There was once an old couple named Peder and Kirsten who had an only son called Hans.From the time he was a little boy he had been told that on his sixteenth birthday he must go out into the world and serve his apprenticeship.So, one fine summer morning, he started off to seek his fortune with nothing but the clothes he wore on his back.
For many hours he trudged on merrily, now and then stopping to drink from some clear spring or to pick some ripe fruit from a tree.The little wild creatures peeped at him from beneath the bushes, and he nodded and smiled, and wished them 'Good-morning.' After he had been walking for some time he met an old white-bearded man who was coming along the footpath.The boy would not step aside, and the man was determined not to do so either, so they ran against one another with a bump.
'It seems to me,' said the old fellow, 'that a boy should give way to an old man.'
'The path is for me as well as for you,' answered young Hans saucily, for he had never been taught politeness.
'Well, that's true enough,' answered the other mildly.'And where are you going?'
'I am going into service,' said Hans.
'Then you can come and serve me,' replied the man.
Well, Hans could do that; but what would his wages be?
'Two pounds a year, and nothing to do but keep some rooms clean,' said the new-comer.
This seemed to Hans to be easy enough; so he agreed to enter the old man's service, and they set out together.On their way they crossed a deep valley and came to a mountain, where the man opened a trapdoor, and bidding Hans follow him, he crept in and began to go down a long flight of steps.When they got to the bottom Hans saw a large number of rooms lit by many lamps and full of beautiful things.While he was looking round the old man said to him:
'Now you know what you have to do.You must keep these rooms clean, and strew sand on the floor every day.Here is a table where you will always find food and drink, and there is your bed.You see there are a great many suits of clothes hanging on the wall, and you may wear any you please; but remember that you are never to open this locked door.
If you do ill will befall you.Farewell, for I am going away again and cannot tell when I may return.
No sooner had the old man disappeared than Hans sat down to a good meal, and after that went to bed and slept until the morning.At first he could not remember what had happened to him, but by-and-by he jumped up and went into all the rooms, which he examined carefully.
'How foolish to bid me to put sand on the floors,' he thought, 'when there is nobody here by myself! I shall do nothing of the sort.' And so he shut the doors quickly, and only cleaned and set in order his own room.And after the first few days he felt that that was unnecessary too, because no one came there to see if the rooms where clean or not.
At last he did no work at all, but just sat and wondered what was behind the locked door, till he determined to go and look for himself.
The key turned easily in the lock.Hans entered, half frightened at what he was doing, and the first thing he beheld was a heap of bones.
That was not very cheerful; and he was just going out again when his eye fell on a shelf of books.Here was a good way of passing the time, he thought, for he was fond of reading, and he took one of the books from the shelf.It was all about magic, and told you how you could change yourself into anything in the world you liked.Could anything be more exciting or more useful? So he put it in his pocket, and ran quickly away out of the mountain by a little door which had been left open.
When he got home his parents asked him what he had been doing and where he had got the fine clothes he wore.
'Oh, I earned them myself,' answered he.
'You never earned them in this short time,' said his father.'Be off with you; I won't keep you here.I will have no thieves in my house!'
'Well I only came to help you,' replied the boy sulkily.'Now I'll be off, as you wish; but to-morrow morning when you rise you will see a great dog at the door.Do not drive it away, but take it to the castle and sell it to the duke, and they will give you ten dollars for it;only you must bring the strap you lead it with, back to the house.'
Sure enough the next day the dog was standing at the door waiting to be let in.The old man was rather afraid of getting into trouble, but his wife urged him to sell the dog as the boy had bidden him, so he took it up to the castle and sold it to the duke for ten dollars.But he did not forget to take off the strap with which he had led the animal, and to carry it home.When he got there old Kirsten met him at the door.
'Well, Peder, and have you sold the dog?' asked she.
'Yes, Kirsten; and I have brought back ten dollars, as the boy told us,' answered Peder.
'Ay! but that's fine!' said his wife.'Now you see what one gets by doing as one is bid; if it had not been for me you would have driven the dog away again, and we should have lost the money.After all, Ialways know what is best.'
'Nonsense!' said her husband; 'women always think they know best.Ishould have sold the dog just the same whatever you had told me.Put the money away in a safe place, and don't talk so much.'
The next day Hans came again; but though everything had turned out as he had foretold, he found that his father was still not quite satisfied.
'Be off with you!' said he, 'you'll get us into trouble.'
'I haven't helped you enough yet,' replied the boy.'To-morrow there will come a great fat cow, as big as the house.Take it to the king's palace and you'll get as much as a thousand dollars for it.Only you must unfasten the halter you lead it with and bring it back, and don't return by the high road, but through the forest.'
The next day, when the couple rose, they saw an enormous head looking in at their bedroom window, and behind it was a cow which was nearly as big as their hut.Kirsten was wild with joy to think of the money the cow would bring them.
'But how are you going to put the rope over her head?' asked she.
