Girl Who Sat by the Ashes-Pádraic Colum

0:00Chapter 1 of the Girl Who Sat By The Ashes This is a Librivox Recording. All Librivox Recording are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Librivox.org Recording By Activa The Girl Who Sat By The Ashes by Pedro At Column Chapter 1 The Coming of Crow Feather Cloak Because she used to herd goats in the high places in the rocky places, she went by the name of Girl Go With the Goats. But that was not the name that she herself called herself. She called herself Made Alone. Her feet were scratched with brires and bruised with stones. She was dressed in a rags, threaded together.

1:00And neither the grad of pleasure nor the grad of health had ever come into her face. She lived with her stepmother, Dame Dale, and her two step sisters, Barry Bright and Buttercup. Now one day, Barry Bright was disining herself with a necklace of beads and Buttercup was looking at herself in a plate of brass. An old woman came up to the house. Her dress was the queerest that anyone ever saw, a cloak of crow feathers, and nothing else. My, my, my, sit old woman and she came into the house. My, my, my, what became of the victory? That used to go foreign and stril a little house. The big tree? Said Barry Bright.

2:00I have heard my mother speak of that big tree. But she never saw it herself. They said that the gypsies once lied at the fires around that big tree. That the leaves withered and the branches and the root, and the tree died away. But my mother never remembers to have seen it. My, my, my, sit old woman, it must be a long time since I was round this way. And where is the well that used to be in my right hand side as I came into the house? I used to hear my grandmother speak of that well. Said Buttercup, but it was dried up before a time. My, my, my, sit old woman, it's a long time since I was round this way. But now that I'm here, made in steer, put the griddle on the fire and need and bake cake for me.

3:02There's no fire on the earth stone as you see. Said Barry Bright, and we are not going to put down a fire for you now. Nor can we need a cake and put it on the griddle for you. Said Buttercup, we have just washed our hands in new milk. Said Barry Bright, as we wash them every day. Said Buttercup, so that our hands will be as white as blossoms. Said Barry Bright, and three months from this, the King's Son is to choose item made into it. And there are no maidens fair than we too. Said Buttercup, and one or the other of us, the King's Son is sure to marry. And so we have to keep our hands white and fair. Said Barry Bright, we couldn't think of putting down a fire

4:04now that we have washed them in new milk. And to put a griddle on, said Buttercup, that I would be to hold them over the fire and make the skin of our hands split. And to need a cake, said Barry Bright, that would be to roughen our hands. The end of it is old woman, we can't do anything for you. My, my, my, said old woman, then I will get nothing to stay my hunger. If you had come before we washed our hands with new milk, said Buttercup, we should have done what you'd asked. Then they went on doing what they had been doing before, one looking at herself in a plate of brass and the other disinning herself, the necklace of beads. And the old woman, the cloak of crow feathers,

5:06was standing there looking at them, when girl with the goats came in. Did you milk the goats? Said Barry Bright, I did. Said girl, go with the goats. I hope you've ground the corn at the corn today. Said Barry Bright, for our mother, Dame Dale, will be coming home hungry from the market. I have ground the corn at the corn. Said girl, go with the goats. She went outside and came back with a bundle of sticks. She took down a measure of flour that she'd ground the corn and needed a cake. She lit a fire and put the griddle on it. She baked the cake, cut it into four quarters, and gave it to the old woman. Help me over the stepping stones, ground girl. It's the old woman to her then.

6:07I will, said girl, go with the goats. She went out of doors with the old woman in the crow for their cloak. How that girl shows her ingenuity. Said Buttercup, it is easy knowing the stock she came from, by the way, she makes up with every beggar and stroller. A beggar she herself would be. Said Buttercup, if her mother and herself did not give her bread and bed. She saw her own kind no doubt in crow for their cloak. Said Barry Bright. But call her now, sister and bear back. Said she'll have time to cook supper for a mother who must be on her way home by this. Really, sister? Said Buttercup, you might go to the door yourself. You will have a plate of brass worn out looking at yourself.

7:09Said Barry Bright. So Barry Bright and Buttercup spoke to each other. And neither went to the door to call girl go with the goats. Who by this time was as far as the stepping stones with the old woman in the crow for their cloak. End of chapter 1 Chapter 2 of the girl who sat by the ashes. This is the leap-revox recording. All leap-revox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to find out how you can volunteer, please visit leap-revox.org. The girl who sat by the ashes by paydrap column. Chapter 2 fruit for the king's son. Now when girl go with the goats came back from the stepping stones with the shining star on her forehead.

8:11And how that star came to be there will be told to you afterwards. When she came back to the house of her stepmother, low and behold, a surprising thing was coming to happen. For the king's son, no less, had come as far as the garden, foreign in that house. And sitting upon his white genit, he was looking across the ditch into the garden. And there was buttercup and buried bright, standing on the doorstep and making cutsees to him. Girl go with the goats, stood one side of the garden ditch, letting a bush hide her from the king's son and from her two step sisters. Give me berries out of your garden, fair mates. It's the king's son to bury bright into buttercup. One came towards him and one went back into the house. To the one who came to him, he handed a cup of silver.

9:14Take it into your hand, damsel, he said, and fill it with berries. It was buttercup who had come towards him. She took the silver cup from the king's son and went into the garden. Very bright, gone to the house for a vessel, and she came back with an earthenware cup in her hands. When she saw her sister holding the silver cup in her hand, she bit her lips in a rage. Buttercup went into the garden, she went to the gasp, rebushed to pick the berries. But as soon as she came near it, a flock of birds flew at her, spows and starlings they were, and they picked at her eyes in her arms and drove her back to the door of the house. Unlucky wench, cried the king's son, let the other maid come now and gather me berries in her earthenware cup.

10:15Very bright, ran towards the red current bush to pick from it the full of her earthenware cup of berries. With the swallows of the earth darted down upon her, with their fierce eyes and wicked mouths they drove very bright out of the garden. Unlucky wench is both, cried the king's son, will I not be able to get from your garden a couple of berries? Then girl go with the goats, slipped from behind the bush and darted into the garden. She took a whole shoe that lay on the ground. She went towards the black current bush and no bird darted and angered her. Instead two starlings flew down and lighting, one on each shoulder, sang to her. Then girl go with the goats, gather the black currents into the old shoe and brought them to the king's son.

