<h2>THE EAGLES</h2>
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<b>HERE</b> was once a king, who had lost his
wife. They had a family of thirteen—twelve
gallant sons, and one daughter, who was
exquisitely beautiful.</p>
<p>For twelve years after his wife's death the king grieved
very much; he used to go daily to her tomb, and there weep,
and pray, and give away alms to the poor. He thought never
to marry again; for he had promised his dying wife never to
give her children a stepmother.</p>
<p>One day, when visiting his dead wife's grave as usual,
he saw beside him a maiden so entrancingly fair, that he fell
in love with her, and soon made her his second queen. But
before long he found out that he had made a great mistake.
Though she was so beautiful she turned out to be a wicked<span class="pagenum">[30]</span>
sorceress, and not only made the king himself unhappy, but
proved most unkind to his children, whom she wished out of
the way, so that her own little son might inherit the
kingdom.</p>
<p>One day, when the king was far away, at war against his
enemies, the queen went into her stepchildren's apartments,
and pronounced some magical words—on which every one of
the twelve princes flew away in the shape of an eagle, and the
princess was changed into a dove.</p>
<p>The queen looked out of the window, to see in what
direction they would fly, when she saw right under the window
an old man, with a beard as white as snow.</p>
<p>"What are you here for, old man?" she asked.</p>
<p>"To be witness of your deed," he answered.</p>
<p>"Then you saw it?"</p>
<p>"I saw it."</p>
<p>"Then be what I command!"</p>
<p>She whispered some magical words. The old man
disappeared in a blaze of sunshine; and the queen, as
she stood there, dumb with terror, was changed into a
basilisk.</p>
<p>The basilisk ran off in fright; trying to hide herself
underground. But her glance was so deadly, that it killed
every one she looked at; so that all the people in the palace
were soon dead, including her own son, whom she slew
by merely looking at him. And this once populous and
<span class="pagenum">[31]</span>happy royal residence quickly became an uninhabited ruin,
which no one dared approach, for fear of the basilisk
lurking in its underground vaults.</p>
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<p class="caption">THE OLD MAN BLESSES THE PRINCESS</p>
<p>Meanwhile the princess, who had been changed into a
dove, flew after her brothers the eagles, but not being able
to overtake them, she rested under a wayside cross, and
began cooing mournfully.</p>
<p>"What are you grieving for, pretty dove?" asked
an old man, with a snow-white beard, who just then
came by.</p>
<p>"I am grieving for my poor dear father, who is fighting
in the wars far away; for my loved brothers, who have
flown away from me into the clouds. I am grieving also
for myself. Not long ago I was a happy princess; and now
I must wander over the world as a dove, to hide from the
birds of prey—and be parted for ever from my dear
father and brothers!"</p>
<p>"You may grieve and weep, little dove; but do not lose
hope," said the old man. "Sorrow is only for a time, and all
will come right in the end."</p>
<p>So saying he stroked the little dove, and she at once
regained her natural shape. She kissed the old man's hand
in her gratitude, saying:</p>
<p>"How can I ever thank you enough! But since
you are so kind, will you not tell me how to rescue my
brothers?"<span class="pagenum">[32]</span></p>
<p>The old man gave her an ever-growing loaf, and said:</p>
<p>"This loaf is enough to sustain, not only you, but a
thousand people for a thousand years, without ever diminishing.
