WELL, there was once a gentleman who
had fine lands and houses, and he very much wanted to have a son to be
heir to them. So when his wife brought him a daughter, bonny as bonny
could be, he cared naught for her, and said, "Let me never see her face."
So she grew up a bonny girl, though her father
never set eyes on her till she was fifteen years old and was ready to
be married. But her father said, "Let her marry the first that comes for
her." And when this was known, who should be the first but a nasty rough
old man. So she didn't know what to do, and went to the hen-wife and asked
her advice. The hen-wife said: "Say you will not take him unless they
give you a coat of silver cloth." Well, they gave her a coat of silver
cloth, but she wouldn't take him for all that, but went again to the hen-wife,
who said, "Say you will not take him unless they give you a coat of beaten
gold." Well, they gave her a coat of beaten gold, but still she would
not take him, but went to the hen-wife, who said, "Say you will not take
him unless they give you a coat made of the feathers of all the birds
of the air." So they sent a man with a great heap of peas; and the man
cried to all the birds of the air, "Each bird take a pea, and put down
a feather."
So each bird took a pea and put down one
of its feathers: and they took all the feathers and made a coat of them
and gave it to her; but she still would not, but asked the hen-wife once
again, who said, "Say they must first make you a coat of catskin." So
they made her a coat of catskin; and she put it on, and tied up her other
coats, and ran away into the woods.
So she went along and went along and went
along, till she came to the end of the wood, and saw a fine castle. So
there she hid her fine dresses, and went up to the castle gates, and asked
for work. The lady of the castle saw her, and told her, "I'm sorry I have
no better place, but if you like you may be our scullion." So down she
went into the kitchen, and they called her Catskin, because of her dress.
But the cook was very cruel to her and led her a sad life.
Well, it happened soon after that the young
lord of the castle was coming home, and there was to be a grand ball in
honour of the occasion. And when they were speaking about it among the
servants, "Dear me, Mrs Cook," said Catskin, "how much I should to go."
"What! you dirty impudent slut," said the
cook, "you go among all the fine lords and ladies with your filthy catskin?
A fine figure you'd cut!" and with that she took a basin of water and
dashed it into Catskin's face. But she only briskly shook her ears, and
said nothing.
When the day of the ball arrived, Catskin
slipped out of the house and went to the edge of the forest where she
had hidden her dresses. So she bathed herself in a crystal waterfall,
and then put on her coat of silver cloth, and hastened away to the ball.
As soon as she entered all were overcome by her beauty and grace, while
the young lord at once lost his heart to her. He asked her to be his partner
for the first dance, and he would dance with none other the livelong night.
When it came to parting-time, the young lord
said: "Pray tell me, fair maid, where you live." But Catskin curtsied
and said:
"Kind sir, if the truth I must tell,
At the sign of the 'Basin of Water' I dwell."
Then she flew from the castle and donned
her catskin robe again, and slipped into the scullery again, unbeknown
to the cook.
The young lord went the very next day to
his mother, the lady of the castle, and declared he would wed none other
but the lady of the silver dress, and would never rest till he had found
her. So another ball was soon arranged for, in hope that the beautiful
maid would appear again. So Catskin said to the cook, "Oh, how I should
like to go!" Whereupon the cook screamed out in a rage, "What, you, you
dirty impudent slut! You would cut a fine figure among all the fine lords
and ladies." And with that she up with a ladle and broke it across Catskin's
back. But she only shook her ears, and ran off to the forest, where she
first of all bathed, and then put on her coat of beaten gold, and off
she went to the ballroom.
As soon as she entered all eyes were upon
her; and the young lord soon recognized her as the lady of the "Basin
of Water," and claimed her hand for the first dance, and did not leave
her till the last. When that came, he again asked her where she lived.
But all that she would say was:
"Kind sir, if the truth I must tell,
At the sign of the 'Broken Ladle' I dwell."
and with that she curtsied, and flew from
the ball, off with her golden robe, on with her catskin, and into the
scullery without the cook's knowing.
Next day when the young lord could not find
where was the sign of the "Basin of Water" or of the "Broken Ladle," he
begged his mother to have another grand ball, so that he might meet the
beautiful maid once more.
All happened as before. Catskin told the
cook how much she would like to go to the ball, the cook called her "a
dirty slut," and broke the skimmer across her head. But she only shook
her ears, and went off to the forest, where she first bathed in the crystal
spring, and then donned her coat of feathers, and so off to the ballroom.
When she entered everyone was surprised at
so beautiful a face and form dressed in so rich and rare a dress; but
the young lord soon recognized his beautiful sweetheart, and would dance
with none but her the whole evening. When the ball came to an end, he
pressed her to tell him where she lived, but all she would answer was:
"Kind sir, if the truth I must tell,
At the sign of the 'Broken Skimmer' I dwell;"
and with that she curtsied, and was off to
the forest. But this time the young lord followed her, and watched her
change her fine dress of feathers for her catskin dress, and then he knew
her for his own scullery maid.
Next day he went to his mother, the lady
of the castle, and told her that he wished to marry the scullery-maid,
Catskin. "Never," said the lady, and rushed from the room. Well, the young
lord was so grieved at that, that he took to his bed and was very ill.
The doctor tried to cure him, but he would not take any medicine unless
from the hands of Catskin. So the doctor went to the lady of the castle,
and told her her son would die if she did not consent to his marriage
with Catskin. So she had to give way, and summoned Catskin to her. But
she put on her coat of beaten gold, and went to the lady, who soon was
glad to wed her son to do beautiful a maid.
Well, so they were married, and after a time
a dear little son came to them, and grew up a bonny lad; and one day,
when he was four years old, a beggar woman came to the door, so Lady Catskin
gave some money to the little lord and told him to go and give it to the
beggar woman. So he went and gave it, but put in into the hand of the
woman's child, who leant forward and kissed the little lord. Now the wicked
old cook--why hadn't she been sent away?--was looking on, so she said,
"Only see how beggars' brats take to one another."
This insult went to Catskin's heart, so she
went to her husband, the young lord, and told him all about her father,
and begged he would go and find out what had become of her parents. So
they set out in the lord's grand coach, and travelled through the forest
till they came to Catskin's father's house, and put up at an inn near,
where Catskin stopped, while her husband went to see if her father would
own her.
Now her father had never had any other child,
and his wife had died; he was all alone in the world and sat moping and
miserable. When the young lord came in he hardly looked up, till he saw
a chair close up to him, and asked him: "Pray, sir, had you not once a
young daughter whom you would never see or own?"
The old gentleman said: "It is true; I am
a hardened sinner. But I would give all my worldly goods if I could but
see her once before I die." Then the young lord told him what had happened
to Catskin, and took him to the inn, and brought his father-in-law to
his own castle, where they lived happy ever afterwards.