Part 21
“+NOW THEN, WHAT DO YOU WANT?+” he bawled out to them ever so far off, so that it struck them with an icy shiver.
“Well,” said the South Wind, “you needn’t be so put out, for here I am, your brother, the South Wind, and here is the lassie who ought to have had the Prince who dwells in the castle that lies EAST O’ THE SUN AND WEST O’ THE MOON, and now she wants to ask you if you ever were there, and can tell her the way, for she would be so glad to find him again.”
“+YES, I KNOW WELL ENOUGH WHERE IT IS+,” said the North Wind; “once in my life I blew an aspen-leaf thither, but I was so tired I couldn’t blow a puff for ever so many days after it. But if you really wish to go thither, and aren’t afraid to come along with me, I’ll take you on my back and see if I can blow you thither.”
Yes! with all her heart; she must and would get thither if it were possible in any way, and as for fear, however madly he went, she wouldn’t be at all afraid.
“Very well then,” said the North Wind, “but you must sleep here to-night, for we must have the whole day before us if we’re to get there at all.”
Early next morning the North Wind woke her, and puffed himself up and blew himself out, and made himself so stout and big, ’twas gruesome to look at him; and so off they went, high up through the air, as if they would never stop till they got to the world’s end.
Down here below there was such a storm; it threw down long tracts of wood and many houses, and when it swept over the great sea ships foundered by hundreds.
So they tore on and on--no one can believe how far they went--and all the while they still went over the sea, and the North Wind got more and more weary, and so out of breath he could scarce bring out a puff, and his wings drooped and drooped, till at last he sunk so low that the crests of the waves dashed over his heels.
“Are you afraid?” said the North Wind.
No! she wasn’t.
But they weren’t very far from land; and the North Wind had still so much strength left in him that he managed to throw her up on the shore under the windows of the castle which lay EAST O’ THE SUN AND WEST O’ THE MOON; but then he was so weak and worn out, he had to stay there and rest many days before he could get home again.
Next morning the lassie sat down under the castle window and began to play with the gold apple; and the first person she saw was the Long-nose who was to have the Prince.
“What do you want for your gold apple, you lassie?” said the Long-nose, and threw up the window.
“It’s not for sale for gold or money,” said the lassie.
“If it’s not for sale for gold or money, what is it that you will sell it for? You may name your own price,” said the Princess.
“Well, if I may get to the Prince who lives here and be with him to-night, you shall have it,” said the lassie whom the North Wind had brought.
Yes! she might; that could be done. So the Princess got the gold apple; but when the lassie came up to the Prince’s bedroom at night he was fast asleep; she called him and shook him, and between whiles she wept sore; but all she could do she couldn’t wake him up. Next morning, as soon as day broke, came the Princess with the long nose and drove her out again.
So in the daytime she sat under the castle windows and began to card with her golden carding-comb, and the same thing happened. The Princess asked what she wanted for it; and she said it wasn’t for sale for gold or money, but if she might get leave to go up to the Prince and be with him that night, the Princess should have it. But when she went up, she found him fast asleep again, and all she called, and all she shook, and wept, and prayed, she couldn’t get life into him; and as soon as the first gray peep of day came, then came the Princess with the long nose and chased her out again.
So, in the daytime, the lassie sat down outside under the castle window and began to spin with her golden spinning-wheel, and that, too, the Princess with the long nose wanted to have. So she threw up the window and asked what she wanted for it. The lassie said, as she had said twice before, it wasn’t for sale for gold or money; but if she might go up to the Prince who was there, and be with him alone that night, she might have it.
Yes! she might do that and welcome. But now you must know there were some folk who had been carried off thither, and as they sat in their room, which was next the Prince, they had heard how a woman had been in there, and wept and prayed, and called to him two nights running, and they told that to the Prince.
