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FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN
IB AND LITTLE CHRISTINA
by Hans Christian Andersen
IN the forest that extends from the banks of the Gudenau； in North
Jutland； a long way into the country； and not far from the clear
stream； rises a great ridge of land； which stretches through the
wood like a wall。 Westward of this ridge； and not far from the
river； stands a farmhouse； surrounded by such poor land that the sandy
soil shows itself between the scanty ears of rye and wheat which
grow in it。 Some years have passed since the people who lived here
cultivated these fields； they kept three sheep； a pig； and two oxen；
in fact they maintained themselves very well； they had quite enough to
live upon； as people generally have who are content with their lot。
They even could have afforded to keep two horses； but it was a
saying among the farmers in those parts； 〃The horse eats himself
up；〃 that is to say； he eats as much as he earns。 Jeppe Jans
cultivated his fields in summer； and in the winter he made wooden
shoes。 He also had an assistant； a lad who understood as well as he
himself did how to make wooden shoes strong； but light； and in the
fashion。 They carved shoes and spoons； which paid well； therefore no
one could justly call Jeppe Jans and his family poor people。 Little
Ib； a boy of seven years old and the only child； would sit by；
watching the workmen； or cutting a stick； and sometimes his finger
instead of the stick。 But one day Ib succeeded so well in his
carving that he made two pieces of wood look really like two little
wooden shoes； and he determined to give them as a present to Little
Christina。
〃And who was Little Christina？〃 She was the boatman's daughter；
graceful and delicate as the child of a gentleman； had she been
dressed differently； no one would have believed that she lived in a
hut on the neighboring heath with her father。 He was a widower； and
earned his living by carrying firewood in his large boat from the
forest to the eel…pond and eel…weir； on the estate of Silkborg； and
sometimes even to the distant town of Randers。 There was no one
under whose care he could leave Little Christina； so she was almost
always with him in his boat； or playing in the wood among the
blossoming heath； or picking the ripe wild berries。 Sometimes； when
her father had to go as far as the town； he would take Little
Christina； who was a year younger than Ib； across the heath to the
cottage of Jeppe Jans； and leave her there。 Ib and Christina agreed
together in everything； they divided their bread and berries when they
were hungry； they were partners in digging their little gardens；
they ran； and crept； and played about everywhere。 Once they wandered a
long way into the forest； and even ventured together to climb the high
ridge。 Another time they found a few snipes' eggs in the wood； which
was a great event。 Ib had never been on the heath where Christina's
father lived； nor on the river； but at last came an opportunity。
Christina's father invited him to go for a sail in his boat； and the
evening before； he accompanied the boatman across the heath to his
house。 The next morning early； the two children were placed on the top
of a high pile of firewood in the boat； and sat eating bread and
wild strawberries； while Christina's father and his man drove the boat
forward with poles。 They floated on swiftly； for the tide was in their
favor； passing over lakes； formed by the stream in its course；
sometimes they seemed quite enclosed by reeds and water…plants； yet
there was always room for them to pass out； although the old trees
overhung the water and the old oaks stretched out their bare branches；
as if they had turned up their sleeves and wished to show their
knotty； naked arms。 Old alder…trees； whose roots were loosened from
the banks； clung with their fibres to the bottom of the stream； and
the tops of the branches above the water looked like little woody
islands。 The water…lilies waved themselves to and fro on the river；
everything made the excursion beautiful； and at last they came to
the great eel…weir； where the water rushed through the flood…gates；
and the children thought this a beautiful sight。 In those days there
was no factory nor any town house； nothing but the great farm； with
its scanty…bearing fields； in which could be seen a few herd of
cattle； and one or two farm laborers。 The rushing of the water through
the sluices； and the scream of the wild ducks； were almost the only
signs of active life at Silkborg。 After the firewood had been
unloaded； Christina's father bought a whole bundle of eels and a
sucking…pig； which were all placed in a basket in the stern of the
boat。 Then they returned again up the stream； and as the wind was
favorable； two sails were hoisted； which carried the boat on as well
as if two horses had been harnessed to it。 As they sailed on； they
came by chance to the place where the boatman's assistant lived； at
a little distance from the bank of the river。 The boat was moored； and
the two men； after desiring the children to sit still； both went on
shore。 they obeyed this order for a very short time； and then forgot
it altogether。 First they peeped into the basket containing the eels
and the sucking…pig； then they must needs pull out the pig and take it
in their hands； and feel it； and touch it； and as they both wanted
to hold it at the same time； the consequence was that they let it fall
into the water； and the pig sailed away with the stream。
Here was a terrible disaster。 Ib jumped ashore； and ran a little
distance from the boat。
〃Oh； take me with you；〃 cried Christina； and she sprang after him。
In a few minutes they found themselves deep in a thicket； and could no
longer see the boat or the shore。 They ran on a little farther； and
then Christina fell down； and began to cry。
Ib helped her up； and said； 〃Never mind； follow me。 Yonder is
the house。〃 But the house was not yonder； and they wandered still
farther； over the dry rustling leaves of the last year； and treading
on fallen branches that crackled under their little feet； then they
heard a loud； piercing cry； and they stood still to listen。
Presently the scream of an eagle sounded through the wood； it was an
ugly cry； and it frightened the children； but before them； in the
thickest part of the forest； grew the most beautiful blackberries；
in wonderful quantities。 They looked so inviting that the children
could not help stopping； and they remained there so long eating；
that their mouths and cheeks became quite black with the juice。
Presently they heard the frightful scream again； and Christina
said； 〃We shall get into trouble about that pig。〃
〃Oh； never mind；〃 said Ib； 〃we will go home to my father's
house。 It is here in the wood。〃 So they went on； but the road led them
out of the way； no house could be seen； it grew dark； and the children
were afraid。 The solemn stillness that reigned around them was now and
then broken by the shrill cries of the great horned owl and other
birds that they knew nothing of。 At last they both lost themselves
in the thicket； Christina began to cry； and then Ib cried too； and；
after weeping and lamenting for some time； they stretched themselves
down on the dry leaves and fell asleep。
The sun was high in the heavens when the two children woke。 They
felt cold； but not far from their resting…place； on a hill； the sun
was shining through the trees。 They thought if they went there they
should be warm； and Ib fancied he should be able to see his father's
house from such a high spot。 But they were far away from home now；
in quite another part of the forest。 They clambered to the top of
the rising ground； and found themselves on the edge of a declivity；
which sloped down to a clear transparent lake。 Great quantities of
fish could be seen through the clear water； sparkling in the sun's
rays； they were quite surprised when they came so suddenly upon such
an unexpected sight。
Close to where they stood grew a hazel…bush； covered with
beautiful nuts。 They soon gathered some； cracked them； and ate the
fine young kernels； which were only just ripe。 But there was another
surprise and fright in store for them。 Out of the thicket stepped a
tall old woman； her face quite brown； and her hair of a deep shining
black； the whites of her eyes glittered like a Moor's； on her back she
carried a bundle； and in her hand a knotted stick。 She was a gypsy。
The children did not at first understand what she said。 She drew out
of her pocket three large nuts； in which she told them were hidden the
most beautiful and lovely things in the world； for they were wishing
nuts。 Ib looked at her； and as she spoke so kindly； he took courage；
and asked her if she would give him the nuts； and the woman gave
them to him； and then gathered some more from the bushes for
herself； quite a pocket full。 Ib and Christina looked at the wishing
nuts with wide open eyes。
〃Is there in this nut a carriage； with