Rumpelstiltskin

A little Halloween fun for you … and quite in line with recent themes on this blog — for those with eyes to see and ears to hear. 😉

Fairy Tales by the Brothers Grimm

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, you must know, had a very beautiful daughter. She was, moreover, very shrewd and clever; and the miller was so proud of her, that he one day told the king of the land, who used to come and hunt in the wood, that his daughter could spin gold out of straw. Now this king was very fond of money; and when he heard the miller’s boast his greediness was raised, and he sent for the girl to be brought before him. 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, as you love your life.’ 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 bewail her hard fate; when on a sudden the door opened, and a droll-looking little man hobbled 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 took her at her word, and 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 round about the wheel went merrily; the work was quickly done, and the straw was all spun into gold.

When the king came and saw this, he was greatly astonished and pleased; but his heart grew still more greedy of gain, and he shut up the poor miller’s daughter again with 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 at the wheel again, and whistled and sang:

’Round about, round about,
Lo and behold!
Reel away, reel away,
Straw into gold!’

till, long before morning, all was done again.

The king was greatly delighted to see all this glittering 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 say you will give me,’ said the little man, ’the first little child that you may have when you are queen.’ ’That may never be,’ thought the miller’s daughter: and as she 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 put her in mind of it. Then she grieved sorely at her misfortune, and said she would give him all the wealth of the kingdom if he would let her off, but in vain; till at last her tears softened him, and he said, ’I will give you three days’ grace, and if during that time you tell me my name, you shall keep your child.’

Now the queen lay awake all night, thinking of all the odd 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 and each 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 without hearing of any other names; but yesterday, as I was climbing a high hill, among the trees of the forest where the fox and the hare bid each other good night, I saw a little hut; and before the hut burnt a fire; and round about 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 called all her court round to enjoy the fun; and the nurse stood by her side with the baby in her arms, as if it was quite ready to be given up. Then the little man began to chuckle at the thought of having the poor child, to take home with him to his hut in the woods; and he 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 dashed his right foot in a rage so deep into the floor, that he was forced to lay hold of it with both hands to pull it out.

Then he made the best of his way off, while the nurse laughed and the baby crowed; and all the court jeered at him for having had so much trouble for nothing, and said, ’We wish you a very good morning, and a merry feast, Mr RUMPLESTILTSKIN!’

 

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6 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by CindyW. on October 31, 2014 at 6:51 pm

    must confess that I don’t know your hidden meaning, but this time upon the reading of this beloved story, I thought, what a silly girl, to promise something she couldn’t do by herself; the father was irresponsible in bragging his daughter could do something she couldn’t; and the dwarf was sorely used (I had sympathy for him this time!) He was the most honest of all – but I don’t think that was your point! If she were loyal, she would confess to the king that she couldn’t have done a thing without R, and he should have been honored (but I never saw that in it before) – except then he might have been ill used by the king, who was greedy all along (you may intend an allegory for all of us).

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  2. There’s not just one meaning, but many layers, one of which is esoteric instructions. “Miller” was a magickal profession, so it was not an idle boast to say his daughter could do this. Yes, it would require other skills, but the challenge encouraged her to dig deep and develop those skills.

    R was a trickster helper, of which there are MANY, and the tale gives some important rules of engagement. It also questions who’s good or evil in this tale. Neither the miller nor the king value the daughter or her son; however, the “evil” R recognizes that living things have more value than gold. At the same time, he’s playing off the lack of awareness in the girl, extorting a CONtract that’s really not fair. She, nonetheless, finds her way out of that contract, by learning R’s name. To speak someone’s real name — i.e. to know the essence of them — allows you to escape the CONtract.

    I don’t view R as evil, but just an example of other beings operating from a consistent, but different code of honor. We do not really live in a human centric world, so we would be wise to learn rules of engagement. This tale is a lesson in the power of developing clairaudient gifts, of cosmic networking, and also of using caution in making deals you don’t intend to honor. Best not to trifle with people … but nor should the conner’s. In the end the con artist gets conned.

    it’s a really richly layered tale.

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  3. Posted by CindyW. on November 2, 2014 at 7:33 pm

    Thank you – your meaning in posting it is clearer. Nor did I think of Rumpelstiltskin as “evil,” but she was in his thrall until she learned his “name” … and we are encouraged on this blog and others to be more resourceful – the endings of your versions are slightly different from the ones I’ve known but I like them! (like the mouse in the earlier tale of Hansel & Gretel)

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  4. Posted by Juno on November 11, 2014 at 3:26 pm

    Dear Laura,

    This post from Halloween inspired me to get a copy of Grimm’s Fairy Tales from the library to read to my son. We read Hansel and Gretel and some others, then one night I read Rumpelstiltskin to him and he absolutely loved it. It is his current favorite and he requests it every night, commenting afterwards on different aspects of the story. It obviouslly speaks to him at a deep level, like fairy tales do. Thanks for posting this. 🙂

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  5. Oh, that is so cute! Thank you for sharing here and with your son. Children have not forgotten the magic, and they can help us reclaim it, too. 🙂

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