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| Snow-White and Rose-Red have generous hearts for others. |
There was once a poor widow who lived in a lonely
cottage. In front of the cottage was a garden wherein
stood two rose-trees, one of which bore white and the
other red roses. She had two children who were like the two
rose-trees. One was called Snow-White, and the other Rose-
Red.
They were as good and happy, as busy and cheerful as ever two children in the world were, only Snow-White was more quiet and gentle than Rose-Red. Rose-Red liked better to run about in the meadows and fields seeking flowers and catching butterflies. But Snow-White sat at home with her mother, and helped her with the housework, or read to her when there was nothing to do.
The two children were so fond of each other, that they al- ways held each other by the hand when they went out together. When Snow-White said, " We will not leave each other," Rose-Red answered, " Never so long as we live." And their mother would add, " What one has, she must share with the other."
They often ran about the forest alone and gathered red berries. Beasts never did them any harm, but came close to them trustfully. The little hare would eat a cabbage-leaf out of their hands, the roe grazed by their side, the stag leapt merrily by them, and the birds sat still upon the boughs, and sang whatever they knew.
No mishap overtook them. If they stayed too late in the forest, and night came on, they laid themselves down near one another upon the moss, and slept until morning. Their mother knew this, and had no worry on their account.
One day, when they had spent the night in the wood and the dawn had roused them, they saw a beautiful Child in a shining white dress sitting near their bed. He got up and looked quite kindly at them, but said nothing and went away into the forest. And when they looked round, they found that they had been sleeping quite close to a precipice, and would certainly have fallen into it in the darkness, if they had gone only a few paces farther. And their mother told them that it must have been the Angel who watches over good children.
Snow-White and Rose-Red kept their mother's little cottage so neat, that it was a pleasure to look inside it. In the summer, Rose-Red took care of the house, and every morning laid a wreath of flowers by her mother's bed before she awoke, in which was a rose from each tree. In the winter, Snow-White lit the fire and hung the kettle on the hook. The kettle was of copper and shone like gold, so brightly was it polished.
In the evening, when the snowflakes fell, the mother said, " Go, Snow-White, and bolt the door," and then they sat round the hearth, and the mother took her spectacles and read aloud out of a large book. The two girls listened as they sat and span. And close by them lay a lamb upon the floor, and behind them upon a perch sat a white dove with its head hidden beneath its wings.
One evening, as they were thus sitting comfortably together, some one knocked at the door as if he wished to be let in. The mother said, " Quick, Rose-Red, open the door, it must be a traveler who is seeking shelter."
Rose-Red went and pushed back the bolt, thinking that it was a poor man, but it was not. It was a Bear that stretched his broad, black head within the door.
Rose-Red screamed and sprang back, the lamb bleated, the dove fluttered, and Snow-White hid herself behind her mother's bed.
But the Bear began to speak and said, " Do not be afraid. I will do you no harm! I am half- frozen, and only want to warm myself a little beside you." "
Poor Bear," said the mother, " lie down by the fire. .Only take care that you do not burn your coat." Then she cried, " Snow-White, Rose-Red, come out, the Bear will do you no harm, he means well."
So they both came out, and by-and-by the lamb and dove came nearer, and were not afraid of him.
The Bear said, "Here, Children, knock the snow out of my coat a little;" so they brought the broom and swept the Bear's hide clean. And he stretched himself by the fire and growled contentedly and comfortably.
It was not long before they grew quite at home, and played tricks with their clumsy guest. They tugged at his hair with their hands, put their feet upon his back and rolled him about, or they took a hazel-switch and beat him, and, when he growled, they laughed. But the Bear took it all in good part, only when they were too rough he called out, "Leave me alive, Children:
They were as good and happy, as busy and cheerful as ever two children in the world were, only Snow-White was more quiet and gentle than Rose-Red. Rose-Red liked better to run about in the meadows and fields seeking flowers and catching butterflies. But Snow-White sat at home with her mother, and helped her with the housework, or read to her when there was nothing to do.
The two children were so fond of each other, that they al- ways held each other by the hand when they went out together. When Snow-White said, " We will not leave each other," Rose-Red answered, " Never so long as we live." And their mother would add, " What one has, she must share with the other."
They often ran about the forest alone and gathered red berries. Beasts never did them any harm, but came close to them trustfully. The little hare would eat a cabbage-leaf out of their hands, the roe grazed by their side, the stag leapt merrily by them, and the birds sat still upon the boughs, and sang whatever they knew.
No mishap overtook them. If they stayed too late in the forest, and night came on, they laid themselves down near one another upon the moss, and slept until morning. Their mother knew this, and had no worry on their account.
