The Prophetic Dream

: Fairy Tales From All Nations

In a little obscure village, there once dwelt a poor shepherd, who,

for many years, supported himself and his family upon the very

trifling wages he earned by his labour. Besides his wife he had one

only child, a boy. He had accustomed this boy, from a very early age,

to go out with him to the pastures, and had instructed him in the

duties of a faithful shepherd, so that as the child grew up he could

entrust the flocks
to his care, whilst he himself could earn a few

pence by basket weaving. The young shepherd gaily led his flocks over

the fields and pastures, whistling or singing some cheerful song, or

cracking his whip, that the time should not pass heavily with him. At

noon he lay down at his ease by his flock, ate his bread, and quenched

his thirst at the rivulet, and then slept for a short time before he

drove it further.



One day when he had lain down under a shady tree for his noontide

rest, the young shepherd slept and had a remarkable dream. He was

journeying on, far, far on--he heard a loud clinking sound, like to a

heap of coins incessantly falling on the ground--a thundering noise

like the report of incessant firing--he saw a countless band of

soldiers, with glittering armour and weapons--all these sights and

sounds encircled him and resounded about him. Then he seemed to wander

on, constantly ascending a mountain until he arrived at the summit,

where a throne was erected on which he seated himself, leaving beside

him a vacant place, which a beautiful woman who suddenly appeared,

immediately occupied. The young shepherd still dreaming, rose up,

saying in a solemn and earnest voice: "I am King of Spain;" and at

that moment he awoke.



Pondering on his strange dream, the youth led on his flock, and in the

evening, whilst he assisted his parents in their work as they sat

before their cottage door cutting fodder, he related it to them, and

concluded by saying: "Verily, if I dream that again, I will be off to

Spain to see whether I shall be made king."



"Foolish boy," murmured the old father; "thou be made king? Don't go

and make yourself a laughingstock."



His mother laughed outright, rubbing her hands, and repeating in

amaze, "King of Spain! king of Spain!"



The next day at noon he lay down again under the same tree, and oh,

wonder! the same dream took possession of his senses. He hardly had

patience to watch his flock till evening; gladly would he have run

home, and at once set out on his journey to Spain. When at length his

work was done, he again related his romantic dream, saying: "If I do

but dream this once again, I will go off directly, on the very same

day."



The third day he lay down again under the same tree, and the same

dream again visited him for the third time. The youth raised himself

up in his sleep, exclaiming: "I am King of Spain," and thereupon he

awoke. He gathered up his hat, his whip, and his provision bag,

collected his sheep, and went back straight to the village. When he

got there the people began to chide him for returning so long before

vespers; but the youth was so excited that he paid no heed to the

reproofs either of the neighbours or of his parents, but packed up his

Sunday clothes, hung the bundle on a hazel stick, and throwing it

over his shoulder started off without another word. He put his best

foot foremost, and ran so fast that one would have thought he hoped to

reach Spain that same night.



He got no further however that day than to the borders of a forest,

and not a village nor even a solitary cottage could he descry; so he

resolved to take his night's rest in a thick bush. He had scarcely

fallen asleep when he was disturbed by a great noise. A company of

men, conversing loudly, passed before the bush which he had made his

bed. The youth crept softly forward, and followed the men at a little

distance, saying to himself: "Perhaps thou mayest still find a

lodging; where these men pass the night, thou surely mayest also

sleep." They had not gone much further before they came to a house of

considerable dimensions, which, however, was situated in the centre of

the dark forest. The men knocked, and were admitted, and the young

shepherd unperceived slipped in with them into the house. Another door

was then thrown open, and they all entered a large and very

imperfectly lighted room, on the floor of which lay numerous trusses

of straw, beds and coverlids, which seemed ready prepared for the

men's night repose. The shepherd boy crept quickly under a heap of

straw, which was scattered near the door, and lay in his concealment

on the look-out for all he might see and hear. As he was a very sharp

boy, with all his senses about him, it was not long before he made out

that he was amongst a band of robbers, whose captain was the owner of

the house. This latter, as soon as the newly arrived members of the

band had stretched themselves on their couches, ascended an elevated

seat, and said in a deep bass voice: "My brave comrades, give me an

account of your day's work; where you have been, and what booty you

have got!"



A tall man, with a coal black beard, was the first to raise himself

from his bed, and answered: "My good captain, early this morning I

robbed a rich nobleman of his leathern breeches; these have two

pockets, and as often as they are turned inside out, and well shaken,

a heap of ducats falls on the ground."



"That sounds well, indeed!" said the captain.



Then uprose another, and said: "I stole from a great general his

three-cornered hat; and this hat has the property, that so long as it

is turned round upon the head shots are fired off incessantly from its

three corners."



"That's worth hearing," replied the captain; upon which a third man

sat up, saying: "I have deprived a knight of his sword, and when you

stick the point of this sword into the earth, up starts at that very

moment a regiment of soldiers."