11:16Oh, to be served with black currents out of an old shoe and by a girl as ragged as this wench, cry the king's son, out of my sight. He cried when he ate the berries, he took up the old shoe and he struck girl go with the goats and arm with it. Still she did not move but stood looking at him, her mouth trembling but her eyes steady and the two starlings resting on each shoulder. Gawk of a girl out of my way, cry the king's son, saying this he wrote his genit forward and pushed girl go with the goats against the garden ditch. Then he rode down the road and the birds that affected Barry Bright and Buttercup flew up into the air. And there stood Buttercup on the step of the house with a silver cup in her hands and there stood Barry Bright inside the garden gate with the earthenware cup in her hands.

12:23And each one sang to herself, who was it that put bad luck on me today? And there was girl go with the goats, crouching against the garden ditch with the two starlings upon her shoulders, thinking that the very trees around her were singing and their songs like the light and like the darkness. And there was his stepmother, Dame Del, coming up the path from the stepping stones. But now we have to tell you how it was that girl go with the goats came to get that shining star upon her forehead, a shining star met a lonely blossom. It was the old woman in the crow for their cloak who had placed it there for her. They had come together to the stepping stones, the old woman holding on to her arm, the cake the girl go with the goats had needed and made and given her. There is not much I can do for you made alone, so the old woman for the girl had not called herself, girl go with the goats but made alone.

13:34There is not much I can do for you, she said, except let the world see what I see in you. And saying that she took water from the stream and splashed on the girl's forehead and then came out the shining star. She told the girl to bend down and look at herself in the water of the stream. The girl go with the goats bend down and saw the shining star on her forehead. Oh long and wonder did she look on it? And when she lifted her face from the flowing stream, the old woman in the crow for their cloak was not to be seen. End of chapter 2 Chapter 3 of the girl who sat by the ashes This is a Librivox recording. All Librivox recordings are in the public domain.

14:36For more information or to find out how you can volunteer, please visit the Librivox.org. The girl who sat by the ashes by Padre Colum. Chapter 3, girl go with the goats to lose his house room. Girl go with the goats to remember it on the moment what she had to do to make the house well-ordered for her stepmother's return. She ran to the door and pushed past her step sisters and taking the bismar of the corner, she started to sweep the floor up towards the earth. And then she heard Buttercup and Barry Bright talking to her mother as they came up the loaming. Oh mother said Buttercup, I am as glad to see you as if you had brought a Rox egg to me. Oh what will I say to Dame Del so that you will know I am as glad as Buttercup is to see her back?

15:38Said girl go with the goats, a Rox egg, I could never think of anything as magnificent as that. Oh mother said Barry Bright, I am as glad to see you as if you had brought a Phoenix feather to me. A Phoenix feather said girl go with the goats, I could never think of anything as magnificent as that. And then Dame Del was at the doorway, girl go with the goats turned around to Dame Del, the bismar hands and her face all red with blushes. I am more pleased to see you said she than if you had brought salt to the house when it was lacking it. The idea said Buttercup, the idea said Barry Bright. But girl go with the goats, know what it was for the house to be without salt for the bread and salt for the porridge and salt for the egg.

16:47And if the house had been without it there would have been nothing more welcome than salt coming in. But Dame Del was angry when instead of hearing of a Rox egg and a Phoenix feather she heard of salt. You are more pleased to see me than if I had brought salt to a house licking it. She said that's to say nothing at all and welcome of me and it's you who should have given me the welcome from the earth. Girl go with the goats turned round and swept up the floor and tidy the ashes you're on the earth. She can only think of a ghost on her tongue said Buttercup how could fine words or fine thoughts come into her head. It would have been better said Barry Bright if one of your own daughters had stayed within the house to give you a welcome from the earth. How was it said Dame Del to grow go with the goats how was it that although I have given you good food and good shelter you never have a good word to say to me.

17:55Girl go with the goats to not answer because she could not think of a word to say. It was bad enough said Buttercup for to treat the king son the way she did. Lord some Dame Del was the king son near this he was the garden fornance the door said Barry Bright he wanted berries off our bushes and we would have brought him the berries in his own silver cup or in one of our best earthenware ones only nothing would do her except bring him the berries and old shoe she found in the garden. So the king son who rode away from the place and high dungeon taking hard leaning notice of us said Buttercup how could such a thing have been let happen said Dame Del. Indeed we would not have let it happen if we had known she was there said Buttercup but she hid behind the hedges we know her way and we did not see her at all until she was standing me for the king son with the berries and old shoe.

19:02I do have such a thing said Dame Del the very idea of it makes me shake with shame well she turned the prince away and oh how princely and fine he was looking not ought to be a satisfaction to her said Barry Bright. And I know he would have noticed me said Barry Bright he would certainly have noticed my hands when I held them up with a cup in them said Buttercup girl go with the goats had now tidied up the ashes around the fire and there was nothing else for her to do but put the bees in the corner and turn around to face them her face was still red but on her forehead like an apple blossom in color. There was a star and when she saw the star on the forehead of girl go with the goats Dame Del to look from one to the other of her daughters neither to star on her forehead and Dame Del saw the face of Barry Bright was too high colored and the face of Buttercup was too pinched and when she looked back to the star on the forehead of girl go with the goats she got her head.

20:21She was not very angry so said she it is that mark on your forehead that makes you too proud to talk to people and too proud to give them a fitting welcome I suppose you put herbs or blossoms on your forehead to bring that out but there's no one here who wants to see it hand in the ashes now and smear that mark across and keep the smear of ashes on it until the mark has gone away. Girl go with the goats spend down to the ashes and took some on her hand and smear it across the star on her forehead but Dame Del was not pleased either when she turned her with the star smear it over. Girl go with the goats look like one she should be sorry for but Dame Del could not be sorry for her on account of her not giving her fitting welcome when she came in and also on account of her having approached the king's son and having on her forehead a star that made her so different from Buttercup and Barry Bright.

21:26So instead of being sorry for her when she turned round the smear of ashes across her forehead Dame Del took a more settled dislike to her. I wish you out of my sight she said and as you are called go with the goats go now and live with the goats there's the goat shed for you to rest in and sleep in. Come to this earth no more unless you are sent for you separate your dinner shall be left for you on a doorstep and as for breakfast you can get that for yourself by taking some of the milk from the goats in the morning. But although you'll be outside of it there will be the work of the house that you will still have to do go now she said and may all bad temper go with you. Girl go with the goats went outside but she thought she could not bear to go away from the house so she stood there with her hand against the porch and with her heart heavy within her and her eyes flowing over with tears.