One day, when they had spent the night in the wood and the dawn had roused them, they saw a beautiful Child in a shining white dress sitting near their bed. He got up and looked quite kindly at them, but said nothing and went away into the forest. And when they looked round, they found that they had been sleeping quite close to a precipice, and would certainly have fallen into it in the darkness, if they had gone only a few paces farther. And their mother told them that it must have been the Angel who watches over good children.
Snow-White and Rose-Red kept their mother's little cottage so neat, that it was a pleasure to look inside it. In the summer, Rose-Red took care of the house, and every morning laid a wreath of flowers by her mother's bed before she awoke, in which was a rose from each tree. In the winter, Snow-White lit the fire and hung the kettle on the hook. The kettle was of copper and shone like gold, so brightly was it polished.
In the evening, when the snowflakes fell, the mother said, " Go, Snow-White, and bolt the door," and then they sat round the hearth, and the mother took her spectacles and read aloud out of a large book. The two girls listened as they sat and span. And close by them lay a lamb upon the floor, and behind them upon a perch sat a white dove with its head hidden beneath its wings.
One evening, as they were thus sitting comfortably together, some one knocked at the door as if he wished to be let in. The mother said, " Quick, Rose-Red, open the door, it must be a traveler who is seeking shelter."
Rose-Red went and pushed back the bolt, thinking that it was a poor man, but it was not. It was a Bear that stretched his broad, black head within the door.
Rose-Red screamed and sprang back, the lamb bleated, the dove fluttered, and Snow-White hid herself behind her mother's bed.
But the Bear began to speak and said, " Do not be afraid. I will do you no harm! I am half- frozen, and only want to warm myself a little beside you." "
Poor Bear," said the mother, " lie down by the fire. .Only take care that you do not burn your coat." Then she cried, " Snow-White, Rose-Red, come out, the Bear will do you no harm, he means well."
So they both came out, and by-and-by the lamb and dove came nearer, and were not afraid of him.
The Bear said, "Here, Children, knock the snow out of my coat a little;" so they brought the broom and swept the Bear's hide clean. And he stretched himself by the fire and growled contentedly and comfortably.
It was not long before they grew quite at home, and played tricks with their clumsy guest. They tugged at his hair with their hands, put their feet upon his back and rolled him about, or they took a hazel-switch and beat him, and, when he growled, they laughed. But the Bear took it all in good part, only when they were too rough he called out, "Leave me alive, Children:
"Snowy-white, Rosy-red,
Will you beat your lover dead?"
When it was bedtime, and the others went to sleep, the
mother said to the Bear, " You may lie there by the hearth, and
then you will be safe from the cold and the bad weather."
As soon as day dawned the two children let him out, and he
trotted across the snow into the forest.
Henceforth the Bear came every evening at the same time,
laid himself down by the hearth, and let the children amuse
themselves with him as much as they liked. They got so used
to him, that the doors were never fastened until their black
friend had arrived.
When spring was come and all outside was green, the Bear
said one morning to Snow-White, " Now I must go away, and
cannot come back for the whole summer."
''Where are you going, then, dear Bear? " asked Snow-White.
"I must go into the forest and guard my treasures from the
wicked Dwarfs. In the winter, when the earth is frozen hard,
they are obliged to stay below and cannot work their way
through. But now, when the sun has thawed and warmed the
earth, they break through it, and come out to pry and steal.
And what once gets into their hands and in their caves, does
not easily see daylight again."
Snow-White was very sorry for his going away. And as she unbolted the door for him, and the Bear was hurrying out,
he caught against the bolt and a piece of his hairy coat was
torn off. It seemed to Snow- White as if she saw gold shining
through it, but she was not sure about it. The Bear ran away
quickly, and was soon out of sight behind the trees.
A short time afterward, the mother sent her children into
the forest to get fire-wood. There they found a big tree which
lay felled on the ground, and close by the trunk something was
jumping backward and forward in the grass. But they could
not make out what it was.
When they came nearer they saw a Dwarf with an old withered face and a snow-white beard a yard long. The end of
the beard was caught in a crevice of the tree, and the little
fellow was jumping backward and forward like a dog tied to
a rope, and did not know what to do.
He glared at the girls with his fiery red eyes and cried,
" Why do you stand there? Can you not come here and help
me?"
"What are you about there, Little Man? " asked Rose-Red.
"You stupid, prying goose! " answered the Dwarf; " I was
going to split the tree to get a little wood for cooking. The
little bit of food that one of us wants gets burnt up directly
with thick logs. We do not swallow so much as you coarse,
greedy folk. I had just driven the wedge safely in, and every-
thing was going as I wished; but the wretched wood was too
smooth and suddenly sprang asunder, and the tree closed so
quickly that I could not pull out my beautiful white beard.
So now it is tight in, and I cannot get away. And you silly,
sleek, milk-faced things laugh! Ugh! how odious you are! "
The children tried very hard, but they could not pull the
beard out, it was caught too fast.
