East of the Sun and West of the Moon: Old Tales from the North
PREFACE
A folk-tale, in its primitive plainness of word and entire absence of complexity in thought, is peculiarly sensitive and susceptible to the touch of stranger hands; and he who has been able to acquaint himself with the Norske Folkeeventyr of Asbjörnsen and Moe (from which these stories are selected), has an advantage over the reader of an English rendering. Of this advantage Mr. Kay Nielsen has fully availed himself: and the exquisite bizarrerie of his drawings aptly expresses the innermost significance of the old-world, old-wives fables. For to term these legends, Nursery Tales, would be to curtail them, by nine-tenths, of their interest. They are the romances of the childhood of Nations: they are the never-failing springs of sentiment, of sensation, of heroic example, from which primeval peoples drank their fill at will.
The quaintness, the tenderness, the grotesque yet realistic intermingling of actuality with supernaturalism, by which the original Norske Folkeeventyr are characterised, will make an appeal to all, as represented in the pictures of Kay Nielsen. And these imperishable traditions, whose bases are among the very roots of all antiquity, are here reincarnated in line and colour, to the delight of all who ever knew or now shall know them.
Permission to reprint the Stories in this book, which originally appeared in Sir G. W. Dasents Popular Tales from the Norse, has been obtained from Messrs. George Routledge & Sons, Ltd. The Three Princesses in the Blue Mountain is printed by arrangement with Messrs. David Nutt; and Prince Lindworm is newly translated for this volume.
EAST OF THE SUN AND WEST OF THE MOON
Once on a time there was a poor husbandman who had so many children that he hadnt much of either food or clothing to give them. Pretty children they all were, but the prettiest was the youngest daughter, who was so lovely there was no end to her loveliness.
So one day, twas on a Thursday evening late at the fall of the year, the weather was so wild and rough outside, and it was so cruelly dark, and rain fell and wind blew, till the walls of the cottage shook again. There they all sat round the fire, busy with this thing and that. But just then, all at once something gave three taps on the window-pane. Then the father went out to see what was the matter; and, when he got out of doors, what should he see but a great big White Bear.
Good-evening to you! said the White Bear.
The same to you! said the man.
Will you give me your youngest daughter? If you will, Ill make you as rich as you are now poor, said the Bear.
Well, the man would not be at all sorry to be so rich; but still he thought he must have a bit of a talk with his daughter first; so he went in and told them how there was a great White Bear waiting outside, who had given his word to make them so rich if he could only have the youngest daughter.
The lassie said No! outright. Nothing could get her to say anything else; so the man went out and settled it with the White Bear that he should come again the next Thursday evening and get an answer. Meantime he talked his daughter over, and kept on telling her of all the riches they would get, and how well off she would be herself; and so at last she thought better of it, and washed and mended her rags, made herself as smart as she could, and was ready to start. I cant say her packing gave her much trouble.
Next Thursday evening came the White Bear to fetch her, and she got upon his back with her bundle, and off they went. So, when they had gone a bit of the way, the White Bear said:
Are you afraid?
No, she wasnt.
Well! mind and hold tight by my shaggy coat, and then theres nothing to fear, said the Bear.
So she rode a long, long way, till they came to a great steep hill. There, on the face of it, the White Bear gave a knock, and a door opened, and they came into a castle where there were many rooms all lit up; rooms gleaming with silver and gold; and there, too, was a table ready laid, and it was all as grand as grand could be. Then the White Bear gave her a silver bell; and when she wanted anything, she was only to ring it, and she would get it at once.
