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Oh! I have not got my boots. I have not brought mygloves, cried little Gerda. She remarked she waswithout them from the cutting frost, but thereindeer dared not stand still, on he ran till hecame to the great bush with the redberries, andthere he set Gerda down, kissed her mouth, whilelarge bright tears flowed from the animal's eyes,and then back he went as fast as possible.
There stood poor Gerda now, without shoes orgloves, in the very middle of dreadful icyFinland. She ran on as fast as she could. Therethen came a whole regiment of snowflakes, but theydid not fall from above, and they were quitebright and shining from the aurora borealis.
The flakes ran along the ground, and the nearerthey came the larger they grew. Gerda wellremembered how large and strange the snowflakesappeared when she once saw them through a magnifying glass, but now they were large and terrificin another manner, they were all alive.
They were the outposts of the Snow Queen. They hadthe most wondrous shapes, some looked like largeugly porcupines, others like snakes knottedtogether, with their heads sticking out, andothers, again, like small fat bears, with the hairstanding on end, all were of dazzling whiteness,all were living snowflakes.
Little Gerda repeated the Lord's Prayer. The coldwas so intense that she could see her own breath,which came like smoke out of her mouth. It grewthicker and thicker, and took the form of littleangels, that grew more and more when they touchedthe earth. All had helms on their heads, and lances and shields in their hands, they increasedin numbers, and when Gerda had finished the Lord'sPrayer, she was surrounded by a whole legion.
They thrust at the horrid snowflakes with theirspears, so that they flew into a thousand pieces,and little Gerda walked on bravely and insecurity. The angels patted her hands and feet,and then she felt the cold less, and went onquickly towards the Palace of the Snow Queen.
But now we shall see how Kay fared. He neverthought of Gerda, and least of all that she wasstanding before the Palace.
SEVENTH STORY. WHAT TOOK PLACE IN THE PALACE OFTHE SNOW QUEEN, AND WHAT HAPPENED AFTERWARD.
The walls of the palace were of driving snow, andthe windows and doors of cutting winds. There weremore than a hundred halls there, according as thesnow was driven by the winds.
The largest was many miles in extent, all werelighted up by the powerful aurora borealis, andall were so large, so empty, so icy cold, and soresplendent.
Mirth never reigned there, there was never even alittle bearball, with the storm for music, whilethe polar bears went on their hind legs and showedoff their steps.
Never a little tea party of white young lady foxes, vast, cold, and empty were the halls of theSnow Queen.
The northern lights shone with such precision thatone could tell exactly when they were at theirhighest or lowest degree of brightness.
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In the middle of the empty, endless hall of snow,was a frozen lake, it was cracked in a thousandpieces, but each piece was so like the other,
that it seemed the work of a cunning artificer. Inthe middle of this lake sat the Snow Queen whenshe was at home,
and then she said she was sitting in the mirror ofunderstanding, and that this was the only one, andthe best thing in the world.
Little K was quite blue, yes nearly black withcold, but he did not observe it, for she hadkissed away all feeling of cold from his body, andhis heart was a lump of ice.
He was dragging along some pointed flat pieces ofice, which he laid together in all possible ways,
for he wanted to make something with them, just aswe have little flat pieces of wood to make geometrical figures with, called the Chinese puzzle.
K made all sorts of figures, the most complicated,for it was an ice puzzle for the understanding.
In his eyes the figures were extraordinarilybeautiful, and of the utmost importance,
for the bit of glass which was in his eye causedthis. He found whole figures which represented awritten word,
but he never could manage to represent just theword he wanted, that word was eternity,
and the Snow Queen had said, if you can discoverthat figure, you shall be your own master,
and I will make you a present of the whole worldand a pair of new skates. But he could not find itout.
I am going now to warm lands, said the Snow Queen.I must have a look down into the black cauldrons.
It was the volcanoes Vesuvius and Etna that shemeant. I will just give them a coating of white,
for that is as it ought to be, besides, it is goodfor the oranges and the grapes.
And then away she flew, and K sat quite alone inthe empty halls of ice that were miles long,
and looked at the blocks of ice, and thought andthought till his skull was almost cracked.
There he sat quite benumbed and motionless, onewould have imagined he was frozen to death.
Suddenly little Gerda stepped through the greatportal into the palace.
