole up to her own room for a
little quiet. But the moon was shining so brightly over the sea
that it seemed to draw her towards it, and taking her violin
under her arm, she crept down to the shore.

'Listen! listen! said the mermaid to the prince, who was lying
stretched on a bed of seaweeds at the bottom of the sea.
'Listen! that is your old love playing, for mermaids know
everything that happens upon earth.'

'I hear nothing,' answered the youth, who did not look happy. '
Take me up higher, where the sounds can reach me.'

So the mermaid took him on her shoulders and bore him up midway
to the surface. 'Can you hear now?' she asked.

'No,' answered the prince, 'I hear nothing but the water rushing;
I must go higher still.'

Then the mermaid carried him to the very top. 'You must surely
be able to hear now?' said she.

'Nothing but the water,' repeated the youth. So she took him
right to the land.

'At any rate you can hear now?' she said again.

'The water is still rushing in my ears,' answered he; ' but wait
a little, that will soon pass off.' And as he spoke he put his
hand into his breast, and seizing the hair wished himself a bee,
and flew straight into the pocket of the princess. The mermaid
looked in vain for him, and coated all night upon the sea; but he
never came back, and never more did he gladden her eyes. But the
princess felt that something strange was about her, though she
knew not what, and returned quickly to the palace, where the
young man at once resumed his own shape. Oh, what joy filled her
heart at the sight of him! But there was no time to be lost, and
she led him right into the hall, where the king and his nobles
were still sitting at the feast. 'Here is a man who boasts that
he can do wonderful tricks,' said she, ' better even than the Red
Knight's! That cannot be true, of course, but it might be well to
give this impostor a lesson. He pretends, for instance, that he
can turn himself into a lion; but that I do not believe. I know
that you have studied the art of magic,' she went on, turning to
the Red Knight, 'so suppose you just show him how it is done, and
bring shame upon him.'

Now the Red Knight had never opened a book of magic in his life;
but he was accustomed to think that he could do everything better
than other people without any teaching at all. So he turned and
twisted himself about, and bellowed and made faces; but he did
not become a lion for all that.

'Well, perhaps it is very difficult to change into a lion. Make
yourself a bear,' said the princess. But the Red Knight found it
no easier to become a bear than a lion.

'Try a bee,' suggested she. 'I have always read that anyone who
can do magic at all can do that.' And the old knight buzzed and
hummed, but he remained a man and not a bee.

'Now it is your turn,' said the princess to the youth. 'Let us
see if you can change yourself into a lion.' And in a moment
such a fierce creature stood before them, that all the guests
rushed out of the hall, treading each other underfoot in their
fright. The lion sprang at the Red Knight, and would have torn
him in pieces had not the princess held him back, and bidden him
to change himself into a man again. And in a second a man took
the place of the lion.

'Now become a bear,' said she; and a bear advanced panting and
stretching out his arms to the Red Knight, who shrank behind the
princess.

By this time some of the guests had regained their courage, and
returned as far as the door, thinking that if it was safe for the
princess perhaps it was safe for them. The king, who was braver
than they, and felt it needful to set them a good example
besides, had never left his seat, and when at a new command of
the princess the bear once more turned into a man, he was silent
from astonishment, and a suspicion of the truth began to dawn on
him. 'Was it he who fetched the sword?' asked the king.

'Yes, it was,' answered the princess; and she told him the whole
story, and how she had broken her gold ring and given him half of
it. And the prince took out his half of the ring, and the
princess took out hers, and they fitted exactly. Next day the
Red Knight was hanged, as he richly deserved, and there was a new
marriage feast for the prince and princess.

[Lapplandische Mahrchen.]