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                     FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN

                         EVERYTHING IN THE RIGHT PLACE

                           by Hans Christian Andersen



    IT is more than a hundred years ago! At the border of the wood;

near a large lake; stood the old mansion: deep ditches surrounded it

on every side; in which reeds and bulrushes grew。 Close by the

drawbridge; near the gate; there was an old willow tree; which bent

over the reeds。

    From the narrow pass came the sound of bugles and the trampling of

horses' feet; therefore a little girl who was watching the geese

hastened to drive them away from the bridge; before the whole

hunting party came galloping up; they came; however; so quickly;

that the girl; in order to avoid being run over; placed herself on one

of the high corner…stones of the bridge。 She was still half a child

and very delicately built; she had bright blue eyes; and a gentle;

sweet expression。 But such things the baron did not notice; while he

was riding past the little goose…girl; he reversed his hunting crop;

and in rough play gave her such a push with it that she fell

backward into the ditch。

    〃Everything in the right place!〃 he cried。 〃Into the ditch with

you。〃

    Then he burst out laughing; for that he called fun; the others

joined in… the whole party shouted and cried; while the hounds barked。

    While the poor girl was falling she happily caught one of the

branches of the willow tree; by the help of which she held herself

over the water; and as soon as the baron with his company and the dogs

had disappeared through the gate; the girl endeavoured to scramble up;

but the branch broke off; and she would have fallen backward among the

rushes; had not a strong hand from above seized her at this moment。 It

was the hand of a pedlar; he had witnessed what had happened from a

short distance; and now hastened to assist her。

    〃Everything in the right place;〃 he said; imitating the noble

baron; and pulling the little maid up to the dry ground。 He wished

to put the branch back in the place it had been broken off; but it

is not possible to put everything in the right place;〃 therefore he

stuck the branch into the soft ground。

    〃Grow and thrive if you can; and produce a good flute for them

yonder at the mansion;〃 he said; it would have given him great

pleasure to see the noble baron and his companions well thrashed。 Then

he entered the castle… but not the banqueting hall; he was too

humble for that。 No; he went to the servants' hall。 The men…servants

and maids looked over his stock of articles and bargained with him;

loud crying and screaming were heard from the master's table above:

they called it singing… indeed; they did their best。 Laughter and

the howls of dogs were heard through the open windows: there they were

feasting and revelling; wine and strong old ale were foaming in the

glasses and jugs; the favourite dogs ate with their masters; now and

then the squires kissed one of these animals; after having wiped its

mouth first with the tablecloth。 They ordered the pedlar to come up;

but only to make fun of him。 The wine had got into their heads; and

reason had left them。 They poured beer into a stocking that he could

drink with them; but quick。 That's what they called fun; and it made

them laugh。 Then meadows; peasants; and farmyards were staked on one

card and lost。

    〃Everything in the right place!〃 the pedlar said when he had at

last safely got out of Sodom and Gomorrah; as he called it。 〃The

open high road is my right place; up there I did not feel at ease。〃

    The little maid; who was still watching the geese; nodded kindly

to him as he passed through the gate。

    Days and weeks passed; and it was seen that the broken

willow…branch which the peddlar had stuck into the ground near the

ditch remained fresh and green… nay; it even put forth fresh twigs;

the little goose…girl saw that the branch had taken root; and was very

pleased; the tree; so she said; was now her tree。 While the tree was

advancing; everything else at the castle was going backward; through

feasting and gambling; for these are two rollers upon which nobody

stands safely。 Less than six years afterwards the baron passed out

of his castle…gate a poor beggar; while the baronial seat had been

bought by a rich tradesman。 He was the very pedlar they had made fun

of and poured beer into a stocking for him to drink; but honesty and

industry bring one forward; and now the pedlar was the possessor of

the baronial estate。 From that time forward no card…playing was

permitted there。

    〃That's a bad pastime;〃 he said; 〃when the devil saw the Bible for

the first time he wanted to produce a caricature in opposition to

it; and invented card…playing。〃

    The new proprietor of the estate took a wife; and whom did he

take?… The little goose…girl; who had always remained good and kind;

