The Six Swans





Once upon a time, a king, hunting in a great forest, chased a wild

boar so eagerly, that none of his people could follow him. When

evening came, he stopped to look about him, and saw that he had lost

himself. He sought everywhere for a way out of the wood, but could

find none. Then he perceived coming towards him an old woman, whose

head kept constantly shaking. She was a witch.



My good woman, said he to her, cannot you show me the way through

the wood?



O yes, your majesty, answered she, that I can, but only on one

condition, and if you do not agree to it, you will never get out, and

must die here of hunger.



What is the condition? asked the king.



I have an only daughter, said the old woman, she is as beautiful as

any one you could find in the wide world, and well deserves to be your

wife; if you will make her your queen, I will show you the way out of

the wood.



The king, in the fear of his heart, consented, and the old woman led

him to her house, where her daughter sat by the fire. She received the

king as if she had expected him, and he saw that she was very

beautiful; but still she did not please him, and he could not look at

her without a secret shudder. After he had lifted up the maiden

beside him on his horse, the old woman showed him the way, and the

king arrived again at his royal castle, where the wedding was

celebrated.



He had been married once before, and had by his first wife seven

children, six boys and a girl, whom he loved more than anything in the

world. But, because he was afraid that the stepmother might not treat

them well, or might even do them some harm, he took them to a lonely

castle which stood in the middle of a wood. It was so hidden, and the

road was so difficult to find, that he himself would not have found

it, if a wise woman had not given him a wonderful skein of thread;

which, when he threw it down before him, unrolled of itself and showed

him the way. The king went out so often to his dear children, that the

queen noticed his absence, and was full of curiosity to know what

business took him thus alone to the wood. So she gave his servants a

sum of money, and they told her the secret, and also told her of the

skein, which was the only thing that could show the way. After that

she never rested till she had found out where the king kept the skein.

Then she made some little white silk shirts, and as she had learned

witchcraft from her mother, she sewed a spell into every one of them.

And one day when the king was gone out to hunt, she took the little

shirts and went into the wood, and the skein showed her the way.



The six brothers, who saw some one in the distance, thought their

dear father was coming, and ran to meet him, full of joy. As they

approached, the queen threw one of the shirts over each of them, and

when the shirts touched their bodies, they were changed into swans,

and flew away over the wood. The witch's daughter went home quite

happy, and thought she had got rid of all her stepchildren; but the

one little girl had not run out with her brothers, and the queen knew

nothing about her.



Next day, the king came joyfully to visit his children, but he found

nobody except the little sister.



Where are your brothers? asked he.



Oh, dear father, she answered, they are gone, and have left me

alone, and then she told him all that she had seen out of her window;

how her brothers were turned into swans, and had flown away over the

wood; she also showed him the feathers which they had dropped into the

courtyard, and which she had picked up.



The king was grieved, but he never thought that the queen had done

this wicked deed; however, because he dreaded lest the little girl

would be stolen from him likewise, he wished to take her away with

him. But she was afraid of the stepmother, and begged the king to let

her stay one night more in the castle in the wood.



The poor little girl thought, I cannot rest here any longer, I will

go and look for my brothers.



And when the night came, she ran away, and went straight into the

wood. She went on all through the night, and the next day too, till

she was so tired that she could go no further. Then she saw a little

house, and went in, and found a room with six little beds; she did not

dare to lie down in any, but crept under one of them, laid herself on

the hard floor, and meant to pass the night there. But when the sun

was just going to set, she heard a rustling, and saw six swans come

flying in at the window. They sat down on the floor, and blew at one

another, and blew all their feathers off, and took off their

swan's-skins like shirts. Then the little girl saw them and recognised

her brothers, and was very glad, and crept out from under the bed.



The brothers were not less rejoiced when they saw their little sister,

but their joy did not last long.



You cannot stop here, said they to her, this is a house belonging

to robbers; if they come home, and find you, they will kill you.



Cannot you protect me? asked the little sister.



