There was once a king who was
passionately in love with a beautiful princess, but she could not be
married because a magician had enchanted her. The king went to a
good fairy to inquire what he should do. Said the fairy, after
receiving him graciously; "Sir, I will tell you a secret. The
princess has a great cat whom she loves so well that she cares for
nothing and nobody else; but she will be obliged to marry any person
who is adroit enough to walk upon the cat's tail."
"That will not be very difficult," thought the king to himself, and
departed, resolving to trample the cat's tail to pieces rather than
not succeed in walking upon it. He went immediately to the palace of
his fair mistress and the cat; the animal came in front of him,
arching its back in anger as it was wont to do. The king lifted up
his foot, thinking nothing would be so easy as to tread on the tail,
but he found himself mistaken. Minon—that was the creature's
name—twisted itself round so sharply that the king only hurt his own
foot by stamping on the floor. For eight days did he pursue the cat
everywhere: up and down the palace he was after it from morning till
night, but with no better success; the tail seemed made of
quicksilver, so very lively was it. At last the king had the good
fortune to catch Minon sleeping, when tramp, tramp! he trod on the
tail with all his force.
Minon woke up, mewed horribly, and immediately changed from a cat
into a large, fierce-looking man, who regarded the king with
flashing eyes.
"You must marry the princess," cried he, "because you have broken
the enchantment in which I held her; but I will be revenged on you.
You shall have a son with a nose as long as—that;" he made in the
air a curve of half a foot; "yet he shall believe it is just like
all other noses, and shall be always unfortunate till he has found
out it is not. And if you ever tell anybody of this threat of mine,
you shall die on the spot." So saying, the magician disappeared.
The king, who was at first much terrified, soon began to laugh at
this adventure. "My son might have a worse misfortune than too long
a nose," thought he. "At least it will hinder him neither in seeing
nor hearing. I will go and find the princess, and marry her at
once."
He did so, but he only lived a few months after, and died before his
little son was born, so that nobody knew anything about the secret
of the nose.
The little prince was so much wished for, that when he came into the
world they agreed to call him Prince Wish. He had beautiful blue
eyes and a sweet little mouth, but his nose was so big that it
covered half his face. The queen, his mother, was inconsolable; but
her ladies tried to satisfy her by telling her that the nose was not
nearly so large as it seemed, that it would grow smaller as the
prince grew bigger, and that if it did not a large nose was
indispensable to a hero. All great soldiers, they said, had great
noses, as everybody knew. The queen was so very fond of her son that
she listened eagerly to all this comfort. Shortly she grew so used
to the prince's nose that it did not seem to her any larger than
ordinary noses of the court; where, in process of time, everybody
with a long nose was very much admired, and the unfortunate people
who had only snubs were taken very little notice of.
Great care was observed in the education of the prince; and as soon
as he could speak they told him all sorts of amusing tales, in which
all the bad people had short noses, and all the good people had long
ones. No person was suffered to come near him who had not a nose of
more than ordinary length; nay, to such an extent did the courtiers
carry their fancy, that the noses of all the little babies were
ordered to be pulled out as far as possible several times a day, in
order to make them grow. But grow as they would, they never could
grow as long as that of Prince Wish. When he was old enough his
tutor taught him history; and whenever any great king or lovely
princess was referred to, the tutor always took care to mention that
he or she had a long nose. All the royal apartments were filled with
pictures and portraits having this peculiarity, so that at last
Prince Wish began to regard the length of his nose as his greatest
perfection, and would not have had it an inch less even to save his
crown.
When he was twenty years old his mother and his people wished him to
marry. They procured for him the likenesses of many princesses, but
the one he preferred was Princess Darling, daughter of a powerful
monarch and heiress to several kingdoms. Alas! with all her beauty,
this princess had one great misfortune, a little turned-up nose,
which, every one else said, made her only the more bewitching. But
here, in the kingdom of Prince Wish, the courtiers were thrown by it
into the utmost perplexity. They were in the habit of laughing at
all small noses; but how dared they make fun of the nose of Princess
Darling? Two unfortunate gentlemen, whom Prince Wish had overheard
doing so, were ignominiously banished from the court and capital.
After this, the courtiers became alarmed, and tried to correct their
habit of speech; but they would have found themselves in constant
difficulties, had not one clever person struck out a bright idea. He
said that though it was indispensably necessary for a man to have a
great nose, women were different; and that a learned man had
discovered in a very old manuscript that the celebrated Cleopatra,
Queen of Egypt, the beauty of the ancient world, had a turned-up
nose. At this information Prince Wish was so delighted that he made
the courtier a very handsome present, and immediately sent off
ambassadors to demand Princess Darling in marriage.
She accepted his offer at once, and returned with the ambassadors.
He made all haste to meet and welcome her; but when she was only
three leagues distant from his capital, before he had time even to
kiss her hand, the magician who had once assumed the shape of his
mother's cat, Minon, appeared in the air and carried her off before
the lover's very eyes.
Prince Wish, almost beside himself with grief, declared that nothing
should induce him to return to his throne and kingdom till he had
found Darling. He would suffer none of his courtiers or attendants
to follow him; but, bidding them all adieu, mounted a good horse,
laid the reins on the animal's neck, and let him take him wherever
he would.
The horse entered a wide-extended plain, and trotted on steadily the
whole day without finding a single house. Master and beast began
almost to faint with hunger; and Prince Wish might have wished
himself safe at home again, had he not discovered, just at dusk, a
cavern, where there sat, beside a bright lantern, a little woman who
might have been more than a hundred years old.
She put on her spectacles the better to look at the stranger, and he
noticed that her nose was so small that the spectacles would hardly
stay on; then the prince and the fairy,—for it was a fairy—burst
into a mutual fit of laughter.
