Hansel And Grethel

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 Hansel And Grethel
      Hard by a great forest dwelt a poor wood-cutter with his wife and his
 two children. The boy was called Hansel and the girl Grethel. He had little to
 bite and to break, and once when great scarcity fell on the land, he could no
 longer procure daily bread. Now when he thought over this by night in his bed,
 and tossed about in his anxiety, he groaned and said to his wife, "What is to
 become of us? How are we to feed our poor children, when we no longer have
 anything even for ourselves?" "I'll tell you what, husband," answered the
 woman, "early to-morrow morning we will take the children out into the
 forest to where it is the thickest, there we will light a fire for them, and
 give each of them one piece of bread more, and then we will go to our work and
 leave them alone. They will not find the way home again, and we shall be rid
 of them." "No, wife," said the man, "I will not do that; how can I bear to
 leave my children alone in the forest? - the wild animals would soon come and
 tear them to pieces." "O, thou fool!" said she, "then we must all four die of
 hunger, thou mayest as well plane the planks for our coffins," and she left
 him no peace until he consented. "But I feel very sorry for the poor children,
 all the same," said the man.
      The two children had also not been able to sleep for hunger, and had
 heard what their step-mother had said to their father. Grethel wept bitter
 tears, and said to Hansel, "Now all is over with us." "Be quiet, Grethel,"
 said Hansel, "do not distress thyself, I will soon find a way to help us." And
 when the old folks had fallen asleep, he got up, put on his little coat,
 opened the door below, and crept outside. The moon shone brightly, and the
 white pebbles which lay in front of the house glittered like real silver
 pennies. Hansel stooped and put as many of them in the little pocket of his
 coat as he could possibly get in. Then he went back and said to Grethel, "Be
 comforted, dear little sister, and sleep in peace, God will not forsake us,"
 and he lay down again in his bed. When day dawned, but before the sun had
 risen, the woman came and awoke the two children, saying, "Get up, you
 sluggards! we are going into the forest to fetch wood." She gave each a little
 piece of bread, and said, "There is something for your dinner, but do not eat
 it up before then, for you will get nothing else." Grethel took the bread
 under her apron, as Hansel had the stones in his pocket. Then they all set out
 together on the way to the forest. When they had walked a short time, Hansel
 stood still and peeped back at the house, and did so again and again. His
 father said, "Hansel, what art thou looking at there and staying behind for?
 Mind what thou art about, and do not forget how to use thy legs." "Ah,
 father," said Hansel, "I am looking at my little white cat, which is sitting
 up on the roof, and wants to say good-bye to me." The wife said, "Fool, that
 is not thy little cat, that is the morning sun which is shining on the
 chimneys." Hansel, however, had not been looking back at the cat, but had been
 constantly throwing one of the white pebble-stones out of his pocket on the
      When they had reached the middle of the forest, the father said, "Now,
 children, pile up some wood, and I will light a fire that you may not be
 cold." Hansel and Grethel gathered brushwood together, as high as a little
 hill. The brushwood was lighted, and when the flames were burning very high
 the woman said, "Now, children, lay yourselves down by the fire and rest, we
 will go into the forest and cut some wood. When we have done, we will come
 back and fetch you away."
      Hansel and Grethel sat by the fire, and when noon came, each ate a little
 piece of bread, and as they heard the strokes of the woodaxe they believed
 that their father was near. It was, however, not the axe, it was a branch
 which he had fastened to a withered tree which the wind was blowing backwards
 and forwards. And as they had been sitting such a long time, their eyes shut
 with fatigue, and they fell fast asleep. When at last they awoke, it was
 already dark night. Grethel began to cry and said, "How are we to get out of
 the forest now?" But Hansel comforted her and said, "Just wait a little, until
 the moon has risen, and then we will soon find the way." And when the full
 moon had risen, Hansel took his little sister by the hand, and followed the
 pebbles which shone like newlycoined silver pieces, and showed them the way.
      They walked the whole night long, and by break of day came once more to
 their father's house. They knocked at the door, and when the woman opened it
 and saw that it was Hansel and Grethel, she said, "You naughty children, why
 have you slept so long in the forest? - we thought you were never coming back
 at all!" The father, however, rejoiced, for it had cut him to the heart to
 leave them behind alone.
      Not long afterwards, there was once more great scarcity in all parts, and
 the children heard their mother saying at night to their father, "Everything
 is eaten again, we have one half loaf left, and after that there is an end.
