第 二十五 章 · The Seven Ravens

The Seven Ravens

There was once a Man who had seven sons, but never a daughter, however

much he wished for one.

At last, however, he had a daughter.

His joy was great, but the child was small and delicate, and, on

account of its weakness, it was to be christened at home.

The Father sent one of his sons in haste to the spring to fetch some

water; the other six ran with him, and because each of them wanted to

be the first to draw the water, between them the pitcher fell into the

brook.

There they stood and didn't know what to do, and not one of them

ventured to go home.

As they did not come back, their Father became impatient, and said:

'Perhaps the young rascals are playing about, and have forgotten it

altogether.'

He became anxious lest his little girl should die unbaptized, and in

hot vexation, he cried: 'I wish the youngsters would all turn into

Ravens!'

Scarcely were the words uttered, when he heard a whirring in the air

above his head, and, looking upwards, he saw seven coal-black Ravens

flying away.

The parents could not undo the spell, and were very sad about the loss

of their seven sons, but they consoled themselves in some measure with

their dear little daughter, who soon became strong, and every day more

beautiful.

For a long time she was unaware that she had had any brothers, for her

parents took care not to mention it.

However, one day by chance she heard some people saying about her: 'Oh

yes, the girl's pretty enough; but you know she is really to blame for

the misfortune to her seven brothers.'

[Illustration: {The good little Sister cut off her own tiny finger,

fitted it into the lock, and succeeded in opening it.}]

Then she became very sad, and went to her father and mother and asked

if she had ever had any brothers, and what had become of them.

The parents could no longer conceal the secret. They said, however,

that what had happened was by the decree of heaven, and that her birth

was merely the innocent occasion.

But the little girl could not get the matter off her conscience for a

single day, and thought that she was bound to release her brothers

again. She had no peace or quiet until she had secretly set out, and

gone forth into the wide world to trace her brothers, wherever they

might be, and to free them, let it cost what it might.

She took nothing with her but a little ring as a remembrance of her

parents, a loaf of bread against hunger, a pitcher of water against

thirst, and a little chair in case of fatigue. She kept ever going on

and on until she came to the end of the world.

Then she came to the Sun, but it was hot and terrible, it devoured

little children. She ran hastily away to the Moon, but it was too

cold, and, moreover, dismal and dreary. And when the child was looking

at it, it said: 'I smell, I smell man's flesh!'

Then she quickly made off, and came to the Stars, and they were kind

and good, and every one sat on his own special seat.

But the Morning Star stood up, and gave her a little bone, and said:

'Unless you have this bone, you cannot open the glass mountain, and in

the glass mountain are your brothers.'

The girl took the bone, and wrapped it up carefully in a little

kerchief, and went on again until she came to the glass mountain.

The gate was closed, and she meant to get out the little bone. But

when she undid the kerchief it was empty, and she had lost the good

Star's present.

How, now, was she to set to work? She was determined to rescue her

brothers, but had no key to open the glass mountain.

The good little sister took a knife and cut off her own tiny finger,

fitted it into the keyhole, and succeeded in opening the lock.

When she had entered, she met a Dwarf, who said: 'My child, what are

you looking for?'

'I am looking for my brothers, the Seven Ravens,' she answered.

The Dwarf said: 'My masters, the Ravens, are not at home; but if you

like to wait until they come, please to walk in.'

Thereupon the Dwarf brought in the Ravens' supper, on seven little

plates, and in seven little cups, and the little sister ate a crumb or

two from each of the little plates, and took a sip from each of the

little cups, but she let the ring she had brought with her fall into

the last little cup.

All at once a whirring and crying were heard in the air; then the

Dwarf said: 'Now my masters the Ravens are coming home.'

Then they came in, and wanted to eat and drink, and began to look

about for their little plates and cups.

But they said one after another: 'Halloa! who has been eating off my

plate? Who has been drinking out of my cup? There has been some human

mouth here.'

[Illustration: When she entered she met a Dwarf.]

And when the seventh drank to the bottom of his cup, the ring rolled

up against his lips.

He looked at it, and recognised it as a ring belonging to his father

and mother, and said: 'God grant that our sister may be here, and that

we may be delivered.'

[Illustration: {But they said one after another: 'Halloa! who has

been eating off my plate? Who has been drinking out of my cup?'}]

As the maiden was standing behind the door listening, she heard the

wish and came forward, and then all the Ravens got back their human

form again.

And they embraced and kissed one another, and went joyfully home.

[Illustration: The Ravens coming home.]