"I will run and fetch someone," said Rose-Red.
"You senseless goose! " snarled the Dwarf. " Why should
you fetch someone? You are already two too many for me.
Can you not think of something better? "
"Don't be impatient," said Snow-White, " I will help you,"
and she pulled her scissors out of her pocket, and cut off the
end of the beard.
As soon as the Dwarf felt himself free, he grabbed a bag
which lay amongst the roots of the tree, and which was full of
gold, and lifted it up, grumbling to himself, "Rude people, to
cut off a piece of my fine beard! Bad luck to you! " and then
he swung the bag upon his back, and went off without even
once looking at the children.
Sometime after that Snow-White and Rose-Red went to
catch a dish of fish. As they came near the brook, they saw
something like a large grasshopper jumping toward the water,
as if it were going to leap in. They ran to it and found it was
the Dwarf.
"Where are you going? " said Rose-Red; " you surely don't
want to go into the water? "
"I am not such a fool! " cried the Dwarf; " don't you see
that the accursed fish wants to pull me in? " The Little Man
had been sitting there fishing, and unluckily the wind had
twisted his beard with the fishing-line. Just then a big fish bit,
and the feeble creature had not strength to pull it out. The
fish kept the upper hand and was pulling the Dwarf toward
him. He held on to all the reeds and rushes, but it was of little good, he was forced to follow the fish, and was in great danger
of being dragged into the water.
The girls came just in time. They held him fast and tried
to free his beard from the line. But all in vain, beard and line
were entangled fast together. Nothing was left but to bring
out the scissors and cut the beard, whereby a small part of it
was lost.
When the Dwarf saw that, he screamed out, "Is that civil,
you toadstool, to disfigure one's face? Was it not enough to
clip off the end of my beard? Now you have cut off the best
part of it. I cannot let myself be seen by my people. I wish
you had been made to run the soles off your shoes!" Then he
took out a sack of pearls which lay in the rushes, and, without
saying a word more, he dragged it away and disappeared behind a stone.
It happened that soon afterward the mother sent the two
children to the town to buy needles and thread, and laces and
ribbons. The road led them across a heath upon which huge
pieces of rock lay strewn about. They now noticed a large
bird hovering in the air, flying slowly round and round above
them. It sank lower and lower, and at last settled near a rock
not far off. Directly afterward they heard a loud, piteous cry.
They ran up and saw, with horror, that the eagle had seized
their old acquaintance the Dwarf, and was going to carry him
off.
The children, full of pity, at once took tight hold of the
Little Man, and pulled against the eagle so long that at last
he let his booty go.
As soon as the Dwarf had recovered from his first fright, he cried with his shrill voice, "Could you not have done it more
carefully! You dragged at my brown coat, so that it is all
torn and full of holes. You helpless, clumsy creatures! "
Then he took up a sack full of precious stones, and slipped
away again under the rock into his hole.
The girls, who by this time were used to his thanklessness,
went on their way and did their business in the town.
As they crossed the heath again on their way home they surprised the Dwarf, who had emptied out his bag of precious
stones in a clean spot, and had not thought that any one would
come there at such a late hour. The evening sun shone upon
the brilliant stones. They glittered and sparkled with all
colors so beautifully, that the children stood still and looked at
them.
"Why do you stand gaping there? " cried the Dwarf, and
his ashen-gray face became copper-red with rage. He was
going on with his bad words, when a loud growling was heard,
and a black Bear came trotting toward them out of the forest.
The Dwarf sprang up in a fright, but he could not get to his
cave, for the Bear was already close.
Then in the fear of his heart he cried, " Dear Mr. Bear,
spare me! I will give you all my treasures! Look, the beautiful jewels lying there! Grant me my life. What do you want
with such a slender little fellow as I? You would not feel me
between your teeth. Come, take these two wicked girls, they
are tender morsels for you, fat as young quails. For mercy's
sake eat them!"
The Bear took no heed of his words, but gave the wicked
creature a single blow with his paw, and he did not move again. The girls had run away, but the Bear called to them, "Snow-White and Rose-Red, do not be afraid. Wait, I will come
with you."
Then they knew his voice and waited. And when he came
up to them, suddenly his bear-skin fell off, and he stood there
a handsome man, clothed all in gold.
"I am a King's Son," he said, " and I was bewitched by that
wicked Dwarf, who had stolen my treasures. I have had to
run about the forest as a savage bear until I was freed by his
death. Now he has got his well-deserved punishment."
Snow-White was married to him, and Rose-Red to his
brother. They divided between them the great treasure which
the Dwarf had gathered together in his cave. The old mother
lived peacefully and happily with her children for many years.
She took the two rose-trees with her, and they stood before her
window, and every year bore the most beautiful roses, white
and red.
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