 Chapter 2 of Fantasy Fairies and Ghosts, Volume 2 by Various. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. Chapter 2. Which contains an account of the first wonderful event, and other matters deserving of Perusal, without which this tale could have had no existence. Her dapsel von Zabelfau generally came down from his astronomical tower about noon to partake of a frugal repast with his daughter, which usually lasted a very short time, and during which there was generally a great predominance of silence, for dapsel did not like to talk. An ancient did not trouble him by speaking much, and this, all the more for the reason that if her papa did actually begin to talk, he would come out with all sorts of curious, unintelligible nonsense, which made her body's head giddy. This day, however, her head was so full, and her mind so excited and taken up with the flourishing state of the kitchen garden, and the letter from her beloved Amanda's, that she talked of both subjects incessantly, mixed up, without leaving off. At last her dapsel von Zabelfau lay down his knife and fork, stopped his ears with his hands and cried out, oh the dreary, higgledy-piggledy of chatter and gavel. Ancient stopped, alarmed, and he went on to say, in the melancholy sustained tones which were characteristic of him, with regard to the vegetables, my dear daughter, I have long been cognizant that the manner in which the stars have worked together this season has been eminently favourable to those growths, and the earthly man will be amply supplied with cabbage, radishes, and lettuce, so that the earthly matter may duly increase and withstand the fire of the world's spirit, like a properly needed pot. The gnomic principal will resist the attacks of the salamander, and I shall have the enjoyment of eating the parsnips which you cook so well. With regard to young Amanda's von Nebelstern, I have not the slightest objection to your marrying him as soon as he comes back from the university. Simply send Gottlieb up to tell me when your marriage is going to take place, so that I may go with you to the church. Heradapsel kept silent for a few seconds, and then, without looking at ancient, whose face was glowing with delight, he went on smiling and striking his glass with his fork, two things which he seldom did at all, though he always did them together, to say, your Amanda's has got to be and cannot help being where and what he is. He is, in fact, a gerund, and I shall merely tell you, my dear ancient, that I drew up his horoscope a long while ago. His constellation is favorable enough on the whole for the matter of that. He has Jupiter in the ascending node, Venus regarding in the sextile. The trouble is that the path of Sirius cuts across, and just at the point of intersection, there is great danger from which Amanda's delivers his betrothed. The danger, what it is, is indiscoverable because some strange being which appears to set at defiance all astrological science seems to be concerned in it. At the same time, it is evident and certain that it is only the strange physical condition which mankind terms craziness or mental derangement which will enable Amanda's to accomplish this deliverance. Oh, my daughter! Here Herdapsel fell again into his usual pathetic tone. May no mysterious power, which keeps itself hidden from my seer eyes, come suddenly across your path, so that young Amanda's Von Nebelstern may not have to rescue you from any other danger, but that of being an old maid. He sighed several times consecutively and then continued. But the path of Sirius breaks off abruptly after this danger, and Venus and Jupiter, divided before, come together again, reconciled. Herdapsel Von Zabelthau had not spoken so much for years as on this occasion. He arose exhausted and went back up into his tower. Ancient had her answer to have our Nebelstern ready in good time next morning. It was as follows. My own dearest Amanda's, you cannot believe what joy your letter has given me. I have told Papa about it, and he has promised to go to church with us when we're married. Be sure to come back from the university as soon as ever you can. Oh, if I could only quite understand your darling verses, which rhyme so beautifully. When I read them to myself aloud they sound wonderful, and then I think I do understand them quite well. But soon everything grows confused and seems to get away from me, and I feel as if I have been reading a lot of mere words that somehow don't belong to each other at all. The schoolmaster says this must be so, and that it's the new fashionable way of speaking. But, you see, I'm oh well. I'm only a stupid foolish creature. Please to write and tell me if I couldn't be a student for a little time without neglecting my housework. I suppose that couldn't be, though, could it? Well, well, when once we're husband and wife, perhaps I may pick up a little of your learning and learn a little of this new fashionable way of speaking. I send you the Virginian tobacco, my dear Amanda's. I've packed my bonnet box full of it, as much as ever I could get into it. And, in the meantime, I've put my new straw hat onto Charles the Great's head. You know he stands in the spare bedroom, although he has no feet, being only a bust as you remember. Please don't laugh, Amanda's dear, but I have made some poetry myself, and it rhymes quite nicely some of it. Write and tell me how a person without learning can know so well what rhymes to what. Just listen, now. I love you, dearest, as my life, and long at once to be your wife. The bright blue skies full of light when evening comes, the stars shine bright. So you must love me always truly, and never cause me pain unduly. I pack up the backie you asked me to send, and I hope it will yield you enjoyment, no end. There, you must take the will for the deed, and when I learn the fashionable ways of speaking, I'll do some better poetry. The yellow lettuces are promising splendidly this year. Never was such a crop. So