Well, after she had eaten and drunk, and evening wore on, she got sleepy after her journey, and thought she would like to go to bed, so she rang the bell; and she had scarce taken hold of it before she came into a chamber where there was a bed made, as fair and white as any one would wish to sleep in, with silken pillows and curtains and gold fringe. All that was in the room was gold or silver; but when she had gone to bed and put out the light, a man came and laid himself alongside her. That was the White Bear, who threw off his beast shape at night; but she never saw him, for he always came after she had put out the light, and before the day dawned he was up and off again. So things went on happily for a while, but at last she began to get silent and sorrowful; for there she went about all day alone, and she longed to go home to see her father and mother and brothers and sisters. So one day, when the White Bear asked what it was that she lacked, she said it was so dull and lonely there, and how she longed to go home to see her father and mother and brothers and sisters, and that was why she was so sad and sorrowful, because she couldnt get to them.
Well, well! said the Bear, perhaps theres a cure for all this; but you must promise me one thing, not to talk alone with your mother, but only when the rest are by to hear; for shell take you by the hand and try to lead you into a room alone to talk; but you must mind and not do that, else youll bring bad luck on both of us.
So one Sunday the White Bear came and said, now they could set off to see her father and mother. Well, off they started, she sitting on his back; and they went far and long. At last they came to a grand house, and there her brothers and sisters were running about out of doors at play, and everything was so pretty, twas a joy to see.
This is where your father and mother live now, said the White Bear; but dont forget what I told you, else youll make us both unlucky.
No! bless her, shed not forget; and when she had reached the house, the White Bear turned right about and left her.
Then, when she went in to see her father and mother, there was such joy, there was no end to it. None of them thought they could thank her enough for all she had done for them. Now, they had everything they wished, as good as good could be, and they all wanted to know how she got on where she lived.
Well, she said, it was very good to live where she did; she had all she wished. What she said beside I dont know, but I dont think any of them had the right end of the stick, or that they got much out of her. But so, in the afternoon, after they had done dinner, all happened as the White Bear had said. Her mother wanted to talk with her alone in her bedroom; but she minded what the White Bear had said, and wouldnt go upstairs.
Oh! what we have to talk about will keep! she said, and put her mother off. But, somehow or other, her mother got round her at last, and she had to tell her the whole story. So she said, how every night when she had gone to bed a man came and lay down beside her as soon as she had put out the light; and how she never saw him, because he was always up and away before the morning dawned; and how she went about woeful and sorrowing, for she thought she should so like to see him; and how all day long she walked about there alone; and how dull and dreary and lonesome it was.
My! said her mother; it may well be a Troll you slept with! But now Ill teach you a lesson how to set eyes on him. Ill give you a bit of candle, which you can carry home in your bosom; just light that while he is asleep, but take care not to drop the tallow on him.
Yes! she took the candle and hid it in her bosom, and as night drew on, the White Bear came and fetched her away.
But when they had gone a bit of the way, the White Bear asked if all hadnt happened as he had said.
Well, she couldnt say it hadnt.
Now, mind, said he, if you have listened to your mothers advice, you have brought bad luck on us both, and then, all that has passed between us will be as nothing.
No, she said, she hadnt listened to her mothers advice.
So when she reached home, and had gone to bed, it was the old story over again. There came a man and lay down beside her; but at dead of night, when she heard he slept, she got up and struck a light, lit the candle, and let the light shine on him, and so she saw that he was the loveliest Prince one ever set eyes on, and she fell so deep in love with him on the spot, that she thought she couldnt live if she didnt give him a kiss there and then. And so she did; but as she kissed him, she dropped three hot drops of tallow on his shirt, and he woke up.
What have you done? he cried; now you have made us both unlucky, for had you held out only this one year, I had been freed. For I have a step-mother who has bewitched me, so that I am a White Bear by day, and a Man by night. But now all ties are snapt between us; now I must set off from you to her. She lives in a Castle which stands East of the Sun and West of the Moon, and there, too, is a Princess, with a nose three ells long, and shes the wife I must have now.
She wept and took it ill, but there was no help for it; go he must.
Then she asked if she mightnt go with him.
No, she mightnt.
Tell me the way, then, she said, and Ill search you out; that surely I may get leave to do.
Yes, she might do that, he said; but there was no way to that place. It lay East of the Sun and West of the Moon, and thither shed never find her way.
