Fairy Tales by the Grimm Brothers

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Da waren alle drei vergnügt; der Jäger zog dem Wolf den Pelz ab und ging damit heim, die Großmutter aß den Kuchen und trank den Wein, den Rotkäppchen gebracht hatte, und erholte sich wieder, Rotkäppchen aber dachte: "Du willst dein Lebtag nicht wieder allein vom Wege ab in den Wald laufen, wenn dir's die Mutter verboten hat." Es wird auch erzählt, daß einmal, als Rotkäppchen der alten Großmutter wieder Gebackenes brachte, ein anderer Wolf ihm zugesprochen und es vom Wege habe ableiten wollen. Rotkäppchen aber hütete sich und ging gerade fort seines Wegs und sagte der Großmutter, daß es dem Wolf begegnet wäre, der ihm guten Tag gewünscht, aber so bös aus den Augen geguckt hätte: "Wenn's nicht auf offner Straße gewesen wäre, er hätte mich gefressen." "Komm", sagte die Großmutter, "wir wollen die Türe verschließen, daß er nicht herein kann." Bald darnach klopfte der Wolf an und rief: "Mach auf, Großmutter, ich bin das Rotkäppchen, ich bring dir Gebackenes." Sie schwiegen aber still und machten die Türe nicht auf: da schlich der Graukopf etlichemal um das Haus, sprang endlich aufs Dach und wollte warten, bis Rotkäppchen abends nach Haus ginge, dann wollte er ihm nachschleichen und wollt's in der Dunkelheit fressen. Aber die Großmutter merkte, was er im Sinn hatte. Nun stand vor dem Haus ein großer Steintrog, da sprach sie zu dem Kind: "Nimm den Eimer, Rotkäppchen, gestern hab ich Würste gekocht, da trag das Wasser, worin sie gekocht sind, in den Trog." Rotkäppchen trug so lange, bis der große, große Trog ganz voll war. Da stieg der Geruch von den Würsten dem Wolf in die Nase, er schnupperte und guckte hinab, endlich machte er den Hals so lang, daß er sich nicht mehr halten konnte und anfing zu rutschen: so ruschte er vom Dach herab, gerade in den großen Trog hinein, und ertrank. Rotkäppchen aber ging fröhlich nach Haus, und tat ihm niemand etwas zuleid. Rumpelstilzchen Once there was a miller who was poor, but who had a beautiful daughter. Now it happened that he had to go and speak to the king, and in order to make himself appear important he said to him, "I have a daughter who can spin straw into gold." The king said to the miller, "That is an art which pleases me well, if your daughter is as clever as you say, bring her to-morrow to my palace, and I will put her to the test." And when the girl was brought to him he took her into a room which was quite full of straw, gave her a spinning-wheel and a reel, and said, "Now set to work, and if by tomorrow morning early you have not spun this straw into gold during the night, you must die." Thereupon he himself locked up the room, and left her in it alone. So there sat the poor miller's daughter, and for the life of her could not tell what to do, she had no idea how straw could be spun into gold, and she grew more and more frightened, until at last she began to weep. But all at once the door opened, and in came a little man, and said, "Good evening, mistress miller, why are you crying so." "Alas," answered the girl, "I have to spin straw into gold, and I do not know how to do it." "What will you give me," said the manikin, "if I do it for you." "My necklace," said the girl. The little man took the necklace, seated himself in front of the wheel, and whirr, whirr, whirr, three turns, and the reel was full, then he put another on, and whirr, whirr, whirr, three times round, and the second was full too. And so it went on until the morning, when all the straw was spun, and all the reels were full of gold. www.world-experts.de 70
By daybreak the king was already there, and when he saw the gold he was astonished and delighted, but his heart became only more greedy. He had the miller's daughter taken into another room full of straw, which was much larger, and commanded her to spin that also in one night if she valued her life. The girl knew not how to help herself, and was crying, when the door opened again, and the little man appeared, and said, "What will you give me if I spin that straw into gold for you?" "The ring on my finger," answered the girl. The little man took the ring, again began to turn the wheel, and by morning had spun all the straw into glittering gold. The king rejoiced beyond measure at the sight, but still he had not gold enough, and he had the miller's daughter taken into a still larger room full of straw, and said, "You must spin this, too, in the course of this night, but if you succeed, you shall be my wife." "Even if she be a miller's daughter," thought he, "I could not find a richer wife in the whole world." When the girl was alone the manikin came again for the third time, and said, "What will you give me if I spin the straw for you this time also?" "I have nothing left that I could give," answered the girl. "Then promise