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                     FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN

                                 THE ICE MAIDEN

                           by Hans Christian Andersen

                          I。 LITTLE RUDY



    WE will pay a visit to Switzerland; and wander through that

country of mountains; whose steep and rocky sides are overgrown with

forest trees。 Let us climb to the dazzling snow…fields at their

summits; and descend again to the green meadows beneath; through which

rivers and brooks rush along as if they could not quickly enough reach

the sea and vanish。 Fiercely shines the sun over those deep valleys;

as well as upon the heavy masses of snow which lie on the mountains。

    During the year these accumulations thaw or fall in the rolling

avalance; or are piled up in shining glaciers。 Two of these glaciers

lie in the broad; rocky cliffs; between the Schreckhorn and the

Wetterhorn; near the little town of Grindelwald。 They are wonderful to

behold; and therefore in the summer time strangers come here from

all parts of the world to see them。 They cross snow…covered mountains;

and travel through the deep valleys; or ascend for hours; higher and

still higher; the valleys appearing to sink lower and lower as they

proceed; and become as small as if seen from an air balloon。 Over

the lofty summits of these mountains the clouds often hang like a dark

veil; while beneath in the valley; where many brown; wooden houses are

scattered about; the bright rays of the sun may be shining upon a

little brilliant patch of green; making it appear almost

transparent。 The waters foam and dash along in the valleys beneath;

the streams from above trickle and murmur as they fall down the

rocky mountain's side; looking like glittering silver bands。

    On both sides of the mountain…path stand these little wooden

houses; and; as within; there are many children and many mouths to

feed; each house has its own little potato garden。 These children rush

out in swarms; and surround travellers; whether on foot or in

carriages。 They are all clever at making a bargain。 They offer for

sale the sweetest little toy…houses; models of the mountain cottages

in Switzerland。 Whether it be rain or sunshine; these crowds of

children are always to be seen with their wares。

    About twenty years ago; there might be seen occasionally; standing

at a short distance from the other children; a little boy; who was

also anxious to sell his curious wares。 He had an earnest;

expressive countenance; and held the box containing his carved toys

tightly with both hands; as if unwilling to part with it。 His

earnest look; and being also a very little boy; made him noticed by

the strangers; so that he often sold the most; without knowing why。 An

hour's walk farther up the ascent lived his grandfather; who cut and

carved the pretty little toy…houses; and in the old man's room stood a

large press; full of all sorts of carved things… nut…crackers;

knives and forks; boxes with beautifully carved foliage; leaping

chamois。 It contained everything that could delight the eyes of a

child。 But the boy; who was named Rudy; looked with still greater

pleasure and longing at some old fire…arms which hung upon the

rafters; under the ceiling of the room。 His grandfather promised him

that he should have them some day; but that he must first grow big and

strong; and learn how to use them。 Small as he was; the goats were

placed in his care; and a good goat…keeper should also be a good

climber; and such Rudy was; he sometimes; indeed; climbed higher

than the goats; for he was fond of seeking for birds'…nests at the top

of high trees; he was bold and daring; but was seldom seen to smile;

excepting when he stood by the roaring cataract; or heard the

descending roll of the avalanche。 He never played with the other

children; and was not seen with them; unless his grandfather sent

him down to sell his curious workmanship。 Rudy did not much like

trade; he loved to climb the mountains; or to sit by his grandfather

and listen to his tales of olden times; or of the people in Meyringen;

the place of his birth。

    〃In the early ages of the world;〃 said the old man; 〃these

people could not be found in Switzerland。 They are a colony from the

north; where their ancestors still dwell; and are called Swedes。〃

    This was something for Rudy to know; but he learnt more from other

sources; particularly from the domestic animals who belonged to the

house。 One was a large dog; called Ajola; which had belonged to his

father; and the other was a tom…cat。 This cat stood very high in

Rudy's favor; for he had taught him to climb。

    〃Come out on the roof with me;〃 said the cat; and Rudy quite

understood him; for the language of fowls; ducks; cats; and dogs; is

as easily understood by a young child as his own native tongue。 But it

must be at the age when grandfather's stick becomes a neighing

horse; with head; legs; and tail。 Some children retain these ideas

later than others; and they are considered backwards and childish

for their age。 People say so; but is it so?