So next morning, when she woke up, both Prince and castle were gone, and then she lay on a little green patch, in the midst of the gloomy thick wood, and by her side lay the same bundle of rags she had brought with her from her old home.
So when she had rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and wept till she was tired, she set out on her way, and walked many, many days, till she came to a lofty crag. Under it sat an old hag, and played with a gold apple which she tossed about. Here the lassie asked if she knew the way to the Prince, who lived with his step-mother in the Castle, that lay East of the Sun and West of the Moon, and who was to marry the Princess with a nose three ells long.
How did you come to know about him? asked the old hag; but maybe you are the lassie who ought to have had him?
Yes, she was.
So, so; its you, is it? said the old hag. Well, all I know about him is, that he lives in the castle that lies East of the Sun and West of the Moon, and thither youll come, late or never; but still you may have the loan of my horse, and on him you can ride to my next neighbour. Maybe shell be able to tell you; and when you get there, just give the horse a switch under the left ear, and beg him to be off home; and, stay, this gold apple you may take with you.
So she got upon the horse, and rode a long, long time, till she came to another crag, under which sat another old hag, with a gold carding-comb. Here the lassie asked if she knew the way to the castle that lay East of the Sun and West of the Moon, and she answered, like the first old hag, that she knew nothing about it, except it was east of the sun and west of the moon.
And thither youll come, late or never, but you shall have the loan of my horse to my next neighbour; maybe shell tell you all about it; and when you get there, just switch the horse under the left ear, and beg him to be off home.
And this old hag gave her the golden carding-comb; it might be shed find some use for it, she said. So the lassie got up on the horse, and rode a far, far way, and a weary time; and so at last she came to another great crag, under which sat another old hag, spinning with a golden spinning-wheel. Her, too, she asked if she knew the way to the Prince, and where the castle was that lay East of the Sun and West of the Moon. So it was the same thing over again.
Maybe its you who ought to have had the Prince? said the old hag.
Yes, it was.
But she, too, didnt know the way a bit better than the other two. East of the sun and west of the moon it was, she knew that was all.
And thither youll come, late or never; but Ill lend you my horse, and then I think youd best ride to the East Wind and ask him; maybe he knows those parts, and can blow you thither. But when you get to him, you need only give the horse a switch under the left ear, and hell trot home of himself.
And so, too, she gave her the gold spinning-wheel. Maybe youll find a use for it, said the old hag.
Then on she rode many many days, a weary time, before she got to the East Winds house, but at last she did reach it, and then she asked the East Wind if he could tell her the way to the Prince who dwelt east of the sun and west of the moon. Yes, the East Wind had often heard tell of it, the Prince and the castle, but he couldnt tell the way, for he had never blown so far.
But, if you will, Ill go with you to my brother the West Wind, maybe he knows, for hes much stronger. So, if you will just get on my back, Ill carry you thither.
Yes, she got on his back, and I should just think they went briskly along.
So when they got there, they went into the West Winds house, and the East Wind said the lassie he had brought was the one who ought to have had the Prince who lived in the castle East of the Sun and West of the Moon; and so she had set out to seek him, and how he had come with her, and would be glad to know if the West Wind knew how to get to the castle.
Nay, said the West Wind, so far Ive never blown; but if you will, Ill go with you to our brother the South Wind, for hes much stronger than either of us, and he has flapped his wings far and wide. Maybe hell tell you. You can get on my back, and Ill carry you to him.
Yes! she got on his back, and so they travelled to the South Wind, and werent so very long on the way, I should think.
When they got there, the West Wind asked him if he could tell her the way to the castle that lay East of the Sun and West of the Moon, for it was she who ought to have had the Prince who lived there.
You dont say so! Thats she, is it? said the South Wind.
Well, I have blustered about in most places in my time, but so far have I never blown; but if you will, Ill take you to my brother the North Wind; he is the oldest and strongest of the whole lot of us, and if he dont know where it is, youll never find any one in the world to tell you. You can get on my back, and Ill carry you thither.