22:30End of chapter 3 Chapter 4 of the girl who sat by the ashes this is the Libravox recording all Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to find out how you can volunteer please visit Libravox.org. The girl who sat by the ashes by Padre Colum. Chapter 4 the girl in the goat shed. They shed the door behind her and they pulled the latch down on it. She knew that it was either better cup or berry bright that did this. The latching of the door was like as if someone had pushed her. She went away from the house. She went from the house in a way into the little del which she used to sit when she wanted to talk to herself.

23:30A tree grew in that del. A row and tree that had lots of bright red berries on it. She used to sit in that tree with her seven goats heading to be minded. She would talk to herself about the clouds in the moon. How the clouds were great goats and that a great goat herd was driving. First the white fleacy goats and the dark goats, the ones slower and slower. And how the moon was a girl like herself having to go fowl into the sky for a picture of water. When she was in this del she was not a girl go with the goats but made alone. And the things that she owned and that she alone knew of were in that del. A red business that hummed and hummed to her all the hours she was there. A tall bluebells, a little spring of water that she had set around with the white stones that she had found on the hill.

24:35A flat stone had the moving shadows of the leaves. Each leaf is clear as it was on the tree. And she'd a box hidden under the grass. She kept it in all the things that were her very own. A half of a buckle that looked beautiful on a bracelet of grass. Four beads of different colors and a ball of red thread. She came to that del she lay down the grass and she cried and cried. For she thought there was no one else in the world as lonely as she. But the nest of red bees hummed to her and hummed to her. And she sat up thinking that her loneliness was like something she herself had found. Her own too. Like the half buckle and the beads in the ball of red thread. And the nest of red bees and the bluebells and a little spring with the white stones rounded.

25:37She set up then and she looked the sky with the clouds going over it. And the bunches of bright thread berries on the growing tree. Then down from the growing tree flew the two starlings that had lighted on her shoulders when she gathered the berries for the king's son in the garden. They perched on her shoulders again and they sang to her. And the song they sang to her was down the long medals we go. Down the long immediacy we go down the longmed us're go up to you three will of Northstates down by the stream. Modern Sun that's upon them A koku-al blue will sing on a branch A koku-al blue will sing on a branch A koku-al blue will sing on a branch

26:39And the swan that's King's Conor will see you This son of the King of the Hill will be there This son of the King of the Hill will be there They son of the King of the Hill will be there Making game of his grandmother's dancing Down the long meadows will go, will go, down the long meadows will go. And when girl go with the goats, but made alone she was there, when made alone at her the song the styling sang to her, she did not feel herself half so lonesome. And now girl go with the goats grows up, her mind bent on the work of the house that she did not know how long to. When she came before the door was still closed, smoke was coming out of the chimney, and she knew that supper was being made ready. She brought Pete from the stack and left them beside the door

27:41so that they could be brought into the fire. She went and brought up the clothes she had washed and had been left drying on the stones beside the stream. When she did this she found her supper laid on a board of the gavel into the house, and while she ate it the two starlings perched on her shoulders. Then she took the two pictures down to the well and brought back the water for the morning. The next thing was to bring the goats from the high places and the rocky places. She stood on a high place and called to them. One goat lifted her head and came to her. Then three others came, stopping now and again to crop the tops of the little bushes. Beyond the bushes, somewhere, was an old goat that never answered to her call. She had to slip off and find the other one and pull her, drive her to this place

28:41before the others found out that she was gone. Then there were two others to get. One she saw on a high rock, very far up. But this was a good goat and would come when she called. Nanny, nanny, nanny. The other was a goat without horns and one never knew where she was. But one found her joining the others as they were making for home. Girl, go with the goats, struck the old contancress goat with a switch, dodged her horns as she reared up and got her started to the place where most of the other goats had gathered together. It was hard to get them home on the way there were scores of little paths and one goat would try one path and another goat would try another path and girl, go with the goats would have to follow first one and then the other and no sooner which she had got them together than they would scatter again. Oh, it was the worst trouble in the whole world

29:44this spending for seven goats. She got them in the green before the goat shed and she took off the doorstep the picture that she was to milk and two. For some reason or another, the goats gave little milk that evening and she knew that Dame Del would say that she had milked them badly or that she had spilled their milk. Then she got the goats into the shed and she took the picture and she left it in the stream. It was getting dark now and as she crossed a wall of stones on her way back, a little noot came out from a crack and looked at her. She was frightened of the little creature that is like nothing else in the world that moves so strangely and that has its house in the stones. She might see the door of Dame Del's house open she thought and Dame Del standing there to call her in now that she had done her work

30:46and that dark night was coming on. But the door was closed. She waited and waited but no one opened it to her and as she stood there all the loneliness came back to her and she thought that if her mother knew that she was standing there with the door close to her she would come back from the dead. Then girl go with the goats went where the goats were. A big wooden cradle was in the shed the cradle of buttercup and very bright had been rocked in and had been taken out of the house. She found the cradle and she lay down in it. She covered herself all over with dried fur and she looked out through the door that would not close. She thought and thought of the hundreds and hundreds strange things that were outside. She slept but she waken up sometimes

31:49and she saw the black goats and the brown goats and the white goats standing up or lying down and she wished that she could be as contented as the goats and of chapter 4. Chapter 5 of the Girl Who Sat By The Ash's This is the Libravox Recording. All Libravox Recording are in the public domain. For more information or to find out how you can volunteer please visit Libravox.org The Girl Who Sat By The Ash's by Patrick Colum Chapter 5 Fire of the King's Son In the morning early she goes up, open wide the door and let the goats go through. She milked a little from the brown goat and drank the milk for her breakfast.

32:49Then she let the seven goats go by themselves up to the high places and the rocky places. She went down to the stream and she washed her face in her hands. Then she stood on the bank and the two starlings flew down lighting one on each shoulder and they began to sink to her. The song they sang was a little brown jug that she washed every day and left in the center place on the dresser. Little brown jug, don't I love the bright and brown like a kept penny? I'll fill thee with honey, I'll fill thee with spice, I'll border thee with flowers of every device, I'll not let the fall thee a chip or a crack, I'll leave future below thee and dull for thy back. I'll fill thee with spice and I'll fill thee with honey and I'd not part with thee for a kettle full of money.

33:53Little brown jug, don't I love thee? Bright and brown like a kept penny. And when the starlings had sung to her, her heart would be gone, and the girl would go with the goats was not as heavy at heart as she had been before. Her next hint of work was to take a clopper's in her hand and go to the field and frighten a crose from her stepmother's crop. She did this until midday and then hearing a call for her, she went to the house. Dame Dell was at the door. and then go and bring back the seven goats from the high places and the rocky places. She ate her dinner of bread and milk in an egg, and she brought the goats home. His stepmother told her she need not milk them, as she had to go to a certain place before the darker the night came down.

