The Goose-girl

: Folk-lore And Legends: German

The king of a great land died, and left his queen to take care of

their only child. This child was a daughter, who was very beautiful,

and her mother loved her dearly and was very kind to her. When she

grew up, she was betrothed to a prince who lived a great way off; and

as the time drew near for her to be married, she got ready to set off

on her journey to his country. The queen, her mother, packed up a

great many cos
ly things--jewels, gold and silver trinkets, fine

dresses, and, in short, everything that became a royal bride. She gave

her a waiting-maid to ride with her and give her into the bridegroom's

hands, and each had a horse for the journey. The princess' horse was

called Falada, and could speak.



When the time came for them to set out, the aged mother went into the

princess's bedchamber, took a knife, and having cut her finger till it

bled, let three drops of the blood fall upon a handkerchief, and gave

it to the princess, saying--



"Take care of it, dear child, for it is a charm that may be of use to

you on the road."



They all took a sorrowful leave of the princess, and she put the

handkerchief into her bosom, got upon her horse, and set off on her

journey to her bridegroom's kingdom.



One day as they were riding along by a brook, the princess began to

feel very thirsty, and said to her maid--



"Pray get down, and fetch me some water in my golden cup out of yonder

brook, for I want to drink."



"Nay," said the maid, "if you are thirsty, get off yourself and stoop

down by the water and drink. I shall not be your waiting-maid any

longer."



The princess got down, and knelt over the brook and drank, for she was

frightened, and dared not bring out her cup; and she wept, and said--



"Alas! what will become of me?"



The three drops of blood answered her, and said--



"Alas, alas! if thy mother knew it,

Sadly, sadly, would she rue it."



The princess was very gentle and meek, so she said nothing to her

maid's ill-behaviour, but got upon her horse again.



They all rode further on their journey, till the day grew so warm and

the sun so scorching that the bride began to feel very thirsty again;

and at last, when they came to a river, she forgot her maid's rude

speech, and said--



"Pray get down, and fetch me some water to drink in my cup."



But the maid answered her, and even spoke more haughtily than before--



"Drink if you will, but I shall not be your waiting-maid."



Then the princess got off her horse, and lay down, and held her head

over the running stream, and cried and said--



"What will become of me?"



And the drops of blood answered her again as before. As the princess

leaned down to drink, the handkerchief on which was the blood fell

from her bosom and floated away on the water, but the princess was so

frightened that she did not notice it. Her maid, however, saw it, and

was very glad, for she knew the charm, and she saw that the poor bride

would be in her power now that she had lost the drops of blood. So

when the bride had done drinking, and would have got upon Falada

again, the maid said--



"I will ride upon Falada, and you may have my horse instead;" so the

princess was forced to give up her horse, and soon afterwards to take

off her royal clothes and put on her maid's shabby ones.



At last, as they drew near the end of their journey, this treacherous

servant threatened to kill her mistress if she ever told any one what

had happened; but Falada saw it all, and marked it well.



Then the waiting-maid got upon Falada, while the real bride rode upon

the other horse, and they went on in this way until they came at last

to the royal court. There was great joy at their coming, and the

prince flew to meet them, and lifted the maid from her horse, thinking

she was the one who was to be his wife. She was led upstairs to the

royal chamber, but the true princess was told to stay in the court

below.



Now the old king happened just then to have nothing else to do, so he

was amusing himself by sitting at his window looking at what was going

on, and he saw her in the courtyard. As she looked very pretty, and

too delicate for a waiting-maid, he went up into the royal chamber to

ask the bride who it was she had brought with her that was thus left

standing in the court below.



"I brought her with me for the sake of her company on the road,"

replied she. "Pray give the girl some work to do, that she may not be

idle."



The king could not for some time think of any work for her to do, but

at last he said--



"I have a lad who takes care of my geese, she may go and help him."



Now the name of this lad, whom the princess was to help in watching

the king's geese, was Conrad.



The false bride said to the prince--



"Dear husband, pray do me one piece of kindness."



"That I will," said the prince.



"Then tell one of your knackers to cut off the head of the horse I

rode upon, for it was very unruly, and plagued me sadly on the road."



In reality she was very much afraid lest Falada should some day or

other speak, and tell all that she had done to the princess. She

carried her point, and the faithful Falada was killed. When the true

princess heard of it she wept, and begged the man to nail up Falada's

head over a large dark gate of the city, through which she had to pass

every morning and evening, that there she might see him sometimes. The

slaughterer said he would do as she wished, and he cut off the head,

and nailed it up under the dark gate.



