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1Long, long ago, some two thousand years or so, there lived a rich man with a good and beautiful wife. They loved each
2other dearly, but sorrowed much that they had no children. So greatly did they desire to have one, that the wife prayed
3for it day and night, but still they remained childless. In front of the house there was a court, in which grew a
4juniper-tree. One winter's day the wife stood under the tree to peel some apples, and as she was peeling them, she cut
5her finger, and the blood fell on the snow. 'Ah,' sighed the woman heavily, 'if I had but a child, as red as blood and
6as white as snow,' and as she spoke the words, her heart grew light within her, and it seemed to her that her wish was
7granted, and she returned to the house feeling glad and comforted. A month passed, and the snow had all disappeared;
8then another month went by, and all the earth was green. So the months followed one another, and first the trees budded
9in the woods, and soon the green branches grew thickly intertwined, and then the blossoms began to fall. Once again the
10wife stood under the juniper-tree, and it was so full of sweet scent that her heart leaped for joy, and she was so
11overcome with her happiness, that she fell on her knees. Presently the fruit became round and firm, and she was glad and
12at peace; but when they were fully ripe she picked the berries and ate eagerly of them, and then she grew sad and ill. A
13little while later she called her husband, and said to him, weeping. 'If I die, bury me under the juniper-tree.' Then
14she felt comforted and happy again, and before another month had passed she had a little child, and when she saw that it
15was as white as snow and as red as blood, her joy was so great that she died. Her husband buried her under the
16juniper-tree, and wept bitterly for her. By degrees, however, his sorrow grew less, and although at times he still
17grieved over his loss, he was able to go about as usual, and later on he married again. He now had a little daughter
18born to him; the child of his first wife was a boy, who was as red as blood and as white as snow. The mother loved her
19daughter very much, and when she looked at her and then looked at the boy, it pierced her heart to think that he would
20always stand in the way of her own child, and she was continually thinking how she could get the whole of the property
21for her. This evil thought took possession of her more and more, and made her behave very unkindly to the boy. She drove
22him from place to place with cuffings and buffetings, so that the poor child went about in fear, and had no peace from
23the time he left school to the time he went back. One day the little daughter came running to her mother in the
24store-room, and said, 'Mother, give me an apple.' 'Yes, my child,' said the wife, and she gave her a beautiful apple out
25of the chest; the chest had a very heavy lid and a large iron lock. 'Mother,' said the little daughter again, 'may not
26brother have one too?' The mother was angry at this, but she answered, 'Yes, when he comes out of school.' Just then she
27looked out of the window and saw him coming, and it seemed as if an evil spirit entered into her, for she snatched the
28apple out of her little daughter's hand, and said, 'You shall not have one before your brother.' She threw the apple
29into the chest and shut it to. The little boy now came in, and the evil spirit in the wife made her say kindly to him,
30'My son, will you have an apple?' but she gave him a wicked look. 'Mother,' said the boy, 'how dreadful you look! Yes,
31give me an apple.' The thought came to her that she would kill him. 'Come with me,' she said, and she lifted up the lid
32of the chest; 'take one out for yourself.' And as he bent over to do so, the evil spirit urged her, and crash! down went
33the lid, and off went the little boy's head. Then she was overwhelmed with fear at the thought of what she had done. 'If
34only I can prevent anyone knowing that I did it,' she thought. So she went upstairs to her room, and took a white
35handkerchief out of her top drawer; then she set the boy's head again on his shoulders, and bound it with the
36handkerchief so that nothing could be seen, and placed him on a chair by the door with an apple in his hand. Soon after
37this, little Marleen came up to her mother who was stirring a pot of boiling water over the fire, and said, 'Mother,
38brother is sitting by the door with an apple in his hand, and he looks so pale; and when I asked him to give me the
39apple, he did not answer, and that frightened me.' 'Go to him again,' said her mother, 'and if he does not answer, give
40him a box on the ear.' So little Marleen went, and said, 'Brother, give me that apple,' but he did not say a word; then
41she gave him a box on the ear, and his head rolled off. She was so terrified at this, that she ran crying and screaming
42to her mother. 'Oh!' she said, 'I have knocked off brother's head,' and then she wept and wept, and nothing would stop
43her. 'What have you done!' said her mother, 'but no one must know about it, so you must keep silence; what is done can't
44be undone; we will make him into puddings.' And she took the little boy and cut him up, made him into puddings, and put
45him in the pot. But Marleen stood looking on, and wept and wept, and her tears fell into the pot, so that there was no
46need of salt. Presently the father came home and sat down to his dinner; he asked, 'Where is my son?' The mother said
47nothing, but gave him a large dish of black pudding, and Marleen still wept without ceasing. The father again asked,
48'Where is my son?' 'Oh,' answered the wife, 'he is gone into the country to his mother's great uncle; he is going to
49stay there some time.' 'What has he gone there for, and he never even said goodbye to me!' 'Well, he likes being there,
50and he told me he should be away quite six weeks; he is well looked after there.' 'I feel very unhappy about it,' said
51the husband, 'in case it should not be all right, and he ought to have said goodbye to me.' With this he went on with
52his dinner, and said, 'Little Marleen, why do you weep? Brother will soon be back.' Then he asked his wife for more
53pudding, and as he ate, he threw the bones under the table. Little Marleen went upstairs and took her best silk
54handkerchief out of her bottom drawer, and in it she wrapped all the bones from under the table and carried them
55outside, and all the time she did nothing but weep. Then she laid them in the green grass under the juniper-tree, and
56she had no sooner done so, then all her sadness seemed to leave her, and she wept no more. And now the juniper-tree
57began to move, and the branches waved backwards and forwards, first away from one another, and then together again, as
58it might be someone clapping their hands for joy. After this a mist came round the tree, and in the midst of it there
59was a burning as of fire, and out of the fire there flew a beautiful bird, that rose high into the air, singing
60magnificently, and when it could no more be seen, the juniper-tree stood there as before, and the silk handkerchief and
61the bones were gone. Little Marleen now felt as lighthearted and happy as if her brother were still alive, and she went
62back to the house and sat down cheerfully to the table and ate. The bird flew away and alighted on the house of a
63goldsmith and began to sing: 'My mother killed her little son; My father grieved when I was gone; My sister loved me
64best of all; She laid her kerchief over me, And took my bones that they might lie Underneath the juniper-tree Kywitt,
65Kywitt, what a beautiful bird am I!'
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