34:53And where had she to go to? To the Forge and the Forest. And what had she to go for? For a pot of fire no less. For all that morning buttercup and berry bright, after washing their hands, new milk, set disining themselves as before. And Dame Del, being worried from her journey, stayed in bed. The consequence of it all was the fire on the hertha gone out, and there was no way now of kindling a fire. And the only place to get fire was the Forge and the Forest. It wasn't in a forest at all, for the trees had long since been cut down, and where the Forge stood was more of a more land than a forest. But still it was called the Forge and the Forest, and from all the houses around people went to it for fire when their own hearths were quenched.

35:55And now girl go with the goats, was bitten to take a pot in her hands, and go to the Forge and the Forest for fire for her stepmother's hearth. She started off, and no sooner had she turned the loaning when the starlings again flew down on her shoulders. And as she went along the path to the wood that she starling sang to her, whatever she thought of, that they sang to her. She came out on the moreland, and when she went to furlong, she saw the black Forge. Two dwarves with earrings net ears were within. They took two pieces of glowing wood out of their fire and put them in her pot. Back she went, hurrying now across the moreland, because dark clouds were gathering. As she went along the path to the wood, the starlings and her shoulders twittered their nesting song. The wood was darker around her, and she hurried, hurried on. And on the outskirts of the wood, she saw youth gathering kinlings and faggots for a fire.

37:01She came face to face with him, and she knew him. He was the king's son. She put down the pot, and at once she began gathering kinlings and faggots with him. She brought them where he was bringing his. She laid her down and built a fire for him. This is the night when according to my father's counsellors, I have to sleep on the moreland. So the king's son, he searched in his wallet. I had flint in steel, he said, but I have lost the flint in steel that was to make my fire. I have embers, as a girl go with a goat. She took the burning embers out of the pot and put them under the wood. A fire began to crackle. Leave me now, to the king's son. Would you not give me an ember out of the fire I have kindled?

38:04Said girl go with the goats. I will give you an ember, but not two embers, to the king's son. She took an ember from the fire. It was not a wady ember, like one of the two dwarves had given her. It was a light and a waning ember. She took it and put it in the pot, thinking she would find faggots in the wayside, decindled beside it. She went on and on, but she found no faggots, and when she looked into her pot again, the ember had died out. What was she to do? She walked back, and she saw the fire she had lighted blazing up. She saw the king's son standing beside the fire. She went near her, but she could hear his voice as he said to her. I will give you an ember, but not two embers. She was afraid to go near him and have him speak to her again.

39:07She went past the fire and she came to the wood. It was darker and darker, but she put her feet on the path, and she went on towards the moorland, where the dwarves would work in her forge. A lash she came out of the wood, and she went across the moorland, but the forge seemed far and far away. On and on she went, nothing to sing to her now, and no living thing nearer to her than the baths of blue here and there. And then when she knew she was lost, she heard a clank of metal struck. The forge was that way, now filled with hope that the dwarves would give her embers again and set her upon her way. She went on more quickly. The forge was far away, but at least she was near it. It seemed different from the forge where the dwarves had worked, higher and wider. She went to the door of the forge.

40:08Then instead of singing two dwarves with earrings in their ears, she saw but one person hammering out the links to the chain on the anvil, and that person was a red-faced, grizzly bearded giant. The giant saw her. When he looked at her out of his cigarette eye, she dropped the pot and turned in a grand. She ran and a grand and a grand, and then she took breath and told herself that no one was chasing her. And then she heard feet scrunching up the ground behind her. She ran on until she fell down. She crept along on her hands and knees and hid behind a bush, thinking he might go scrunching by her. But she heard him snorting and sniffing to smell her out as he came near. She goes up to run again and then she felt his big hands all over her. He wrenched her arms as he picked her up. He slung her across his back and then he went on with her to the black wood.

41:13End of chapter 5 Chapter 6 of the Girl Who Set by the Eshes This Librevox recording is in the public domain, recording by Cindy Jones. The Girl Who Set by the Eshes by Padrant Column, Chapter 6, Crow Feather Cloak again. He came out of the woods holding her by the legs and carrying her slung across his shoulder. Then with the great stride, he went upside of a mountain. He crossed the top and went down the other side so fast that the life was nearly shaken out of her body. But now the giant lifted girl go with the goats up on her shoulder and his gate was easier for her then. He went through a gate and into a yard where she heard the yulping and howling of beasts and the rattling of chains. He pushed open the door of a house.

42:15He left her down on the ground and closed the door as a boy might leave down and shut in the kitten of a wildcat he had taken. The giant shutter into the terrible house that was all in darkness. Don't try to get away for I'll hit every sound you make. He said to her. Then she heard him cast off his heavy hunting boots and threw down on the ground a chain he carried. She heard him get into his bed. For a while he talked to himself and then she heard him snore in his sleep. She stayed in the corner all night listening to the beasts' feet running, running in the dark before the house. The light came and she saw the house big and empty. She saw the giant's bed and she saw the giant lying in it with his grizzly bed nearly covering his red face. She saw the doors of the house, one at the back and one at the front with bolts on each of them. It was surely a terrible house. The giant wakened up.

43:19He put his feet under him in the bed and he looked at her. Oh, he said he. This is the 30th May I have caught. I'll take her to the fastness where I have the other 9 and 20. He opened wide the front door and stood looking into his yard. She stood down and looked out too. A wolf, a wildcat, a fox, a badger, all were running here and there with chains upon them and yelping and with howling. The giant took up the chain he had brought and shook it before the beast and they held and yelped more angrily. And then girl got with the goats, heard a little twittering in the window opening above her. She looked up and there she saw her two starlings. Oh my bird, she said to them softly. Show me, show me some way of escaping from the giant. Then the two starlings flew down on the low bench that was by the wall and they shrugged their wings and twisted their heads and went through all the ways of washing themselves.

44:29And then they flew up to the window opening and there again they shrugged their wings and twisted their heads and went through all the way up. And then they went through all the ways of washing themselves. Girl, go with the goats, thought she knew what the starlings would have her do. They would have her try to wash herself. She spoke to the giant who was still rattling his chains at the beasts. Mighty man said she, would you let me wash myself? Wash yourself and then come with me, said the giant. But I won't let you go out to get the water. He stepped outside the door and came back with a basin of rainwater. Wash now, he said. And come with me to the fastness where my nine and twenty other maids are kept. She took the basin from him and left it down on the low bench. She stood there not knowing what next to do. And the giant went to the door as before and made the beasts that were outside yelp and howl the sight of the chain he held.

