Little Rosa And Long Led

Once upon a time there was a king and a queen who had an only daughter. She was called _Little Rosa_, and was both friendly and sensible, so that she was loved of all who saw her. But after some time the queen died, and the king took another wife. The new queen also owned a single one daughter, but this one was haughty in disposition and naughty in appearance, so that she was called _Långa Leda_. Both step-sisters now grew up together in the king's court; but wherever one saw them, one noticed a large one separated between them.
The queen and Long Leda were very jealous of Little Rosa, and did her all the wrong they did. But the king's daughter was always gentle and submissive, and willingly performed their duties, however heavy they might be be. At this the queen became even more embittered, and so she became everything meaner and meaner, the more Little Rosa tried to please her everything.
It happened one day that the queen and the two princesses went around and wandered for pleasure in the garden, which lay next to the king's hall. Then they heard how the master of the herb garden spoke to his journeyman, and begged him fetch an axe, which has been forgotten among the trees. When the queen distinguished this, she said that Little Rosa would go after the axe. The Örtagård master laid down on the contrary, and said that such small deeds were bad for one king's daughter; but the queen stood by her word, and so she got advise.
Now when Little Rosa came into the grove, as the queen had ordered, she got she saw where the ax lay; but three white doves had sat down to rest on the ax shaft. Then the king's daughter took bread from her daily meal, it crumbled in his hand, handed it to the little pigeons, and said kindly: »poor ones little pigeons! now let J lof go from here, for I have to carry the axe to my stepmother.» The doves ate from the maiden's hand, willingly went away from the shaft, and Little Rosa took the axe, as she was commanded. But she had not gone far before the pigeons began to talk to each other, and asked what salary they would give the young man who had been so loyal against them. One said: "I grant that she shall be twice as fair." as she already is.” The other said: "I grant that her hair shall be." be transformed into golden hair». "And I," added the third, "give, that every time she smiles a red gold ring will come out of her mouth». Thus spoken, the pigeons flew to their nest; but all went to completion, as they had said. When Little Rosa returned to her stepmother, everyone stayed marveled at her incomparable beauty, at her pale yellow hair, and over the red gold rings that appeared when she smiled. But the queen carefully researched how everything had come about, and from that moment on she bore an even more bitter hatred towards her step-daughter than she had inflicted.
The wicked stepmother now thought day and night only of that, how her own daughter would become as beautiful as Rosa Lilla was. To that end she secretly called the master of the herb garden, and told him how he would do. Then she went with the two princesses to losing herself in the flower garden, as was her custom. When they left passed the herb garden master, who said that he had forgotten his axe among the trees, and asked the journeyman to go and fetch it. Then the queen said that Long Leda would go after the axe. The master of the herb garden, however, laid down, as cheap as it was, and meant that such small matters were not courted by a noble Virgin; but the queen stood by her word, and so she had to rule. Now when Long Leda came into the grove, as the queen had ordered, got she saw where the ax lay; but three fair-white doves had settled down rest on the ax handle. Then the wicked maiden could not hold back his evil mind, but threw stones at the birds, cursed them, and said: »away, J naughty birds! I shall not sit here and soil the ax handle, which I shall grasp with my white hands?' At this address flew the pigeons their nest, and Long Leda took the axe, as she was commanded. But she hadn't gotten far from there, then the pigeons started talking between, and deliberating what wages they should give the wicked maiden for her evil. Then one said: "I give her that she shall be." twice as much suffering as she already is.” The other melted: »I give, that her hair shall become like thorn-rice». "And I," it added third, "gives that a toad shall jump out of her mouth every time she laughing». Thus spoken, the three pigeons flew to their nest; but everything worked the consummation, as they had said. Now when Long Leda returned to her mother, everyone marveled at her hideous appearance, at her hair that resembled a thornbush, and over the toad that came out of her mouth every time she smiled. But the queen was very sad about this great misfortune, and it is said that she and her daughter seldom left behind that day.
The stepmother could no longer bear to see Little Rosa before her eyes, but sought to promote and destroy her. In such intent she sounded secretly call a skipper, who was going to a distant land, and promised him much property if he would take the king's daughter on board, and sink her into the depths of the sea. The skipper was fooled by the gold, as usual causes so much evil in this world, and abducted little Rosa at night, as her stepmother had requested. But when the ship put to sea, and having come far away on the wandering sea, a fierce storm arose, so that the ship perished with cargo and people, except for Lilla Rosa. She was taken of the waves, until she came upon a green island, far in the sea. Here she lingered for some time away, without hearing or seeing any man; her food consisted of wild berries and roots that grew in the forest.
