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you this time.' Asked he. 'I have been playing at nine-pins, he
answered, 'and have lost a couple of farthings.' 'Have you not
shuddered then.' 'What.' Said he, 'I have had a wonderful time. If
I did but know what it was to shudder.' The third night he sat down
again on his bench and said quite sadly 'if I could but shudder.'
When it grew late, six tall men came in and brought a coffin. Then
said he 'ha, ha, that is certainly my little cousin, who died only a
few days ago, and he beckoned with his finger, and cried 'come,
little cousin, come.' They placed the coffin on the ground, but he
went to it and took the lid off, and a dead man lay therein. He felt
his face, but it was cold as ice. 'Wait, said he, 'I will warm you
a little, and went to the fire and warmed his hand and laid it on the
dead man's face, but he remained cold. Then he took him out, and sat
down by the fire and laid him on his breast and rubbed his arms that
the blood might circulate again. As this also did no good, he
thought to himself 'when two people lie in bed together, they warm
each other, and carried him to the bed, covered him over and lay down
by him. After a short time the dead man became warm too, and began
to move. Then said the youth, 'see, little cousin, have I not warmed
you.' The dead man, however, got up and cried 'now will I strangle
you.' 'What.' Said he, 'is that the way you thank me. You shall at
once go into your coffin again, and he took him up, threw him into
it, and shut the lid. Then came the six men and carried him away
again. 'I cannot manage to shudder, said he. 'I shall never learn
it here as long as I live.' Then a man entered who was taller than
all others, and looked terrible. He was old, however, and had a long
white beard. 'You wretch, cried he, 'you shall soon learn what it
is to shudder, for you shall die.' 'Not so fast, replied the youth.
'If I am to die, I shall have to have a say in it.' 'I will soon
seize you, said the fiend. 'Softly, softly, do not talk so big. I
am as strong as you are, and perhaps even stronger.' 'We shall see,
said the old man. 'If you are stronger, I will let you go - come, we
will try.' Then he led him by dark passages to a smith's forge, took
an axe, and with one blow struck an anvil into the ground. 'I can do
better than that, said the youth, and went to the other anvil. The
old man placed himself near and wanted to look on, and his white
beard hung down. Then the youth seized the axe, split the anvil with
one blow, and in it caught the old man's beard. 'Now I have you,
said the youth. 'Now it is your turn to die.' Then he seized an iron
bar and beat the old man till he moaned and entreated him to stop,
when he would give him great riches. The youth drew out the axe and
let him go. The old man led him back into the castle, and in a
cellar showed him three chests full of gold. 'Of these, said he,
'one part is for the poor, the other for the king, the third yours.'
In the meantime it struck twelve, and the spirit disappeared, so that
the youth stood in darkness. 'I shall still be able to find my way
out, said he and felt about, found the way into the room, and slept
there by his fire. Next morning the king came and said 'now you must
have learnt what shuddering is.' 'No, he answered 'what can it be.
My dead cousin was here, and a bearded man came and showed me a great
deal of money down below, but no one told me what it was to shudder.'
'Then, said the king, 'you have saved the castle, and shall marry my
daughter.' 'That is all very well, said he, 'but still I do not know
what it is to shudder.' Then the gold was brought up and the wedding
celebrated, but howsoever much the young king loved his wife, and
however happy he was, he still said always 'if I could but shudder -
if I could but shudder.' And this at last angered her. Her
waiting-maid said 'I will find a cure for him, he shall soon learn
what it is to shudder. She went out to the stream which flowed
through the garden, and had a whole bucketful of gudgeons brought to
her.

At night when the young king was sleeping, his wife was to draw the
clothes off him and empty the bucketful of cold water with the
gudgeons in it over him, so that the little fishes would sprawl about
him. Then he woke up and cried 'oh, what makes me shudder so. - What
makes me shudder so, dear wife. Ah. Now I know what it is to
shudder.'

There was once upon a time an old goat who had seven little kids, and
loved them with all the love of a mother for her children. One day
she wanted to go into the forest and fetch some food. So she called
all seven to her and said, dear children, I have to go into the
forest, be on your guard against the wolf, if he comes in, he will
devour you all - skin, hair, and everything. The wretch often
disguises himself, but you will know him at once by his rough voice
and his black feet. The kids said, dear mother, we will take good
care of ourselves, you may go away without any anxiety. Then the old
one bleated, and went on her way with an easy mind.

It was not long before some one knocked at the house-door and called,
open the door, dear children, your mother is here, and has brought
something back with her for each of you. But the little kids knew
that it was the wolf, by the rough voice. We will not open the door,
cried they, you are not our mother. She has a soft, pleasant voice,
but your voice is rough, you are the wolf. Then the wolf went away
to a shopkeeper and bought himself a great lump of chalk, ate this
and made his voice soft with it. The he came back, knocked at the
door of the house, and called, open the door, dear children, your
mother is here and has brought something back with her for each of
you. But the wolf had laid his black paws against the window, and
the children saw them and cried, we will not open the door, our
mother has not black feet like you, you are the wolf. Then the wolf
ran to a baker and said, I have hurt my feet, rub some dough over
them for me. And when the baker had rubbed his feet over, he ran to
the miller and said, strew some white meal over my feet for me. The
miller thought to himself, the wolf wants to deceive someone, and
refused, but the wolf said, if you will not do it, I will devour you.
Then the miller was afraid, and made his paws white for him. Truly,
this the way of mankind.

you this time.' Asked he. 'I have been playing at nine-pins, he

answered, 'and have lost a couple of farthings.' 'Have you not

shuddered then.' 'What.' Said he, 'I have had a wonderful time. If

I did but know what it was to shudder.' The third night he sat down

again on his bench and said quite sadly 'if I could but shudder.'

