Maiden Bright-eye
From the Danish
Once, upon a time
there was a man and his wife who had two children, a boy and a girl. The wife
died, and the man married again. His new wife had an only daughter, who was
both ugly and untidy, whereas her stepdaughter was a beautiful girl, and was
known as Maiden Bright-eye. Her stepmother was very cruel to her on this
account; she had always to do the hardest work, and got very little to eat, and
no attention paid to her; but to her own daughter she was all that was good.
She was spared from all the hardest of the housework, and had always the
prettiest clothes to wear.
Maiden Bright-eye
had also to watch the sheep, but of course it would never do to let her go idle
and enjoy herself too much at this work, so she had to pull heather while she
was out on the moors with them. Her stepmother gave her pancakes to take with
her for her dinner, but she had mixed the flour with ashes, and made them just
as bad as she could.
The little girl came
out on the moor and began to pull heather on the side of a little mound, but
next minute a little fellow with a red cap on his head popped up out of the
mound and said:
'Who's that pulling
the roof off my house?'
'Oh, it's me, a poor
little girl,' said she; 'my mother sent me out here, and told me to pull
heather. If you will be good to me I will give you a bit of my dinner.'
The little fellow
was quite willing, and she gave him the biggest share of her pancakes. They
were not particularly good, but when one is hungry anything tastes well. After
he had got them all eaten he said to her:
'Now, I shall give
you three wishes, for you are a very nice little girl; but I will choose the
wishes for you. You are beautiful, and much more beautiful shall you be; yes,
so lovely that there will not be your like in the world. The next wish shall be
that every time you open your mouth a gold coin shall fall out of it, and your
voice shall be like the most beautiful music. The third wish shall be that you
may be married to the young king, and become the queen of the country. At the
same time I shall give you a cap, which you must carefully keep, for it can
save you, if you ever are in danger of your life, if you just put it on your
head.
Maiden Bright-eye
thanked the little bergman ever so often, and drove home her sheep in the
evening. By that time she had grown so beautiful that her people could scarcely
recognise her. Her stepmother asked her how it had come about that she had
grown so beautiful. She told the whole story--for she always told the
truth--that a little man had come to her out on the moor and had given her all
this beauty. She did not tell, however, that she had given him a share of her
dinner.
The stepmother
thought to herself, 'If one can become so beautiful by going out there, my own
daughter shall also be sent, for she can well stand being made a little
prettier.'
Next morning she
baked for her the finest cakes, and dressed her prettily to go out with the
sheep. But she was afraid to go away there without having a stick to defend herself
with if anything should come near her.
She was not very
much inclined for pulling the heather, as she never was in the habit of doing
any work, but she was only a minute or so at it when up came the same little
fellow with the red cap, and said:
'Who's that pulling
the roof off my house?'
'What's that to
you?' said she.
'Well, if you will
give me a bit of your dinner I won't do you any mischief,' said he.
'I will give you
something else in place of my dinner,' said she. 'I can easily eat it myself;
but if you will have something you can have a whack of my stick,' and with that
she raised it in the air and struck the bergman over the head with it.
'What a wicked
little girl you are!' said he; 'but you shall be none the better of this. I
shall give you three wishes, and choose them for you. First, I shall say,
"Ugly are you, but you shall become so ugly that there will not be an
uglier one on earth." Next I shall wish that every time you open your
mouth a big toad may fall out of it, and your voice shall be like the roaring
of a bull. In the third place I shall wish for you a violent death.'
The girl went home
in the evening, and when her mother saw her she was as vexed as she could be,
and with good reason, too; but it was still worse when she saw the toads fall
out of her mouth and heard her voice.
Now we must hear
something about the stepson. He had gone out into the world to look about him,
and took service in the king's palace. About this time he got permission to go
home and see his sister, and when he saw how lovely and beautiful she was, he
was so pleased and delighted that when he came back to the king's palace
everyone there wanted to know what he was always so happy about. He told them
that it was because he had such a lovely sister at home.
At last it came to
the ears of the king what the brother said about his sister, and, besides that,
the report of her beauty spread far and wide, so that the youth was summoned
before the king, who asked him if everything was true that was told about the
girl. He said it was quite true, for he had seen her beauty with his own eyes,
and had heard with his own ears how sweetly she could sing and what a lovely
voice she had.
The king then took a
great desire for her, and ordered her brother to go home and bring her back
with him, for he trusted no one better to accomplish that errand. He got a
ship, and everything else that he required, and sailed home for his sister. As
soon as the stepmother heard what his errand was she at once said to herself,
'This will never come about if I can do anything to hinder it. She must not be
allowed to come to such honour.'