are the French beans, but my little duck son Feldman gave the big gander a terrible bite in the leg yesterday. However, we can't have everything perfect in this world. A hundred kisses in imagination, my dearest Amanda's, from your most faithful fiancee, Anna von Zabelfau. P.S. I've been writing in an awful hurry, and that's the reason the letters are rather crooked here and there. P.S., but you mustn't mind about that, though I may write a little crookedly. My heart is all straight, and I am, always your faithful Anna. P.S., oh, good gracious, I had almost forgot, thoughtless thing that I am. Papa sends you his kind regards, and says you have got to be, and cannot help being, where and what you are, and that you are to rescue me from a terrible danger some day. Now I'm very glad of this, and remain, once more, your most true and loving Anna von Zabelfau. It was a good weight of Frau Leine's ancient mind when she had written this letter. It had cost her a considerable effort. So she felt lighthearted and happy when she had put it in its envelope, sealed it up without burning the paper, or her own fingers, and given it, together with the bonnet box full of tobacco, to Gottlieb, to take to the post office in the town. When she had seen properly to the poultry in the yard, she ran as fast as she could to the place she loved best, the kitchen garden. When she got to the carrot bed, she thought it was about time to be thinking of the sweet tooth people in the town, and be pawling the earliest of the carrots. The servant girl was called in to help in this process. Frau Leine ancient walked gravely and seriously into the middle of the bed, and grasped a stately carrot plant. But on her pulling at it, a strange sound made itself heard. Do not, reader, think of the witch's mandrake root, and the horrible whining and howling which pierces the heart of man when it is drawn from the earth. No, the tone which was heard on this occasion was like very delicate, joyous laughter. But Frau Leine ancient let the carrot plant go, and cried out rather frightened. Eh? Who's that laughing at me? But there being nothing more to be heard, she took hold of the carrot plant again. Which seemed to be finer and better grown than any of the rest, and notwithstanding the laughing, which began again, pulled up the very finest and most splendid carrot ever beheld by mortal eye. When she looked at it more closely, she gave a cry of joyful surprise, so that the maid servant came running up, and she also exclaimed aloud at the beautiful miracle which disclosed itself to her eyes. For there was a beautiful ring, firmly attached to the carrot, with a shining topaz mounted in it. Oh! cried the maid. That's for you. It's your wedding ring. Put it on directly. Stupid nonsense, said Frau Leine ancient. I must get my wedding ring from her Amanda's von Nebelstern, not from a carrot. However, the longer she looked at the ring, the better she was pleased with it, and indeed it was of such wonderfully fine workmanship that it seemed to surpass anything ever produced by human skill. On the ring part of it there were hundreds and hundreds of tiny little figures twine together in the most manifold groupings, hardly to be made out with the naked eye at first, so microscopically minute were they. But when one looked at them closely for a little while, they appeared to grow bigger and more distinct, and to come to life and dance in pretty combinations. And the fire of the gem was of such a remarkable water that the like of it could not have been found in the celebrated Dresden collection. Who knows, said the maid, how long this beautiful ring may have been underground, and it must have got shoved up somehow, and then the carrot has grown right through it. Frau Leine ancient took the ring off the carrot, and it was strange how the latter suddenly slipped through her fingers and disappeared in the ground. But neither she nor the maid paid much heed to this circumstance. Being lost in admiration of the beautiful ring, which the young lady immediately put on the little finger of the right hand, without more ado, as she did so, she felt a stinging pain all up her finger from the root of it to the point. But this pain went away again as quickly as it had come. Of course, she told her father at midday all about this strange adventure at the carrot bed, and showed him the beautiful ring which had been sticking up on the carrot. She was going to take it off that he might examine it the better, but felt the same stinging kind of pain as when she put it on. And this pain lasted all the time she was trying to get it off, so that she had to give up trying. Her dapsel scanned the ring upon her finger with the most careful attention. He made her stretch her finger out and describe with it all sorts of circles in all directions, after which he fell into a profound meditation and went up into his tower without uttering a syllable. Ancient heard him giving vent to a very considerable amount of groaning and sighing as he went. Next morning, when she was chasing the big cock around the yard, he was bent on all manner of mischief and was skirmishing particularly with the pigeons. Her dapsel began lamenting so fearfully down from the tower through the speaking trumpet that she cried up to him through her closed hand. Oh Papa dear, what are you making such a terrible howling for? The fowls are all going out of their wits. Her dapsel hailed down to her through the speaking trumpet saying, Anna, my daughter Anna, come up here to me immediately. Frawline Ancient was much astonished at this command, for her Papa had never in all his life asked her to go into the tower, but rather had kept the door of it carefully shut, so that she was conscious of a certain sense of anxiety as she climbed the narrow winding stair and opened the heavy door which led into its one room. Her dapsel von Zabel Fowl was seated upon a large armchair of singular form, surrounded by curious instruments and dusty