That evening, when the Princess came with her sleepy drink, the Prince made as if he drank, but threw it over his shoulder, for he could guess it was a sleepy drink. So, when the lassie came in, she found the Prince wide awake; and then she told him the whole story how she had come thither.
“Ah,” said the Prince, “you’ve just come in the very nick of time for to-morrow is to be our wedding-day; but now I won’t have the Long-nose, and you are the only woman in the world who can set me free. I’ll say I want to see what my wife is fit for, and beg her to wash the shirt which has the three spots of tallow on it; she’ll say yes, for she doesn’t know ’tis you who put them there; but that’s a work only for Christian folk, and not for such a pack of Trolls, and so I’ll say that I won’t have any other for my bride than the woman who can wash them out, and ask you to do it.”
So there was great joy and love between them all that night. But next day, when the wedding was to be, the Prince said:--
“First of all I’d like to see what my bride is fit for.”
“Yes,” said the stepmother, with all her heart.
“Well,” said the Prince, “I’ve got a fine shirt which I’d like for my wedding-shirt, but somehow or other it has got three spots of tallow on it, which I must have washed out; and I have sworn never to take any other bride than the woman who’s able to do that. If she can’t she’s not worth having.”
Well, that was no great thing, they said, so they agreed, and she with the Long-nose began to wash away as hard as she could, but the more she rubbed and scrubbed, the bigger the spots grew.
“Ah,” said the old hag, her mother, “you can’t wash; let me try.”
But she hadn’t long taken the shirt in hand, before it got far worse than ever, and with all her rubbing, and wringing, and scrubbing the spots grew bigger and blacker, and the darker and uglier was the shirt.
Then all the other trolls began to wash, but the longer it lasted the blacker and uglier the shirt grew, till at last it was as black all over as if it had been up the chimney.
“Ah,” said the Prince, “you’re none of you worth a straw; you can’t wash. Why there, outside, sits a beggar lassie, I’ll be bound she knows how to wash better than the whole lot of you. Come in, lassie,” he shouted.
Well, in she came.
“Can you wash this shirt clean, lassie, you?” said he.
“I don’t know,” she said, “but I think I can.”
And almost before she had taken it and dipped it in the water, it was as white as driven snow, and whiter still.
“Yes; you are the lassie for me,” said the Prince.
At that the old hag flew into such a rage she burst on the spot, and the Princess with the long nose after her, and the whole pack of Trolls after her--at least I’ve never heard a word about them since.
As for the Prince and Princess, they set free all the poor folk who had been carried off and shut up there, and they took with them all the silver and gold, and flitted away as far as they could from the castle that lay EAST O’ THE SUN AND WEST O’ THE MOON.
* * * * *
“Not quite the last,” exclaimed Queen Titania, and all the fairies who had begun to move hurried back to their places. “Not quite the last, for before we separate I will sing a song that you may tell to all the human children that you meet, and it shall be called the song of Queen Titania or
Queen Mab
A little fairy comes at night, Her eyes are blue, her hair is brown, With silver spots upon her wings, And from the moon she flutters down.
She has a little silver wand, And when a good child goes to bed, She waves her wand from right to left, And makes a circle round its head.
And then it dreams of pleasant things, Of fountains filled with fairy fish, And trees that bear delicious fruit, And bow their branches at a wish:
Of arbours filled with dainty scents From lovely flowers that never fade; Bright flies that glitter in the sun, And glow-worms shining in the shade.
And talking birds with gifted tongues, For singing songs and telling tales, And pretty dwarfs to show the way Through fairy hills and fairy dales.
But when a bad child goes to bed, From left to right she weaves her rings And then it dreams all through the night Of only ugly horrid things.
Then lions come with glaring eyes, And tigers growl, a dreadful noise, And ogres draw their cruel knives, To shed the blood of girls and boys.
Then stormy waves rush on to drown, Or raging flames come scorching round, Fierce dragons hover in the air, And serpents crawl along the ground.
