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<h1><b>FAIRY TALES</b></h1>
<h2><b>Every Child Should Know</b></h2>
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<h2><SPAN name="INTRODUCTION_TO" id="INTRODUCTION_TO"></SPAN>INTRODUCTION</h2>
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<h4>TO</h4>
<h3>"FAIRIES EVERY CHILD SHOULD KNOW"</h3>
<p>The fairy tale is a poetic recording of the facts of life, an interpretation by
the imagination of its hard conditions, an effort to reconcile the spirit which loves
freedom and goodness and beauty with its harsh, bare and disappointing conditions. It
is, in its earliest form, a spontaneous and instinctive endeavor to shape the facts
of the world to meet the needs of the imagination, the cravings of the heart. It
involves a free, poetic dealing with realities in accordance with the law of mental
growth; it is the naïve activity of the young imagination of the race,
untrammelled by the necessity of rigid adherence to the fact.</p>
<p>The myths record the earliest attempt at an explanation of the world and its life;
the fairy tale records the free and joyful play of the imagination, opening doors
through hard conditions to the spirit, which craves power, freedom, happiness;
righting wrongs and redressing injuries; defeating base designs; rewarding patience
and virtue; crowning true love with happiness; placing the powers of darkness under
control of man and making their ministers his servants. In the fairy story, men are
not set entirely free from their limitations, but, by the aid of fairies, genii,
giants and demons, they are put in command of unusual powers and make themselves
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<p>The oldest fairy stories constitute a fascinating introduction to the book of
modern science, curiously predicting its discoveries, its uncovering of the resources
of the earth and air, its growing control of the tremendous forces which work in
earth and air. And it is significant that the recent progress of science is steadily
toward what our ancestors would have considered fairy land; for in all the imaginings
of the childhood of the race there was nothing more marvellous or more audaciously
improbable than the transmission of the accents and modulations of familiar voices
through long distances, and the power of communication across leagues of sea without
mechanical connections of any kind.</p>
<p>The faculty which created the fairy tale is the same faculty which, supplemented
by a broader observation and based on more accurate knowledge, has broadened the
range and activities of modern man, made the world accessible to him, enabled him to
live in one place but to speak and act in places thousands of miles distant, given
him command of colossal forces, and is fast making him rich on a scale which would
have seemed incredible to men of a half-century ago. There is nothing in any fairy
tale more marvellous and inherently improbable than many of the achievements of
scientific observation and invention, and we are only at the beginning of the wonders
that lie within the reach of the human spirit!</p>
<p>No one can understand the modern world without the aid of the imagination, and as
the frontiers of knowledge are pushed still further away from the obvious and
familiar, there will be an increasing tax on the imagination. The world of dead
matter which our fathers thought they understood has become a world of subtle forces
moving with inconceivable velocity; nothing is inert, all things are transformed into
other and more elusive shapes precisely as the makers of the fairy tales foresaw and
predicted; the world lives in every atom just as their world lived; forces lie just
outside the range of physical sight, but entirely within the range of spiritual
vision, precisely as the tellers of these old stories divined; mystery and wonder
enfold all things, and not only evoke the full play of the mind, but flood it with
intimations and suggestions of the presence of more elusive and subtle forces, of
finer and more obedient powers, as the world of fairies, magi and demons enfolded the
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<p>In a word, the fairy stories have come true; they are historical in the sense that
they faithfully report a stage of spiritual growth and predict a higher order of
realities through a deeper knowledge of actualities. They were poetic renderings of
facts which science is fast verifying, chiefly by the use of the same faculty which
enriched early literature with the myth and the fairy tale. The scientist has turned
poet in these later days, and the imagination which once expressed itself in a free
handling of facts so as to make them answer the needs and demands of the human
spirit, now expresses itself in that breadth of vision which reconstructs an extinct
animal from a bone and analyzes the light of a sun flaming on the outermost
boundaries of space.<!-- Page 7 --><SPAN name="Page_7" id="Page_7"></SPAN></p>
<p>This collection of tales, gathered from the rich literature of the childhood of
the world, or from the books of the few modern men who have found the key of that
wonderful world, is put forth not only without apology, but with the hope that it may
widen the demand for these charming reports of a world in which the truths of our
working world are loyally upheld, while its hard facts are quietly but
authoritatively dismissed from attention. The widest interpretation has been given to
the fairy tale, so as to include many of those classic romances of childhood in which