No, answered they, we can only take off our swan's-skins for a

quarter of an hour every evening, and have our natural shape for that

time, but afterwards we are turned into swans again.



The little sister cried and said, Cannot you be released?



Oh, no! answered they, the conditions are too hard. You must not

speak or laugh for six years, and must make for us six shirts out of

stitchweed during that time. If while you are making them a single

word comes from your mouth, all your work will be of no use. When her

brothers had said this, the quarter of an hour was over, and they

turned into swans again, and flew out of the window.



But the little girl made a firm resolution to release her brothers,

even if it cost her her life. She left the house, and went into the

middle of the wood, and climbed up in a tree and spent the night

there. Next morning she got down, collected a quantity of stitchweed,

and began to sew. She could not speak to any one, and she did not want

to laugh; so she sat, and only looked at her work.



When she had been there a long time, it happened that the king of the

country was hunting in the wood, and his hunters came to the tree on

which the little girl sat. They called to her, and said, Who are

you?



But she gave them no answer.



Come down to us, said they, we will not do you any harm.



But she only shook her head. As they kept teasing her with their

questions, she threw them down her gold necklace, and thought they

would be satisfied with that. But they did not leave off, so she threw

her sash down to them, and as that was no good, she threw down her

garters, and at last everything that she had on, and could spare; so

that she had nothing left but her shift. But the hunters would not be

sent away, and climbed up the tree and brought down the little girl

and took her to the king.



The king asked, Who are you? what were you doing up in the tree?



But she did not answer. He asked it in all the languages that he knew,

but she remained as dumb as a fish. But, because she was so beautiful,

the king's heart was moved, and he fell deeply in love with her. He

wrapped his cloak round her, took her before him on his horse, and

brought her to his castle. Then he had her dressed in rich clothes,

and she shone in her beauty like bright sunshine; but they could not

get a word out of her. He set her by him at the table, and her modest

look and proper behaviour pleased him so much, that he said, I will

marry her, and no one else in the world, and after a few days he was

married to her.



But the king had a wicked mother, who was not pleased with this

marriage, and spoke ill of the young queen. Who knows where the girl

comes from, said she, she cannot speak; she is not good enough for a

king.



A year after, when the queen brought her first child into the world,

the old mother took it away, and smeared her mouth with blood while

she was asleep. Then she went to the king, and accused her of eating

her child. The king would not believe it, and would not let anyone do

her any harm. And she always sat and sewed the shirts, and took no

notice of anything else. Next time, when she had another beautiful

baby, the wicked stepmother did the same as before; but the king could

not resolve to believe what she said.



He said, My wife is too pious and good to do such a thing; if she

were not dumb, and if she could defend herself, her innocence would be

made clear.



But when for the third time the old woman took away the new-born

child, and accused the queen, who could not say a word in her own

defence, the king could not help himself; he was forced to give her up

to the court of justice, and she was condemned to suffer death by

fire.



When the day came upon which the sentence was to be executed, it was

exactly the last day of the six years, in which she might not speak or

laugh; and she had freed her dear brothers from the power of the

spell. The six little shirts were finished, except that on the last

one a sleeve was wanting. When she came to the place of execution, she

laid the shirts on her arm, and when she stood at the stake, and the

fire was just going to be lit, she looked round, and there came six

swans flying through the air. Then her heart leaped with joy, for she

saw that her deliverance was near.



The swans flew to her, and crouched down, so that she could throw the

shirts over them; as soon as the shirts were touched by them, their

swan's-skins fell off, and her brothers stood before her. They were

all grown up, strong and handsome; only the youngest had no left arm,

but instead of it a swan's wing.



They hugged and kissed their sister many times, and then the queen

went to the king, and began to speak, and said, Dearest husband, now

I may speak, and declare to you that I am innocent and falsely

accused; and she told him about the deceit of the old mother, who had

taken away her three children, and hidden them.



However they were soon fetched safely back, to the great joy of the

king; and the wicked mother-in-law was tied to the stake, and burnt to

ashes. But the king and queen, with their six brothers, lived many

years in peace and happiness.





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