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- 1872
- FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN
- THE DROP OF WATER
- by Hans Christian Andersen
-
- OF course you know what is meant by a magnifying glass- one of
- those round spectacle-glasses that make everything look a hundred
- times bigger than it is? When any one takes one of these and holds
- it to his eye, and looks at a drop of water from the pond yonder, he
- sees above a thousand wonderful creatures that are otherwise never
- discerned in the water. But there they are, and it is no delusion.
- It almost looks like a great plateful of spiders jumping about in a
- crowd. And how fierce they are! They tear off each other's legs. and
- arms and bodies, before and behind; and yet they are merry and
- joyful in their way.
- Now, there once was an old man whom all the people called
- Kribble-Krabble, for that was his name. He always wanted the best of
- everything, and when he could not manage it otherwise, he did it by
- magic.
- There he sat one day, and held his magnifying-glass to his eye,
- and looked at a drop of water that had been taken out of a puddle by
- the ditch. But what a kribbling and krabbling was there! All the
- thousands of little creatures hopped and sprang and tugged at one
- another, and ate each other up.
- "That is horrible!" said old Kribble-Krabble. "Can one not
- persuade them to live in peace and quietness, so that each one may
- mind his own business?"
- And he thought it over and over, but it would not do, and so he
- had recourse to magic.
- "I must give them color, that they may be seen more plainly," said
- he; and he poured something like a little drop of red wine into the
- drop of water, but it was witches' blood from the lobes of the ear,
- the finest kind, at ninepence a drop. And now the wonderful little
- creatures were pink all over. It looked like a whole town of naked
- wild men.
- "What have you there?" asked another old magician, who had no
- name- and that was the best thing about him.
- "Yes, if you can guess what it is," said Kribble-Krabble, "I'll
- make you a present of it."
- But it is not so easy to find out if one does not know.
- And the magician who had no name looked through the
- magnifying-glass.
- It looked really like a great town reflected there, in which all
- the people were running about without clothes. It was terrible! But it
- was still more terrible to see how one beat and pushed the other,
- and bit and hacked, and tugged and mauled him. Those at the top were
- being pulled down, and those at the bottom were struggling upwards.
- "Look! look! his leg is longer than mine! Bah! Away with it! There
- is one who has a little bruise. It hurts him, but it shall hurt him
- still more."
- And they hacked away at him, and they pulled at him, and ate him
- up, because of the little bruise. And there was one sitting as still
- as any little maiden, and wishing only for peace and quietness. But
- now she had to come out, and they tugged at her, and pulled her about,
- and ate her up.
- "That's funny!" said the magician.
- "Yes; but what do you think it is?" said Kribble-Krabble. "Can you
- find that out?"
- "Why, one can see that easily enough," said the other. "That's Paris,
- or some other great city, for they're all alike. It's a great city!"
- "It's a drop of puddle water!" said Kribble-Krabble.
- THE END
-