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FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN
UNDER THE WILLOW…TREE
by Hans Christian Andersen
THE region round the little town of Kjoge is very bleak and
cold。 The town lies on the sea shore； which is always beautiful； but
here it might be more beautiful than it is； for on every side the
fields are flat； and it is a long way to the forest。 But when
persons reside in a place and get used to it； they can always find
something beautiful in it；… something for which they long； even in the
most charming spot in the world which is not home。 It must be owned
that there are in the outskirts of the town some humble gardens on the
banks of a little stream that runs on towards the sea； and in summer
these gardens look very pretty。 Such indeed was the opinion of two
little children； whose parents were neighbors； and who played in these
gardens； and forced their way from one garden to the other through the
gooseberry…bushes that divided them。 In one of the gardens grew an
elder…tree； and in the other an old willow； under which the children
were very fond of playing。 They had permission to do so； although
the tree stood close by the stream； and they might easily have
fallen into the water； but the eye of God watches over the little
ones； otherwise they would never be safe。 At the same time； these
children were very careful not to go too near the water； indeed； the
boy was so afraid of it； that in the summer； while the other
children were splashing about in the sea； nothing could entice him
to join them。 They jeered and laughed at him； and he was obliged to
bear it all as patiently as he could。 Once the neighbor's little girl；
Joanna； dreamed that she was sailing in a boat； and the boy… Knud
was his name… waded out in the water to join her； and the water came
up to his neck； and at last closed over his head； and in a moment he
had disappeared。 When little Knud heard this dream； it seemed as if he
could not bear the mocking and jeering again； how could he dare to
go into the water now； after Joanna's dream！ He never would do it； for
this dream always satisfied him。 The parents of these children； who
were poor； often sat together while Knud and Joanna played in the
gardens or in the road。 Along this road… a row of willow…trees had
been planted to separate it from a ditch on one side of it。 They
were not very handsome trees； for the tops had been cut off；
however； they were intended for use； and not for show。 The old
willow…tree in the garden was much handsomer； and therefore the
children were very fond of sitting under it。 The town had a large
market…place； and at the fair…time there would be whole rows； like
streets； of tents and booths containing silks and ribbons； and toys
and cakes； and everything that could be wished for。 There were
crowds of people； and sometimes the weather would be rainy； and splash
with moisture the woollen jackets of the peasants； but it did not
destroy the beautiful fragrance of the honey…cakes and gingerbread
with which one booth was filled； and the best of it was； that the
man who sold these cakes always lodged during the fair…time with
little Knud's parents。 So every now and then he had a present of
gingerbread； and of course Joanna always had a share。 And； more
delightful still； the gingerbread seller knew all sorts of things to
tell and could even relate stories about his own gingerbread。 So one
evening he told them a story that made such a deep impression on the
children that they never forgot it； and therefore I think we may as
well hear it too； for it is not very long。
〃Once upon a time；〃 said he； 〃there lay on my counter two
gingerbread cakes； one in the shape of a man wearing a hat； the
other of a maiden without a bonnet。 Their faces were on the side
that was uppermost； for on the other side they looked very
different。 Most people have a best side to their characters； which
they take care to show to the world。 On the left； just where the heart
is； the gingerbread man had an almond stuck in to represent it； but
the maiden was honey cake all over。 They were placed on the counter as
samples； and after lying there a long time they at last fell in love
with each other； but neither of them spoke of it to the other； as they
should have done if they expected anything to follow。 'He is a man； he
ought to speak the first word；' thought the gingerbread maiden； but
she felt quite happy… she was sure that her love was returned。 But his
thoughts were far more ambitious； as the thoughts of a man often
are。 He dreamed that he was a real street boy； that he possessed
four real pennies； and that he had bought the gingerbread lady； and
ate her up。 And so they lay on the counter for days and weeks； till
they grew hard and dry； but the thoughts of the maiden became ever
more tender and womanly。 'Ah well； it is enough for me that I have
been able to live on the same counter with him；' said she one day；
when suddenly； 'crack；' and she broke in two。 'Ah；' said the
gingerbread man to himself； 'if she had only known of my love； she
would have kept together a little longer。' And here they both are； and
that is their history；〃 said the cake man。 〃You think the history of
their lives and their silent love； which never came to anything；
very remarkable； and there they are for you。〃 So saying； he gave
Joanna the gingerbread man； who was still quite whole… and to Knud the
broken maiden； but the children had been so much impressed by the
story； that they had not the heart to eat the lovers up。
The next day they went into the churchyard； and took the two
cake figures with them； and sat down under the church wall； which
was covered with luxuriant ivy in summer and winter； and looked as
if hung with rich tapestry。 They stuck up the two gingerbread
figures in the sunshine among the green leaves； and then told the
story； and all about the silent love which came to nothing； to a group
of children。 They called it； 〃love；〃 because the story was so
lovely； and the other children had the same opinion。 But when they
turned to look at the gingerbread pair； the broken maiden was gone！
A great boy； out of wickedness； had eaten her up。 At first the
children cried about it； but afterwards； thinking very probably that
the poor lover ought not to be left alone in the world； they ate him
up too： but they never forgot the story。
The two children still continued to play together by the
elder…tree； and under the willow； and the little maiden sang beautiful
songs； with a voice that was as clear as a bell。 Knud； on the
contrary； had not a note of music in him； but knew the words of the
songs； and that of course is something。 The people of Kjoge； and
even the rich wife of the man who kept the fancy shop； would stand and
listen while Joanna was singing； and say； 〃She has really a very sweet
voice。〃
Those were happy days； but they could not last forever。 The
neighbors were separated； the mother of the little girl was dead；
and her father had thoughts of marrying again and of residing in the
capital； where he had been promised a very lucrative appointment as
messenger。 The neighbors parted with tears； the children wept sadly；
but their parents promised that they should write to each other at
least once a year。
After this； Knud was bound apprentice to a shoemaker； he was
growing a great boy； and could not be allowed to run wild any
longer。 Besides； he was going to be confirmed。 Ah； how happy he
would have been on that festal day in Copenhagen with little Joanna；
but he still remained at Kjoge； and had never seen the great city；
though the town is not five miles from it。 But far across the bay；
when the sky was clear； the towers of Copenhagen could be seen； and on
the day of his confirmation he saw distinctly the golden cross on
the principal church glittering in the sun。 How often his thoughts
were with Joanna！ but did she think of him？ Yes。 About Christmas
came a letter from her father to Knud's parents； which stated that
they were going