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RUMPELSTILTSKIN

 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's house was close by, and the miller had a very beautiful daughter. She was very clever; and the miller was so proud of her, that he one day told the king of the land that his daughter could spin gold into straw. Now this king was very fond of money; and when he heard the miller's boast his greed was raised, and he sent for the girl. 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, 'All this must be spun into gold before morning.' 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.

 She sat down in one corner of the room, and began to cry; when suddenly the door opened, and a little man came in, and said, 'Good morrow to you, my good lass; what are you weeping for?' 'Alas!' said she, 'I must spin this straw into gold, and I know not how.' 'What will you give me,' said the hobgoblin, 'to do it for you?' 'My necklace,' replied the maiden. He sat himself down to the wheel, and whistled and sang:

 'Round about, round about,

Lo and behold!

Reel away, reel away,

Straw into gold!'

 And the work was quickly done, and the straw was all gold.

 When the king came and saw this, he was greatly astonished and pleased; but his heart grew still more greedy, and he gave the poor miller's daughter again 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, 'What will you give me to do your task?' 'The ring on my finger,' said she. So her little friend took the ring, and began to work again, and long before morning, all was done again.

 The king was greatly delighted to see all this treasure; but still he had not enough: so he took the miller's daughter to a yet larger heap, and said, 'All this must be spun tonight; and if it is, you shall be my queen.' As soon as she was alone that dwarf came in, and said, 'What will you give me to spin gold for you this third time?' 'I have nothing left,' said she. 'Then you will give me,' said the little man, 'the first little child that you may have when you are queen.' The miller's daughter 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's daughter, and she really became queen.

 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 reminded her of it. Then she said she would give him all the wealth of the kingdom, but in vain; till at last her tears softened him, and he said, 'I will give you three days, and if during that time you tell me my name, you shall keep your child.'

 Now the queen was awake all night, thinking of all the strange 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 of them he said, 'Madam, that is not my name.'

 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, 'Madam, that is not my name.'

 The third day one of the messengers came back, and said, 'I have travelled two days, and yesterday in the forest I saw a little hut; and there, round the fire a funny little dwarf was dancing upon one leg, and singing:

"Merrily the feast I'll make.

Today I'll brew, tomorrow bake;

Merrily I'll dance and sing,

For next day will a stranger bring.

Little does my lady dream

Rumpelstiltskin is my name!"

 When the queen heard this she jumped for joy, and as soon as her little friend came she sat down upon her throne, and took the baby in her arms, as if it was quite ready to be given up. Then the little man cried out, 'Now, lady, what is my name?' 'Is it JOHN?' asked she. 'No, madam!' 'Is it TOM?' 'No, madam!' 'Is it JEMMY?' 'It is not.' 'Can your name be RUMPELSTILTSKIN?' said the lady slyly. 'Some witch told you that!—some witch told you that!' cried the little man, and stamped his right foot so hard in the ground with rage that he could not draw it out again. Then he took his left leg with both his hands, and pulled away so hard that he tore himself in two.

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