Rumpty-Dudget's Tower: A Fairy Tale

<h2 class='c012'><abbr title='3'>III</abbr><br/> <br/>THE WAYS OF THE WIND</h2> <p class='drop-capa0_25_0_6 c018'>ALTHOUGH the Princess Hilda and her two little brothers were no longer the best children in the world, they were pretty good children as the world goes, and got along tolerably well together on the whole. But whenever the wind blew from the north, where Rumpty-Dudget’s tower stood, Princess Hilda ordered her brothers about, and tried to make them do what she pleased, whether they liked it or not; and Prince Frank wanted some of the good and pretty things that belonged to his brother and sister, in addition to what were already his; and Prince Henry would not do what he was told to do, and would do what he was told not to do. And then, too, the spot on Princess Hilda’s forehead, and on Prince Frank’s nose, and on Prince Henry’s chin, became blacker and blacker, and <span class="pagenum" id='Page_22'>22</span>hotter and hotter, until at last the children were ready to cry from pain and vexation. But as soon as the wind blew from the south, where Fairy Land was, the spots began to grow dim, and the heat to lessen, until at last the children hardly felt or noticed them any more. Yet they never disappeared altogether; and neither the cat nor the fairy aunt could do anything to drive them away. But the cat used to warn Princess Hilda and her two brothers that unless they could make the wind blow always from the south, the thousand and first corner in Rumpty-Dudget’s tower would be filled at last. And when, at night, their fairy aunt flew in through the round window and sat on their bedside, and whispered stories about Fairy Land into their ears, and they would ask her in their sleep to take them all three in her arms and carry them over the tops of the forest trees to her beautiful home far away on the other side, she would shake her head and say:</p> <p>“As long as those spots are on your faces, I cannot carry you to my home, for a part of each <span class="pagenum" id='Page_23'>23</span>of you belongs to Rumpty-Dudget, and he will hold on to it in spite of all I can do. But when Hilda becomes a horse, and Frank a stick of fire-wood, and Henry a violin, then Rumpty-Dudget will lose his power over you, and the spots will vanish, and I will take you all three in my arms, and fly with you over the tops of the trees to Fairy Land, where we will live happily forever after.”</p> <p>When the three children heard this, they were puzzled to know what to do; for how could a little princess become a horse, or two little princes a stick of fire-wood and a violin? But that their fairy aunt would not tell them.</p> <p>“It can only happen when the wind blows always from the south, as the cat told you,” said she.</p> <p>“But how can we make the wind blow always from the south?” asked they.</p> <p>At that, the fairy aunt touched each of them on the heart, and smiled, and shook her head; and no other answer would she give; so they were no wiser than before.</p> <p><span class="pagenum" id='Page_24'>24</span>Thus time went steadily on, to-morrow going before <SPAN name='TNto-day'></SPAN>to-day, and yesterday following behind, until a year was past, and Rumpty-Dudget’s birthday came round once more.</p> <p>“I must leave you alone to-morrow,” said the cat the day before, “from sunrise to sunset; but if you are careful to do as I tell you, all will be well. Do not go into the garden; do not touch the black ball that lies on the table in the nursery; and do not jump against the north wind.”</p> <p>Just as he finished saying these things, he sprang out of the room and disappeared.</p> <div class='pbb'> <hr class='pb c004' /></div> <p><span class="pagenum" id='Page_25'>25</span>​</p> <div class='sp4'> <div class='figcenter id004'> <ANTIMG src='images/chapter4.png' alt='' class='ig001' /></div> </div> <span class="pagenum" id='Page_27'>27</span> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />