THE ELFIN HILL故事

THE ELFIN HILL故事

A FEW large lizards were running nimbly about in the

clefts of an old tree; they could understand one another very

well, for they spoke the lizard language.

"What a buzzing and a rumbling there is in the elfin

hill," said one of the lizards; "I have not been able to close

my eyes for two nights on account of the noise; I might just

as well have had the toothache, for that always keeps me

awake."

"There is something going on within there," said the other

lizard; "they propped up the top of the hill with four red

posts, till cock-crow this morning, so that it is thoroughly

aired, and the elfin girls have learnt new dances; there is

something."

"I spoke about it to an earth-worm of my acquaintance,"

said a third lizard; "the earth-worm had just come from the

elfin hill, where he has been groping about in the earth day

and night. He has heard a great deal; although he cannot see,

poor miserable creature, yet he understands very well how to

wriggle and lurk about. They expect friends in the elfin hill,

grand company, too; but who they are the earth-worm would not

say, or, perhaps, he really did not know. All the

will-o'-the-wisps are ordered to be there to hold a torch

dance, as it is called. The silver and gold which is plentiful

in the hill will be polished and placed out in the moonlight."

"Who can the strangers be?" asked the lizards; "what can

the matter be? Hark, what a buzzing and humming there is!"

Just at this moment the elfin hill opened, and an old

elfin maiden, hollow behind, came tripping out; she was the

old elf king's housekeeper, and a distant relative of the

family; therefore she wore an amber heart on the middle of her

forehead. Her feet moved very fast, "trip, trip;" good

gracious, how she could trip right down to the sea to the

night-raven.

"You are invited to the elf hill for this evening," said

she; "but will you do me a great favor and undertake the

invitations? you ought to do something, for you have no

housekeeping to attend to as I have. We are going to have some

very grand people, conjurors, who have always something to

say; and therefore the old elf king wishes to make a great

display."

"Who is to be invited?" asked the raven.

"All the world may come to the great ball, even human

beings, if they can only talk in their sleep, or do something

after our fashion. But for the feast the company must be

carefully selected; we can only admit persons of high rank; I

have had a dispute myself with the elf king, as he thought we

could not admit ghosts. The merman and his daughter must be

invited first, although it may not be agreeable to them to

remain so long on dry land, but they shall have a wet stone to

sit on, or perhaps something better; so I think they will not

refuse this time. We must have all the old demons of the first

class, with tails, and the hobgoblins and imps; and then I

think we ought not to leave out the death-horse, or the

grave-pig, or even the church dwarf, although they do belong

to the clergy, and are not reckoned among our people; but that

is merely their office, they are nearly related to us, and

visit us very frequently."

"Croak," said the night-raven as he flew away with the

invitations.

The elfin maidens we're already dancing on the elf hill,

and they danced in shawls woven from moonshine and mist, which

look very pretty to those who like such things. The large hall

within the elf hill was splendidly decorated; the floor had

been washed with moonshine, and the walls had been rubbed with

magic ointment, so that they glowed like tulip-leaves in the

bsp; light. In the kitchen were frogs roasting on the spit, and

dishes preparing of snail skins, with children's fingers in

them, salad of mushroom seed, hemlock, noses and marrow of

mice, beer from the marsh woman's brewery, and sparkling

salt-petre wine from the grave cellars. These were all

substantial food. Rusty nails and church-window glass formed

the dessert. The old elf king had his gold crown polished up

with powdered slate-pencil; it was like that used by the first

form, and very difficult for an elf king to obtain. In the

bedrooms, curtains were hung up and fastened with the slime of

snails; there was, indeed, a buzzing and humming everywhere.

"Now we must fumigate the place with burnt horse-hair and

pig's bristles, and then I think I shall have done my part,"

said the elf man-servant.

"Father, dear," said the youngest daughter, "may I now

hear who our high-born visitors are?"

