{"id":12959,"date":"2024-02-18T02:11:10","date_gmt":"2024-02-18T02:11:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/?p=12959"},"modified":"2024-02-18T02:17:07","modified_gmt":"2024-02-18T02:17:07","slug":"rumpelstiltskin-by-jacob-grimm-and-wilhelm-grimm","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/rumpelstiltskin-by-jacob-grimm-and-wilhelm-grimm\/","title":{"rendered":"Rumpelstiltskin By Jacob Grimm and Wilhelm Grimm"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Rumpelstiltskin<\/h2>\n

Rumpelstiltskin<\/span><\/h2>\n

By Jacob Grimm and Wilhelm Grimm<\/p>\n

By the side of a wood, in a country a long way off, ran a fine stream of water; and upon the stream there stood a mill. The miller\u2019s house was close by, and the miller, you must know, had a very beautiful daughter. She was, moreover, very shrewd and clever; and the miller was so proud of her, that he one day told the king of the land, who used to come and hunt in the wood, that his daughter could spin gold out of straw. Now this king was very fond of money; and when he heard the miller\u2019s boast his greediness was raised, and he sent for the girl to be brought before him. Then he led her to a chamber in his palace where there was a great heap of straw, and gave her a spinning-wheel, and said, \u2018All this must be spun into gold before morning, as you love your life.\u2019 It was in vain that the poor maiden said that it was only a silly boast of her father, for that she could do no such thing as spin straw into gold: the chamber door was locked, and she was left alone.<\/span><\/p>\n

She sat down in one corner of the room, and began to bewail her hard fate; when on a sudden the door opened, and a droll-looking little man hobbled in, and said, \u2018Good morrow to you, my good lass; what are you weeping for?\u2019 \u2018Alas!\u2019 said she, \u2018I must spin this straw into gold, and I know not how.\u2019 \u2018What will you give me,\u2019 said the hobgoblin, \u2018to do it for you?\u2019 \u2018My necklace,\u2019 replied the maiden. He took her at her word, and sat himself down to the wheel, and whistled and sang:<\/span><\/p>\n

\u2018Round about, round about,<\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Lo and behold!<\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0Reel away, reel away,<\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Straw into gold!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n

And round about the wheel went merrily; the work was quickly done, and the straw was all spun into gold.<\/span><\/p>\n

When the king came and saw this, he was greatly astonished and pleased; but his heart grew still more greedy of gain, and he shut up the poor miller\u2019s daughter again with a fresh task. Then she knew not what to do, and sat down once more to weep; but the dwarf soon opened the door, and said, \u2018What will you give me to do your task?\u2019 \u2018The ring on my finger,\u2019 said she. So her little friend took the ring, and began to work at the wheel again, and whistled and sang:<\/span><\/p>\n

\u2018Round about, round about,<\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Lo and behold!<\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0Reel away, reel away,<\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Straw into gold!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n

till, long before morning, all was done again.<\/span><\/p>\n

The king was greatly delighted to see all this glittering treasure; but still he had not enough: so he took the miller\u2019s daughter to a yet larger heap, and said, \u2018All this must be spun tonight; and if it is, you shall be my queen.\u2019 As soon as she was alone that dwarf came in, and said, \u2018What will you give me to spin gold for you this third time?\u2019 \u2018I have nothing left,\u2019 said she. \u2018Then say you will give me,\u2019 said the little man, \u2018the first little child that you may have when you are queen.\u2019 \u2018That may never be,\u2019 thought the miller\u2019s daughter: and as she knew no other way to get her task done, she said she would do what he asked. Round went the wheel again to the old song, and the manikin once more spun the heap into gold. The king came in the morning, and, finding all he wanted, was forced to keep his word; so he married the miller\u2019s daughter, and she really became queen.<\/span><\/p>\n

At the birth of her first little child she was very glad, and forgot the dwarf, and what she had said. But one day he came into her room, where she was sitting playing with her baby, and put her in mind of it. Then she grieved sorely at her misfortune, and said she would give him all the wealth of the kingdom if he would let her off, but in vain; till at last her tears softened him, and he said, \u2018I will give you three days\u2019 grace, and if during that time you tell me my name, you shall keep your child.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n