45:34And now the two starlings flew down and lighted on the rim of the basin. They began to splash themselves with water. They flew into the basin and splashed louder and louder. Then she knew how the starlings were trying to help her. They were keep splashing and splashing while she stole away from the giant. The back door was shut by a bolt of wood that was within her reach. She put up her hands and laid them on the bolt. Loud and loud of the starlings splashed in the basin. She pushed the bolt back slowly. She drew the door towards her. With more and more noise the birds splashed in the water. She opened the door a little way. She stepped out and closed the door behind her. She stopped to listen. She heard the starlings in the basin of water splashing and splashing and splashing. And then girl go with the goats ran on and ran on.

46:35Far, far she went before she stopped to drink at the stream or pick a berry. Along a pathway in a wood she went, fearful because she did not know where she was going. It was then she heard two magpies, discoursing to one another in human language. When was your tongue split with a silver six-pit so that you were able to speak in men's language? Said one to the other. It was before the night of the Great Wind, said the second magpie. That same Great Wind blew myself and my cage away. And ever since I'm in these woods, and when was your tongue split? Mine was split before the battle and the sky was seen, said the first magpie. The people in the house ran out to see the same battle and I hopped off my perch and came away. And when you want to speak human words to whom do you go? Said the second magpie. Oh, to no one else but the woman of a thousand years.

47:35Said the first magpie. Who houses down by this pathway? I go to talk to the little green man of the mountain. Said the second magpie. The two went hopping off together. Girl, go with the goats went along the path that the first magpie had spoken of. She did not go far before she saw a small black house deep sunken in the earth, with elder bushes growing around it. The door of the house was open and she stole it so that she might first look to see who was within. An old woman was there spinning threads of grey on a spindle. The only garment she had on was a cloak of crow feathers. She went in on the doorway. Good evening, she said to the old woman. The old woman in the crow feather cloak looked at her from under her grey eyebrows. Good evening, girl, that I remember. She said, may I come in and rest myself?

48:36So girl, go with the goats. Come and rest yourself. Said the woman of a thousand years. Girl, go with the goats. Came into that little house. And oh, but her heart was rested to be within a house that was not fearful to her. She sat down on a stool and the moment she did, she began to think of her stepmother's goats. Where were they? And who was minding them today? Girl, that I remember. Would you eat or drink? Said the woman of a thousand years. I would take a drink of milk if you could spare it. Said, girl, go with the goats. There is no milk in the house, but this may do as well, said the old woman. She brought the girl a bowl of elderberry wine. Dark red and sharp smelling it was. She drank the bowl of wine, and the fears that she still had began to go away from her. And then the two starlings flew into the house, and lighting on the window sill behind her,

49:36began to sing loudly and joyfully. Oh, it was well to be in this house, with the bone hands and the two starling singing. She laid her head against the wall, and no sooner did she do this, then she fell into slumber. Chapter 7 of the Girl Who Sat by the Ashes This Libravox recording is in the public domain, recording by Elizabeth Klet. The Girl Who Sat by the Ashes by Parach Kolum. Chapter 7 Through the Three Woods and to the King's Castle When she woke up, it was evening. The crickets were singing in the ashes on the hearth. The rush candle was lighted, and the woman of a thousand years was sitting on the other side of the fire, supping her way. She heard a clatter before the door, and then a strange creature came in. The look of him made a lone afeard, but the woman of a thousand years said,

50:40take no heed of him. He is the Guru-gach that we call trouble the house. He had horses legs, but for all that he was not as tall as a horse would be if it stood up. He had the ears of a horse, too, but he had the face of a poor spirited man. He sideled to the dresser, and he took down a brass plate and the tin covers, and he began to polish them with a napkin that was hanging on the line. He sideled to the fire then and sat before it. His horses legs folded under him like a tailor's. He wore a long coat that was made of plated rushes, and he had hairy arm, and big hands that he clasped behind his neck when he sat down. No one spoke to him, and he spoke to no one, and in a while he got up and took the pale and went out. When he was gone, the woman of a thousand years said, if you can catch him while he is doing some stint of work, and layer command on him, he will carry you through the three woods, but you will have to come upon him and speak to him while he is doing some task.

51:42Trouble the house brought back a pail full of water, and then went out of the door. Made alone heard the clatter of his hoofs outside, and the woman of a thousand years told her he had gone off to sleep in the middle of a field of furs pushes. Catch him tomorrow while he is doing some task, she said, and he will carry you to the place you would go. Then the woman of a thousand years took off her cloak of crow feathers, and she wrapped herself in a quilt of small birds' feathers, and gave another quilt to made alone, and they spread out the rushes and the moss, and they laid down and went to sleep. Made alone dreamt of her stepmother's goats, and of the giant and his beasts, and then she wakened. When she went to sleep again she was happy that she was in a quiet house with only the stir of the crickets to trouble her rest. The woman of a thousand years rose first, and she went out to wash her face in the dew of the morning. When she came back, her eyes were bright, and her step was quick. Made alone said she, I have thought of what is to befall you.

52:46You must make no delay, but go to the king's castle, find trouble the house, and lay the command on him, that he is to take you there through the three woods. Made alone, without waiting to eat her crust, went out to look for trouble the house. He was in the field of furs bushes where he had slept the night. His coat of plated rushes was off, and he was brushing off his hide the thorns and prickles of the furs. Made alone went straight to him, but he rose up and went clattering away. She went back to the house of the woman of the thousand years, and ate her crust and drank her bowl of elderberry wine. Again she went to find trouble the house, and she came upon him as he was grinding oats at the cornstone. When he saw her on her way, he rose and putook himself to the field of the furs bushes. For the rest of the day he did no work, and every time made alone came on him, he was lying on his back, idling his time. This is what the woman of a thousand years told her to do.

53:47She was to sit by the fire with the crow feather cloak about her, so that trouble the house would think that only the woman was there. And when he was fixing the fire, she was to catch hold of his rush plated coat, and lay her command on him to carry her through the three woods and to the king's castle. So made alone put on the cloak of crow feathers, and the woman of a thousand years put on her brown habit, and sat with her back to the brown wall. In the little light made by the rush candle, she wasn't to be seen at all. Then trouble the house came clattering to the door. He went to the dresser and took down the brass plate and to the tin covers, and he polished them with the napkin that was hanging on the line. He threw side-looks at the fire, and when he saw that it was burning low he came to it, and squatting down before it, put kindlings in. Made alone laid her hands on his coat of plated rushes, and she said, you must carry me through the three woods and to the king's castle this very night. I'll carry you. I'll carry you since so you'll have it," said the glashen, and he rose up and went out.