Early the next morning, as the princess and Conrad went through the

gate, she said sorrowfully--



"Falada, Falada, there thou hangest!"



The head answered--



"Bride, bride, there thou goest!

Alas, alas! if thy mother knew it,

Sadly, sadly would she rue it."



Then they went out of the city, and drove the geese on. When they were

come to a meadow she sat down upon a bank there, and let down her

waving locks of hair, which were like pure gold; and when Conrad saw

it he ran up, and would have pulled some of the locks out, but the

princess cried--



"Blow, breezes, blow!

Let Conrad's hat go!

Blow, breezes, blow!

Let him after it go!

O'er hills, dales, and rocks,

Away be it whirled,

Till my golden locks

Are all combed and curled."



Then there came a wind so strong that it blew off Conrad's hat. Away

it flew over the hills, and he was forced to turn and run after it, so

that when he came back she had done combing and curling her hair, and

had put it up again safely, and he could not get any of it. He was

very angry and sulky, and would not speak to her; but they watched the

geese until it grew dark, and then drove them homewards.



The next morning, as they were going through the dark gate, the poor

girl looked up at Falada's head, and cried--



"Falada, Falada, there thou hangest!"



It answered--



"Bride, bride, there thou goest!

Alas, alas! if thy mother knew it,

Sadly, sadly would she rue it."



Then she drove on the geese, and sat down again in the meadow, and

began to comb out her hair as before, and Conrad ran up to her, and

wanted to take hold of it. The princess repeated the words she had

used the day before, when the wind came and blew away his hat, and off

it flew a great way, over the hills and far away, so that he had to

run after it. When he returned, she had bound up her hair again, and

all was safe. So they watched the geese until it grew dark.



In the evening, after they came home, Conrad went to the old king and

said--



"I won't have that strange girl to help me to keep the geese any

longer."



"Why?" said the king.



"Because instead of doing any good she does nothing but tease me all

day long."



Then the king made him tell what had happened, and Conrad said--



"When we go in the morning through the dark gate with our flock of

geese, she cries and talks with the head of a horse that hangs upon

the wall, and the head answers her."



And Conrad went on telling the king what had happened in the meadow

where the geese fed; how his hat was blown away, and how he was forced

to run after it and leave his flock of geese to themselves. The old

king told the boy to go out again the next day, and when morning came

he placed himself behind the dark gate, and heard how the princess

spoke to Falada, and how Falada answered. Then he went into the field

and hid himself in a bush by the meadow's side, and he soon saw with

his own eyes how they drove the flock of geese, and how, after a

little time, she let down her hair that glittered in the sun. Then he

heard her call the wind, and soon there came a gust that carried away

Conrad's hat, and away he went after it, while the girl went on

combing and curling her hair. All this the old king saw; so he went

home without having been observed, and when the goose-girl came back

in the evening, he called her aside and asked her why she did so. She

burst into tears, and said--



"That I must not tell you nor any man, or I shall lose my life."



The old king begged hard, but she would tell him nothing. Then he

said--



"If you will not tell me thy story, tell thy grief to the iron stove

there," and then he went away.



Then the princess crept into the stove, and, weeping and lamenting,

she poured forth her whole heart, saying--



"I am alone in the whole world, though I am a king's daughter. A

treacherous waiting-maid has taken my place and compelled me to put

off my royal dress, and even taken my place with my bridegroom, while

I have to work as a goose-girl. If my mother knew it, it would break

her heart."



The old king, however, was standing by the stove, listening to what

the princess said, and overheard it all. He ordered royal clothes to

be put upon her, and gazed at her in wonder, she was so beautiful.

Then he called his son, and told him that he had only a false bride,

for that she was merely the waiting-maid, while the true bride stood

by. The young prince rejoiced when he saw the princess's beauty, and

heard how meek and patient she had been, and the king ordered a great

feast to be got ready for all his court. The bridegroom sat at the top

of the table, with the false princess on one side and the true one on

the other; but the waiting-maid did not recognise the princess, for

her beauty was quite dazzling.



When they had eaten and drunk, and were very merry, the old king said

he would tell them a tale. So he began, and told all the story of the

princess, as if it were a tale he had heard, and he asked the

waiting-woman what she thought ought to be done to any one who behaved

so badly as the servant in the story.



"Nothing better," said the false bride, "than that she should be

thrown into a cask stuck round with sharp nails, and that two white

horses should be put to it, and should drag it from street to street

till she were dead."



"Thou art she," said the old king, "and as thou hast judged thyself,

so it shall be done to thee."



Then the young prince was married to his true wife, and they reigned

over the kingdom in peace and happiness all their lives.



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