"Well, I suppose I must tell you now," he replied; "two of

my daughters must prepare themselves to be married, for the

marriages certainly will take place. The old goblin from

Norway, who lives in the ancient Dovre mountains, and who

possesses many castles built of rock and freestone, besides a

gold mine, which is better than all, so it is thought, is

coming with his two sons, who are both seeking a wife. The old

goblin is a true-hearted, honest, old Norwegian graybeard;

cheerful and straightforward. I knew him formerly, when we

used to drink together to our good fellowship: he came here

once to fetch his wife, she is dead now. She was the daughter

of the king of the chalk-hills at Moen. They say he took his

wife from chalk; I shall be delighted to see him again. It is

said that the boys are ill-bred, forward lads, but perhaps

that is not quite correct, and they will become better as they

grow older. Let me see that you know how to teach them good

manners."

"And when are they coming?" asked the daughter.

"That depends upon wind and weather," said the elf king;

"they travel economically. They will come when there is the

chance of a ship. I wanted them to come over to Sweden, but

the old man was not inclined to take my advice. He does not go

forward with the times, and that I do not like."

Two will-o'-the-wisps came jumping in, one quicker than

the other, so of course, one arrived first. "They are coming!

they are coming!" he cried.

"Give me my crown," said the elf king, "and let me stand

in the moonshine."

The daughters drew on their shawls and bowed down to the

ground. There stood the old goblin from the Dovre mountains,

with his crown of hardened ice and polished fir-cones. Besides

this, he wore a bear-skin, and great, warm boots, while his

sons went with their throats bare and wore no braces, for they

were strong men.

"Is that a hill?" said the youngest of the boys, pointing

to the elf hill, "we should call it a hole in Norway."

"Boys," said the old man, "a hole goes in, and a hill

stands out; have you no eyes in your heads?"

Another thing they wondered at was, that they were able

without trouble to understand the language.

"Take care," said the old man, "or people will think you

have not been well brought up."

Then they entered the elfin hill, where the select and

grand company were assembled, and so quickly had they appeared

that they seemed to have been blown together. But for each

guest the neatest and pleasantest arrangement had been made.

The sea folks sat at table in great water-tubs, and they said

it was just like being at home. All behaved themselves

properly excepting the two young northern goblins; they put

their legs on the table and thought they were all right.

"Feet off the table-cloth!" said the old goblin. They

obeyed, but not immediately. Then they tickled the ladies who

waited at table, with the fir-cones, which they carried in

their pockets. They took off their boots, that they might be

more at ease, and gave them to the ladies to hold. But their

father, the old goblin, was very different; he talked

pleasantly about the stately Norwegian rocks, and told fine

tales of the waterfalls which dashed over them with a

clattering noise like thunder or the sound of an organ,

spreading their white foam on every side. He told of the

salmon that leaps in the rushing waters, while the water-god

plays on his golden harp. He spoke of the bright winter

nights, when the sledge bells are ringing, and the boys run

with burning torches across the smooth ice, which is so

transparent that they can see the fishes dart forward beneath

their feet. He described everything so clearly, that those who

listened could see it all; they could see the saw-mills going,

the men-servants and the maidens singing songs, and dancing a

rattling dance,- when all at once the old goblin gave the old

elfin maiden a kiss, such a tremendous kiss, and yet they were

almost strangers to each other.

Then the elfin girls had to dance, first in the usual way,

and then with stamping feet, which they performed very well;

then followed the artistic and solo dance. Dear me, how they

did throw their legs about! No one could tell where the dance

begun, or where it ended, nor indeed which were legs and which

were arms, for they were all flying about together, like the

shavings in a saw-pit! And then they spun round so quickly

that the death-horse and the grave-pig became sick and giddy,

and were obliged to leave the table.

"Stop!" cried the old goblin," is that the only

house-keeping they can perform? Can they do anything more than

dance and throw about their legs, and make a whirlwind?"

