THE GOLDEN LADS

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A poor man and his wife lived in a little cottage, where they supported
themselves by catching fish in the nearest river, and got on as best they
could, living from hand to mouth. One day it happened that when the
fisherman drew in his net he found in it a remarkable fish, for it was
entirely of gold. As he was inspecting it with some surprise, the fish
opened its mouth and said: ‘Listen to me, fisher; if you will just throw
me back into the water I’ll turn your poor little cottage into a splendid
castle.’

The fisher replied: ‘What good, pray, will a castle be to me if I have
nothing to eat in it?’

‘Oh,’ said the gold fish, ‘I’ll take care of that. There will be a
cupboard in the castle, in which you will find dishes of every kind of
food you can wish for most.’

‘If that’s the case,’ said the man, ‘I’ve no objection to oblige you.’

‘Yes,’ observed the fish, ‘but there is one condition attached to my
offer, and that is that you are not to reveal to a soul where your good
fortune comes from. If you say a word about it, it will all vanish.’

The man threw the fish back into the water, and went home. But on the spot
where his cottage used to stand he found a spacious castle. He opened his
eyes wide, went in and found his wife dressed out in smart clothes,
sitting in a splendidly furnished drawing-room. She was in high spirits,
and cried out: ‘Oh husband! how can this all have happened? I am so
pleased!’

‘Yes,’ said her husband, ‘so am I pleased; but I’m uncommonly hungry, and
I want something to eat at once.’

Said his wife, ‘I’ve got nothing, and I don’t know where anything is in
this new house.’

‘Never mind,’ replied the man. ‘I see a big cupboard there. Suppose you
unlock it.’

When the cupboard was opened they found meat, cakes, fruit, and wine, all
spread out in the most tempting fashions. The wife clapped her hands with
joy, and cried: ‘Dear heart! what more can one wish for?’ and they sat
down and ate and drank.

When they had finished the wife asked, ‘But husband, where do all these
riches come from?’

‘Ah!’ said he, ‘don’t ask me. I dare not tell you. If I reveal the secret
to anyone, it will be all up with us.’

‘Very well,’ she replied, ‘if I’m not to be told, of course I don’t want
to know anything about it.’

But she was not really in earnest, for her curiosity never left her a
moment’s peace by day or night, and she teazed and worried her husband to
such a pitch, that at length he quite lost patience and blurted out that
it all came from a wonderful golden fish which he had caught and set free
again. Hardly were the words well out of his mouth, when castle, cupboard,
and all vanished, and there they were sitting in their poor little fishing
hut once more.

The man had to betake himself to his former trade, and set to fishing
again. As luck would have it, he caught the golden fish a second time.

‘Now listen,’ said the fish, ‘if you’ll throw me back into the water, I’ll
give you back the castle and the cupboard with all its good things; but
now take care, and don’t for your life betray where you got them, or
you’ll just lose them again.’

‘I’ll be very careful,’ promised the fisher, and threw the fish back into
the water. When he went home he found all their former splendour restored,
and his wife overjoyed at their good fortune. But her curiosity still
continued to torment her, and after restraining it with a great effort for
a couple of days, she began questioning her husband again, as to what had
happened, and how he had managed.

The man kept silence for some time, but at last she irritated him so much
that he burst out with the secret, and in one moment the castle was gone,
and they sat once more in their wretched old hut.

‘There!’ exclaimed the man, ‘you would have it—now we may
just go on short commons.’

‘Ah!’ said his wife, ‘after all I’d rather not have all the riches in the
world if I can’t know where they come from—I shall not have a
moment’s peace.’

The man took to his fishing again, and one day fate brought the gold fish
into his net for the third time. ‘Well,’ said the fish, ‘I see that I am
evidently destined to fall into your hands. Now take me home, and cut me
into six pieces. Give two bits to your wife to eat, two to your horse, and
plant the remaining two in your garden, and they will bring you a
blessing.’

The man carried the fish home, and did exactly as he had been told. After
a time, it came to pass that from the two pieces he had planted in the
garden two golden lilies grew up, and that his horse had two golden foals,
whilst his wife gave birth to twin boys who were all golden.

The children grew up both tall and handsome, and the foals and the lilies
grew with them.

One day the children came to their father and said, ‘Father, we want to
mount on golden steeds, and ride forth to see the world.’

Their father answered sadly, ‘How can I bear it if, when you are far away,
I know nothing about you?’ and they said, ‘The golden lilies will tell you
all about us if you look at them. If they seem to droop, you will know we
are ill, and if they fall down and fade away, it will be a sign we are
dead.’

