The Six Swans
Once upon a time, a certain king was hunting in a great forest, and
he chased a wild beast so eagerly that none of his attendants could follow him. When
evening drew near he stopped and looked around him, and then he saw that he had lost his
way. He sought a way out, but could find none. Then he perceived an aged woman with a head
which nodded perpetually, who came towards him, but she was a witch. Good woman, said he
to her, can you not show me the way through the forest. Oh, yes, lord king, she answered,
that I certainly can, but on one condition, and if you do not fulfil that, you will never
get out of the forest, and will die of hunger in it.
What kind of condition is it, asked the king. I have a daughter,
said the old woman, who is as beautiful as anyone in the world, and well deserves to be
your consort, and if you will make her your queen, I will show you the way out of the
forest. In the anguish of his heart the king consented, and the old woman led him to her
little hut, where her daughter was sitting by the fire. She received the king as if she
had been expecting him, and he saw that she was very beautiful, but still she did not
please him, and he could not look at her without secret horror. After he had taken the
maiden up on his horse, the old woman showed him the way, and the king reached his royal
palace again, where the wedding was celebrated.
The king had already been married once, and had by his first wife,
seven children, six boys and a girl, whom he loved better than anything else in the world.
As he now feared that the stepmother might not treat them well, and even do them some
injury, he took them to a lonely castle which stood in the midst of a forest. It lay so
concealed, and the way was so difficult to find that he himself would not have found it,
if a wise woman had not given him a ball of yarn with wonderful properties. When he threw
it down before him, it unrolled itself and showed him his path.
The king, however, went so frequently away to his dear children that
the queen observed his absence, she was curious and wanted to know what he did when he was
quite alone in the forest. She gave a great deal of money to his servants, and they
betrayed the secret to her, and told her likewise of the ball which alone could point out
the way. And now she knew no rest until she had learnt where the king kept the ball of
yarn, and then she made little shirts of white silk, and as she had learnt the art of
witchcraft from her mother, she sewed a charm inside them. And once when the king had
ridden forth to hunt, she took the little shirts and went into the forest, and the ball
showed her the way.
The children, who saw from a distance that someone was approaching,
thought that their dear father was coming to them, and full of joy, ran to meet him. Then
she threw one of the little shirts over each of them, and no sooner had the shirts touched
their bodies than they were changed into swans, and flew away over the forest. The queen
went home quite delighted, and thought she had got rid of her step-children, but the girl
had not run out with her brothers, and the queen knew nothing about her.
Next day the king went to visit his children, but he found no one
but the little girl. Where are your brothers, asked the king. Alas, dear father, she
answered, they have gone away and left me alone, and she told him that she had seen from
her little window how her brothers had flown away over the forest in the shape of swans,
and she showed him the feathers, which they had let fall in the courtyard, and which she
had picked up.
The king mourned, but he did not think that the queen had done this
wicked deed, and as he feared that the girl would also be stolen away from him, he wanted
to take her away with him. But she was afraid of her step-mother, and entreated the king
to let her stay just this one night more in the forest castle.
The poor girl thought, I can no longer stay here. I will go and seek
my brothers. And when night came, she ran away, and went straight into the forest. She
walked the whole night long, and next day also without stopping, until she could go no
farther for weariness. Then she saw a forest-hut, and went into it, and found a room with
six little beds, but she did not venture to get into one of them, but crept under one, and
lay down on the hard ground, intending to pass the night there. Just before sunset,
however, she heard a rustling, and saw six swans come flying in at the window. They
alighted on the ground and blew at each other, and blew all the feathers off, and their
swans, skins stripped off like a shirt. Then the maiden looked at them and recognized her
brothers, was glad and crept forth from beneath the bed. The brothers were not less
delighted to see their little sister, but their joy was of short duration. Here you cannot
abide, they said to her. This is a shelter for robbers, if they come home and find you,
they will kill you. But can you not protect me, asked the little sister. No, they replied,
only for one quarter of an hour each evening can we lay aside our swans, skins and have
during that time our human form, after that, we are once more turned into swans.