"You shall soon see what they can do," said the elf king.

And then he called his youngest daughter to him. She was

slender and fair as moonlight, and the most graceful of all

the sisters. She took a white chip in her mouth, and vanished

instantly; this was her accomplishment. But the old goblin

said he should not like his wife to have such an

accomplishment, and thought his boys would have the same

objection. Another daughter could make a figure like herself

follow her, as if she had a shadow, which none of the goblin

folk ever had. The third was of quite a different sort; she

had learnt in the brew-house of the moor witch how to lard

elfin puddings with glow-worms.

"She will make a good housewife," said the old goblin, and

then saluted her with his eyes instead of drinking her health;

for he did not drink much.

Now came the fourth daughter, with a large harp to play

upon; and when she struck the first chord, every one lifted up

the left leg (for the goblins are left-legged), and at the

second chord they found they must all do just what she wanted.

"That is a dangerous woman," said the old goblin; and the

two sons walked out of the hill; they had had enough of it.

"And what can the next daughter do?" asked the old goblin.

"I have learnt everything that is Norwegian," said she;

"and I will never marry, unless I can go to Norway."

Then her youngest sister whispered to the old goblin,

"That is only because she has heard, in a Norwegian song, that

when the world shall decay, the cliffs of Norway will remain

standing like monuments; and she wants to get there, that she

may be safe; for she is so afraid of sinking."

"Ho! ho!"said the old goblin, "is that what she means?

Well, what can the seventh and last do?"

"The sixth comes before the seventh," said the elf king,

for he could reckon; but the sixth would not come forward.

"I can only tell people the truth," said she. "No one

cares for me, nor troubles himself about me; and I have enough

to do to sew my grave clothes."

So the seventh and last came; and what could she do? Why,

she could tell stories, as many as you liked, on any subject.

"Here are my five fingers," said the old goblin; "now tell

me a story for each of them."

So she took him by the wrist, and he laughed till he

nearly choked; and when she came to the fourth finger, there

was a gold ring on it, as if it knew there was to be a

betrothal. Then the old goblin said, "Hold fast what you have:

this hand is yours; for I will have you for a wife myself."

Then the elfin girl said that the stories about the

ring-finger and little Peter Playman had not yet been told.

"We will hear them in the winter," said the old goblin,

"and also about the fir and the birch-trees, and the ghost

stories, and of the tingling frost. You shall tell your tales,

for no one over there can do it so well; and we will sit in

the stone rooms, where the pine logs are burning, and drink

mead out of the golden drinking-horn of the old Norwegian

kings. The water-god has given me two; and when we sit there,

Nix comes to pay us a visit, and will sing you all the songs

of the mountain shepherdesses. How merry we shall be! The

salmon will be leaping in the waterfalls, and dashing against

the stone walls, but he will not be able to come in. It is

indeed very pleasant to live in old Norway. But where are the

lads?"

Where indeed were they? Why, running about the fields, and

blowing out the will-o'-the-wisps, who so good-naturedly came

and brought their torches.

"What tricks have you been playing?" said the old goblin.

"I have taken a mother for you, and now you may take one of

your aunts."

But the youngsters said they would rather make a speech

and drink to their good fellowship; they had no wish to marry.

Then they made speeches and drank toasts, and tipped their

glasses, to show that they were empty. Then they took off

their coats, and lay down on the table to sleep; for they made

themselves quite at home. But the old goblin danced about the

room with his young bride, and exchanged boots with her, which

is more fashionable than exchanging rings.

"The cock is crowing," said the old elfin maiden who acted

as housekeeper; now we must close the shutters, that the sun

may not scorch us."

Then the hill closed up. But the lizards continued to run

up and down the riven tree; and one said to the other, "Oh,

how much I was pleased with the old goblin!"

"The boys pleased me better," said the earth-worm. But

then the poor miserable creature could not see.

THE END