One day, when Little Rosa was wandering about on the lake shore, she found the head and legs of a deer calf, which had been torn apart wild animals. As the meat was now fresh, the king's daughter took the bone rattle and put it on a pole so that the little birds could see it better that, and come to be fed. After that she lay down on the ground, and slept a little closed. But she had not slept long before she was awakened of a lovely song, which was much more beautiful than anyone can properly imagine. Little Rosa listened to the beautiful song, and thought she was dreaming, for she had never sported or sensed anything so lovely. At the hon now looking around, she noticed that the leg rattle, which had been set up for food for the little birds of the sky, was turned into a verdant linden, and the calf's head had become a little nightingale, which sat at the top in the crown of the linden. But every single little linden leaf rang on one rare wise, so that the notes gave a wonderful harmony; and the little one the nightingale sat in it and struck its blows so sweetly that who heard that, certainly would have thought, that he was in heaven.
After that day, it didn't seem so hard for the king's daughter to stay alone on the green island; for when she became sad, she had only to go to the playing linden, and her heart was glad again. Still could she did not quite forget her home, but often sat down by the shore, and looked with great longing out at the sea, whose waves roam free land and country in between.
One day, when Little Rosa was sitting on the lake shore as was her custom, got she saw a fair shell that sailed across the sea. On the ship there were many able-bodied journeymen, and their chief was a son of the king. Now when the ship came under the island, and the ship's men heard the lovely the song that rang out over the water, they thought that this must be one enchanted land, and immediately wanted to put to sea again. But theirs The chief said that they would not leave until he knew what the wonderful song came, and so they let him rule. When now the king's son came ashore, and heard the play of the linden and the song of the nightingale, he remained strangely at ease, and it seemed to him that he had never felt it something so nice and lovely. But even rarer it seemed to him when he arrived, for under the verdant linden sat a maiden, whose whose hair shone like gold, and whose face was as bright as the whitest snow. The king's son greeted the fair maiden, and asked if she prevailed Island. Rosa Lilla hunted here. The king's son asked again if she was one mermaid or an ordinary human. Then she told me what her adventures were had gone through, and how she had been thrown by a storm to the solitary Island; at the same time she told about her family and origin. Then the king's son became happy in the crowd, and could not fully praise the young man's friendliness and beauty. They now conversed with each other for a long time, and their conversation succeeded so that the king's son asked if Little Rosa wanted to follow him home and become his queen, to which she gave her yes and consent. After that they sailed away from the island, and came to the kingdom of the king's son. But Little Rosa took the verdant linden with her, and set it by the king's yard. And the linden-leaves played, and the nightingale sang, so that the whole town had his desire and joy from it.
When Lilla Rosa had been married for some time, she fell into childbirth and gave birth a journeyman child. Then she thought of her old father, and sent him a message about all that had happened to her; but she would not let anyone know, that the queen was to blame for her sorrows. At these newspapers the king was very happy, and with him his men, for they all liked Lilla Pink love. But the queen and Long Leda still bore a great grudge against Rosa were alive, and thus took counsel with each other as to how they should cause the misfortune of the king's daughter.
The false stepmother then straightened up, and said that she wanted to go and say hello to Lilla Rosa. When she arrived, she stayed received at the best of ages; for the king's daughter did not want to remember everything the evil her stepmother had come to ban; but the queen herself stood very friendly, and spoke many beautiful words. One evening said the stepmother of Little Rosa, that she wanted to give her another present memory of their friendship and love. The stepdaughter thought nothing of it betrayed, but thanked for the gift. Then the queen brought out a silk-stitched one serk, which was embroidered with gold in every hem. But the beautiful serk was angrily bewitched, so that when Little Rosa drew it up, she became suddenly transformed into a goose, which flew out through the wind-eye and threw themselves in the sea. But as the king's daughter had fair-yellow hair, so the goose got golden feathers. At the same moment the linden stopped playing, the nightingale fell silent with its song, and the whole royal court was filled with it grief and sorrow. Rosa Lilla's spouse, the young one, mourned most of all the king, and he did not want to be discouraged.
At night, when the moon shone, and the king's fishermen were out at sea whitening their nets, they became a fair goose with golden feathers, who lay rocking on the waves. At this they wondered greatly, and that seemed to them a strange omen. But one night the beautiful goose gathered up to the fisherman's boat, and began to converse with him. The goose greeted, and spurred:
»Good evening, fisherman! How are things at home on the royal estate? --
Is my lind playing?
Does my nightingale sing?
Is my little son crying?
Does my lord ever rejoice?”
When the fisherman heard this and recognized the queen's voice, he became strangely at ease, and answered:
At home on the royal estate, things are looking bad: --
Your Linden is not playing.
Your nightingale does not sing.
Your son cries day and night.
Your master never ever makes himself happy.'
Then the fair goose sighed, and seemed to be very distressed. She said:
»Poor me!
which now sails on blue waves,
and can never again be what I have been. --
Good night, fisherman! -- I will come here twice more, and then never more."
At the same moment the bird disappeared; but the fisherman went home and told it the young king, his master, what he had heard and sensed.
The king now gave orders that the golden goose should be caught, and promised the fishermen a great reward if they could fulfill his mission. Then the men prepared their snares and other gear, and set out on the lake to whiten their nets. When the moon had risen, the beautiful golden goose came again swimming over the waves to their boat. She greeted, and said:
»Good evening, fisherman! how are things at home at the royal estate? --
Is my lind playing?