 The children must go, we will take them farther into the wood, so that they
 will not find their way out again; there is no other means of saving
 ourselves!" The man's heart was heavy, and he thought "it would be better for
 thee to share the last mouthful with thy children." The woman, however, would
 listen to nothing that he had to say, but scolded and reproached him. He who
 says A must say B, likewise, and as he had yielded the first time, he had to
 do so second time also.
      The children were, however, still awake and had heard the conversation.
 When the old folks were asleep, Hansel again got up, and wanted to go out and
 pick up pebbles, but the woman had locked the door, and Hansel could not get
 out. Nevertheless he comforted his little sister, and said, "Do not cry,
 Grethel, go to sleep quietly, the good God will help us."
      Early in the morning came the woman, and took the children out of their
 beds. Their bit of bread was given to them, but it was still smaller than the
 time before. On the way into the forest Hansel crumbled his in his pocket, and
 often stood still and threw a morsel on the ground. "Hansel, why dost thou
 stop and look around?" said the father, "go on." "I am looking back at my
 little pigeon which is sitting on the roof, and wants to say good-bye to
 me," answered Hansel. "Simpleton!" said the woman, "that is not thy little
 pigeon, that is the morning sun that is shining on the chimney." Hansel,
 however, little by little, threw all the crumbs on the path.
      The woman led the children still deeper into the forest, where they had
 never in their lives been before. Then a great fire was again made, and the
 mother said, "Just sit there, you children, and when you are tired you may
 sleep a little; we are going into the forest to cut wood, and in the evening
 when we are done, we will come and fetch you away." When it was noon, Grethel
 shared her piece of bread with Hansel, who had scattered his by the way. Then
 they fell asleep and evening came and went, but no one came to the poor
 children. They did not awake until it was dark night, and Hansel comforted his
 little sister and said, "Just wait, Grethel, until the moon rises, and then we
 shall see the crumbs of bread which I have strewn about, they will show us our
 way home again." When the moon came they set out, but they found no crumbs,
 for the many thousands of birds which fly about in the woods and fields had
 picked them all up. Hansel said to Grethel, "We shall soon find the way," but
 they did not find it. They walked the whole night and all the next day too
 from morning till evening, but they did not get out of the forest, and were
 very hungry, for they had nothing to eat but two or three berries, which grew
 on the ground. And as they were so weary that their legs would carry them no
 longer, they lay down beneath a tree and fell asleep.
      It was now three mornings since they had left their father's house. They
 began to walk again, but they always got deeper into the forest, and if help
 did not come soon, they must die of hunger and weariness. When it was mid -
 day, they saw a beautiful snow-white bird sitting on a bough, which sang so
 delightfully that they stood still and listened to it. And when it had
 finished its song, it spread its wings and flew away before them, and they
 followed it until they reached a little house, on the roof of which it
 alighted; and when they came quite up to the little house they saw that it was
 built of bread and covered with cakes, but that the windows were of clear
 sugar. "We will set to work on that," said Hansel, "and have a good meal. I
 will eat a bit of the roof, and thou, Grethel, canst eat some of the window,
 it will taste sweet." Hansel reached up above, and broke off a little of the
 roof to try how it tasted, and Grethel leant against the window and nibbled at
 the panes. Then a soft voice cried from the room,
 "Nibble, nibble, gnaw,
 Who is nibbling at my little house?"
 The children answered,
 "The wind, the wind,
 the heaven-born wind,"
 and went on eating without disturbing themselves. Hansel, who thought the roof
 tasted very nice, tore down a great piece of it, and Grethel pushed out the
 whole of one round window-pane, sat down, and enjoyed herself with it.
 Suddenly the door opened, and a very, very old woman, who supported herself on
 crutches, came creeping out. Hansel and Grethel were so terribly frightened
 that they let fall what they had in their hands. The old woman, however,
 nodded her head, and said, "Oh, you dear children, who has brought you here?
 Do come in, and stay with me. No harm shall happen to you." She took them both
 by the hand, and led them into her little house. Then good food was set before
 them, milk and pancakes, with sugar, apples, and nuts. Afterwards two pretty
 little beds were covered with clean white linen, and Hansel and Grethel lay
 down in them, and thought they were in heaven.