no fairy appears, but which are invested with the air and are permeated with the
glorious freedom of fairy land.</p>
<p>No sane man or woman undervalues the immense gains of the modern world in the
knowledge of facts and the application of ideas to things in order to secure comfort,
health, access to the treasure in the earth and on its surface, the means of
education and greater freedom from the tyranny of toil by the accumulation of the
fruits of toil; but no sane man or woman believes that a mechanical age is other than
a transitional age, that the possession of things is the final achievement of
society, and that in multiplication of conveniences civilization will reach its point
of culmination.</p>
<p>We are so engrossed in getting rich that we forget that by and by, when we have
become rich, we shall have to learn how to live; for work can never be an end in
itself; it is a "means of grace" when it is not drudgery; and it must, in the long
run, be a preparation for play. For play is not organized idleness, frivolity set in
a fanciful order; it is the normal, spontaneous exercise of physical activity, the
wholesome gayety of the mind, the natural expression of the spirit, without
self-consciousness, constraint, or the tyranny of hours and tasks. It is the highest
form of energy, because it is free and creative; a joy in itself, and therefore a joy
in the world. This is the explanation of the sense of freedom and elation which come
from a great work of art; it is the instinctive perception of the fact that while
immense toil lies behind the artist's skill, the soul of the creation came from
beyond the world of work and the making of it was a bit of play. The man of creative
spirit is often a tireless worker, but in his happiest hours he is at play; for all
work, when it rises into freedom and power, is play. "We work," wrote a Greek thinker
of the most creative people who have yet appeared, "in order that we may have
leisure." The note of that life was freedom; its activity was not "evoked by external
needs, but was free, spontaneous and delightful; an ordered energy which stimulates
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<p>Robert Louis Stevenson, who knew well how to touch work with the spirit and charm
of play, reports of certain evenings spent at a clubhouse near Brussels, that the men
who gathered there "were employed over the frivolous mercantile concerns of Belgium
during the day; but in the evening they found some hours for the serious concerns of
life." They gave their days to commerce, but their evenings were devoted to more
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<p>These words are written for those older people who have made the mistake of
straying away from childhood; children do not read introductions, because they know
that the valuable part of the book is to be found in the later pages. They read the
stories; their elders read the introduction as well. They both need the stuff of
imagination, of which myths, legends, and fairy tales are made. So much may be said
of these old stories that it is a serious question where to begin, and a still more
difficult question where to end. For these tales are the first outpourings of that
spring of imagination whence flow the most illuminating, inspiring, refreshing and
captivating thoughts and ideas about life. No philosophy is deeper than that which
underlies these stories; no psychology is more important than that which finds its
choicest illustration in them; no chapter in the history of thought is more
suggestive and engrossing than that which records their growth and divines their
meaning. Fairy tales and myths are so much akin that they are easily transformed and
exchange costumes without changing character; while the legend, which belongs to a
later period, often reflects the large meaning of the myth and the free fancy of the
fairy tale.</p>
<p>As a class, children not only possess the faculty of imagination, but are very
largely occupied with it during the most sensitive and formative years, and those who
lack it are brought under its spell by their fellows. They do not accurately
distinguish between the actual and the imaginary, and they live at ease in a world
out of which paths run in every direction into wonderland. They begin their education
when they begin to play; for play not only affords an outlet for their energy, and so
supplies one great means of growth and training, but places them in social relations
with their mates and in conscious contact with the world about them. The old games
that have been played by generations of children not only precede the training of the
school and supplement it, but accomplish some results in the nature of the child
which are beyond the reach of the school. When a crowd of boys are rushing across
country in "hounds and deer," they are giving lungs, heart and muscles the best
possible exercise; they are sharing certain rules of honor with one another,
expressed in that significant phrase, "fair play"; and they are giving rein to their
imaginations in the very name of their occupation. Body, spirit and imagination have
their part in every good game; for the interest of a game lies in its appeal to the
imagination, as in "hounds and deer," or in its stimulus to activity, as in "tag" and
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<p>There are few chapters in the biography of the childhood of men of genius more
significant than those which describe imaginary worlds which were, for a time, as