The gate was formed of cutting winds, but Gerdarepeated her evening prayer,
and the winds were laid as though they slept, andthe little maiden entered the vast,
empty, cold halls. There she beheld K, sherecognized him, flew to embrace him,
and cried out, her arms firmly holding him thewhile, K, sweet little K! Have I then found you
at last? But he sat quite still, benumbed andcold. Then little Gerda shed burning tears,
and they fell on his bosom, they penetrated to hisheart, they thawed the lumps of ice,
and consumed the splinters of the looking-glass,he looked at her, and she sang to him.
The rose in the valley is blooming so sweet, andangels descend there the children to greet.
Hereupon K burst into tears, he wept so much thatthe splinter rolled out of his eye,
and he recognized her, and shouted, Gerda, sweetlittle Gerda! Where have you been so long?
And where have I been? He looked round him. Howcold it is here, said he! How empty and cold!
And he held fast by Gerda, who laughed and weptfor joy. It was so beautiful,
that even the blocks of ice danced about for joy,and when they were tired and laid
themselves down, they formed exactly the letterswhich the Snow Queen had told him to find out,
so now he was his own master, and he would havethe whole world and a pair of new skates
into the bargain. Gerda kissed his cheeks, andthey grew quite blooming, she kissed his eyes,
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and they shone like her own, she kissed his handsand feet, and he was again well and merry.
The Snow Queen might come back as soon as sheliked, there stood his discharge written in
resplendent masses of ice. They took each other bythe hand, and wandered forth out of the
large hall, they talked of their old grandmotherand of the roses upon the roof, and wherever they
went, the wind ceased raging, and the sun burstforth. And when they reached the bush with the
red berries, they found the reindeer waiting forthem. He had brought another, a young one,
with him, whose udder was filled with milk, whichhe gave to the little ones, and kissed their
lips. They then carried K. and Gerda, first to theFinland woman, where they warmed themselves in
the warm room, and learned what they were to do ontheir journey home, and they went to the
Lapland woman, who made some new clothes for themand repaired their sledges. The reindeer and the
young hind leapt along beside them, andaccompanied them to the boundary of the country.Here the first
vegetation peeped forth, here K. and Gerda tookleave of the Lapland woman. Farewell! Farewell!
they all said. And the first green buds appeared,the first little birds began to cheer up,
and out of the wood came, riding on a magnificenthorse, which Gerda knew,
it was one of the leaders in the golden carriage,a young damsel with a bright red cap on her head,
and armed with pistols. It was the little robbermaiden, who, tired of being at home,
had determined to make a journey to the north, andafterwards in another direction,
if that did not please her. She recognized Gerdaimmediately, and Gerda knew her too.
It was a joyful meeting.
You are a fine fellow for tramping about, said sheto little K., I should like to know,
Faith, if you deserve that one should run from oneend of the world to the other for your sake?
But Gerda patted her cheeks, and inquired for theprince and princess.
They are gone abroad, said the other.
But the raven? asked little Gerda.
Oh! the raven is dead, she answered. His tamesweetheart is a widow, and wears a bit of black
worsted round her leg, she laments most piteously,but it's all mere talk and stuff. Now tell me
what you've been doing and how you managed tocatch him. And Gerda and K. both told their story.
And schnip-schnap-schner-bassler, said the robbermaiden, and she took the hands of each,
and promised that if she should some day passthrough the town where they lived,
she would come and visit them, and then away sherode. K. and Gerda took each other's hand,
it was lovely spring weather, with abundance offlowers and a verger. The church bells rang,
and the children recognized the high towers, andthe large town, it was that in which they dwelt.
They entered and hastened up to their grandmother's room, where everything was
standing as formerly. The clock said tick! tack!and the finger moved round, but as they entered,
they remarked that they were now grown up. Theroses on the leads hung blooming in at the open
window, there stood the little children's chairs,and K. and Gerda sat down on them,
holding each other by the hand, they both hadforgotten the cold empty splendor of the snow
queen, as though it had been a dream. Thegrandmother sat in the bright sunshine,
and read aloud from the Bible, Unless ye become aslittle children,
ye cannot enter the kingdom of heaven. And K. andGerda looked in each other's eyes,
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and all at once they understood the old hymn. Therose in the valley is blooming so sweet,
and angels descend there the children to greet.There sat the two grown-up persons,
grown up, and yet children, children at least inheart, and it was summertime,
summer, glorious summer.
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