54:51Go to him now, said the woman of a thousand years. You'll find him where he's taking a drink of water at the well. Through the three woods you will go, the wood of bronze, the wood of silver, and the wood of gold. Plug a twig in each wood no matter what the grougegach says to you, and make him carry whatever the twig turns into. When you come to the king's castle, go into it by the least grand way, wearing the crow feather cloak that I now bestow on you. The rush candle went out, and made alone saw no more of the woman of a thousand years. She went out of the door, and to the well, and she saw the grougegach there taking a drink of water. She bait him take her to the king's castle through the three woods, and to make good speed. He stooped down, and she got up on his back. They went on and on until they came to the wood of bronze. The moon was clear in the sky, and it showed the glitter of the leaves and the twigs and the branches. One wakeful blackbird was flying and crying through that wood, has made alone, and the grougegach went on.

55:53Then, remembering what the woman of a thousand years had told her to do, made alone put up her hand and broke off a glittering twig with its glittering leaves. The grougegach pinched her hand, saying, ''Beat now, be coming back through his wood for the thing you have done, girl. Break off no more twigs, or I'll leave you on the ground.'' But the twig she had broken off turned into a glittering dress, with a glittering veil and a pair of glittering shoes, and made alone forgot the pinches that the grougegach gave her, such delight was hers. They came to a second wood. Still the moon was clear in the sky, and the leaves and twigs shown white and bright. A wakeful cuckoo was crying in the wood, and as they went on, made alone broke off a silver twig with silver leaves. It turned into a silver dress with a silver veil and a pair of silver shoes, made alone left it on the grougegach shoulders with the dress of glittering bronze, but trouble the house, when he knew what she had done, shook her until she was dizzy. ''Beat now, be when I come back through this wood for the thing you have done,' said he. ''Break off no more twigs, break off no more twigs, or I'll leave you down to go your way by yourself.''

57:02Made alone forgot the shaking he gave her, such delight was hers at the side of the silver dress beside the bronze one. They came into the third wood. The moon was still clear in the sky, and it showed leaves soft as candle flames and twigs that were rods of brightness, a night in gale sang in that wood, and its song was like the moonlight on the leaves. Made alone was a fear that the grougegach would leave her alone in that wood if she broke off a twig with leaves, and for a long time she would not put up her hand to break one off, but she might not leave that wood without taking a golden twig with its golden leaves. Then as they were coming out of the thick of the wood, she reached up and broke off a shining twig with its shining leaves. The grougegach slapped her with his great hands. ''Beat an R.B. and every wood I go through for what you have done, girl.'' But made alone did not heed the beating he gave her, for the twig and the leaves turned into a shining dress with a shining veil and a pair of shining shoes.

58:03This dress too, she put across the grougegach shoulders, and the two went on. After they came out of the three woods they went across seven ridges, but made alone did not heed the distance they traveled, for her mind was on the three fine dresses that were before her, the gleaming and glittering and shining dresses. They came to a white river, and they heard cocks crowing. More cocks than ever made alone heard crow together before, and looking hard in the direction that the cocks were crowing, she saw the roofs of the king's castle. The grougegach put her down on the ground and he left her dresses behind her, then he loosened his coat of plated brushes, took it off, and putting it across his shoulder, started running back along the way they had come. Made alone was left standing beside a great tree. End of chapter 7 Chapter 8 of the Girl Who Sat by the Ashes The Slippervox recording is in the public domain, recording by Elizabeth Klet, the Girl Who Sat by the Ashes, by Paul Ric Colum,

59:10Chapter 8 Water for the King's Son The tree she was beside had a hollow in it, a hollow wide and clean and dry. She put pegs in the hollow, and she hung up her dresses there, the bronze dress, the silver dress, and the golden dress. Then made alone went in the direction in which she heard the peacocks cry. She came to the king's castle with its stables and its kennels, with its muse for hawks and its mirrors for herons, with its ponds for swans and its parades for peacocks. She came to the king's castle, and she found the least grand way to enter it, and she went that way and stood before the grill that was in the lowest door. When she knocked, the third of the under-stuartises opened the grill and looked out at her. What do you want, Girl, and the Crow Feather Cloak, said the third of the under-stuartises? To work in the king's castle, said made alone. Then the third of the under-stuartises said to her, can you mind Geese, Girl? Geese would be easy for me to mind, said made alone.

1:00:13Then come to me after the plowman go into the fields, and I'll take you to the goose shelter, said the third of the under-stuartises. She closed the grill, but made alone stayed there until she saw the plowman go into the fields. She knocked again, and the third of the under-stuartises opened the lowest door in the castle, and brought her into the scullery, and gave her crusts and scraps for her breakfast. Then she brought made alone to the wide shelter where two score Geese were lifting up their necks and shaking out their wings and clangering. She gave her the rod of the goose herd, and told her to take the goose flock down to the marsh. When the Geese were all feeding in the marsh with one gander to watch for them, made alone left them for a while and came out on the highway. Along the highway a coach with four horses was coming, and at a distance from the coach a horseman was riding with a hound running beside him. When the coach came near where she was standing, it stopped, and out of it stepped two damsels grandly dressed.

1:01:13They were made alone's foster sisters, Barry Bright and Buttercup. There was a third person in the coach, and she was Dame Dale, made alone's foster mother. It is the king's son who was riding behind us on his high-metaled horse, said Dame Dale to the damsels, stand beside the coach now my fair daughters, and give him the chance of looking at you. Buttercup and Barry Bright stood alongside the coach in their grand dresses, and the king's son came riding up to them. Is there art we can do to serve you noble lord? said Barry Bright. The king's son drew the rain of his high-metaled horse and his bell-mouthed hound stayed by him. Is there art we can do to serve you noble lord? said Buttercup. If you would serve me damsels, said the king's son, bring me a drink of water from the cold well yonder. We have no vessel to bring the water to you good lord," said Barry Bright. "'Your own beautiful white hands will do well to carry the water in,' said Dame Dale from the coach.

1:02:14Barry Bright started off for the well, and made alone in her crow feather cloak, unseen and unknown by them all, stood near and looked on. Barry Bright came back with her fingers knit together and her palms hollowed out to hold the water. The king's son slipped down from his horse to drink, and the hands that were made white with washings and new milk were held up to him. The face of Barry Bright was red with pride, and the face of Buttercup, white with envy. But when he stooped down to drink, the water had flowed away. He lifted his head and he turned away from her. Then Buttercup started for the well. She came back with her fingers knit and her palms hollowed to hold the water. She held up the hands that were white with washings and new milk, and the red of pride was on her face. But from her hands to the water flowed away, and after he had bent down to empty palms, the king's son lifted his head and turned away from her. Made alone stole to the well. She came back with her fingers knit and her palms hollowed to hold the water.