real as the actual world in which the boy lived. Goethe entertained and mystified his
playmates with accounts of a certain garden in which he wandered at will, but which
they could not find; and De Quincey created a kingdom, with all its complex relations
and varied activities, which he ruled with beneficence and affection until, in an
unlucky hour, he revealed his secret to his brother, who straightway usurped his
authority, and governed his subjects with such tyranny and cruelty that De Quincey
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<p>These elaborate and highly organized efforts of the young imagination, of which
boys and girls of unusual inventiveness are capable, are imitated on a smaller scale
by all normal children. They endow inanimate things with life, and play and suffer
with them as with their real playmates. The little girl not only talks with her
dolls, but weeps with and for them when disaster overtakes them. The boy faces foes
of his own making in the woods, or at lonely places in the road, who are quite as
real to him as the people with whom he lives. By common agreement a locality often
becomes a historic spot to a whole group of boys; enemies are met and overcome there;
grave perils are bravely faced; and the magic sometimes lingers long after the dream
has been dissolved in the dawning light of definite knowledge, Childhood is one long
day of discovery; first, to the unfolding spirit, there is revealed a wonderland
partly actual and partly created by the action of the mind; then follows the slow
awakening, when the growing boy or girl learns to distinguish between tact and fancy,
and to separate the real from the imaginary.</p>
<p>This process of learning to "see things as they are" is often regarded as the
substance of education, and to be able to distinguish sharply and accurately between
reality and vision, actual and imaginary image is accepted as the test of thorough
training of the intelligence. What really takes place is the readjustment of the work
of the faculties so as to secure harmonious action; and in the happy and sound
development of the nature the imagination does not give place to observation, but
deals with principles, forces and laws instead of with things. The loss of vision is
never compensated for by the gain of sight; to see a thing one must use his mind
quite as much as his eye. It too often happens, as the result of our educational
methods, that in training the observer we blight the poet; and the poet is, after
all, the most important person in society. He keeps the soul of his fellows alive.
Without him the modern world would become one vast, dreary, soul-destroying Coketown,
and man would sink to the level of Gradgrind. The practical man develops the
resources of the country, the man of vision discerns, formulates and directs its
spiritual policy and growth; the mechanic builds the house, but the architect creates
it; the artisan makes the tools, but the artist uses them; the observer sees and
records the fact, but the scientist discovers the law; the man of affairs manages the
practical concerns of the world from day to day, but the poet makes it spiritual,
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<p>The modern child passes through the same stages as did the children of four
thousand years ago. He, too, is a poet. He believes that the world about him throbs
with life and is peopled with all manner of strange, beautiful, powerful folk, who
live just outside the range of his sight; he, too, personifies light and heat and
storm and wind and cold as his remote ancestors did. He, too, lives in and through
his imagination; and if, in later life, he grows in power and becomes a creative man,
his achievements are the fruits of the free and vigorous life of his imagination. The
higher kinds of power, the higher opportunities of mind, the richer resources, the
springs of the deeper happiness, are open to him in the exact degree in which he is
able to use his imagination with individual freedom and intelligence. Formal
education makes small provision for this great need of his nature; it trains his eye,
his hand, his faculty of observation, his ability to reason, his capacity for
resolute action; but it takes little account of that higher faculty which,
cooperating with the other faculties, makes him an architect instead of a builder, an
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<p>The fairy tale belongs to the child and ought always to be within his reach, not
only because it is his special literary form and his nature craves it, but because it
is one of the most vital of the textbooks offered to him in the school of life. In
ultimate importance it outranks the arithmetic, the grammar, the geography, the
manuals of science; for without the aid of the imagination none of these books is
really comprehensible.</p>
<p><span class="tocright">HAMILTON WRIGHT MABIE,</span></p>
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<p><span style="margin-left: 1.5em;"><i>March</i>, 1905.</span></p>
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<h3>CONTENTS</h3>
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<SPAN href="#INTRODUCTION_TO">INTRODUCTION<span class="tocright">v</span><br/></SPAN><br/>
<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_I">ONE EYE, TWO EYES, THREE EYES<span class="tocright">1</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(Grimm's Fairy Tales)<br/>
