African Americans -- Fiction; Short stories, American
"My great and good King," said the dwarf, "I am honored in being in your
midst, and happy in seeing you happy. My life work is ended and I am
ready to go."
As the autumn leaf falls withered to the ground, so the dwarf fell dead
at the king's feet.
"My people," said King Savoda, "let us spend the rest of the day
mourning for the dwarf and honoring his memory. How shall we best do
this?"
"My King," said an aged man, "I have a suggestion."
"What have you done that you should be allowed to even make a suggestion
concerning so great a person as the dwarf," said the King.
"My good and wise King, look closely and you will see that I am the
captain who was imprisoned for bringing the dwarf into this kingdom."
The King looked, and seeing the man had spoken truthfully, told him to
draw near.
"You shall no longer be the captain of a ship, but the first of my wise
men. We will follow your suggestion. Let us have it."
"My King," said the captain, "yonder mountain-top upon which the giant
Lubercal now lies dead is a solid rock. I suggest that you send your
best workmen in stone up there. As they look upon the giant, let them
shape out of the rock his exact image with the arms extended. Let them
lay a marble slab across the arms, and upon this place the image of the
dwarf."
The King was so impressed with the suggestion that he sent hundreds of
his best workmen to carry it out. A signal told when they had finished
the work. Then the King, followed by the people bearing the body of the
dwarf, ascended the mountain. He was much pleased with the images, and
ordered that the bodies of the giant and the dwarf be buried in the
solid rock side by side.
As he started to leave he heard some one say:
"My brother, Savoda, I am nigh unto death. Hear me ere I depart."
The King turned and, seeing it was his brother Savo, clasped him in his
arms, and placed a kiss upon his cheek. Savo in a few words begged his
brother to forgive him for what he had done, told him of his adventure
in the cask and how it ended. He then kissed his brother again and
again, and expired. Savoda was so overcome that he had to be borne to
his palace. Knowing their King's feelings in the matter, the workmen
made an exact image of Savo, and placed it beside that of Lubercal,
after which his body was buried close to the others. At the command of
the king a huge stone was placed near the statues to remind the king and
people of their duty.
Ever after that people would take their children to the mountain top and
tell them the story of the king's shoes and the lessons to be learned
from it.
King Savoda lived a long and useful life. His people loved him for his
wisdom and goodness. He left twin sons to succeed him. They were so
small that both sat in the same chair. They always agreed, and under
them the kingdom flourished. They were so much like their father that
the people called them the double king with one soul, borrowed from
their father.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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