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                     FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN

                                  TWO BROTHERS

                           by Hans Christian Andersen



    ON one of the Danish islands; where old Thingstones; the seats

of justice of our forefathers; still stand in the cornfields; and huge

trees rise in the forests of beech; there lies a little town whose low

houses are covered with red tiles。 In one of these houses strange

things were brewing over the glowing coals on the open hearth; there

was a boiling going on in glasses; and a mixing and distilling;

while herbs were being cut up and pounded in mortars。 An elderly man

looked after it all。

    〃One must only do the right thing;〃 he said; 〃yes; the right…

the correct thing。 One must find out the truth concerning every

created particle; and keep to that。〃

    In the room with the good housewife sat her two sons; they were

still small; but had great thoughts。 Their mother; too; had always

spoken to them of right and justice; and exhorted them to keep to

the truth; which she said was the countenance of the Lord in this

world。

    The elder of the boys looked roguish and enterprising。 He took a

delight in reading of the forces of nature; of the sun and the moon;

no fairy tale pleased him so much。 Oh; how beautiful it must be; he

thought; to go on voyages of discovery; or to find out how to

imitate the wings of birds and then to be able to fly! Yes; to find

that out was the right thing。 Father was right; and mother was

right… truth holds the world together。

    The younger brother was quieter; and buried himself entirely in

his books。 When he read about Jacob dressing himself in sheep…skins to

personify Esau; and so to usurp his brother's birthright; he would

clench his little fist in anger against the deceiver; when he read

of tyrants and of the injustice and wickedness of the world; tears

would come into his eyes; and he was quite filled with the thought

of the justice and truth which must and would triumph。

    One evening he was lying in bed; but the curtains were not yet

drawn close; and the light streamed in upon him; he had taken his book

into bed with him; for he wanted to finish reading the story of Solon。

His thoughts lifted and carried him away a wonderful distance; it

seemed to him as if the bed had become a ship flying along under

full sail。 Was he dreaming; or what was happening? It glided over

the rolling waves and across the ocean of time; and to him came the

voice of Solon; spoken in a strange tongue; yet intelligible to him;

he heard the Danish motto: 〃By law the land is ruled。〃

    The genius of the human race stood in the humble room; bent down

over the bed and imprinted a kiss on the boy's forehead: 〃Be thou

strong in fame and strong in the battle of life! With truth in thy

heart fly toward the land of truth!〃

    The elder brother was not yet in bed; he was standing at the

window looking out at the mist which rose from the meadows。 They

were not elves dancing out there; as their old nurse had told him;

he knew better… they were vapours which were warmer than the air;

and that is why they rose。 A shooting star lit up the sky; and the

boy's thoughts passed in a second from the vapours of the earth up

to the shining meteor。 The stars gleamed in the heavens; and it seemed

as if long golden threads hung down from them to the earth。

    〃Fly with me;〃 sang a voice; which the boy heard in his heart。 And

the mighty genius of mankind; swifter than a bird and than an arrow…

swifter than anything of earthly origin… carried him out into space;

where the heavenly bodies are bound together by the rays that pass

from star to star。 Our earth revolved in the thin air; and the

cities upon it seemed to lie close to each other。 Through the

spheres echoed the words:

    〃What is near; what is far; when thou art lifted by the mighty

genius of mind?〃

    And again the boy stood by the window; gazing out; whilst his

younger brother lay in bed。 Their mother called them by their names:

〃Anders Sandoe〃 and 〃Hans Christian。〃

    Denmark and the whole world knows them… the two brothers Oersted。





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