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<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_II">THE MAGIC MIRROR<span class="tocright">11</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(Grimm's Fairy Tales)<br/>
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<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_III">THE ENCHANTED STAG<span class="tocright">26</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(Grimm's Fairy Tales)<br/>
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<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_IV">HANSEL AND GRETHEL<span class="tocright">35</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(Grimm's Fairy Tales)<br/>
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<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_V">THE STORY OF ALADDIN; OR, THE WONDERFUL LAMP<span class="tocright">48</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">("Arabian Nights' Entertainments")<br/>
</span></SPAN><br/>
<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_VI">THE HISTORY OF ALI BABA, AND OF THE FORTY ROBBERS KILLED BY
ONE SLAVE<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">("Arabian Nights' Entertainments")<span class="tocright">109</span><br/>
</span></SPAN><br/>
<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_VII">THE SECOND VOYAGE OF SINDBAD THE SAILOR<span class="tocright">140</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">("Arabian Nights' Entertainments")<br/>
</span></SPAN><br/>
<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_VIII">THE WHITE CAT<span class="tocright">147</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(From the tale by the Comtesse d'Aulnoy)<br/>
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<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_IX">THE GOLDEN GOOSE<span class="tocright">166</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(Grimm's Fairy Tales)<br/>
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<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_X">THE TWELVE BROTHERS<span class="tocright">173</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(Grimm's Fairy Tales)<br/>
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<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XI">THE FAIR ONE WITH THE GOLDEN LOCKS<span class="tocright">180</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(From the tale by the Comtesse d'Aulnoy)<br/>
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<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XII">TOM THUMB<span class="tocright">195</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(First written in prose in 1621 by Richard
Johnson)<br/>
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<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XIII">BLUE BEARD<span class="tocright">204</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(From the French tale by Charles Perrault)<br/>
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<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(From the French tale by Charles Perrault)<br/>
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<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XV">PUSS IN BOOTS<span class="tocright">222</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(From the French tale by Charles Perrault)<br/>
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<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XVI">THE SLEEPING BEAUTY IN THE WOOD<span class="tocright">229</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(From the French tale by Charles Perrault)<br/>
</span></SPAN><br/>
<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XVII">JACK AND THE BEAN-STALK<span class="tocright">236</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(Said to be an allegory of the Teutonic Al-fader,
The tale written in French</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">by Charles Perrault)</span><br/></SPAN><br/>
<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XVIII">JACK THE GIANT KILLER<span class="tocright">254</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(From the old British legend told by Geoffrey of
Monmouth, of Corineus the Trojan)</span><br/></SPAN><br/>
<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XIX">LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD<span class="tocright">273</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(From the French tale by Charles Perrault)<br/>
</span></SPAN><br/>
<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XX">THE THREE BEARS<span class="tocright">276</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(Robert Southey)<br/>
</span></SPAN><br/>
<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XXI">THE PRINCESS ON THE PEA<span class="tocright">279</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(From the tale by Hans Christian Andersen)<br/>
</span></SPAN><br/>
<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XXII">THE UGLY DUCKLING<span class="tocright">281</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(From the tale by Hans Christian Andersen)<br/>
</span></SPAN><br/>
<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XXIII">THE LIGHT PRINCESS<span class="tocright">294</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(George MacDonald)<br/>
</span></SPAN><br/>
<SPAN href="#CHAPTER_XXIV">BEAUTY AND THE BEAST<span class="tocright">352</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">(From the French tale by Madame Gabrielle de
Villeneuve)</span><br/></SPAN></p>
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