    〃Come out on the roof with me; little Rudy;〃 was the first thing

he heard the cat say; and Rudy understood him。 〃What people say

about falling down is all nonsense;〃 continued the cat; 〃you will

not fall; unless you are afraid。 Come; now; set one foot here and

another there; and feel your way with your fore…feet。 Keep your eyes

wide open; and move softly; and if you come to a hole jump over it;

and cling fast as I do。〃 And this was just what Rudy did。 He was often

on the sloping roof with the cat; or on the tops of high trees。 But;

more frequently; higher still on the ridges of the rocks where puss

never came。

    〃Higher; higher!〃 cried the trees and the bushes; 〃see to what

height we have grown; and how fast we hold; even to the narrow edges

of the rocks。〃

    Rudy often reached the top of the mountain before the sunrise; and

there inhaled his morning draught of the fresh; invigorating

mountain air;… God's own gift; which men call the sweet fragrance of

plant and herb on the mountain…side; and the mint and wild thyme in

the valleys。 The overhanging clouds absorb all heaviness from the air;

and the winds convey them away over the pine…tree summits。 The

spirit of fragrance; light and fresh; remained behind; and this was

Rudy's morning draught。 The sunbeams… those blessing…bringing

daughters of the sun… kissed his cheeks。 Vertigo might be lurking on

the watch; but he dared not approach him。 The swallows; who had not

less than seven nests in his grandfather's house; flew up to him and

his goats; singing; 〃We and you; you and we。〃 They brought him

greetings from his grandfather's house; even from two hens; the only

birds of the household; but Rudy was not intimate with them。

    Although so young and such a little fellow; Rudy had travelled a

great deal。 He was born in the canton of Valais; and brought to his

grandfather over the mountains。 He had walked to Staubbach… a little

town that seems to flutter in the air like a silver veil… the

glittering; snow…clad mountain Jungfrau。 He had also been to the great

glaciers; but this is connected with a sad story; for here his

mother met her death; and his grandfather used to say that all

Rudy's childish merriment was lost from that time。 His mother had

written in a letter; that before he was a year old he had laughed more

than he cried; but after his fall into the snow…covered crevasse;

his disposition had completely changed。 The grandfather seldom spoke

of this; but the fact was generally known。 Rudy's father had been a

postilion; and the large dog which now lived in his grandfather's

cottage had always followed him on his journeys over the Simplon to

the lake of Geneva。 Rudy's relations; on his father's side; lived in

the canton of Valais; in the valley of the Rhone。 His uncle was a

chamois hunter; and a well…known guide。 Rudy was only a year old

when his father died; and his mother was anxious to return with her

child to her own relations; who lived in the Bernese Oberland。 Her

father dwelt at a few hours' distance from Grindelwald; he was a

carver in wood; and gained so much by it that he had plenty to live

upon。 She set out homewards in the month of June; carrying her

infant in her arms; and; accompanied by two chamois hunters; crossed

the Gemmi on her way to Grindelwald。 They had already left more than

half the journey behind them。 They had crossed high ridges; and

traversed snow…fields; they could even see her native valley; with its

familiar wooden cottages。 They had only one more glacier to climb。

Some newly fallen snow concealed a cleft which; though it did not

extend to the foaming waters in the depths beneath; was still much

deeper than the height of a man。 The young woman; with the child in

her arms; slipped upon it; sank in; and disappeared。 Not a shriek; not

a groan was heard; nothing but the whining of a little child。 More

than an hour elapsed before her two companions could obtain from the

nearest house ropes and poles to assist in raising them; and it was

with much exertion that they at last succeeded in raising from the

crevasse what appeared to be two dead bodies。 Every means was used

to restore them to life。 With the child they were successful; but

not with the mother; so the old grandfather received his daughter's

little son into his house an orphan;… a little boy who laughed more

than he cried; but it seemed as if laughter had left him in the cold

ice…world into which he had fallen; where; as the Swiss peasants

say; the souls of the lost are confined till the judgment…day。

    The glaciers appear as if a rushing stream had been frozen in

its course; and pressed into blocks of green crystal; which;

balanced one upon another; form a wondrous palace of crystal for the

Ice Maiden… the queen of the glaciers。 It is she whose mighty power

can crush the traveller to death; and arrest the flowing river in

its course。 She is also a child of the air; and with the swiftness

of the chamois she can reach the snow…covered mountain to
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