Now the queen lay awake all night, thinking of all the odd names that she had ever heard; and she sent messengers all over the land to find out new ones. The next day the little man came, and she began with TIMOTHY, ICHABOD, BENJAMIN, JEREMIAH, and all the names she could remember; but to all and each of them he said, \u2018Madam, that is not my name.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n

The second day she began with all the comical names she could hear of, BANDY-LEGS, HUNCHBACK, CROOK-SHANKS, and so on; but the little gentleman still said to every one of them, \u2018Madam, that is not my name.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n

The third day one of the messengers came back, and said, \u2018I have travelled two days without hearing of any other names; but yesterday, as I was climbing a high hill, among the trees of the forest where the fox and the hare bid each other good night, I saw a little hut; and before the hut burnt a fire; and round about the fire a funny little dwarf was dancing upon one leg, and singing:<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u201cMerrily the feast I\u2019ll make.<\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0Today I\u2019ll brew, tomorrow bake;<\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0Merrily I\u2019ll dance and sing,<\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0For next day will a stranger bring.<\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0Little does my lady dream<\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0Rumpelstiltskin is my name!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

When the queen heard this she jumped for joy, and as soon as her little friend came she sat down upon her throne, and called all her court round to enjoy the fun; and the nurse stood by her side with the baby in her arms, as if it was quite ready to be given up. Then the little man began to chuckle at the thought of having the poor child, to take home with him to his hut in the woods; and he cried out, \u2018Now, lady, what is my name?\u2019 \u2018Is it JOHN?\u2019 asked she. \u2018No, madam!\u2019 \u2018Is it TOM?\u2019 \u2018No, madam!\u2019 \u2018Is it JEMMY?\u2019 \u2018It is not.\u2019 \u2018Can your name be RUMPELSTILTSKIN?\u2019 said the lady slyly. \u2018Some witch told you that!\u2014some witch told you that!\u2019 cried the little man, and dashed his right foot in a rage so deep into the floor, that he was forced to lay hold of it with both hands to pull it out.<\/span><\/p>\n

Then he made the best of his way off, while the nurse laughed and the baby crowed; and all the court jeered at him for having had so much trouble for nothing, and said, \u2018We wish you a very good morning, and a merry feast, Mr RUMPLESTILTSKIN!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n

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Bio<\/p>\n

\"ByJacob Grimm (1785-1863) and Wilhelm Grimm (1786-1859) were German academics, linguists, cultural researchers, and authors who together specialized in collecting and publishing folklore during the 19th century. They are most renowned for their classic collection Children’s and Household Tales (1812), which included over 200 beloved fairy tales and legends like “Cinderella”,”Snow White,” “Hansel and Gretel,” “Rapunzel,” and “Rumpelstiltskin.”<\/span><\/p>\n

As young boys, the brothers were fascinated by folk tales and fables told by common villagers. They began studying law at the University of Marburg but later shifted their focus toward linguistics and the origins of cultural narratives. Throughout their careers, Jacob and Wilhelm worked closely together gathering oral poems, myths, and folk stories told throughout German cultural regions. They published their research in highly influential collections that played a major role in building nationalist pride in the emerging German states.<\/span><\/p>\n

Though best known for their fairy tales, the Grimms\u2019 academic work was a major contribution to the formation of modern linguistics and morphology. Their Deutsches W\u00f6rterbuch (\u201cGerman Dictionary\u201d), which included over 14,000 words and phrases with meticulous source citations, took over 50 years to complete. Both brothers occupied prestigious positions at universities in Berlin and G\u00f6ttingen. Alongside of penning world famous children\u2019s stories, they were pioneers in establishing Germanic philology as a respected discipline.<\/span><\/p>\n

The collaborative work of Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm brought them world renown and helped conserve traditional folk narratives that may have otherwise been lost. Their collections of tales and studies of cultural linguistics continue to be seminal reference works after nearly 200 years. Both brothers left behind an immortal literary legacy<\/span><\/p>\n

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