Does my nightingale sing?
Is my little son crying?
Does my lord ever rejoice?”
The fisherman answered as last time:
Things are bad at home on the royal estate. --
Your Linden is not playing.
Your nightingale does not sing.
Your son cries day and night.
Your master never ever makes himself happy.'
Then the beautiful goose became very sad, and what:
»Poor me!
which now sails on blue waves,
and can never again be what I have been. --
Good night, fisherman! -- I will come here once more, and then never again.»
At these words the bird wanted to draw its nest again; but the fishing grounds were ready, and hastily threw his snares over it. Then the goose started to flap his wings, and cried sadly: »Let go soon, or hold Good! Release soon, or hold tight!» In the same she shifted her port, and became snakes, dragons and other cruel animals. When the fish arena noticed this, they feared for their lives, and let go the snares, so that the bird came away. But when the king heard the outcome of their journey, he became ill at ease, and said that they should not be frightened away by a delusion of vision. He then had new and stronger snares prepared, to catch the golden one the goose, and forbade the fishermen under penalty of life to let her escape, when she would next appear.
On the third night, after the moon had risen, the king's fishermen rowed out again at sea to whiten their nets. They bid for a long time, but no golden goose showed. At last she came sailing over the waves again, and swam away to their boat. The bird greeted as added:
»Good evening, fisherman! how are things at home at the royal estate? --
Is my lind playing?
Does my nightingale sing?
Is my little son crying?
Does my lord ever rejoice?”
The fisherman retorted:
Things are bad at home on the royal estate. --
Your Linden is not playing.
Your nightingale does not sing.
Your little son cries day and night.
Your master never ever makes himself happy.'
Then the fair goose sighed, and seemed very sad. She said:
»Poor me!
which now sails on blue waves,
and can never again be what I have been. --
Good night, fisherman! -- Now I will never come here again.»
The goose wanted to pull away, but the fishermen threw their snares, and held her firmly. Then the bird became very anxious, beat its wings hard, and shouted: »let go soon, or hold fast! release soon, or hold well!” She then changed her port, and became snakes, dragons and others dangerous animals. But the fishermen were afraid of the king's wrath, and remained faithful caught in the noose. They now succeeded in catching the golden goose, and brought her home to the royal court, where they carefully guarded that she did not go escape. But the bird was silent and quiet, and would not speak, and so on the king's grief became even greater than it had been before.
It happened some time after that, that an old woman of strange appearance came walking to the royal court, and was asked to speak to the king. The guard replied, as was commanded, that the king brings grief and sorrow didn't want to talk to anyone, but the woman was very insistent, and so on she was admitted. When she now came before the king, he spurred on her case. The woman answered: »Lord, king! I am told that your queen has been turned into a golden goose, and that you are grieving both night and day over this great calamity. Now I have come here, because to break the spell and give you your spouse again, if you promise otherwise agree to a condition that I want to present.» When the king heard this speech, he became very happy, and asked what was the woman's request. Then the lady spoke up: »I have my home in the brink, which lies on the other side of the black river. Now I beg you to let me lay a stone wall around the mountain, so that your cattle do not come there and worries me, when it is released to pasture.» This seemed to the king to be a ring prayer, and he promised gladly to comply with it, although he very much doubted that the woman could keep her word, as she had promised.
The woman now began to elaborately recount everything that had happened Little Rosa by her wicked stepmother. But the king found it hard to believe this speech, for he could not think that the old queen was like that false at heart. Then the woman was asked to see the beautiful silk scarf, which Little Rosa had been given as a gift by her stepmother. The king had it fetched serken, and so they went together to the room where the golden goose was kept trapped. When they had now arrived, the sorceress went over to it the beautiful goose, and pulled the cloth over her. Then the spell was lifted, Little Rosa regained her proper guise, and instead of a golden goose, stood there a fair woman with golden-yellow hair, as if adding. But at the same time the linden began to play again, and the nightingale sang in its top, so that was a desire and joy there. Now there was joy over the whole royal court; but the king understood that the old woman had spoken the truth, and kept it true to his promise as he had promised.
Little Rosa and her spouse then got ready to go away to the king who was Rosa's father. When they arrived, the old man became the king was so happy that he became like a young man again, and was happy with him all his kingdom; for all had heard with sorrow what misfortune had done met the king's daughter. But there was one that was not happy, and that was the queen, for she could well perceive that her falsehood was discovered and her time out. When now the old king perceived what betrayal and injustice his daughter suffered from her wicked stepmother, he became very angry, and sentenced the queen to death. But Little Rosa prayed for her stepmother's life, and so the king let her rule, and put his consort in the prison-tower for all her time. The queen's daughter, Långa Leda, got to enjoy the same right like his mother. But the young king and Little Rosa returned to theirs own kingdom. -- And there the linden plays, there the nightingale sings; there is crying the prince neither night nor day; the king is always happy there.