      The old woman had only pretended to be so kind; she was in reality a
 wicked witch, who lay in wait for children, and had only built the little
 bread house in order to entice them there. When a child fell into her power,
 she killed it, cooked and ate it, and that was a feast day with her. Witches
 have red eyes, and cannot see far, but they have a keen scent like the beasts,
 and are aware when human beings draw near. When Hansel and Grethel came into
 her neighbourhood, she laughed maliciously, and said mockingly, "I have them,
 they shall not escape me again!" Early in the morning before the children were
 awake, she was already up, and when she saw both of them sleeping and looking
 so pretty, with their plump red cheeks, she muttered to herself, "That will be
 a dainty mouthful!" Then she seized Hansel with her shrivelled hand, carried
 him into a little stable, and shut him in with a grated door. He might scream
 as he liked, that was of no use. Then she went to Grethel, shook her till she
 awoke, and cried, "Get up, lazy thing, fetch some water, and cook something
 good for thy brother, he is in the stable outside, and is to be made fat. When
 he is fat, I will eat him." Grethel began to weep bitterly, but it was all in
 vain, she was forced to do what the wicked witch ordered her.
      And now the best food was cooked for poor Hansel, but Grethel got nothing
 but crab-shells. Every morning the woman crept to the little stable, and
 cried, "Hansel, stretch out thy finger that I may feel if thou wilt soon be
 fat." Hansel, however, stretched out a little bone to her, and the old woman,
 who had dim eyes, could not see it, and thought it was Hansel's finger, and
 was astonished that there was no way of fattening him. When four weeks had
 gone by, and Hansel still continued thin, she was seized with impatience and
 would not wait any longer, "Hola, Grethel," she cried to the girl, "be active,
 and bring some water. Let Hansel be fat or lean, tomorrow I will kill him, and
 cook him." Ah, how the poor little sister did lament when she had to fetch the
 water, and how her tears did flow down over her cheeks! "Dear God, do help
 us," she cried. "If the wild beasts in the forest had but devoured us, we
 should at any rate have died together." "Just keep thy noise to thyself," said
 the old woman, "all that won't help thee at all."
      Early in the morning, Grethel had to go out and hang up the cauldron with
 the water, and light the fire. "We will bake first," said the old woman, "I
 have already heated the oven, and kneaded the dough." She pushed poor Grethel
 out to the oven, from which flames of fire were already darting. "Creep in,"
 said the witch, "and see if it is properly heated, so that we can shut the
 bread in." And when once Grethel was inside, she intended to shut the oven and
 let her bake in it, and then she would eat her, too. But Grethel saw what she
 had in her mind, and said, "I do not know how I am to do it; how do you get
 in?" "Silly goose," said the old woman. "The door is big enough; just look, I
 can get in myself!" and she crept up and thrust her head into the oven. Then
 Grethel gave her a push that drove her far into it, and shut the iron door,
 and fastened the bolt. Oh! then she began to howl quite horribly, but Grethel
 ran away, and the godless witch was miserably burnt to death.
      Grethel, however, ran as quick as lightning to Hansel, opened his little
 stable, and cried, "Hansel, we are saved! The old witch is dead!" Then Hansel
 sprang out like a bird from its cage when the door is opened for it. How they
 did rejoice and embrace each other, and dance about and kiss each other! And
 as they had no longer any need to fear her, they went into the witch's house,
 and in every corner there stood chests full of pearls and jewels. "These are
 far better than pebbles!" said Hansel, and thrust into his pockets whatever
 could be got in, and Grethel said, "I, too, will take something home with me,"
 and filled her pinafore full. "But now we will go away," said Hansel, "that we
 may get out of the witch's forest."
      When they had walked for two hours, they come to a great piece of water.
 "We cannot get over," said Hansel, "I see no foot-plank, and no bridge."
 "And no boat crosses either," answered Grethel, "but a white duck is swimming
 there; if I ask her, she will help us over." Then she cried,
 "Little duck, little duck, dost thou see,
 Hansel and Grethel are waiting for thee?
 There's never a plank, or bridge in sight,
 Take us across on thy back so white."
      The duck came to them, and Hansel seated himself on its back, and told
 his sister to sit by him. "No," replied Grethel, "that will be too heavy for
 the little duck; she shall take us across, one after the other." The good
 little duck did so, and when they were once safely across and had walked for a
 short time, the forest seemed to be more and more familiar to them, and at
 length they saw from afar their father's house. Then they began to run, rushed
 into the parlour, and threw themselves into their father's arms. The man had
 not known one happy hour since he had left the children in the forest; the
 woman, however, was dead. Grethel emptied her pinafore until pearls and
 precious stones ran about the room, and Hansel threw one handful after another
 out of his pocket to add to them. Then all anxiety was at an end, and they
 lived together in perfect happiness. My tale is done, there runs a mouse,
 whosoever catches it, may make himself a big fur cap out of it.