Chương Chương 131 · The Lambkin and the Little Fish

. The Lambkin and the Little Fish

There were once a little brother and a little sister, who loved each

other with all their hearts. Their own mother was, however, dead, and

they had a step-mother, who was not kind to them, and secretly did

everything she could to hurt them. It so happened that the two were

playing with other children in a meadow before the house, and there was

a pond in the meadow which came up to one side of the house. The

children ran about it, and caught each other, and played at counting

out.

“Eneke Beneke, let me live,

And I to thee my bird will give.

The little bird, it straw shall seek,

The straw I’ll give to the cow to eat.

The pretty cow shall give me milk,

The milk I’ll to the baker take.

The baker he shall bake a cake,

The cake I’ll give unto the cat.

The cat shall catch some mice for that,

The mice I’ll hang up in the smoke,

And then you’ll see the snow.”

They stood in a circle while they played this, and the one to whom the

word snow fell, had to run away and all the others ran after him and

caught him. As they were running about so merrily the step-mother

watched them from the window, and grew angry. And as she understood

arts of witchcraft she bewitched them both, and changed the little

brother into a fish, and the little sister into a lamb. Then the fish

swam here and there about the pond and was very sad, and the lambkin

walked up and down the meadow, and was miserable, and could not eat or

touch one blade of grass. Thus passed a long time, and then strangers

came as visitors to the castle. The false step-mother thought, “This is

a good opportunity,” and called the cook and said to him, “Go and fetch

the lamb from the meadow and kill it, we have nothing else for the

visitors.” Then the cook went away and got the lamb, and took it into

the kitchen and tied its feet, and all this it bore patiently. When he

had drawn out his knife and was whetting it on the door-step to kill

the lamb, he noticed a little fish swimming backwards and forwards in

the water, in front of the kitchen-sink and looking up at him. This,

however, was the brother, for when the fish saw the cook take the lamb

away, it followed them and swam along the pond to the house; then the

lamb cried down to it,

“Ah, brother, in the pond so deep,

How sad is my poor heart!

Even now the cook he whets his knife

To take away my tender life.”

The little fish answered,

“Ah, little sister, up on high

How sad is my poor heart

While in this pond I lie.”

When the cook heard that the lambkin could speak and said such sad

words to the fish down below, he was terrified and thought this could

be no common lamb, but must be bewitched by the wicked woman in the

house. Then said he, “Be easy, I will not kill thee,” and took another

sheep and made it ready for the guests, and conveyed the lambkin to a

good peasant woman, to whom he related all that he had seen and heard.

The peasant was, however, the very woman who had been foster-mother to

the little sister, and she suspected at once who the lamb was, and went

with it to a wise woman. Then the wise woman pronounced a blessing over

the lambkin and the little fish, by means of which they regained their

human forms, and after this she took them both into a little hut in a

great forest, where they lived alone, but were contented and happy.