you the words
you spoke to me,
Down by the cold well,
so weary.”
But that the girl didn’t want to do that. But her stepmother said: “Do what you promised, girl! Girls must keep their promises.”
So the girl took the frog with her to bed, and kept it as far away from her as she could. In the morning, the frog said:
“Chop off my head,
my heart,
Chop off my head,
my darling;
Remember the promise
you made to me,
Down by the cold well,
so weary.”
At first the girl wouldn’t do that. She felt sorry for the frog. It helped her at the Well of the World’s End and was not a bad frog at all. But when the frog said the words over again she went and took an axe and chopped off its head, and oh! there stood before her a young prince. He told her his story. He had been enchanted by a wicked magician, and he could never be unspelled till some girl would do what he asked for a whole night, and chop off his head at the end of it.
The stepmother was surprised when she found the young prince instead of the ugly frog. And she wasn’t best pleased, when the prince told her that he was going to marry her stepdaughter. They got married, went to live in the castle of the king, his father.
The Fish and the Ring
Once upon a time, there was a mighty Baron in the North Country who was a great magician and knew everything that would come to pass[11]. So one day, when his little boy was four years old, he looked into the Book of Fate[12] to see what would happen to him. And to his dismay, he found that his son would wed a lowly maid[13] that had just been born in a small house. Now the Baron knew the father of the little girl was very, very poor, and he had five children already. So he called for his horse and rode to the father’s house and saw him sitting by the door, sad and doleful. So he dismounted and went up to him and said, “What is the matter, my good man?” And the man said, “Well, your honour[14], the fact is, I have five children already, and now the sixth one comes, a little girl, and where to get the bread from to fill their mouths, that’s more than I can say.”
“Don’t cry, my dear man,” said the Baron. “If that’s your trouble, I can help you. I’ll take away the last little one, and you won’t have to bother about her.”
“Thank you kindly, sir,” said the man, and he went in and brought out the little girl and gave her to the Baron, who mounted his horse and rode away with her. And when he got by the bank of the river, he threw the little girl into the river and rode off to his castle.
But the little girl didn’t sink; her clothes kept her up for a time[15], and she floated, and she floated, till she was cast ashore just in front of a fisherman’s hut. There the fisherman found her, and took pity on the poor little girl and took her into his house, and she lived there till she was fifteen years old. So she became a fine handsome girl.
One day, it happened that the Baron went out hunting[16] with some companions along the banks of the river and stopped at the fisherman’s hut to get a drink, and the girl came out to give it to them. They all noticed her beauty, and one of them said to the Baron, “You can read fates, Baron, whom will she marry, how do you think?”
“Oh! that’s easy to guess,” said the Baron; “some farmer or other. But I’ll cast her horoscope. Come here, girl, and tell me on what day you were born.”
“I don’t know, sir,” said the girl, “I was picked up just here. The river brought me down[17] about fifteen years ago.”
Then the Baron knew who she was, and when they went away, he rode back and said to the girl, “Listen to me, girl, I will make your fortune. Take this letter to my brother, and you will be settled for life.” And the girl took the letter and said she would go. Now this is what he had written in the letter:
“Dear brother,
Take the bearer and put her to death immediately.”
So soon after, the girl left and slept for the night at a little inn. Now that very night[18] a band of robbers broke into the inn and searched the girl, who had no money and only the letter. So they opened this and read it. The captain of the robbers took a pen and paper and wrote this letter:
“Dear brother,
Take the bearer and marry her to my son immediately.”
And then he gave it to the girl. So she went on to the Baron’s brother, a noble knight, with whom the Baron’s son was staying. When she gave the letter to his brother, he gave orders for the wedding to be prepared at once, and they were married that very day[19].
Soon after, the Baron himself came to his brother’s castle, and what was his surprise! But he took the girl out for a walk, as he said, along the cliffs. And when he got her all alone, he took her by the arms and was going to throw her over. But she begged hard for her life[20]. “I have not done anything,” she said, “please do not kill me; I will do whatever you wish. I will never see you or your son again till you desire it.” Then the Baron took off his gold ring and threw it into the sea, saying, “Never let me see your face till you can show me that ring”, and he let her go[21].
When the guests saw such a young and beautiful cook, they were surprised. But the Baron was very angry. So the girl went up to him with her hand before her with the ring on it, and she put it down before him on the table. Then at last, the Baron saw that no one could fight against Fate, and he handed her to a seat and announced to all the company that this was his son’s true wife. And he took her and his son home to his castle, and they all lived happy.
Tom Thumb [22]
Grimm Brothers
One night a poor woodman sat in his cottage, his wife sat by his side spinning.
“How lonely it is, wife,” said he, “for you and me to sit here by ourselves, without any children to play about. Other people seem so happy with their children!”
“Agree,” said the wife, “how happy would I be if I had one child! If it were no bigger than my thumb, I would love it!”
Not long afterwards her dream came true. She had a little boy, who was healthy and strong. But he was not much bigger than her thumb. So she said, “Well, now we have got what we wished for, and, little as he is, we will love him!” And they called him Thomas Thumb.
The husband and his wife fed him well, but he never grew bigger. His eyes were smart and he was a clever little fellow.
One day, as the woodman was getting ready to go into the wood to cut fuel, he said,
“I wish I had someone to bring the cart after me.”
“Oh, father,” cried Tom, “I will take care of that; the cart will be in the wood by the time you want it.”
The woodman laughed, and said,
“How