1:03:16The water stayed within her firm hands, and the king's son stooped down and drank all that was held there. Dame Dale and Barry Bright and Buttercup looked on the girl in the crow feather cloak and knew her for made alone who had minded their goats. And the king's son looked on her and on her queer cloak of crow feathers. He looked on her once and he looked on her again. He is wondering what whole she came out of, said Dame Dale to her daughters. ''Bring water from my hound to dip his tongue in,' said the king's son. Made alone went to the well again and came back with water in the hollow of her palms. She stooped down and the king's son's hound put his tongue into the water and then lapted up. The king's son mounted his high-metaled horse and he rode off with his bell-mouthed hound running beside him. Barry Bright and Buttercup said not a word to Made alone. They stepped into the coach and seated themselves beside Dame Dale and the coach drove off toward the king's castle. And as for Made alone, she went back to where her goose-flog was feeding in the marsh and she watched over them.

1:04:22Then when the son was near sinking, she gathered them together and drove them across the fields to the goose shelter near the castle. When she was eating her supper of scraps in the scullery, she heard the news of the castle. The king's son was soon to choose a wife and all the maidens of the land were being gathered for him to look at. They would be lodged in the fifty-five new chambers of the castle. Two had come that very day, arriving in the fourth royal coach, and their mother, Dame Dale, was to be the new house-dame. End of Chapter 8 Chapter 9 of the Girl Who Sat by the Ashes This Libravox recording is in the public domain, recording by Elizabeth Klet. The Girl Who Sat by the Ashes by Paaric Colum. Chapter 9. What's the geese talked of? On the morning of the next day, made a loan went into the goose shelter and the two score geese when they saw her amongst them,

1:05:23stretched up their necks, shook out their wings, and set up their goose-gabble. She had the rod of the goose heard in her hand, and she drove them out, setting the ganders marching at the heads of their companies. She took them to the marsh, and she waited till they had all settled down to feed, leaving a gander to watch and ward for them. Then she hurried from the marsh and went to the hollow tree where her dresses were hidden. She took off her crow feather cloak, and she put on the first of her fine dresses, the glittering dress of bronze, with the gleaming shoes and the glittering veil. She hung up the crow feather cloak on the peg that the first of her fine dresses had been on. Then she went back to the swamp where the geese were feeding. The watcher and the water for the flock saw her coming, and he set up his cry. The other geese looked up and saw her. They stretched up their necks, and they shook out their wings, and they cackled and clamoured and crowded around her. And whether she sat down on the stump of a tree or walked about in the sunlight, the geese crowded round, or followed her.

1:06:23No goose fed, and no gander kept watch or ward. Their necks were stretched up all the time she was there in her gleaming dress, with her glittering veil and gleaming shoes. And one goose kept saying that she was like a beautiful poplar tree, and another that she was like a shining water lily. And an old goose kept saying that she was like Helen of Greece, that her grandmother told her about, Helen of Greece who was born out of a swan's egg. So the geese kept on talking with their necks stretched up. They neither fed nor kept watch from the time she came amongst them in her bronze dress. And when it was near sunset, made a loan turn to go to the hollow tree to leave back the first of her fine dresses, and put on the Crow Feather cloak. The geese followed her. She ran ahead of the flock, and she had the bronze dress off and the Crow Feather cloak on, before they came to where she was standing at the hollow tree. She drove them back to the goose shelter, and they went on with their heads held high, telling of the wondrous maiden they had seen in the marsh.

1:07:23And one kept saying that she was like a beautiful poplar tree, and another kept saying that she was like a shining water lily. But the oldest of the geese kept saying that she was like Helen of Greece, that her grandmother had told her about, Helen of Greece who was born out of a swan's egg. End of chapter 9 Chapter 10 of the Girl Who Sat by the Ashes This lip-revox recording is in the public domain, recording by Elizabeth Klet. The Girl Who Sat by the Ashes, by Parach Kolum. Chapter 10 The King's Son Goes Seeking And that is how the King's son came to hear of the beauty of the maiden who had no name. His moem, that is his ancient foster mother, had a dorm room above the goose fold. She wakened up before the squeak of day, and she heard the geese tell of the beauty of the maiden who had on a gleaming dress, with a glittering veil and gleaming shoes.

1:08:23The King's sons, ancient foster mother, listened to it all. She was a wise woman, and she knew that the geese had seen what they were speaking of, for the token was that he had eaten next to nothing in the marsh. She went to the King's son, and she said to him, ''Make no hasty choice, son of King Daniel. The maiden you wed should be the one that the moon would bow down to, and I want to tell you that the geese in the goose fold are telling of one who has such beauty. You would be lucky if you could find her. And my advice to you is that you mount on your horse and ride to all places where the geese have been. So his moem said to the King's son. Now the first company of maidens had come that very day, and they were being lodged in the 55 new chambers in the King's castle. They had invited the King's son to play Blindman's bluff up and down the stairs with them, but he listened to what his ancient foster mother told him. And although he had on the knee-breaches that best showed his legs, he sent a message asking to be excused from the game, and he mounted his horse and wrote off to find the maiden that the geese made such a clamor about.

1:09:28Made alone came to the goose fold that morning wearing her crow feather cloak. She drove the geese to the marsh, but knowing they would not feed if she had on any of her fine dresses, she made no change in her garb. The King's son went riding by on his high-metaled horse. He saw the white geese and the grey geese feeding in the great contentment with one of the ganders a little way off keeping watch and ward. A girl was standing there hurting the goose-flok, and her bare feet were in the marsh water. The King's son wrote by. And the next morning, though she came to her dormer window to listen, the King's son's ancient foster mother heard no talk of a maiden that was as beautiful as a poplar tree, or a shining water lily, or as that queen in Greece that one's grandmother remembered. The light-minded geese had forgotten what they had talked about. But they came to clamor again. The next day, made alone left the flock feeding in the marsh with a gander to keep watch and ward, and she went to the hollow tree and took out the second of her fine dresses, all in silver was she clad now, with a shimmering veil and glimmering shoes.