me, if you should become queen, to give me your first child." "Who knows whether that will ever happen," thought the miller's daughter, and, not knowing how else to help herself in this strait, she promised the manikin what he wanted, and for that he once more spun the straw into gold. And when the king came in the morning, and found all as he had wished, he took her in marriage, and the pretty miller's daughter became a queen. A year after, she brought a beautiful child into the world, and she never gave a thought to the manikin. But suddenly he came into her room, and said, "Now give me what you promised." The queen was horror-struck, and offered the manikin all the riches of the kingdom if he would leave her the child. But the manikin said, "No, something alive is dearer to me than all the treasures in the world." Then the queen began to lament and cry, so that the manikin pitied her. "I will give you three days, time, said he, if by that time you find out my name, then shall you keep your child." So the queen thought the whole night of all the names that she had ever heard, and she sent a messenger over the country to inquire, far and wide, for any other names that there might be. When the manikin came the next day, she began with Caspar, Melchior, Balthazar, and said all the names she knew, one after another, but to every one the little man said, "That is not my name." On the second day she had inquiries made in the neighborhood as to the names of the people there, and she repeated to the manikin the most uncommon and curious, "Perhaps your name is Shortribs, or Sheepshanks, or Laceleg," but he always answered, "That is not my name." On the third day the messenger came back again, and said, "I have not been able to find a single new name, but as I came to a high mountain at the end of the forest, where the fox and the hare bid each other good night, there I saw a little house, and before the house a fire was burning, and round about the fire quite a ridiculous little man was jumping, he hopped upon one leg, and shouted - 'Today I bake, tomorrow brew, The next I'll have the young queen's child. www.world-experts.de 71
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Böses im Sinn hatte, lief fort und
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The brother got up and took the lit
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There she lay, so beautiful that he
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Tom Thumb There was once a poor pea
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Then Tom Thumb again cried as loudl
Page 19 and 20: "Das tut nichts, Vater, wenn nur di
Page 21 and 22: Überhaupt gefiel ihm das Quartier
Page 23 and 24: "Ah," said the man, "I did catch yo
Page 25 and 26: "Oh, wife, why do you wish to be em
Page 27 and 28: Then she fell into a rage, and her
Page 29 and 30: "Ga man hen, se stait vör der Döh
Page 31 and 32: "Ach, Fru," säd de Mann, "watt wul
Page 33 and 34: She looked round to the side from w
Page 35 and 36: Nun trug es sich einmal zu, daß di
Page 37 and 38: small knife and cut her finger with
Page 39 and 40: Then the wind blew, and blew his li
Page 41 and 42: Die Kammerjungfer sprach aber noch
Page 43 and 44: Und so erzählte Kürdchen weiter,
Page 45 and 46: forwards. And as they had been sitt
Page 47 and 48: "Now, then, Gretel," she cried to t
Page 49 and 50: Als sie mitten in den Wald gekommen
Page 51 and 52: Dann ging sie zur Gretel, rüttelte
Page 53 and 54: He was vexed, and said to the count
Page 55 and 56: "You must be a grinder, as I am, no
Page 57 and 58: "Hört, Hans," sprach da der Metzge
Page 59 and 60: her, and then she killed and boiled
Page 61 and 62: Joringel ging fort und kam endlich
Page 63 and 64: In her anger she clutched Rapunzel'
Page 65 and 66: Die Zauberin merkte auch nichts dav
Page 67 and 68: "But, grandmother, what big eyes yo
Page 69: "Rotkäppchen, das bringt Kuchen un
Page 73 and 74: "Meinen Ring von dem Finger," antwo
Page 75 and 76: He hired murderers, who were to lie
Page 77 and 78: Kräfte der Kräuter, Vögel und St
Page 79 and 80: Then the first looked round and saw
Page 81 and 82: The queen, at home, went in front o
Page 83 and 84: "Spieglein, Spieglein an der Wand,
Page 85 and 86: Die Königin aber, nachdem sie Schn
Page 87 and 88: Schneewittchen streckte den Kopf zu
Page 89 and 90: companies. The little tailor at las
Page 91 and 92: The king was sorry that for the sak
Page 93 and 94: I smote seven at one blow. I killed
Page 95 and 96: Der Riese sprach: "Wenn du ein so t
Page 97 and 98: Der König wollte ihm den verheiße
Page 99 and 100: what he cut out in the evening was
Page 101 and 102: Der Mann sprach "Das bin ich wohl z
Page 103 and 104: At length in her grief she went out
Page 105: Als die sieben Geißlein das sahen,
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