Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Children's stories; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Fairy tales; Fantasy literature
Presently the sky darkened, and it began to thunder and rumble.
Darker it grew and darker, and the thunder crashed and roared. The
earth trembled under their feet, and the trees swayed hither and
thither as though tossed by a tempest. Then suddenly the uproar
ceased and all grew as still as death, the clouds rolled away,
and in a moment the sun shone out once more, and all was calm and
serene as it had been before. But still the princess muttered her
conjurations, and as the prince and the old man looked they
beheld a speck that grew larger and larger, until they saw that
it was an eagle as black as night that was coming swiftly flying
through the sky. Then the queen’s sister also saw it and ceased
from her spells. She drew a little cap of feathers from her bosom
with trembling hands. “Remember,” said she to the prince; and, so
saying, clapped the feather cap upon her head. In an instant she
herself became an eagle--pied, black and white--and, spreading her
wings, leaped into the air.
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For a while the two eagles circled around and around; but at last
they dashed against one another, and, grappling with their talons,
tumbled over and over until they struck the ground close to the two
who stood looking.
Then the prince snatched the knife from the ground and ran to where
they lay struggling. “Which was I to kill?” said he to the old man.
“Are they not birds of a feather?” cried the foster-father. “Kill
them both, for then only shall we all be safe.”
The prince needed no second telling to see the wisdom of what the
old man said. In an instant he struck off the heads of both the
eagles, and thus put an end to both sorceresses, the lesser as
well as the greater. They buried both of the eagles in the garden
without telling any one of what had happened. So soon as that was
done the old man bade the prince tell him all that had befallen
him, and the prince did so.
“Aye! aye!” said the old man, “I see it all as clear as day. The
black dogs are the young men who have supped with the queen; the
statue is the good princess; and the basin of water is the water of
life, which has the power of taking away magic. Come; let us make
haste to bring help to all those poor unfortunates who have been
lying under the queen’s spells.”
The prince needed no urging to do that. They hurried to the palace;
they crossed the garden to the stone wall. There they found the
stone upon which the prince had set the black cross. He pressed his
hand upon it, and it opened to him like a door. They descended the
steps, and went through the passageway, until they came out upon
the sea-shore. The black dogs came leaping towards them; but this
time it was to fawn upon them, and to lick their hands and faces.
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