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The Story-teller

The Story-teller

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Each saw that the other was his brother (Page 21) Frontispiece
FACING PAGE
She took the little prince in her arms and kissed him 32
The harper was happier than a king as he sat by his own fireside 40
Something seemed to whisper to him: "Stop, Karl, and eat" 44
Yes, there they came! 56
She saw an apple-tree as full of apples as her plum-tree was full of plums 64
One of them took it in his mouth, and so brought it safely to Hans 76
"A bear!" cried the tailor 80
She leaned on the fence that divided the two 86
Straight to the Enchanted Wood they went 102
While she was watching and waiting, the flower burst into bloom 108
When he had come to the lions he found that they were chained 116

THE STORY-TELLER


THE TWO BROTHERS

O

nce upon a time there lived two brothers, who, when they were children, were so seldom apart that those who saw one always looked for the other at his heels.

But when they had grown to manhood, and the time had come when they must make their own fortunes, the elder brother said to the younger:

"Choose as you will what you shall do, and God bless your choice; but as for me I shall make haste to the court of the king, for nothing will satisfy me but to serve him and my country."

"Good fortune and a blessing go with you," said the younger brother. "I, too, should like to serve my country and the king, but I have neither words nor wit for a king's court. To hammer a shoe from the glowing iron while the red fire roars and the anvil rings—this is the work that I do best, and I shall be a blacksmith, even as my father was before me."

So when he had spoken the two brothers embraced and bade each other good-bye and went on their ways; nor did they meet again till many a year had come and gone.

The elder brother rode to the king's court just as he had said he would; and as time went on he won great honor there and was made one of the king's counselors.

And the younger brother built himself a blacksmith's shop by the side of a road and worked there merrily from early morn till the stars shone at night. He was called the Mighty Blacksmith because of his strength, and the Honest Blacksmith because he charged no more than his work was worth, and the Master Blacksmith because no other smith in the countryside could shoe a horse so well and speedily as he. And he was envious of nobody, for always as he worked his hammer seemed to sing to him:

"Cling, clang, cling! Cling, clang, cling!
He who does his very best,
Is fit to serve the king."

Now in those days news came to the king of the country where the two brothers lived that the duke of the next kingdom had made threats against him, and against his people; and there was great excitement in the land.

Some of the king's counselors wanted him to gather his armies and march at once into the duke's kingdom.

"If we do not make war upon him, he will make war upon us," they said.

But some of the king's

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