When it grew late, six tall men came in and brought a coffin. Then

said he 'ha, ha, that is certainly my little cousin, who died only a

few days ago, and he beckoned with his finger, and cried 'come,

little cousin, come.' They placed the coffin on the ground, but he

went to it and took the lid off, and a dead man lay therein. He felt

his face, but it was cold as ice. 'Wait, said he, 'I will warm you

a little, and went to the fire and warmed his hand and laid it on the

dead man's face, but he remained cold. Then he took him out, and sat

down by the fire and laid him on his breast and rubbed his arms that

the blood might circulate again. As this also did no good, he

thought to himself 'when two people lie in bed together, they warm

each other, and carried him to the bed, covered him over and lay down

by him. After a short time the dead man became warm too, and began

to move. Then said the youth, 'see, little cousin, have I not warmed

you.' The dead man, however, got up and cried 'now will I strangle

you.' 'What.' Said he, 'is that the way you thank me. You shall at

once go into your coffin again, and he took him up, threw him into

it, and shut the lid. Then came the six men and carried him away

again. 'I cannot manage to shudder, said he. 'I shall never learn

it here as long as I live.' Then a man entered who was taller than

all others, and looked terrible. He was old, however, and had a long

white beard. 'You wretch, cried he, 'you shall soon learn what it

is to shudder, for you shall die.' 'Not so fast, replied the youth.

'If I am to die, I shall have to have a say in it.' 'I will soon

seize you, said the fiend. 'Softly, softly, do not talk so big. I

am as strong as you are, and perhaps even stronger.' 'We shall see,

said the old man. 'If you are stronger, I will let you go - come, we

will try.' Then he led him by dark passages to a smith's forge, took

an axe, and with one blow struck an anvil into the ground. 'I can do

better than that, said the youth, and went to the other anvil. The

old man placed himself near and wanted to look on, and his white

beard hung down. Then the youth seized the axe, split the anvil with

one blow, and in it caught the old man's beard. 'Now I have you,

said the youth. 'Now it is your turn to die.' Then he seized an iron

bar and beat the old man till he moaned and entreated him to stop,

when he would give him great riches. The youth drew out the axe and

let him go. The old man led him back into the castle, and in a

cellar showed him three chests full of gold. 'Of these, said he,

'one part is for the poor, the other for the king, the third yours.'

In the meantime it struck twelve, and the spirit disappeared, so that

the youth stood in darkness. 'I shall still be able to find my way

out, said he and felt about, found the way into the room, and slept

there by his fire. Next morning the king came and said 'now you must

have learnt what shuddering is.' 'No, he answered 'what can it be.

My dead cousin was here, and a bearded man came and showed me a great

deal of money down below, but no one told me what it was to shudder.'

'Then, said the king, 'you have saved the castle, and shall marry my

daughter.' 'That is all very well, said he, 'but still I do not know

what it is to shudder.' Then the gold was brought up and the wedding

celebrated, but howsoever much the young king loved his wife, and

however happy he was, he still said always 'if I could but shudder -

if I could but shudder.' And this at last angered her. Her

waiting-maid said 'I will find a cure for him, he shall soon learn

what it is to shudder. She went out to the stream which flowed

through the garden, and had a whole bucketful of gudgeons brought to

her.

At night when the young king was sleeping, his wife was to draw the

clothes off him and empty the bucketful of cold water with the

gudgeons in it over him, so that the little fishes would sprawl about

him. Then he woke up and cried 'oh, what makes me shudder so. - What

makes me shudder so, dear wife. Ah. Now I know what it is to

shudder.'

There was once upon a time an old goat who had seven little kids, and

loved them with all the love of a mother for her children. One day

she wanted to go into the forest and fetch some food. So she called

all seven to her and said, dear children, I have to go into the

forest, be on your guard against the wolf, if he comes in, he will

devour you all - skin, hair, and everything. The wretch often

disguises himself, but you will know him at once by his rough voice

and his black feet. The kids said, dear mother, we will take good

care of ourselves, you may go away without any anxiety. Then the old

one bleated, and went on her way with an easy mind.

It was not long before some one knocked at the house-door and called,

open the door, dear children, your mother is here, and has brought

something back with her for each of you. But the little kids knew

that it was the wolf, by the rough voice. We will not open the door,

cried they, you are not our mother. She has a soft, pleasant voice,

but your voice is rough, you are the wolf. Then the wolf went away

to a shopkeeper and bought himself a great lump of chalk, ate this

and made his voice soft with it. The he came back, knocked at the

door of the house, and called, open the door, dear children, your

mother is here and has brought something back with her for each of

you. But the wolf had laid his black paws against the window, and

the children saw them and cried, we will not open the door, our

mother has not black feet like you, you are the wolf. Then the wolf

ran to a baker and said, I have hurt my feet, rub some dough over

them for me. And when the baker had rubbed his feet over, he ran to

the miller and said, strew some white meal over my feet for me. The

miller thought to himself, the wolf wants to deceive someone, and

refused, but the wolf said, if you will not do it, I will devour you.

Then the miller was afraid, and made his paws white for him. Truly,

this the way of mankind.