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    FOLK-LORE AND LEGENDS OF SCANDINAVIA - 28 Northern Myths and Legends
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    FOLK-LORE AND LEGENDS OF SCANDINAVIA - 28 Northern Myths and Legends

    By Anon E. Mouse and Retold By Charles John Tibbits

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    A great read for children and great for reading around a fire on a cold winter night!

    We have to thank C. J. Tibbits for collecting and translating these tales. In the main he drew them from previous collations by Thiele, Hylten-Cavallius, Stephens, and of course, Asbjörnsen, Moe, and, not forgetting, the Prose Edda. Scandinavian Folklore is well to the front. Its treasures are many, and of much value. One may be almost sorry to find among them the originals of many of our English tales.

    Herein you will find 28 old legends and tales drawn from across Scandinavia - Denmark, Norway, Sweden and Finland. Some will be familiar but most, less so. These may even seem to be a refreshing new find for, you, the reader. Even if you haven’t read some of these stories, you can rest assured that all will entertain. You can also be sure the general lesson these stories convey is the sure punishment of vice and the reward of virtue; some way or another the villain always meets with his just deserts – just as Fairy Tales are meant to be.

    In this volume you will find Northern Stories like:
    The Wonderful Plough.
    How A Lad Stole The Giant's Treasure.
    Tales Of Cats.
    The Magician's Daughter
    The Hill-Man Invited To The Christening.
    The Meal Of Frothi.
    The Lost Bell.
    Maiden Swanwhite And Maiden Foxtail.
    Tales Of Treasure.
    Holger Danske.
    Tales From The Prose Edda
    The Strange Builder.
    Thor's Journey To The Land Of Giants.
    The Death Of Baldur.
    The Punishment Of Loki.
    Origin Of Tiis Lake.
    There Are Such Women.
    Tales Of The Nisses.
    The Dwarfs' Banquet.
    The Icelandic Sorceresses.
    The Three Dogs.
    The Legend Of Thorgunna.
    The Little Glass Shoe.
    How Loki Wagered His Head.
    The Adventures Of John Dietrich.
    How Thorston Became Rich.
    Gudbrand.
    The Dwarf-Sword Tirfing
    - plus many, many more

    So, after you have downloaded this unique volume, find a comfy chair, sit back with your reader and a steaming hot beverage and be prepared to be entertained for hours.
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    KEYWORDS: folklore, fairy tales, folklore, myths, legends, children’s stories, children’s stories, bygone era, fairydom, fairy land, classic stories, children’s bedtime stories, fables, cultural, setting, Scandinavia, Denmark, Norway, Sweden, Finland, Wonderful, Plough, Steal, Giant's Treasure, Cats, Magician's Daughter, Hill-Man, Invitation, Christening, Meal, Frothi, Lost Bell, Maiden Swanwhite, Foxtail, Treasure, Holger Danske, Prose Edda, Strange Builder, Thor's Journey, Land Of Giants, Death, Baldur, Punishment, Loki, Origin, Tiis Lake, Such Women, Nisses, Dwarfs, Banquet, Icelandic, Sorceress, Three Dogs, Thorgunna, Little Glass Shoe, Wager, Head, Adventures, John Dietrich, Thorston, Rich, Gudbrand, Dwarf-Sword, Tirfing
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAbela Publishing
    Release dateMar 26, 2018
    ISBN9788827594711
    FOLK-LORE AND LEGENDS OF SCANDINAVIA - 28 Northern Myths and Legends

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      FOLK-LORE AND LEGENDS OF SCANDINAVIA - 28 Northern Myths and Legends - Anon E. Mouse

      Folk-Lore and Legends

      of

      Scandinavia

      Retold by

      Charles John Tibbits

      Originally Published by

      W. W. Gibbings, London

      [1890]

      Resurrected by

      Abela Publishing, London

      [2018]

      Folk-Lore And Legends Of Scandinavia

      Typographical arrangement of this edition

      © Abela Publishing 2018

      This book may not be reproduced in its current format in any manner in any media, or transmitted by any means whatsoever, electronic, electrostatic, magnetic tape, or mechanical ( including photocopy, file or video recording, internet web sites, blogs, wikis, or any other information storage and retrieval system)

      except as permitted by law without the prior written permission of the publisher.

      Abela Publishing

      London

      United Kingdom

      [2018]

      ISBN-: 978-X-XXXXXX-XX-X

      Email:

      [email protected]

      Website:

      AbelaPublishing

      Thor's Journey To The Land Of Giants

      Prefatory Note

      Thanks to Thiele, to Hylten-Cavallius and Stephens, and to Asbjörnsen and Moe, Scandinavian Folklore is well to the front. Its treasures are many, and of much value. One may be almost sorry to find among them the originals of many of our English tales. Are we indebted to the folk of other nations for all our folk-tales? It would almost seem so.

