Saturday 7 December 2019

Good Readings: "The Nut-Bough" by Ludwig Bechstein (translated into English)


Once on a time there was a wealthy merchant. His business took him into foreign countries. One day, when he was going away, he said to his three daughters, "My dear children, I should like to bring to each of you a nice present when I come back. Tell me what you would like."
The eldest said, "Dear father, bring me the most beautiful pearl necklace that you can find."
The second said, "I wish for a bright diamond-ring."
But the youngest, throwing herself on her father's neck, said, "For me, dear father, bring a beautiful little green nut-bough."
"Well, dear daughters," said the merchant, "I will take care for you all. Farewell!"
Far away rode the merchant and made great purchases. He did not forget what his daughters had asked for either. He had already packed in his trunk a costly pearl necklace for the eldest daughter, and had found a splendid diamond-ring for his second daughter; but he did not find agreen nut-twig anywhere, even though he took a great deal of trouble to find one.
At last he set off homewards. As he made his way through all the woods along the road, he hoped to find to find a green nut-twig. But soon he got so near his home that he began to fear that, after all, he should not be able to give his youngest daughter the simple gift she wished for.
The last part of his journey was through a gloomy forest. As he was sorrowfully picking his way through the thick brushwood, he knocked his hat against a bough; it rattled like a bunch of beads. He looked up and saw it was a beautiful green branch and that a string of golden nuts was hanging on it - just what his youngest daughter had asked for! He was so delighted that he reached his hand up at once and broke off the bough. At the same minute a wild bear rushed out of the thicket and stood up on his bind legs, growling and menacing as if he would tear the merchant into pieces.
"Why have you broken off my nut-branch?" he roared. "You miserable wretch, I will eat you up!"
Shaking and trembling with terror, the merchant answered, "Dear bear, do not eat me; let me go my way with the nut-bough and I will give you plenty of bacon and honey."
"Keep your bacon and honey for yourself," said the bear. "Promise me whatever or whoever meets you first as you enter your gate and then I will not eat you."
The merchant readily agreed to this; for he thought it would only be his poodle-dog that he would have to sacrifice to save his own life. So after a hearty shake of the paw, the bear walked back into the thicket while the merchant, still breathless from fright, hurried gladly away from the spot.
The golden nut-bough shone brightly on the hat of the merchant as he drew nearer and nearer to his home. With springy steps his youngest daughter bounded towards him. Behind her, at a respectful distance, followed the poodle-dog, and in the doorway stood his two eldest daughters and his wife, waiting to greet him.
The merchant was terrified when he saw his youngest daughter coming first to welcome him. Sadly and sorrowfully he received the embraces and kisses of all and then he told them of his adventure with the nut-bough. All began to weep, but the youngest daughter said in front of them all that she would do as her father had promised.
"Do not despair, my dear daughters," interrupted the mother, "do not trouble yourselves. If the bear should come, dear husband, let us then give him the herdsman's daughter in the place of our youngest child, and then the bear will be content."
The ruse sounded so good to them that it raised the spirits of the sisters, who began now to adorn themselves with their presents.
The youngest always carried her nut-bough with her and soon thought no more of the bear and her father's promise.
But one day a gloomy-looking carriage rattled through the street up to the merchant's door; and the bear stepped out. He walked straight into the house and demanded that the merchant kept his promise. With all possible haste and secrecy the herdsman's daughter was fetched and placed inside the bear's carriage.
They went off directly; and when they had gone a short distance, the bear laid his rough shaggy head in the lap of the girl and grumbled out,

"Tickle me, scratch me
Softly and tenderly,
Or else will I eat you,
Skin, bone and all."

The girl began scratching; but she did not do it right and the bear perceived at once that he was deceived. In his rage he would have devoured the girl on the spot, had she not made a spring and escaped from him among the bushes.
The bear went back at once to the merchant's house and demanded with great threats his promised bride. So after a bitter leave-taking, the fair maiden was had to accompany her ugly bridegroom and sit beside him in the carriage.
When they had gone a short distance, he began to grumble,

   "Tickle me, scratch me
   Softly and tenderly,
   Or else will I eat you,
   Skin, bone and all."

So the maiden tickled him as he desired about his ears; and soon she had the pleasure of seeing his grim looks vanish. By degrees the girl then won his confidence.
Their journey did not last long, for the carriage went on as if a mighty wind blew it. They soon entered a very dark wood; and in the middle of it the carriage stopped before a deep cave - the bear's dwelling.
Oh, how the maiden trembled! But the bear embracing her as gently as he could with his frightful, shaggy paws and said to her, "Stay here, my bride, and be happy, But take care that you behave bravely, or else my wild companions might tear you."
While he was speaking, he led the way through a narrow passage; and presently unlocking an iron door, entered a chamber full of poisonous reptiles, which kept darting about here and there.

   "Look neither to the left or right,
   Or you will be lose your calm,"

growled the bear in her ear. So she walked straight on through the chamber and not a reptile moved - and so on through ten other chambers. The last of them was swarming with the most frightful creatures of all – dragons, snakes, toads, basilisks and winged serpents. In each room the bear growled out,

   "Look neither to the left or right,
   Or you will be lose your calm."

The girl trembled and shook with fear like an aspen-leaf, at every step she took, but she did not look round or behind her; she kept her eyes steadily fixed on the ground.
As soon as they opened the door to the twelfth chamber, a shining ray of light burst forth on them and from within came a sound of sweet harmony and songs of triumph and rejoicing. Then, before the maiden could recover her scattered senses, overcome as she was at first with terror and dread of the noisome reptiles and then dazzled with the brilliancy of the last chamber, there came a fearful clap of thunder as if heaven and earth had clashed together. Then followed a dread silence. But with the thunder the forest, the cave, the poisonous creatures and the bear had all disappeared. In their place stood a great castle, and all around it was ranged a company of well-dressed servants, and the bear had turned into a handsome young man. He was the princely owner of the castle. He pressed the merchant's daughter to his heart and thanked her again and again for having saved him and his servants from their spell.
They married at once. The princess did not forget her nut-bough, though, as it was the key to all her good fortune. It was always in bloom afterwards.
As soon as she was able, she sent word to her parents and sisters of the great good that had come her way, and invited them to come to her. They did, and all lived to a happy, old age, enjoying life in the castle of the bear-prince.

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