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- 1872
- FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN
- TWO BROTHERS
- by Hans Christian Andersen
-
- ON one of the Danish islands, where old Thingstones, the seats
- of justice of our forefathers, still stand in the cornfields, and huge
- trees rise in the forests of beech, there lies a little town whose low
- houses are covered with red tiles. In one of these houses strange
- things were brewing over the glowing coals on the open hearth; there
- was a boiling going on in glasses, and a mixing and distilling,
- while herbs were being cut up and pounded in mortars. An elderly man
- looked after it all.
- "One must only do the right thing," he said; "yes, the right-
- the correct thing. One must find out the truth concerning every
- created particle, and keep to that."
- In the room with the good housewife sat her two sons; they were
- still small, but had great thoughts. Their mother, too, had always
- spoken to them of right and justice, and exhorted them to keep to
- the truth, which she said was the countenance of the Lord in this
- world.
- The elder of the boys looked roguish and enterprising. He took a
- delight in reading of the forces of nature, of the sun and the moon;
- no fairy tale pleased him so much. Oh, how beautiful it must be, he
- thought, to go on voyages of discovery, or to find out how to
- imitate the wings of birds and then to be able to fly! Yes, to find
- that out was the right thing. Father was right, and mother was
- right- truth holds the world together.
- The younger brother was quieter, and buried himself entirely in
- his books. When he read about Jacob dressing himself in sheep-skins to
- personify Esau, and so to usurp his brother's birthright, he would
- clench his little fist in anger against the deceiver; when he read
- of tyrants and of the injustice and wickedness of the world, tears
- would come into his eyes, and he was quite filled with the thought
- of the justice and truth which must and would triumph.
- One evening he was lying in bed, but the curtains were not yet
- drawn close, and the light streamed in upon him; he had taken his book
- into bed with him, for he wanted to finish reading the story of Solon.
- His thoughts lifted and carried him away a wonderful distance; it
- seemed to him as if the bed had become a ship flying along under
- full sail. Was he dreaming, or what was happening? It glided over
- the rolling waves and across the ocean of time, and to him came the
- voice of Solon; spoken in a strange tongue, yet intelligible to him,
- he heard the Danish motto: "By law the land is ruled."
- The genius of the human race stood in the humble room, bent down
- over the bed and imprinted a kiss on the boy's forehead: "Be thou
- strong in fame and strong in the battle of life! With truth in thy
- heart fly toward the land of truth!"
- The elder brother was not yet in bed; he was standing at the
- window looking out at the mist which rose from the meadows. They
- were not elves dancing out there, as their old nurse had told him;
- he knew better- they were vapours which were warmer than the air,
- and that is why they rose. A shooting star lit up the sky, and the
- boy's thoughts passed in a second from the vapours of the earth up
- to the shining meteor. The stars gleamed in the heavens, and it seemed
- as if long golden threads hung down from them to the earth.
- "Fly with me," sang a voice, which the boy heard in his heart. And
- the mighty genius of mankind, swifter than a bird and than an arrow-
- swifter than anything of earthly origin- carried him out into space,
- where the heavenly bodies are bound together by the rays that pass
- from star to star. Our earth revolved in the thin air, and the
- cities upon it seemed to lie close to each other. Through the
- spheres echoed the words:
- "What is near, what is far, when thou art lifted by the mighty
- genius of mind?"
- And again the boy stood by the window, gazing out, whilst his
- younger brother lay in bed. Their mother called them by their names:
- "Anders Sandoe" and "Hans Christian."
- Denmark and the whole world knows them- the two brothers Oersted.
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- THE END
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