THE GREEN FOREST FAIRY BOOK - 11 Illustrated tales from long, long ago - Loretta Ellen Brady - E-Book

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Loretta Ellen Brady

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Herein are 11 tales taken from the time when the earth was young. In those days, indeed, the grown folk all loved wonder tales as well as children love them now and were not worse because of it. Sometimes these wonder tales were told by magic chairs or chests; sometimes by birds or beasts that were enchanted and had power of speech. It is from these wonder tales that these 11 stories have been selected. The stories in this volume are: I Dame Grumble and Her Curious Apple-Tree II A Tale of the Northland Kingdom III The Little Tree that Never Grew Up IV The Tale of Punchinello V The Strange Tale of the Brown Bear VI The Beggar Princess VII Sweep and Little Sweep VIII Kings and Queens and Peasant Folk IX The Goose Girl and the Blue Gander X The Little Brown Man XI A Tale for Halloween These tales are from long, long ago, when all the world was young and there were but few people dwelling on it, the strangest things would often come to pass. This was the time when fairyfolk still lived in the greenwoods and elves sang and danced in the soft summer dawns. Then trees could sing and flowers speak and birds would carry messages about the world; wild beasts were not always wild and ferocious and were often loyal friends to men and helped them in their difficulties. In these old days, most noble dukes and earls would fall in love with dairymaids whose gentle ways and manners charmed their hearts. Sometimes great kings grew weary of the splendor of their courts and left their thrones to live a simple life. Each princess had a fairy godmother who showered her with magic gifts. Wise men read the stars and seers would gaze in crystal bowls to tell the coming good or ill they saw. In those old days, the housewives left a bit of bread and cheese upon the pantry shelf each evening, that the brownie who was said to dwell in every kitchen might have a midnight feast. These brownies, 'twas said also, would make much mischief if they were not treated very well. In early dawns, when fields of flowers were a-sparkle with dew and sunlight, the milkmaids used to bathe their eyes and ears with dew that they might see the fairyfolk forever afterward and hear them sing at midnight in the surrounding glens. The farmers' boys would search among the hedges in hopes of meeting The Red Caps who were said to bring much luck. These Red Caps too were said to give a magic purse of gold to those they fancied,—a purse that was always brimful no matter what was spent from it. Witches still rode broomsticks through the skies and there were wishing wells and magic charms and spells. So, we invite you to curl up with this unique sliver of Fairy culture not seen in print for over a century; and immerse yourself in the tales and fables of yesteryear. **CHALLENGE: Every story is terminated with an illustrated tailpiece. In this book it is an illustration of mushrooms and plants. See if you can help young readers spot which illustration they have been taken from. 10% of the net sale will be donated to charities by the publisher. ---------------------------- TAGS: fairy tales, folklore, myths, legends, children’s stories, children’s stories, bygone era, fairydom, fairy land, classic stories, children’s bedtime stories, happy place, happiness, top of the morning, Princess, Dame Grumble, Curious Apple-Tree, Northland Kingdom, Little Tree, Never Grow Up, Punchinello, Strange Tale, Brown Bear, Beggar Princess, Sweep, Little Sweep, Kings, Queens, Peasant Folk, Goose Girl, Blue Gander, Little Brown Man, Halloween, when the world was young, long long ago, magic chairs, magic chest, speaking birds, beasts, enchanted, enchantments, power of speech

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THEGREEN FORESTFAIRY BOOK

By

Loretta Ellen Brady

With 8 full-page colour Illustrations ByAlice B Preston

Originally Published By

Little, Brown And Company, Boston

[1920]

Resurrected By

Abela Publishing, London

[2018]

The Green Forest Fairy Book

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

ISBN-: 978-x-xxxxxx-xx-x

email

[email protected]

Website

Abela Publishing

Dedication

To The Boys And GirlsOf Little Jim WardsSan Francisco Children's Hospital

In Loving Remembrance OfOur Twilight Story-HoursThis Book Is Dedicated

Contents

Illustrations

Prologue

I Dame Grumble and Her Curious Apple-Tree

II A Tale of the Northland Kingdom

III The Little Tree that Never Grew Up

IV The Tale of Punchinello

V The Strange Tale of the Brown Bear

VI The Beggar Princess

VII Sweep and Little Sweep

VIII Kings and Queens and Peasant Folk

IX The Goose Girl and the Blue Gander

X The Little Brown Man

XI A Tale for Halloween

Illustrations

Scan of 1920 Original Title page - Frontispiece

"And now, Yvonne, to set your mind at rest gaze into the pool at your feet"

"Oh, you wicked creature!" Dame Grumble would exclaim when he began to shake the Apple Tree

For many days these three companions journeyed on through soft white clouds

From this bag the Night Wind begged a dream for the Little Tree

"Look, look, dear Punchinello!" little Beppo cried. "I am no longer lame"

"Hide me, Little Sweep," cried Red Cap. "My brother is after me"

So at last, after much thought, the goose girl did as the blue gander bade

It was the gayest company one ever could imagine, as they marched along

The Green ForestFairy Book

And now, Yvonne, to set your mind at rest, gaze into the pool at your feet.