She then got a dress
made for her own daughter, like the finest robe for a queen, and she had a mask
prepared and put upon her face, so that she looked quite pretty, and gave her
strict orders not to take it off until the king had promised to wed her.
The brother now set
sail with his two sisters, for the stepmother pretended that the ugly one
wanted to see the other a bit on her way. But when they got out to sea, and
Maiden Bright-eye came up on deck, the sister did as her mother had instructed
her--she gave her a push and made her fall into the water. When the brother
learned what had happened he was greatly distressed, and did not know what to
do. He could not bring himself to tell the truth about what had happened, nor
did he expect that the king would believe it. In the long run he decided to
hold on his way, and let things go as they liked. What he had expected
happened-- the king received his sister and wedded her at once, but repented it
after the first night, as he could scarcely put down his foot in the morning
for all the toads that were about the room, and when he saw her real face he
was so enraged against the brother that he had him thrown into a pit full of
serpents. He was so angry, not merely because he had been deceived, but because
he could not get rid of the ugly wretch that was now tied to him for life.
Now we shall hear a
little about Maiden Bright-eye When she fell into the water she was fortunate
enough to get the bergman's cap put on her head, for now she was in danger of
her life, and she was at once transformed into a duck. The duck swam away after
the ship, and came to the king's palace on the next evening. There it waddled
up the drain, and so into the kitchen, where her little dog lay on the
hearth-stone; it could not bear to stay in the fine chambers along with the
ugly sister, and had taken refuge down here. The duck hopped up till it could
talk to the dog.
'Good evening,' it
said.
'Thanks, Maiden
Bright-eye,' said the dog.
'Where is my
brother?'
'He is in the
serpent-pit.'
'Where is my wicked
sister?'
'She is with the
noble king.'
'Alas! alas! I am
here this evening, and shall be for two evenings yet, and then I shall never
come again.'
When it had said
this the duck waddled off again. Several of the servant girls heard the
conversation, and were greatly surprised at it, and thought that it would be worth
while to catch the bird next evening and see into the matter a little more
closely. They had heard it say that it would come again.
Next evening it
appeared as it had said, and a great many were present to see it. It came
waddling in by the drain, and went up to the dog, which was lying on the
hearth-stone.
'Good evening,' it
said.
'Thanks, Maiden
Bright-eye,' said the dog.
'Where is my
brother?'
'He is in the
serpent-pit.'
'Where is my wicked
sister?'
'She is with the noble
king.'
'Alas! alas! I am
here this evening, and shall be for one evening yet, and then I shall never
come again.'
After this it
slipped out, and no one could get hold of it. But the king's cook thought to
himself, 'I shall see if I can't get hold of you to-morrow evening.'
On the third evening
the duck again came waddling in by the drain, and up to the dog on the
hearth-stone.
'Good evening,' it
said.
'Thanks, Maiden
Bright-eye,' said the dog.
'Where is my
brother?'
'He is in the
serpent-pit.'
'Where is my wicked
sister?'
'She is with the
noble king.'
'Alas! alas! now I
shall never come again.' With this it slipped out again, but in the meantime
the cook had posted himself at the outer end of the drain with a net, which he
threw over it as it came out. In this way he caught it, and came in to the
others with the most beautiful duck they had ever seen- -with so many golden
feathers on it that everyone marvelled. No one, however, knew what was to be
done with it; but after what they had heard they knew that there was something
uncommon about it, so they took good care of it.
At this time the
brother in the serpent-pit dreamed that his right sister had come swimming to
the king's palace in the shape of a duck, and that she could not regain her own
form until her beak was cut off. He got this dream told to some one, so that
the king at last came to hear of it, and had him taken up out of the pit and
brought before him. The king then asked him if he could produce to him his
sister as beautiful as he had formerly described her. The brother said he could
if they would bring him the duck and a knife.
Both of them were
brought to him, and he said, 'I wonder how you would look if I were to cut the
point off your beak.'
With this he cut a
piece off the beak, and there came a voice which said, 'Oh, oh, you cut my
little finger!'
Next moment Maiden
Bright-eye stood there, as lovely and beautiful as he had seen her when he was
home. This was his sister now, he said; and the whole story now came out of how
the other had behaved to her. The wicked sister was put into a barrel with
spikes round it which was dragged off by six wild horses, and so she came to
her end. :But the king was delighted with Maiden Bright-eye, and immediately
made her his queen, while her brother became his prime minister.
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