So off they rode, and came to an inn where were a number of people who, as
soon as they saw the two golden lads, began to laugh and jeer at them.
When one of them heard this, his heart failed him, and he thought he would
go no further into the world, so he turned back and rode home to his
father, but his brother rode on till he reached the outskirts of a huge
forest. Here he was told, ‘It will never do for you to ride through the
forest, it is full of robbers, and you’re sure to come to grief,
especially when they see that you and your horse are golden. They will
certainly fall on you and kill you.’ However, he was not to be
intimidated, but said, ‘I must and will ride on.’

So he procured some bears’ skins, and covered himself and his horse with
them, so that not a particle of gold could be seen, and then rode bravely
on into the heart of the forest.

When he had got some way he heard a rustling through the bushes and
presently a sound of voices. Someone whispered on one side of him: ‘There
goes someone,’ and was answered from the other side: ‘Oh, let him pass.
He’s only a bear-keeper, and as poor as any church mouse.’ So golden lad
rode through the forest and no harm befell him.

One day he came to a village, where he saw a girl who struck him as being
the loveliest creature in the whole world, and as he felt a great love for
her, he went up to her and said: ‘I love you with all my heart; will you
be my wife?’ And the girl liked him so much that she put her hand in his
and replied: ‘Yes, I will be your wife, and will be true to you as long as
I live.’

So they were married, and in the middle of all the festivities and
rejoicings the bride’s father came home and was not a little surprised at
finding his daughter celebrating her wedding. He enquired: ‘And who is the
bridegroom?’

Then someone pointed out to him the golden lad, who was still wrapped up
in the bear’s skin, and the father exclaimed angrily: ‘Never shall a mere
bear-keeper have my daughter,’ and tried to rush at him and kill him. But
the bride did all she could to pacify him, and begged hard, saying: ‘After
all he is my husband, and I love him with all my heart,’ so that at length
he gave in.

However, he could not dismiss the thought from his mind, and next morning
he rose very early, for he felt he must go and look at his daughter’s
husband and see whether he really was nothing better than a mere ragged
beggar. So he went to his son-in-law’s room, and who should he see lying
in the bed but a splendid golden man, and the rough bearskin thrown on the
ground close by. Then he slipped quietly away, and thought to himself,
‘How lucky that I managed to control my rage! I should certainly have
committed a great crime.’

Meantime the golden lad dreamt that he was out hunting and was giving
chase to a noble stag, and when he woke he said to his bride: ‘I must go
off and hunt.’ She felt very anxious, and begged he would stay at home,
adding: ‘Some mishap might so easily befall you,’ but he answered, ‘I must
and will go.’

So he went off into the forest, and before long a fine stag, such as he
had seen in his dream, stopped just in front of him. He took aim, and was
about to fire when the stag bounded away. Then he started off in pursuit,
making his way through bushes and briars, and never stopped all day; but
in the evening the stag entirely disappeared, and when golden lad came to
look about him he found himself just opposite a hut in which lived a
witch. He knocked at the door, which was opened by a little old woman who
asked, ‘What do you want at this late hour in the midst of this great
forest?’

He said, ‘Haven’t you seen a stag about here?’

‘Yes,’ said she, ‘I know the stag well,’ and as she spoke a little dog ran
out of the house and began barking and snapping at the stranger.

‘Be quiet, you little toad,’ he cried, ‘or I’ll shoot you dead.’

Then the witch flew into a great rage, and screamed out, ‘What! you’ll
kill my dog, will you?’ and the next moment he was turned to stone and lay
there immovable, whilst his bride waited for him in vain and thought to
herself, ‘Alas! no doubt the evil I feared, and which has made my heart so
heavy, has befallen him.’

Meantime, the other brother was standing near the golden lilies at home,
when suddenly one of them bent over and fell to the ground. ‘Good
heavens!’ cried he, ‘some great misfortune has befallen my brother. I must
set off at once; perhaps I may still be in time to save him.’

His father entreated him, ‘Stay at home. If I should lose you too, what
would become of me?’

But his son replied, ‘I must and will go.’

Then he mounted his golden horse, and rode off till he reached the forest
where his brother lay transformed to stone. The old witch came out of her
house and called to him, for she would gladly have cast her spells on him
too, but he took care not to go near her, and called out: ‘Restore my
brother to life at once, or I’ll shoot you down on the spot.’

Reluctantly she touched the stone with her finger, and in a moment it
resumed its human shape. The two golden lads fell into each other’s arms
and kissed each other with joy, and then rode off together to the edge of
the forest, where they parted, one to return to his old father, and the
other to his bride.

When the former got home his father said, ‘I knew you had delivered your
brother, for all of a sudden the golden lily reared itself up and burst
into blossom.’

Then they all lived happily to their lives’ ends, and all things went well
with them.

Grimm.