Go towards the sunset, and weep your tears into this little
bottle. And when it is full...."</p>
<p>And the old man told her what else to do, blessed her, and
disappeared.</p>
<p>The princess travelled on towards the sunset; and in
about a year she reached the boundary of the next world, and
stood before an iron door, where Death was keeping guard
with his scythe.</p>
<p>"Stop, princess!" he said; "You can proceed no further,
for you are not yet parted by death from your own
world."</p>
<p>"But what am I to do?" she asked. "Must I go back
without my poor brothers?"</p>
<p>"Your brothers," said Death, "fly here every day in the
guise of eagles. They want to reach the other side of this
door, which leads into the other world; for they hate the one
they live in; nevertheless they, and you also, must remain
there, until your time be come. Therefore every day I must
compel them to go back, which they can do, because they are
eagles. But how are you going to get back yourself?—look
there!"</p>
<p>The princess looked around her, and wept bitterly. For
though she had not perceived this before, nor seen how she<span class="pagenum">[33]</span>
got there, she saw now that she was in a deep abyss, shut
in on all sides by such high precipices, that she wondered
how her brothers, even with eagle wings, could fly to
the top.</p>
<p>But remembering what the mysterious old man had
said she took courage, and began to pray and weep, till
she had filled the little bottle with her tears. Soon she
heard the sound of wings over her head, and saw twelve
eagles flying.</p>
<p>The eagles dashed themselves against the iron portal,
beating their wings upon it, and imploring Death to open
it to them. But Death only threatened them with his
scythe, saying:</p>
<p>"Hence! ye enchanted princes! you must fulfil your
penance on earth, till I come for you myself."</p>
<p>The eagles were about to turn and fly, when all at once
they perceived their sister. They came round her, and
caressed her hands lovingly with their beaks.</p>
<p>She at once began to sprinkle them with her tears from
the lachrymatory; and in one moment the twelve eagles
were changed back into the twelve princes, and joyfully
embraced their sister.</p>
<p>The princess then fed them all round from her ever-growing
loaf; but when their hunger was appeased they
began to be troubled as to how they were to ascend from the
abyss, since they had no longer eagles' wings to fly up.<span class="pagenum">[34]</span></p>
<p>But the princess knelt down and prayed:</p>
<div class="poem">
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i4">"Bird of heavenly pity here,<br/></span>
<span class="i6">By each labour, prayer and tear,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Come in thine unvanquished power,<br/></span>
<span class="i6">Come and aid us in this hour!"<br/></span></div>
</div>
<p>And all at once there shot down from heaven to the depth
of the abyss a ray of sunshine, on which descended a gigantic
bird, with rainbow wings, a bright sparkling crest, and peacock's
eyes all over his body, a golden tail, and silvery breast.</p>
<p>"What are your commands, princess?" asked the bird.</p>
<p>"Carry us from this threshold of eternity to our own world."</p>
<p>"I will, but you must know, princess, that before I can
reach the top of this precipice with you on my back, three
days and nights must pass; and I must have food on the
way, or my strength will fail me, and I shall fall down with
you to the bottom, and we shall all perish."</p>
<p>"I have an ever-growing loaf, which will suffice both for
you and ourselves," replied the princess.</p>
<p>"Then climb upon my back, and whenever I look round,
give me some bread to eat."</p>
<p>The bird was so large that all the princes, and the
princess in the midst of them, could easily find place on
his back, and he began to fly upwards.</p>
<p>He flew higher and higher, and whenever he looked
round at her, she gave him bits of the loaf, and he flew
on, and upwards.<span class="pagenum">[35]</span></p>
<p>So they went on steadily for two nights and days;
but upon the third day, when they were hoping in a short
time to view the summit of the precipice, and to land upon
the borders of this world, the bird looked round as usual
for a piece of the loaf.</p>
<p>The princess was just going to break off some to give
him, when a sudden violent gust of wind from the bottom
of the abyss snatched the loaf from her hand, and sent it
whistling downwards.</p>
<p>Not having received his usual meal the bird became
sensibly weaker, and looked round once more.</p>
<p>The princess trembled with fear; she had nothing more
to give him, and she felt that he was becoming exhausted.
In utter desperation she cut off a piece of her flesh, and
gave it to him.</p>
<p>Having eaten this the bird recovered strength, and flew
upwards faster than before; but after an hour or two he
looked round once more.</p>
<p>So she cut off another piece of her flesh; the bird seized
it greedily, and flew on so fast that in a few minutes he
reached the ground at the top of the precipice. When they
alighted, and he asked her:</p>
<p>"Princess, what were those two delicious morsels you
gave me last? I never ate anything so good before."</p>
<p>"They were part of my flesh, I had nothing else for
you," replied the princess in a faint voice, for she was
swooning away with pain and loss of blood.<span class="pagenum">[36]</span></p>
<p>The bird breathed upon her wounds; and the flesh at
once healed over, and grew again as before. Then he
flew up again to heaven, and was lost in the clouds.</p>
<p>The princess and her brothers resumed their journey,
this time towards the sunrise, and at last arrived in their
own country, where they met their father, returning from
the wars.</p>
<p>The king was coming back victorious over his enemies,
and on his way home had first heard of the sudden disappearance
of his children and of the queen, and how
his palace was tenanted only by a basilisk with a death-dealing
glance.</p>
<p>He was therefore most surprised and overjoyed to meet
his dear children once more, and on the way his daughter
told him all that had come to pass.</p>
<p>When they got back to the palace the king sent one
of his nobles with a looking-glass down into the underground
vaults. The basilisk saw herself reflected in this
mirror, and her own glance slew her immediately.</p>
<p>They gathered up the remains of the basilisk, and burnt
them in a great fire in the courtyard, afterwards scattering
the ashes to the four winds. When this was done
the king, his sons, and his daughter, returned to live in
their former home and were all as happy as could be ever
after.</p>
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<p class="caption">TO TRICK THE BASILISK</p>
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<p class="caption">THE BRIDE CARRIED OFF BY THE WHIRLWIND</p>
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