Prologue

Long, long ago, when all the world was young and there were but few people dwelling on it, the strangest things could often come to pass. Then fairyfolk still lived in the greenwoods and elves sang and danced in the soft summer dawns. Then trees could sing and flowers speak and birds would carry messages about the world; wild beasts were often loyal friends to men and helped them in their difficulties. In these old days, most noble dukes and earls would fall in love with dairymaids whose gentle ways and manners charmed their hearts. Sometimes great kings grew weary of the splendor of their courts and left their thrones to live as simple peasants. Each princess had a fairy godmother who showered her with magic gifts. Then wise men read the stars and seers would gaze in crystal bowls to tell the coming good or ill they saw.

In those old days, the housewives left a bit of bread and cheese upon the pantry shelf each evening, that the brownie who was said to dwell in every kitchen might have a midnight feast. These brownies, 'twas said also, would make much mischief if they were not treated very well. In early dawns, when fields of flowers were asparkle in the sun, the milkmaids used to bathe their eyes and ears with dew that they might see the fairyfolk forever afterward and hear them sing at midnight in the glen. The farmers' boys would search among the hedges in hopes of meeting The Red Caps who were said to bring much luck. These Red Caps too were said to give a magic purse of gold to those they fancied,—a purse that was always brimful no matter what was spent from it. The witches still rode broomsticks through the skies and there were wishing wells and magic charms and spells.

In those delightful days of which I tell, there were not scores and scores of books as there are now. Travelers journeying about the world told tales of the wonders that they saw and heard. It was not then thought strange that kings and queens or royal counselors and such wise folk should love to hear these wonder tales. In those dear days, indeed, the grown folk all loved wonder tales as well as children love them now and were not worse because of it. Sometimes these wonder tales were told by magic chairs or chests; sometimes by birds or beasts that were enchanted and had power of speech.

It has been related that in those olden days there was a lovely bird with plumage all of the purest gold and it was called The Golden Bird. The Golden Bird had a voice so rare and sweet that when it sang the nightingales stopped midway in their songs to listen. The Golden Bird likewise possessed the gift of speech and could tell wonder tales the like of which were never heard before or since. When it began to sing in any land, news that The Golden Bird had come spread swiftly everywhere. The king would then declare a holiday which lasted all the time The Golden Bird was in the land. The people hastened to the greenwood and there beneath the trees would listen while The Golden Bird told wonder tales and sang for their delight. And thus, The Golden Bird flew all about the world, to every land and clime, beloved by all folk everywhere.

But sad to tell, at last there came a time when The Golden Bird was seen no more. The folk of every land looked anxiously for its return and thought it stayed too long in other places. But years passed by and still The Golden Bird came not. Then travelers journeying about the world declared The Golden Bird was nowhere to be found and all the people mourned at these sad tidings. Some thought the lovely bird had perished at some greedy hunter's hand; others said the world had grown too wicked for The Golden Bird to dwell here any longer. However, what had happened to the lovely creature, no one ever knew.

But sadder still to tell is this: When The Golden Bird was seen to fly about the earth no more, the people did not hold its memory dear. As time passed on and it came not, they thought about it less and less and very few recalled the wonder tales The Golden Bird had told. Then as the world grew older and all folk began to doubt about the fairies and to scoff at wishing wells, The Golden Bird was quite forgot by all save one. This one, a little girl who tended flocks upon a mountain, gazed in the clouds at dawn each day in hopes to see The Golden Bird come soaring. Sometimes she wept because The Golden Bird came not. At last, to please the child, her aged grandame, who had heard The Golden Bird tell wonder tales when she had been a child, took pen and ink and wrote them down as she remembered them. She wrote, 't is said, a hundred tales or more but through the ages that have passed between they have been lost, until there are but eleven; these are the eleven that I have set down in The Green Forest Fairy Book.

Chapter IDame Grumble and Her Curious Apple Tree

I

Long, long ago, in a country quite close to the top of the earth, where the North Wind blew fiercely each spring, there lived a woman called Dame Grumble. Now Dame Grumble had an Apple Tree which she loved exceedingly, although it vexed her beyond all compare. It was a very fine large tree, and well shaped for shade, just the sort of tree that should have yielded a bushel or two of fruit each autumn; but it did not. Each year when the cuckoo flew over the earth, calling the trees and flowers to waken because spring was come again, the Apple Tree would be covered with clouds upon clouds of fragrant, pinky-white blossoms. Then Dame Grumble's heart would rejoice. But no sooner was the Apple Tree thus bedecked than the North Wind would blow furiously tearing off the blossoms and carrying them off in clouds. The curious part of it all was this: When a few of the blossoms chanced to fall to the ground, they made a chinking sound like that of small coins in children's banks. Then when these blossoms had withered, Dame Grumble would find nice, new shining pennies where they had lain. From this she supposed the Apple Tree would one day bear apples of gold.

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