books. Before him was a kind of stand upon which there was a paper stretched in a frame with a number of lines drawn upon it. He had on a tall pointed cap a wide mantle of grey calamanko and on his chin a long white beard so that he had quite the appearance of a magician. On account of his false beard Ancient didn't know him a bit just at first and looked curiously about to see if her father were hidden away in some corner, but when she saw that the man with the beard on was really Papa she laughed most heartily and asked if it was yuletime and he was going to act as father Christmas. Paying no heed to this inquiry her dapsel von Zabel Fowl took a small tool of iron in his hand, touched Ancient's forehead with it and then stroked it along her right arm several times from the armpit to the tip of the little finger. While this was going on she had to sit in the armchair which he had quitted and to lay the finger which had the ring upon it on the paper which was in the frame in such a position that the topaz touched the central point where all the lines came together. Yellow rays immediately shot out from the topaz all round colouring the paper all over with deep yellow light then the lines went flickering and crackling up and down and the little figures which were on the ring seemed to be jumping merrily about all over the paper. Herodapsal without taking his eyes from the paper had taken hold of a thin plate of some metal which he held up high over his head with both arms and was proceeding to press it down upon the paper but ere he could do so he slipped his foot on the smooth stone floor and fell anything but softly upon the sitting portion of his body whilst the metal plate which he had dropped in an instinctive attempt to break his fall and save damage to his oscoxegis went clattering down upon the stones. Fraulein ancient awoke with a gentle ah from a strange dreamy condition in which she had been. Herodapsal with some difficulty raised himself put the gray sugar loaf cap which had fallen off on again arranged the false beard and sacked himself down opposite to ancient upon a pile of folio volumes my daughter he said my daughter Anna what were your sensations describe your thoughts your feelings what were the forms seen by the eye of the spirit within your inner being ah answered Anna I was so happy I never was so happy in all my life and I thought of Amanda's von Nebelstern and I saw him quite plainly before my eyes but he was much better looking than he used to be and he was smoking a pipe of the virginia tobacco that I sent him and seemed to be enjoying it tremendously then all at once I felt a great appetite for young carrots with sausages and lo and behold there the dishes were before me and I was just going to help myself to some when I woke up from the dream in a moment with a sort of painful start. Amanda's von Nebelstern, Virginia canister, carrots, sausages, quote Herodapsal von Zabelthau to his daughter very reflectively and he signed to her to stay where she was for she was preparing to go away happy it is for you innocent child he began in a tone much more lamentable than even his usual one that you are as yet not initiated into the profounder mysteries of the universe and are unaware of the threatening perils which surround you you know nothing of the supernatural science of the sacred cabala true you will never partake the celestial joy of those wise ones whom having attained the highest step need never eat or drink except for their pleasure and are exempt from human necessities but then you have not to endure and suffer the pain of attainment to that step like your unhappy father who is still far more liable to attacks of mere human giddiness to whom that which he laboriously discovers only causes terror and awe and who is still from purely earthly necessities obliged to eat and drink and in fact submit to human requirements learn my charming child blessed as you are with absence of knowledge that the depths of the earth and the air water and fire are filled with spiritual beings of higher and yet of more restricted nature than mankind it seems unnecessary my little unwise one to explain to you the peculiar nature and characteristics of the gnomes the salamanders still feeds and undines you would not be able to understand them to give you some slight idea of the danger which you may be undergoing it is sufficient that i should tell you that these spirits are always striving eagerly to enter into unions with human beings and as they are well aware that human beings are strongly adverse to those unions they employ all manner of subtle and crafty artifices to delude such of the latter as they have fixed their affections upon often it is a twig a flower a glass of water a fire steel or something else in appearance of no importance which they employ as a means of compassing their intent it is true that unions of this sword often turn out exceedingly happily as in the case of two priests mentioned by princedella merandola who spent 40 years at the happiest possible wedlock with a spirit of this description it is true moreover that the most renowned sages have been the offspring of such unions between human beings and elementary spirits thus the great zoroaster was the son of the salamander or a masis the great apollonius the sage merlin the valiant count of cleave and the great cabalist ben syrah were the glorious fruits of marriages of this description and according to paracelsus the beautiful meselina was no other than a silk feed but yet notwithstanding the peril of such a union is much too great for not only do the elementary spirits require of those on whom they confer their favours that the clearest light of the profoundest wisdom shall have arisen and shall shine upon them but besides this they are extraordinarily touchy and sensitive and revenge offenses with extreme severity thus it once happened that a silk feed who was in union with a philosopher on an occasion when he was talking with