      I have introduced into the present volume only one or two stories from the Prose Edda. Space would not allow me to give so much of the Edda as I could have wished.

      In selecting and translating the matter for this volume, I have endeavoured to make the book such as would afford its readers a fair general view of the main features of the Folklore of the North.

      C.J.T.

      Contents

      Prefatory Note.

      Contents

      The Wonderful Plough.

      How A Lad Stole The Giant's Treasure.

      Tales Of Cats.

      The Magician's Daughter

      The Hill-Man Invited To The Christening.

      The Meal Of Frothi.

      The Lost Bell.

      Maiden Swanwhite And Maiden Foxtail.

      Tales Of Treasure.

      Holger Danske.

      Tales From The Prose Edda

      The Strange Builder.

      Thor's Journey To The Land Of Giants.

      The Death Of Baldur.

      The Punishment Of Loki.

      Origin Of Tiis Lake.

      There Are Such Women.

      Tales Of The Nisses.

      The Dwarfs' Banquet.

      The Icelandic Sorceresses.

      The Three Dogs.

      The Legend Of Thorgunna.

      The Little Glass Shoe.

      How Loki Wagered His Head.

      The Adventures Of John Dietrich.

      How Thorston Became Rich.

      Gudbrand.

      The Dwarf-Sword Tirfing.

      The Wonderful Plough

      There was once a farmer who was master of one of the little black dwarfs that are the blacksmiths and armourers, and he got him in a very curious way. On the road leading to this farmer's ground there stood a stone cross, and every morning as he went to his work he used to stop and kneel down before this cross, and pray for some minutes.

      On one of these occasions he noticed on the cross a pretty, bright insect, of such a brilliant hue that he could not recollect having ever before seen the like in an insect. He wondered greatly at this, but still he did not disturb it. The insect did not remain long quiet, but ran without ceasing backwards and forwards upon the cross, as if it was in pain and wanted to get away.

      Next morning the farmer again saw the very same insect, and again it was running to and fro in the same state of uneasiness. The farmer began now to have some suspicions about it, and thought to himself—

      Would this now be one of the little black enchanters? It runs about just like one that has an evil conscience, as one that would, but cannot, get away.

      A variety of thoughts and conjectures passed through his mind, and he remembered what he had often heard from his father and other old people, that when any of the underground people chance to touch anything holy they are held fast and cannot quit the spot, and so they are extremely careful to avoid all such things.

      But, thought he, you may even be something else, and I should, perhaps, be committing a sin in taking the little insect away.

      So he let it stay where it was.

      When, however, he twice again found it in the same place, and still running about with the same signs of uneasiness, he said—

      No, it is not all right with it, so now, in the name of God.

      He made a grasp at the insect, which resisted and clung fast to the stone; but he held it tight, and tore it away by main force, and lo! then he found he had, by the top of the head, a little ugly black chap, about six inches long, screeching and kicking at a furious rate.

      The farmer was greatly astounded at this sudden transformation. Still he held his prize fast, and kept calling to him, while he administered to him a few smart slaps—

      Be quiet, be quiet, my little man! If crying was to do the business, we might look for heroes in swaddling-clothes. We'll just take you with us a bit, and see what you are good for.

      The little fellow trembled and shook in every limb, and then began to whimper most piteously, and begged of the farmer to let him go.

      No, my lad, replied the farmer, I will not let you go till you tell me who you are, and how you came here, and what trade you know that enables you to earn your bread in the world.

      At this the little man grinned and shook his head, but said not a word in reply, only begging and praying the more to get loose. The farmer thought he must now entreat him if he would coax any information out of him. But it was all to no purpose. He then adopted the contrary method, and whipped and slashed him, but just to as little effect. The little black thing remained as dumb as the grave, for this species is the most malicious and obstinate of all the underground folk.

      The farmer now got angry, and said—

      Do but be quiet, my child. I should be a fool to put myself into a passion with such a little brat. Never fear, I shall soon make you tame enough.

      So saying, he ran home with him, and clapped him into a black sooty iron pot, and put the iron lid upon it, and laid on the top of the lid a great heavy stone. Then he set the pot in a dark, cold room, and as he was going out, said to him—

      Stay there, now, and freeze till you are black! I'll engage that at last you will answer me civilly.

      Twice a week the farmer went regularly into the room and asked his little black captive if he would answer him now, but the little one still obstinately persisted in his silence. The farmer had, without success, pursued this course for six weeks, at the end of which time his prisoner at last gave up. One day, as the farmer was opening the room door, of his own accord he asked him to come and take him out of his dirty, gloomy dungeon, promising that he would now cheerfully do all that was wanted of him.