"What a funny nose?" cried the one.
"Not so funny as yours, madam," returned the other. "But pray let us
leave our noses alone, and be good enough to give me something to
eat, for I am dying with hunger, and so is my poor horse."
"With all my heart," answered the fairy. "Although your nose is
ridiculously long, you are no less the son of one of my best
friends. I loved your father like a brother; he had a very handsome
nose."
"What is wanting to my nose?" asked Wish, rather savagely.
"Oh! nothing at all. On the contrary there is a great deal too much
of it; but never mind, one may be a very honest man, and yet have
too big a nose. As I said, I was a great friend of your father's; he
came often to see me. I was very pretty then, and oftentimes he used
to say to me, 'My sister—'"
"I will hear the rest, madam, with pleasure, when I have supped; but
will you condescend to remember that I have tasted nothing all day?"
"Poor boy," said the fairy, "I will give you some supper directly;
and while you eat it I will tell you my history in six words, for I
hate much talking. A long tongue is as insupportable as a long nose;
and I remember when I was young how much I used to be admired
because I was not a talker; indeed, some one said to the queen, my
mother,—for poor as you see me now I am the daughter of a great
king, who always—"
"Ate when he was hungry, I hope," interrupted the Prince, whose
patience was fast departing.
"You are right," said the imperturbable old fairy; "and I will bring
you your supper directly, only I wish first just to say that the
king my father—"
"Hang the king your father!" Prince Wish was about to exclaim, but
he stopped himself, and only observed that however the pleasure of
her conversation might make him forget his hunger, it could not have
the same effect upon his horse, who was really starving.
The fairy, pleased at his civility, called her servants and bade
them supply him at once with all he needed. "And," added she, "I
must say you are very polite and very good-tempered, in spite of
your nose."
"What has the old woman to do with my nose?" thought the prince. "If
I were not so very hungry I would soon show her what she is—a
regular old gossip and chatter-box. She to fancy she talks little,
indeed! One must be very foolish not to know one's own defects. This
comes of being born a princess. Flatterers have spoiled her, and
persuaded her that she talks little. Little, indeed! I never knew
anybody chatter so much."
While the prince thus meditated, the servants were laying the table,
the fairy asking them a hundred unnecessary questions, simply for
the pleasure of hearing herself talk. "Well," thought Wish, "I am
delighted that I came hither, if only to learn how wise I have been
in never listening to flatterers, who hide from us our faults, or
make us believe they are perfections. But they could never deceive
me. I know all my own weak points, I trust." As truly he believed he
did.
So he went on eating contentedly, nor stopped till the old fairy
began to address him.
"Prince," said she, "will you be kind enough to turn a little? Your
nose casts such a shadow that I cannot see what is in my plate. And,
as I was saying, your father admired me and always made me welcome
at court. What is the court etiquette there now? Do the ladies still
go to assemblies, promenades, balls?—I beg your pardon for laughing,
but how very long your nose is."
"I wish you would cease to speak of my nose," said the prince,
becoming annoyed. "It is what it is, and I do not desire it any
shorter."
"Oh! I see that I have vexed you," returned the fairy.
"Nevertheless, I am one of your best friends, and so I shall take
the liberty of always—" She would doubtless have gone on talking
till midnight; but the prince, unable to bear it any longer, here
interrupted her, thanked her for her hospitality, bade her a hasty
adieu, and rode away.
He travelled for a long time, half over the world, but he heard no
news of Princess Darling. However, in each place he went to, he
heard one remarkable fact—the great length of his own nose. The
little boys in the streets jeered at him, the peasants stared at
him, and the more polite ladies and gentlemen whom he met in society
used to try in vain to keep from laughing, and to get out of his way
as soon as they could. So the poor prince became gradually quite
forlorn and solitary; he thought all the world was mad, but still he
never thought of there being anything queer about his own nose.
At last the old fairy, who, though she was a chatter-box, was very
good-natured, saw that he was almost breaking his heart. She felt
sorry for him, and wished to help him in spite of himself, for she
knew the enchantment, which hid from him the Princess Darling, could
never be broken till he had discovered his own defect. So she went
in search of the princess, and being more powerful than the
magician, since she was a good fairy, and he was an evil magician,
she got her away from him, and shut her up in a palace of crystal,
which she placed on the road which Prince Wish had to pass.
He was riding along, very melancholy, when he saw the palace; and at
its entrance was a room, made of the purest glass, in which sat his
beloved princess, smiling and beautiful as ever. He leaped from his
horse, and ran towards her. She held out her hand for him to kiss,
but he could not get at it for the glass. Transported with eagerness
and delight, he dashed his sword through the crystal, and succeeded
in breaking a small opening, to which she put up her beautiful rosy
mouth. But it was in vain, Prince Wish could not approach it. He
twisted his neck about, and turned his head on all sides, till at
length, putting up his hand to his face, he discovered the
impediment.
"It must be confessed," exclaimed he, "that my nose is too long."
That moment the glass walls all split asunder, and the old fairy
appeared, leading Princess Darling.
"Avow, prince," said she, "that you are very much obliged to me, for
now the enchantment is ended. You may marry the object of your
choice. But," added she, smiling, "I fear I might have talked to you
for ever on the subject of your nose, and you would not have
believed me in its length, till it became an obstacle to your own
inclinations. Now behold it!" and she held up a crystal mirror. "Are
you satisfied to be no different from other people?"
"Perfectly," said Prince Wish, who found his nose had shrunk to an
ordinary length. And, taking the Princess Darling by the hand, he
kissed her, courteously, affectionately, and satisfactorily. Then
they departed to their own country, and lived very happy all their
days.