friends about a pretty woman and perhaps rather too warmly suddenly allowed her white beautifully formed limb to become visible in the air as if to convince the friends of her beauty and then killed the poor philosopher on the spot but ah why should i refer to others why don't i speak of myself i am aware that for the last 12 years i have been beloved by a silk feed but she is timorous and coy and i am tortured by the thought of the danger of fettering her to me more closely by cabalistic processes in as much as i am still much too dependent on earthly necessities and consequently lack the necessary degree of wisdom every morning i make up my mind to fast and i succeed in letting breakfast pass without touching any but when midday comes oh anna my daughter anna you know well that i eat tremendously these latter words her dapsel uttered almost in a howl while bitter tears rolled down his lean chop fallen cheeks he then went on more calmly but i take the greatest of pains to behave towards the elementary spirit who is thus favorably disposed towards me with the utmost refinement of manners the most exquisite galanterie i never venture to smoke a pipe of tobacco without employing the proper preliminary cabalistic precautions for i cannot tell whether or not my tender air spirit may like the brand of the tobacco and so be annoyed at the defilement of her element and i take the same precautions when i cut a hazel twig pluck a flower eat a fruit or strike fire all my efforts being directed to avoid giving offense to any elementary spirit and yet there you see that nutshell which i slid upon and falling over backwards completely nullified the whole important experiment which would have revealed to me the whole mystery of the ring i do not remember that i have ever eaten a nut in this chamber completely devoted as it is to science you know now why i have my breakfast on the stairs and it is all the clearer that some little gnome must have been hidden away in that shell very likely having come here to prosecute his studies and watch some of my experiments for the elementary spirits are fond of human science particularly such kinds of it as the uninitiated vulgar considered to be if not foolish and superstitious at all events beyond the powers of the human mind to comprehend and for that reason style dangerous thus when i accidentally trod upon this little student's head i suppose he got in a rage and threw me down but it is probable that he had a deeper reason for preventing me from finding out the secret of the ring anna my dear anna listen to this i had ascertained that there is a gnome bestowing his favour upon you and to judge by the ring he must be a gnome of rank and distinction as well as of superior cultivation but my dear anna my most beloved little stupid girl how do you suppose you are going to enter into any kind of union with an elementary spirit without running the most terrible risk if you had read casiodorus remus you might of course reply that according to his voracious chronicle the celebrated magdalena de la croix abyss of a convent at cordova in spain lived for 30 years in the happiest wedlock imaginable with a little gnome whilst a similar result followed in the case of a self and the young gertrude a nun in nazareth near cologne but then think of the learned pursuits of those ecclesiastical ladies and of your own what a mighty difference instead of reading in learned books you are often employing your time in feeding hens geese ducks and other creatures which simply molest and annoy all cabalists instead of watching the course of the stars the heavens you dig in the earth instead of deciphering the traces of the future in skillfully constructed horoscopes you are churning milk into butter and putting sauerkraut up to pickle for mean everyday winter use although really i must say that for my own part i should be very sorry to be without such articles of food say is all this likely in the long run to contend to refine philosophic elementary spirit and then oh anna it must be through you that the dappselheim line must continue which earthly demand upon your being you cannot refuse to obey in any possible case yet in connection with this ring you in your instinctive way felt a strange irreflective sense of physical enjoyment by means of the operation in which i was engaged i desired and intended to break the power of the ring and free you entirely from the gnome which is pursuing you that operation failed in consequence of the trick played me by the little student in the nutshell and yet notwithstanding i feel inspired by a courage such as i have never felt before to do battle with this elementary spirit you are my child who might be got not indeed with a silphid salamandres or other elementary spirit but of that poor country lady of a fine old family to whom the god forgotten neighbors gained the nickname of the goat girl on account of her idyllic nature for she used to go out with a flock of pretty little white goats and pasture them on the green hillocks i mean while blowing a reed pipe on my tower a love-stricken young fool by way of accompaniment yes you are my own child my flesh and blood and i mean to rescue you here this mystic file shall be free you from the pernicious ring with this her dapsel von zeibelthau took up a small file and began filing away with it at the ring but scarcely had he passed it once or twice backwards and forwards when froline ancient cried aloud in pain papa papa you're filing my finger off and actually there was dark thick blood coming oozing from under the ring seeing this her dapsel let the file fall upon the floor sank half fainting into the armchair and cried in utter despair oh oh oh oh it is all over with me perhaps the infuriated gnome may come this very hour and bite my head off unless the silphid saves me oh anna anna go fly as her father's extraordinary talk had long made her wish herself far enough away she ran downstairs like the wind end of chapter two