Then the Night Wind said, "I will advise you. Go to the Red Sea, you will find tall reeds growing on the right bank; count them, and cut down the eleventh, strike the Dragon with it and then the Lion will be able to master it, and both will regain human shape. Next, look round, and you will see the winged Griffin, who dwells by the Red Sea, leap upon its back with your beloved, and it will carry you across the sea.
Here is a nut. Drop it when you come to mid-ocean; it will open immediately and a tall nut-tree will grow up out of the water, on which the Griffin will settle. Could it not rest, it would not be strong enough to carry you across, and if you forget to drop the nut, it will let you fall into the sea."
Then she journeyed on, and found everything as the Night Wind had said. She counted the reeds by the sea and cut off the eleventh, struck the Dragon with it, and the Lion mastered it; immediately both regained human form. But when the Princess who had been a Dragon was free from enchantment, she took the Prince in her arms, seated herself on the Griffin"s back, and carried him off. And the poor wanderer, again forsaken, sat down and cried. At last she took courage and said to herself: "Wherever the winds blow, I will go, and as long as c.o.c.ks crow, I will search till I find him."
So she went on a long, long way, till she came to the castle where the Prince and Princess were living. There she heard that there was to be a festival to celebrate their wedding. Then she said to herself, "Heaven help me," and she opened the casket which the Sun had given her; inside it was a dress, as brilliant as the Sun itself. She took it out, put it on, and went into the castle, where every one, including the Bride, looked at her with amazement. The dress pleased the Bride so much that she asked if it was to be bought.
"Not with gold or goods," she answered; "but with flesh and blood."
The Bride asked what she meant, and she answered, "Let me speak with the Bridegroom in his chamber to-night."
The Bride refused. However, she wanted the dress so much that at last she consented; but the Chamberlain was ordered to give the Prince a sleeping draught.
At night, when the Prince was asleep, she was taken to his room. She sat down and said: "For seven years I have followed you. I have been to the Sun, and the Moon, and the Four Winds to look for you. I have helped you against the Dragon, and will you now quite forget me?"
But the Prince slept so soundly that he thought it was only the rustling of the wind among the pine-trees. When morning came she was taken away, and had to give up the dress; and as it had not helped her she was very sad, and went out into a meadow and cried. As she was sitting there, she remembered the egg which the Moon had given her; she broke it open, and out came a hen and twelve chickens, all of gold, who ran about chirping, and then crept back under their mother"s wings. A prettier sight could not be seen. She got up and drove them about the meadow, till the Bride saw them from the window. The chickens pleased her so much that she asked if they were for sale.
"Not for gold and goods, but for flesh and blood. Let me speak with the Bridegroom in his chamber once more."
The Bride said "Yes," intending to deceive her as before; but when the Prince went to his room he asked the Chamberlain what all the murmuring and rustling in the night meant. Then the Chamberlain told him how he had been ordered to give him a sleeping draught because a poor girl had been concealed in his room, and that night he was to do the same again. "Pour out the drink, and put it near my bed," said the Prince. At night she was brought in again, and when she began to relate her sad fortunes he recognised the voice of his dear wife, sprang up, and said, "Now I am really free for the first time. All has been as a dream, for the foreign Princess cast a spell over me so that I was forced to forget you; but heaven in a happy hour has taken away my blindness."
Then they both stole out of the castle, for they feared the Princess"s father, because he was a sorcerer. They mounted the Griffin, who bore them over the Red Sea, and when they got to mid-ocean, she dropped the nut. On the spot a fine nut-tree sprang up, on which the bird rested; then it took them home, where they found their child grown tall and beautiful, and they lived happily till the end.
[Ill.u.s.tration: {The poor Horse was very sad, and went into the forest to get a little shelter from the wind and weather.}]
The Fox and the Horse
A peasant once had a faithful Horse, but it had grown old and could no longer do its work. Its master grudged it food, and said: "I can"t use you any more, but I still feel kindly towards you, and if you show yourself strong enough to bring me a Lion I will keep you to the end of your days. But away with you now, out of my stable"; and he drove it out into the open country.
The poor Horse was very sad, and went into the forest to get a little shelter from the wind and weather. There he met a Fox, who said: "Why do you hang your head, and wander about in this solitary fashion?"
"Alas!" answered the Horse, "avarice and honesty cannot live together.
My master has forgotten all the service I have done him for these many years, and because I can no longer plough he will no longer feed me, and he has driven me away."
"Without any consideration?" asked the Fox.
"Only the poor consolation of telling me that if I was strong enough to bring him a Lion he would keep me, but he knows well enough that the task is beyond me."
The Fox said: "But I will help you. Just you lie down here, and stretch your legs out as if you were dead." The Horse did as he was told, and the Fox went to the Lion"s den, not far off, and said: "There is a dead Horse out there. Come along with me, and you will have a rare meal." The Lion went with him, and when they got up to the Horse, the Fox said: "You can"t eat it in comfort here. I"ll tell you what. I will tie it to you, and you can drag it away to your den, and enjoy it at your leisure."
The plan pleased the Lion, and he stood quite still, close to the Horse, so that the Fox should fasten them together. But the Fox tied the Lion"s legs together with the Horse"s tail, and twisted and knotted it so that it would be quite impossible for it to come undone.
When he had finished his work he patted the Horse on the shoulder, and said: "Pull, old Grey! Pull!"
Then the Horse sprang up, and dragged the Lion away behind him. The Lion in his rage roared, so that all the birds in the forest were terrified, and flew away. But the Horse let him roar, and never stopped till he stood before his master"s door.
When the master saw him he was delighted, and said to him: "You shall stay with me, and have a good time as long as you live."
And he fed him well till he died.
[Ill.u.s.tration: Then the Horse sprang up, and dragged the Lion away behind him.]
The Blue Light
There was once a Soldier who had served his King well and faithfully for many years. But, on account of his many wounds, he could serve no longer.
The King said: "You can go home now. I have no further need for you. I can only pay those who serve me."
The Soldier did not know what to do for a living, and he went sadly away.
He walked all day, till he reached a wood, where, in the distance, he saw a light. On approaching it, he found a house inhabited by a Witch.
"Pray give me shelter for the night, and something to eat and drink,"
he said, "or I shall perish."
"Oh ho!" she said. "Who gives anything to a runaway Soldier, I should like to know. But I will be merciful and take you in, if you will do something for me."
"What is it?" asked the Soldier.
"I want you to dig up my garden to-morrow."
The Soldier agreed to this, and next day he worked as hard as he could, but he could not finish before evening.
"I see," said the Witch, "that you can do no more this evening. I will keep you one night more, and to-morrow you shall split up some logs for firewood."
The Soldier took the whole day over this task, and in the evening the Witch proposed that he should again stay another night.
"You shall only have a very light task to-morrow," she said. "There is an old, dry well behind my house. My light, which burns blue, and never goes out, has fallen into it, and I want you to bring it back."
Next day the Witch led him to the well, and let him down in a basket.
He found the light, and made a sign to be pulled up; but when he was near the top, the Witch put out her hand, and wanted to take it from him.
But he, seeing her evil designs, said: "No; I will not give you the light till I have both feet safe on dry land again."
The Witch flew into a pa.s.sion, let him fall back into the well again, and went away.
The poor Soldier fell on to the damp ground without taking any harm, and the Blue Light burnt as brightly as ever. But what was the good of that? He saw that he could not escape death.
He sat for some time feeling very sad, then happening to put his hand into his pocket, he found his pipe still half full.
"This will be my last pleasure," he thought, as he lighted it at the Blue Light, and began to smoke.