StoryTitle("caps", "The White Cat") ?>
SubTitle("mixed", "Part 2 of 4") ?>
SubTitle("caps", "III
The Little Dog and the Cambric") ?>
InitialWords(0, "The", "smallcaps", "nodropcap", "indent") ?>
Prince mounted his wooden horse, and soon was at
the place where he was to meet his brothers. The two
eldest told their stories. The youngest kept silence,
and showed only a cheap cur. The brothers trod on each
other's toes under the table, as much as to say, "We
have nothing to fear from this dog."
The next day they all went to the palace. The dogs of the two elder brothers were brought in on soft rugs; they were wrapped about in silk Page(137) ?> quilts, and it was hard to see anything of them. However, the King looked at each, and could not make up his mind which was the smaller and prettier. So the two princes began to quarrel.
At this the youngest son came forward. Nobody had looked at his cur, but now he showed them his acorn. He broke the shell, and out jumped a little dog. He held his finger ring, and the dog leaped through it. There was no doubt now who had the smallest and the prettiest dog.
The King could not possibly find any fault with the dog, but he could not bear to give up his crown yet. So he thanked his sons for their trouble, and asked them to try once more. He wished them to be gone a year, and at the end of that time to bring him a fine piece of cambric. It must be fine enough to be drawn through the eye of a small needle.
The three princes thought this very hard, but they set off as before. The two eldest took different roads. The youngest mounted his wooden horse, and quickly came to the palace of the White Cat. There he was received with great joy. The Hands helped him to dismount, and the table was spread before him. The best food was given him, and the White Cat sat PageSplit(138, "oppo-", "site.", "opposite.") ?> He told her what a hard task his father had set.
"Do not be troubled," she said. "I have cats in my palace who can make just such cambric. So be at ease and enjoy yourself."
The Prince knew how to enjoy himself. He talked with the White Cat about all sorts of things, and they hunted together. And when he was alone, he could think about the White Cat, and what she said last. Oh, yes, he knew how to enjoy himself.
Thus another year went by. At the end of the year the White Cat said to the Prince:—
"This time you must go in state."
Then he saw in the yard a splendid carriage, covered with gold and diamonds. Twelve horses as white as snow were harnessed to it, and a troop of horsemen was ready to ride behind and by the side of the carriage. The White Cat bade the Prince good-by, and gave him a walnut.
"In this nut," she said, "is the cambric. But you must not open the nut till you come before the King."
Away went the horses, and carried the Prince in a twinkling to the King's palace. His two brothers were already there. They all went into Page(139) ?> the King's presence, and the eldest brought out his piece of cambric. No one had ever seen anything so fine. The King took the needle. The tip end of the cambric went through the eye, but the piece could not be pulled further.
The second son tried, but his piece failed also. Then the youngest Prince came forward with an elegant box, covered with jewels. He opened the box and took out the walnut. He smiled, and looked about, and cracked the shell. Then he looked sober. There was no cambric there, only a filbert.
However, he cracked the shell of the filbert. Out came a cherry-stone. He looked more serious still. The brothers and the lords of the court began to laugh. What could be more silly than this Prince with his cherry-stone!
The Prince now cracked the cherry-stone, and took out the kernel. He split it, and found a grain of wheat; he opened the grain of wheat, and there was a grain of millet-seed. All the court was now laughing. The Prince grew red in the face and muttered:—
"O White Cat, White Cat, you have deceived me."
When he said this, he felt a scratch on his Page(140) ?> arm. He saw nothing, but it was just as if a cat scratched him. That brought him to his senses. He opened the millet-seed very carefully, and drew forth a piece of cambric. It was four hundred yards long, and was so fine that it was easily drawn through the eye of the needle.
The King could ask nothing more. But he was not ready to give up his crown, so he said to his sons:—
"You have done nobly. Now one of you must be king. But it will not do for one to be king without a queen. So go away and find the most beautiful woman in the world. At the end of the year come back. The one who brings the most beautiful woman shall marry her and have my kingdom."