Then wicked children wake and weep, And wish the long black gloom away; But good ones love the dark, and find The night as pleasant as the day.
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When the song was finished Oberon and Titania arose on their throne and faint strains of music were heard in the air; for a moment the whole place sparkled with light and colour, and then all the fairies had gone in a flash to their distant places, and nothing but a faint circle of darker grass showed where the great assembly had been. Away under a shady tree Nick Bottom and his companions were fast asleep, and when they awakened again they must have puzzled over what they had seen and heard, and which no doubt they believed that they had only dreamed. But we know better.
LETCHWORTH THE TEMPLE PRESS PRINTERS
Transcriber’s Notes
Italicized text is surrounded by underscores: _italics_.
Small capitals are changed to all capitals and surrounded by +: +SMALL CAPITALS+.
Illustrations have been moved so they do not break up the paragraphs. Captions were taken from the List of Illustrations where none were included.
Obvious typographical errors and punctuation errors have been corrected after careful comparison with other occurrences within the text and consultation of external sources. Except for those changes noted below, all misspellings in the text, and inconsistent or archaic usage, have been retained.
The following corrections have been applied to the text (before/after):
(p. xiii) The Fairyland buys not ... “The Fairyland buys not ...
(p. xiv) _Puck_ 98 _Tailpiece_ 97
_Tailpiece_ 97 _Puck_ 98
(p. xvi) ... with the sugar-loaf hat ... with the sugarloaf hat
(p. 33) ... the swallow, and I ... ... the swallow, “and I ...
(p. 38) ... near the fireplace that he ... ... near the fire-place that he ...
(p. 40) ... bespoke a bran-new set of ... ... bespoke a brand-new set of ...
(p. 44) ... as merrily at if nothing ... ... as merrily as if nothing ...
(p. 53) ... “It is not?” ... ... “It is not!” ...
(p. 53) ... be told in ten. ... be told in ten.”
(p. 68) ... in the picture book was alive, ... ... in the picture-book was alive, ...
(p. 76) ... bright day-light, and ... ... bright daylight, and ...
(p. 76) ... stay here If you are ... ... stay here. If you are ...
(p. 108) ... the next storyteller. Who was ... ... the next story-teller. Who was ...
(p. 121) ... favour for themselves ... favour for themselves.
(p. 124) ... many tricks. She then ... ... many tricks.” She then ...
(p. 131) ... about so? move on ... ... about so? Move on ...
(p. 161) ... bird like that I tell ... ... bird like that. I tell ...
(p. 162) ... of the cock-chafers; and these ... ... of the cockchafers; and these ...
(p. 162) ... replied the cock-chafer, “his ... ... replied the cockchafer, “his ...
(p. 162) ... answered the cock-chafer, “we know ... ... answered the cockchafer, “we know ...
(p. 162) ... brother embraced the cock-chafer, and they ... ... brother embraced the cockchafer, and they ...
(p. 176) ... and evening. The king was greatly ... ... and evening. The King was greatly ...
(p. 204) ... to abide spell-bound. ... to abide spellbound.
(p. 215) ... thou thinkest. When the ... ... thou thinkest.” When the ...
(p. 216) ... through the keyhole. The work, ... ... through the key-hole. The work, ...
(p. 221) Neils was well satisfied ... Niels was well satisfied ...
(p. 221) ... pocket,” replied Neils. ... pocket,” replied Niels.
(p. 221) Neils took out of ... Niels took out of ...
(p. 224/225) ... refreshing slumber But she ... ... refreshing slumber, but she ...
(p. 236) ... get a horse-back upon that ... ... get a horseback upon that ...
(p. 251) “Now came the seventh ... Now came the seventh ...
(p. 267) ... “Take courage.” she said ... ... “Take courage,” she said ...
(p. 291) ... size of a windwill, and ... ... size of a windmill, and ...
(p. 300) ... the Elfs”; and ... ... the Elfs; and ...