The Fairy Mythology: Illustrative of the Romance and Superstition of Various CountriesKeightley, Thomas
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The Fairy Mythology: Illustrative of the Romance and Superstition of Various Countries
Keightley, Thomas
Fairies; Fairy tales; Folk literature; Folklore
It was not long, however, that he remained an underling. Before he was
eighteen years of age, he had gotten his own flocks, and in the course
of a few years was the richest sheep-master in the whole island of
Rügen; until at last, he was able to purchase a knight's estate for
himself, and that estate was Grabitz, close by Rambin, which now
belongs to the lords of Sunde. My father[244] knew him there, and how
from a shepherd's boy he was become a nobleman, and he always
conducted himself like a prudent, honest and pious man, who had a good
word from every one. He brought up his sons like gentlemen, and his
daughters like ladies, some of whom are still alive and accounted
people of great consequence. And well may people who hear such stories
wish that they had met with such an adventure, and had found a little
silver bell which the underground people had lost.
_The Black Dwarfs of Granitz._
Not far from the Ahlbeck lies a little mansion called Granitz, just
under the great wood on the sea-coast called the wood of Granitz. In
this little seat lived, not many years ago, a nobleman named Von
Scheele. Toward the close of his life he sank into a state of
melancholy, though hitherto a very cheerful and social man, and a
great sportsman. People said that the old man took to his lonesome way
of living from the loss of his three beautiful daughters, who were
called the three fair-haired maidens, and who grew up here in the
solitude of the woods, among the herds and the birds, and who had all
three gone off in the same night and never returned. The old man took
this greatly to heart, and withdrew himself from the world, and all
cheerful society. He had great intercourse with the little black
people, and he was many a night out of the house, and no one knew
where he had been; but when he came home in the gray of the morning,
he would whisper his housekeeper, and say to her, "Ha, ha! I was at a
grand table last night."
This old gentleman used to relate to his friends, and confirm it with
many a stout trooper's and sportsman's oath, that the underground
people swarmed among the fir-trees of Granitz, about the Ahlbeck, and
along the whole shore. He used often, also, to show to those whom he
took to walk there, a great number of little foot-prints, like those
of very small children, in the sand, and he has suddenly called out to
his companions, "Hush! Listen how they are, buzzing and whispering!"
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