The little sister wept and said, can you not be set free. Alas, no,
they answered, the conditions are too hard. For six years you may neither speak nor laugh,
and in that time you must sew together six little shirts of starwort for us. And if one
single word falls from your lips, all your work will be lost. And when the brothers had
said this, the quarter of an hour was over, and they flew out of the window again as
The maiden, however, firmly resolved to deliver her brothers, even
if it should cost her her life. She left the hut, went into the midst of the forest,
seated herself on a tree, and there passed the night. Next morning she went out and
gathered starwort and began to sew. She could not speak to anyone, and she had no
inclination to laugh, she sat there and looked at nothing but her work.
When she had already spent a long time there it came to pass that
the king of the country was hunting in the forest, and his huntsmen came to the tree on
which the maiden was sitting. They called to her and said, who are you. But she made no
answer. Come down to us, said they. We will not do you any harm. She only shook her head.
As they pressed her further with questions she threw her golden necklace down to them, and
thought to content them thus. They, however, did not cease, and then she threw her girdle
down to them, and as this also was to no purpose, her garters, and by degrees everything
that she had on that she could do without until she had nothing left but her shift.
The huntsmen, however, did not let themselves be turned aside by
that, but climbed the tree and fetched the maiden down and led her before the king. The
king asked, who are you. What are you doing on the tree. But she did not answer. He put
the question in every language that he knew, but she remained as mute as a fish. As she
was so beautiful, the king's heart was touched, and he was smitten with a great love for
her. He put his mantle on her, took her before him on his horse, and carried her to his
castle. Then he caused her to be dressed in rich garments, and she shone in her beauty
like bright daylight, but no word could be drawn from her. He placed her by his side at
table, and her modest bearing and courtesy pleased him so much that he said, she is the
one whom I wish to marry, and no other woman in the world. And after some days he united
himself to her.
The king, however, had a wicked mother who was dissatisfied with
this marriage and spoke ill of the young queen. Who knows, said she, from whence the
creature who can't speak, comes. She is not worthy of a king. After a year had passed,
when the queen brought her first child into the world, the old woman took it away from
her, and smeared her mouth with blood as she slept. Then she went to the king and accused
the queen of being a man-eater. The king would not believe it, and would not suffer anyone
to do her any injury. She, however, sat continually sewing at the shirts, and cared for
The next time, when she again bore a beautiful boy, the false
mother-in-law used the same treachery, but the king could not bring himself to give credit
to her words. He said, she is too pious and good to do anything of that kind, if she were
not dumb, and could defend herself, her innocence would come to light.
But when the old woman stole away the newly-born child for the third
time, and accused the queen, who did not utter one word of defence, the king could do no
otherwise than deliver her over to justice, and she was sentenced to suffer death by fire.
When the day came for the sentence to be carried out, it was the
last day of the six years during which she was not to speak or laugh, and she had
delivered her dear brothers from the power of the enchantment. The six shirts were ready,
only the left sleeve of the sixth was wanting. When, therefore, she was led to the stake,
she laid the shirts on her arm, and when she stood on high and the fire was just going to
be lighted, she looked around and six swans came flying through the air towards her. Then
she saw that her deliverance was near, and her heart leapt with joy. The swans swept
towards her and sank down so that they were touched by them, their swans, skins fell off,
and her brothers stood in their own bodily form before her, and were vigorous and
handsome. The youngest only lacked his left arm, and had in the place of it a swan's wing
on his shoulder. They embraced and kissed each other, and the queen went to the king, who
was greatly moved, and she began to speak and said, dearest husband, now I may speak and
declare to you that I am innocent, and falsely accused. And she told him of the treachery
of the old woman who had taken away her three children and hidden them.
Then to the great joy of the king they were brought thither, and as
a punishment, the wicked mother-in-law was bound to the stake, and burnt to ashes. But the
king and the queen with her six brothers lived many years in happiness and peace.