"A brave deed," exclaimed the captain; as the fourth robber then

began: "I drew off the boots of a traveller whilst he slept, and

whoever puts on those boots goes seven miles at every step."



"I commend a bold deed," said the captain, highly pleased; "hang up

your prizes against the wall, and now eat and drink heartily, and

sleep well." So saying, he left the sleeping apartment of the robbers,

who caroused lustily, and then slept soundly. When all was still and

the men in deep sleep, the young shepherd stole from his hiding-place,

put on the leathern breeches, set the hat upon his head, girded on the

sword, drew on the boots, and slipped softly out of the house. As soon

as he was outside the door, the boots, to his infinite delight, at

once manifested their magic virtue, and it was not long before the

youth entered the great capital of Spain; it is called Madrid.



He asked the very first person he met to direct him to the most

considerable hotel in the city; but received for answer, "You little

urchin, get off with you to some place where such as yourself lodge,

and not to where great lords dine." A shining gold piece, however,

soon made his adviser a little more courteous, so that now he

willingly conducted the youth to the best hotel. Arrived there, he at

once engaged the best apartments, and said to his host: "Well, how

goes it in your city? What is the latest news here?"



The host made a long face, and replied: "My little gentleman, you must

be indeed quite a stranger here. It seems that you have not yet heard

that his majesty, our king, is on the eve of departing for the wars

with an army of twenty thousand men. You must know we have enemies,

powerful enemies. Oh, these are, indeed, dreadful times! Is your

little worship disposed to join the army?"



"No doubt!" said the stripling, whose countenance beamed with joy.



No sooner had the host left him, than he quickly drew off his leather

breeches, shook out a heap of gold pieces, and purchased for himself

costly garments with arms and accoutrements, dressed himself in them,

and then craved an audience of the king. As he entered the palace,

and was being conducted by two chamberlains through a spacious and

magnificent hall, he was met by a young and wondrously beautiful lady,

who graciously saluted him, and whom he beheld surrounded by

courtiers, who bowed to her as he passed, whilst they whispered to

him, "That is the princess--the king's daughter."



The young shepherd was not a little enraptured by the beauty of the

princess; and he was so inspired by his admiration and delight, that

he was able to speak boldly and confidently to the monarch.



"I come," said he, "most humbly to offer to your majesty my services

as a warrior. The army I bring to you shall gain the victory for you;

and it shall win for your majesty whatever you may be pleased to

desire. But I ask of you one recompense, namely, that if I gain the

victory for you, I may receive your lovely daughter in marriage. Will

you grant me this, my most gracious king?"



The king was astonished at the youth's bold address, and answered: "Be

it so--I agree to your request. If you return home a conqueror, you

shall be my successor, and I will give you my daughter in marriage."



The ci-devant shepherd now betook himself all alone to the open

plain, and began to strike his sword here and there in the ground, and

in a few minutes there stood on the plain many thousand well-armed

combatants, and the youth himself, richly armed and adorned, sat as

their leader on a noble horse decked with gold embroidered housings

and a lustrous bridle. The young general led his troops against the

foe, and a bloody battle was fought. Unceasing death-shots thundered

from the commander's hat, and his sword called up one regiment after

another from the ground, so that in a few hours the enemy was

vanquished and scattered, and the flag of victory waved above the

conquered camp. The victor pursued and conquered from his foe a

considerable portion of his country. Victorious, and crowned with

glory, he returned to Spain, where his greatest good fortune still

awaited him. The fair daughter of the king had been no less struck by

the handsome youth whom she met in the hall, than he had been by her;

and the most gracious monarch knew how to value duly the great service

rendered to him by the brave young man. He kept his word--gave him his

daughter in marriage, and made him heir to his throne.






The nuptials were celebrated with the greatest magnificence, and he

who had so shortly before been only a shepherd youth sat now in high

estate. Soon after the wedding the old king resigned his crown and

sceptre into the hands of his son-in-law, who, seated proudly on the

throne, with his beautiful consort beside him, received the oath of

allegiance from his people.



Then he thought of his so quickly-fulfilled dream and of his poor

parents, and when he was alone with his wife, he thus addressed her:

"My beloved, know that I have parents living still, but they are very

poor; my father is a village herdsman, dwelling far away in Germany,

where I myself, as a boy, looked after cattle, until a marvellous

dream revealed to me that I should become king of Spain. Fortune has

been favourable to me; I am now a king, but I would willingly see my

parents also prosperous, therefore with your kind consent I will

return to my former home, and bring my parents hither."



The young queen was well content that her husband should do as he

proposed, so he set off and travelled of course very fast, being

possessed of the seven-mile boots. On his way the young monarch

restored the magical articles which he had taken from the robbers to

their rightful owners, retaining only the boots; he carried back with

him his parents, who were almost beside themselves for joy, and to the

former owner of the boots he gave a dukedom in exchange for them.

After that he lived happily and worthily all the rest of his days.



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