and who looked as beautiful in her new clothes as if she had been a

lady of high birth。 And how did all this come about? That would be too

long a tale to tell in our busy time; but it really happened; and

the most important events have yet to be told。

    It was pleasant and cheerful to live in the old place now: the

mother superintended the household; and the father looked after things

out…of…doors; and they were indeed very prosperous。

    Where honesty leads the way; prosperity is sure to follow。 The old

mansion was repaired and painted; the ditches were cleaned and

fruit…trees planted; all was homely and pleasant; and the floors

were as white and shining as a pasteboard。 In the long winter evenings

the mistress and her maids sat at the spinning…wheel in the large

hall; every Sunday the counsellor… this title the pedlar had obtained;

although only in his old days… read aloud a portion from the Bible。

The children (for they had children) all received the best

education; but they were not all equally clever; as is the case in all

families。

    In the meantime the willow tree near the drawbridge had grown up

into a splendid tree; and stood there; free; and was never clipped。

〃It is our genealogical tree;〃 said the old people to their

children; 〃and therefore it must be honoured。〃

    A hundred years had elapsed。 It was in our own days; the lake

had been transformed into marsh land; the whole baronial seat had;

as it were; disappeared。 A pool of water near some ruined walls was

the only remainder of the deep ditches; and here stood a magnificent

old tree with overhanging branches… that was the genealogical tree。

Here it stood; and showed how beautiful a willow can look if one

does not interfere with it。 The trunk; it is true; was cleft in the

middle from the root to the crown; the storms had bent it a little;

but it still stood there; and out of every crevice and cleft; in which

wind and weather had carried mould; blades of grass and flowers sprang

forth。 Especially above; where the large boughs parted; there was

quite a hanging garden; in which wild raspberries and hart's…tongue

ferns throve; and even a little mistletoe had taken root; and grew

gracefully in the old willow branches; which were reflected in the

dark water beneath when the wind blew the chickweed into the corner of

the pool。 A footpath which led across the fields passed close by the

old tree。 High up; on the woody hillside; stood the new mansion。 It

had a splendid view; and was large and magnificent; its window panes

were so clear that one might have thought there were none there at

all。 The large flight of steps which led to the entrance looked like a

bower covered with roses and broad…leaved plants。 The lawn was as

green as if each blade of grass was cleaned separately morning and

evening。 Inside; in the hall; valuable oil paintings were hanging on

the walls。 Here stood chairs and sofas covered with silk and velvet;

which could be easily rolled about on castors; there were tables

with polished marble tops; and books bound in morocco with gilt edges。

Indeed; well…to…do and distinguished people lived here; it was the

dwelling of the baron and his family。 Each article was in keeping with

its surroundings。 〃Everything in the right place〃 was the motto

according to which they also acted here; and therefore all the

paintings which had once been the honour and glory of the old

mansion were now hung up in the passage which led to the servants'

rooms。 It was all old lumber; especially two portraits… one

representing a man in a scarlet coat with a wig; and the other a

lady with powdered and curled hair holding a rose in her hand; each of

them being surrounded by a large wreath of willow branches。 Both

portraits had many holes in them; because the baron's sons used the

two old people as targets for their crossbows。 They represented the

counsellor and his wife; from whom the whole family descended。 〃But

they did not properly belong to our family;〃 said one of the boys; 〃he

was a pedlar and she kept the geese。 They were not like papa and

mamma。〃 The portraits were old lumber; and 〃everything in its right

place。〃 That was why the great…grandparents had been hung up in the

passage leading to the servants' rooms。

    The son of the village pastor was tutor at the mansion。 One day he

went for a walk across the fields with his young pupils and their

elder sister; who had lately been confirmed。 They walked along the

road which passed by the old willow tree; and while they were on the

road she picked a bunch of field…flowers。 〃Everything in the right

place;〃 and indeed the bunch looked very beautiful。 At the same time

she listened to all that was said; and she very much liked to hear the

pastor's son speak about the elements and of the great men and women

in history。 She had a healthy mind; noble in thought and deed; and

with a heart full of love for everything that God had created。 They

stopped at the old willow tree; as the youngest of the baron's sons

wished very much to have a flute from it; such as had been cut for him

from other willow trees; the pastor's son broke a branch off。 〃Oh;

pray do not do it!〃 
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