      The farmer first ordered him to tell him his history. The black one replied—

      My dear friend, you know it just as well as I do, or else you never would have had me here. You see I happened by chance to come too near the cross, a thing we little people may not do, and then I was held fast, and obliged instantly to let my body become visible. In order that people might not recognise me, I turned myself into an insect. But you found me out. When we get fastened to holy or consecrated things we can never get away from them unless a man takes us off. That, however, does not happen without plague and annoyance to us; though, indeed, to say the truth, the staying fastened there is not over pleasant. So I struggled against you too, for we have a natural aversion to let ourselves be taken in a man's hand.

      Ho, ho! is that the tune with you? cried the farmer. You have a natural aversion have you? Believe me, my sooty friend, I have just the same for you, and so you shall be away without a moment's delay, and we will lose no time in making our bargain with each other. But you must first make me some present.

      What you will you have only to ask, said the little one, silver and gold, and precious stones, and costly furniture—all shall be thine in less than an instant.

      Silver and gold, and precious stones, and all such glittering fine things, will I none, said the farmer. They have turned the heart and broken the neck of many a one before now, and few are they whose lives they make happy. I know that you are handy smiths, and have many a strange thing with you that other smiths know nothing about. So, come now, swear to me that you will make me an iron plough, such that the smallest foal may be able to draw it without being tired, and then run off with you as fast as your legs will carry you. So the black swore, and then the farmer cried out—

      Now, in the name of God. There you are at liberty, and the little one vanished like lightning.

      Next morning, before the sun was up, there stood in the farmer's yard a new iron plough, and he yoked his dog, Water, to it; and though it was of the size of an ordinary plough, Water drew it with ease through the heaviest clayland, and it tore up prodigious furrows. The farmer used this plough for many years, and the smallest foal or the leanest little horse could draw it through the ground, to the amazement of everyone who beheld it, without turning a single hair.

      This plough made a rich man of the farmer, for it cost him no horse-flesh, and he led a cheerful and contented life by means of it.

      Hereby we may see that moderation holds out the longest, and that it is not good to covet too much.

      How a Lad Stole the Giant's Treasure

      Once upon a time there lived a peasant who had three sons. The two elder ones used to go with him to the field and to the forest, and helped him in his work, but the youngest remained at home with his mother, to help her in the house. His brothers despised him for doing this, and whenever they had a chance they used him badly.

      At length the father and mother died, and the sons divided the property among them. As might have been looked for, the elder brothers took all that was of any value for themselves, leaving nothing to the youngest but an old cracked kneading-trough, which neither of them thought worth the having.

      The old trough, said one of the brothers, will do very well for our young brother, for he is always baking and scrubbing.

      The boy thought this, as was only natural, a poor thing to inherit, but he could do nothing, and he now recognised that it would be no use his remaining at home, so he wished his brothers good-bye, and went off to seek his fortune. On coming to the side of a lake he made his trough water-tight with oakum, and converted it into a little boat. Then he found two sticks, and using these as oars rowed away.

      When he had crossed the water, he saw a large palace, and entering it, he asked to speak with the king. The king questioned him respecting his family and the purpose of his visit.

      I, said the boy, am the son of a poor peasant, and all I have in the world is an old kneading-trough. I have come here to seek work.

      The king laughed when he heard this.

      Indeed, said he, you have not inherited much, but fortune works many a change.

      He took the lad to be one of his servants, and he became a favourite for his courage and honesty.

      Now the king who owned this palace had an only daughter, who was so beautiful and so clever that she was talked of all through the kingdom, and many came from the east and from the west to ask her hand in marriage. The princess, however, rejected them all, saying that none should have her for his wife unless he brought her for a wedding-present four valuable things belonging to a giant who lived on the other side of the lake. These four treasures were a gold sword, three gold hens, a gold lantern, and a gold harp.

      Many king's sons and many good warriors tried to win these treasures, but none of them came back, for the giant caught them all and eat them. The king was very sorrowful, for he feared that at this rate his daughter would never get a husband, and so he would not have a son-in-law to whom to leave his kingdom.

      The boy when he heard of this thought that it might be well worth his while to try to win the king's beautiful daughter. So he went to the king one day, and told him what he meant to do. When the king heard him, he got angry, and said—

      Do you think that you, who are only a servant, can do what great warriors have failed in?

      The boy, however, was not to be dissuaded, and begged him so to let him go that at last the king grew calmer and gave him his permission. But, said he, you will lose your life, and I shall be sorry to miss you.

      With that they parted.

      The boy went down to the shore of the lake, and, having found his trough, he looked it over very closely. Then he got into it and rowed across the lake, and coming to the giant's dwelling he hid himself, and stayed the night there.

      Very early in the morning, before it was light, the giant went to his barn, and began to thrash, making such a noise that the mountains all around echoed again. When the boy heard this he collected some stones and put them in his pouch. Then he climbed up on to the roof of the barn and made a little hole so that he could look in. Now the giant had by his side his golden sword, which had the strange property that it clanked whenever the giant was angry. While the giant was busy thrashing at full speed, the boy threw a little stone which hit the sword, and caused

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