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Fairytales from the Far East 4

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The golden tree

The daughter of the Dragon King and Sanlang

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The golden tree

In a large forest lived an old hermit. One day a lean and half-starved puppy came running to him, his eyes full of fear. "Come, poor little creature," said the hermit, for he had pity on the beast. "The wild beasts of the forest will surely kill you. Stay with me! The hermit gave the little dog a place, and they shared the fruits and berries they lived from.

One day the hermit sat there for a long time, looking at the dog. Finally, he said, "I am getting older and am no longer able to collect fruits and berries for my daily meals. I need someone to look for me in my old days. That is why I will pray that you may take human form. "The old hermit closed his eyes and began to pray. He prayed for a long time. When he opened his eyes, a beautiful girl stood before him. The hermit was very happy about the fulfillment of his wish. He treated the girl as if it were his daughter. Also the girl was very happy. She took care of the hermit as best she could. The hermit lived happily, only one thing disturbed him. The girl was very good but she had a mistake. Like all dogs she liked to bite in leather. The hermit knew this, and every night before he went to sleep, he hid his sandals. Every night, however, he heard the girl weep and sob, and the smell of the leather, to find something to chew. Only with time the girl gave up this habit.

When several weeks had passed, the peace of the forest was disturbed by the sound of horns and the sound of blow-shells. The king organized a hunt. He was on the trail of a deer and came to the hermit's hut. There he saw the pretty girl and stopped his horse immediately. He had never seen a more beautiful girl, and she liked him at once.
"O pious man," said the king to the hermit, "if this beautiful girl is your daughter, then give your blessing, and allow me to make her my only queen." "She is not of high birth, a fitting queen for you, "replied the hermit. "I beg of you, go forth, and leave my daughter here." "What does it care if she is of noble birth or not," said the king. "She was born to rule by my side. I want her to be a queen, or I do not need a queen at all. "

The hermit recognized the seriousness with which the king offered his offer of marriage. So he took him aside and said to him, "I agree with a marriage with my daughter. But promise me that you will never make her unhappy! She has a great weakness, and this weakness will only come to light when she is unhappy. "The king promised, and the hermit allowed him to take the girl with him and to
marry. The king was content, and he made his queen as happy as he could. And because the queen was happy, she never thought to chew her teeth.

Years went into the country. The queen was the proud mother of six pretty daughters. When the girls grew up one after the other, the five older handsome and powerful princes marveled. Only the youngest princess fell in love with a lumberjack who daily brought firewood to the king's cook. When the king learned this, he became very angry, and he ordered the princess never to see the young woodcutter again. The next morning, when the woodcutter brought his load of wood again, the princess ran with him to live as his wife in his poor hut. The king was angry when he discovered that his youngest daughter had despised his wishes and had married the woodcutter. He took his sword, and rushed with anger into the chamber of the queen. "The youngest princess hath shamed me!" He cried. "I'd like to kill her with my own hands, but for the sake of my life, I have to keep my temper. From today on she is no longer my daughter. I never want to see her face again, and I forbid you to ever meet her! "

The Queen loved her youngest daughter very much and was in great despair. She cried and sobbed all day long. She could hardly sleep at night. Late at night she got out of her bed without knowing what she was doing, took a slipper of the king, and began to bite and chew. Suddenly she realized what she was doing. She took the chewed slipper, ran back to her bed and hid him under the bed cloth. The next morning, to his astonishment, the king missed a slipper. He searched everywhere. Vain! "That's strange," he said. "The slippers were filled with rubies and diamonds. If a thief took him, why only one and not both? "The king could not explain all this.
He took another pair of slippers, which were even more expensive than the previous one, attracted her and went after his business. Late at night the queen munched again on one of the slippers. Only when she realized what she was doing, she ran back to her bed and hid him under the bed cloth. "Tonight I'll get to the bottom of the matter," the king vowed. "Whether it's a thief or a ghost, I'll catch him." With a new pair of slippers, he followed his state affairs the next day. When it was time to sleep, he put down his slippers and placed them next to the bed. But he did not lie down, but took his sword and hid himself behind a column. It was already late - the king was about to give it up - when he saw the Queen enter his room. She went to the bed, sat down on the floor, took one of the slippers and began to cheer. The king could hardly believe what his eyes saw. He came out from behind his column.
His eyes were reddened with anger. He demanded an explanation from the Queen. The poor Queen was forced to tell him the truth. She told him how she had turned the good hermit from a puppy into a girl. Ashamed that he had married a bitch, the king drove his wife out of the palace. Weeping and sobbing, she went back to the hermit and asked him to give her the once form, since she did not wish to live as a human being. The old hermit prayed again, and his prayers were heard. The Queen turned
back into a bitch.

Many days passed. Then the bitch began to miss her six daughters. She begged the hermit for permission and set off. She went to the apartment of her eldest daughter, stood outside the door, and called for her daughter: "Open the door and let me in! I am your mother and come to see you. "The Princess opened. But when she saw a bitch standing outside, she became angry. She threw a stone at her and drove her away. The same happened with the other daughters. After being thrown with stones by all five daughters, the mother at last went to the youngest daughter, who was married to the lumberjack.

Here she was received with kindness and love. The youngest daughter washed and cleaned her wounds and fed her with warm milk and rice. "Thank you, dear daughter!" Sighed the mother. "The wounds on my body are deep. Deeper, however, are the wounds of the ingratitude that have smitten your sisters in my heart. I know I'll die before the sun goes down. When I'm dead, bury me in front of your hut! "And so it happened.

At sunset the mother died. The youngest daughter loved her mother very much, although she had turned into a bitch. She cried for a long time. Then she buried the dead body in front of her humble hut. The next morning, when the daughter got up, she was surprised to see a big golden tree in the place where she had buried her mother. All branches were of pure gold and shone brightly. Each branch was full of strange fruits of pure heavy gold.

It was not long before the evil sisters heard of the golden tree. When they learned that he was growing on her mother's grave, they wanted their share of the gold. They ran to their father, the king, and said, "The golden tree is a gift from our mother. We have more right to it than our evil youngest sister. The mother has spent many happy days with us. For our warning, she visited our youngest sister. There she died, she had scarcely set foot in her hut. We demand punishment for our youngest sister because she killed our mother, and for us the fruits of the golden tree! "When the king heard this, he began to consider. The longer he thought, the more sad he was that he had driven the Queen out of the palace. "If she had once been a bitch, she was a wonderful and loving woman, as a queen." The King rose up full of anger and hatred towards his youngest daughter, and went with the other daughters to the gold tree Leaves! They are rightful to you. "With greedy and evil smiles, the five sisters ran on the tree, reaching for the fruits, pulling and dragging until they were all red in the face. But the leaves and fruits could not be detached. The king stood and watched. Suddenly everything became clear to him. "Wait!" He cried. "Let the youngest try to pick a fruit from this golden tree!"

But the youngest daughter did not want to pick a fruit. Suddenly the miracle happened. All the golden fruits fell down by themselves and their feet. The king
closed his youngest daughter with tears in his eyes. "Forgive me, my dear child," he said. "I used to be very angry with you because you married a poor man. Today I know that poor people are not those with empty pockets, but those with empty hearts. My heart was empty too, and I stand before you as a beggar. I ask you and your husband to make me rich again. Take the throne and let me live in your hut near the tomb of my queen! "Thus it happened that the woodcutter and the youngest princess became king and queen.

The Goddess of Happiness
In a lonely village high in the mountains of Nepal lived an old woman with her only son. The two were very poor, and they kept their existence by doing the least work for the other villagers. When things were particularly bad, they even had to beg. Over the years, however,