1:10:34And what befell before befell again. No goose fed that day, and no gander kept watch and ward, with her neck stretched out they told each other of her beauty. They said the same things as they said before, but this time they made twice as much clamor. When it was near sunset, made alone turned to go to the hollow tree. The goose flock followed her. She ran ahead, and she had the silver dress off and the crow feather cloak on before they came to where she was standing. But they kept up the clamor and the goose fold. They waken up the King's son's ancient foster mother before the stars had waned in the sky. She heard about the beauty of the maiden who was all clad in silver, and who was more lovely than a poplar tree, or a shining water lily, or that queen in grease that one's grandmother remembered. What a loss it will be, said his moeam to the King's son, if you mismarrying the beauty that the geese go hungry from thinking about. He was sitting in the King's council chamber with the King's counsellors around him, and what they were trying to decide was whether it was the first or the second company of maidens, the second company had just come, that had the right to entertain him to the game of throwing the apple.

1:11:45A loss it would be indeed," said the King's son. If such a one were near and I missed fixing my choice on her. He went out of the council chamber, and he mounted his horse, and he rode to the marsh where maid alone was minding her goose flock. If she had on then her bronze or her silver dress, he would have been sure to notice her. But there she was, standing with her crow feather cloak on and her bare feet in the marsh water. The King's son looked at her, and rode on to his father's castle. That day the geese fed in great contentment, and the ganders kept watch and ward in their regular order, for there is nothing for a goose flock to stretch up next to. But the next day, made alone put on the third of her fine dresses, her dress of gold, with her shining veil and her golden shoes. She went back to the marsh in that attire. No goose fed, and no gander kept watch. The goose flock told each other the things they had told when she had on her bronze dress and when she had on her silver dress. This time they made three times the clamor they made before. The King's son's ancient foster mother was kept awake all night. When the morning came she went to the King's son, and she told him that he would never have any luck in his life, if he did not go off at once, and search for the beauty that gave two score geese such cause for clamor.

1:13:02He was then standing on the steps of his father's castle, ready to receive third company of maidens that was coming that very day. But he mounted his horse and rode off again, and he saw a girl with a crow feather cloak upon her, and with grey geese and white geese standing around her, and when he saw that sight he rode back to his father's castle, and he told his moem that that was the last time he would ride out to seek the maiden that was without a name. 10. XI. This Libra Vox recording is in the public domain, recording by Elizabeth Klet. The girl who sat by the ashes, by Paulic Colum. XI. How made alone ceased being a goose herd? The next happening was that the purveyor to the king's castle took stock of the goose flock. He had to have geese of size for the feasts that were to be given in the castle.

1:14:02He watched maidalones flock coming home, and he saw that they were as thin as corn quakes when they first came into our meadows. He notified the third under stewardess of this, and the third under stewardess went and told the house-stame. Thereupon the house-stame said that she herself would go and speak to the goose herd. Made alone was standing before the table in the scullery, eating her supper of scraps, with the cold of the marsh still in her bones. The day before the goose flock had not fed because she had shown herself in her dress of gold, with her shining veil and her golden shoes. This day she had worn her crow feather cloak. But because two eagles had come into the ash trees beside the marsh, and had remained watching them all day, the geese had not gone. When they went home there was two days hunger upon them, and they had a thinness that might be measured. Dame Dale came down to the scullery to speak to the goose herd about it, and greatly surprised was she to see that the goose herd was no other than maidalone who had heard of her goats. She had on a high quaffed linen cap, and her face grew very red beneath it when she looked on maidalone.

1:15:08So, she said, you left my seven goats' string to come here to let the king's geese go starving. Wherever you are there are losses. But what you've done here is the worst of all, and if you were in any other kings' dominions you would surely be tried for malfeasance, or to let the king's geese starve as a step towards overthrowing the royal realm. The high cap on her head shook with anger, maidalone had never seen her so terrible. She towered up in her authority, and maidalone thought she would order her to be thrown into a pit of serpents. She wished that trouble the house was near to carry her from the castle. And then she saw that Dame Dale's eyes were fixed upon the star on her forehead. It was not smeared over. The look in Dame Dale's eyes frightened her so much that she felt sorry the star had ever been given her. I'll not let the geese go hungry again," she said. "'We'll see that you won't,' said Dame Dale. We'll get someone else to take them to the marsh. We can't have the king's geese go low and flesh and high and bone just because you want to disport yourself in the marsh, or wherever else you take them to.'

1:16:14She turned to the third under stewardess, and she said, I require you to get another herd for the king's geese by tomorrow morning. "'I'll go away,' said maidalone, not knowing where in the world she could go. "'I forbid you to leave the king's castle,' said Dame Dale. There's work here that has to be done. We have no one to clear out the ashes of the seven kitchens, and if you're good for nothing else, you'll do for a cinderwrench. Go on this instant down to the lower kitchens and take the task of keeping the hearths clear of ashes.' And that is how it came that maidalone, instead of going to the marsh with the goose-flog, stayed in the underground kitchens of the king's castle. There had been no cinderwrench for long, and the ashes were deep on the hearths of the seven kitchens. maidalone had to gather the ashes and to draw them to the great ash-heap outside. Soon her crow feather cloak was all gray with ashes, and the suit drops from the chimneys fell on her hands and her face. She was black with the suit and gray with the ashes, and the servants in the castle would not let her come to eat in the scullery.

1:17:19She had to take her dish and her porridge or on her knee and sit and eat by one or the other of the great hearths. They would let her have no place to sleep near them, and she had to huddle herself by one of the hearths and go to sleep over the ashes. End of chapter 11 No more of the great clouds that were above her when she stood in the marsh. She heard no more the nut hatches calling to each other in the bushes and the ash trees around. Always she was going from one kitchen to the other, carrying her tub of ashes, and the outlander servants who were there never spoke to her.

1:18:21And at night when she sat by one of the fires there wasn't a cat there to keep her company. There were crickets there to be sure, crickets aplenty, but she didn't like them, for they got in her hair when she slept by the fire at night. The rat catcher was the only one who spoke to her. Once he showed her a salamander that lived in the fire, and he told her what to say when one sees a salamander. Little lizard of the fire, will you stay and look at me? No, you will not. You will go like a word that said. Only dust of diamonds flung on your tail, little lizard that breathes flame, makes you stay. Often and often she looked into that fire, but she never saw the salamander again. Away down a long passage there was a draw well that was covered over by a great stone. When all the outlander servants had gone out of the great kitchens, made a loan would go down to the end of that passage, clear off the stone, and draw a pair of water from the depths.

1:19:22Made a loan could not see to the water, but she would let a pale down and draw it up filled. Then she would wash herself clear of the soot and the ashes, and she would comb her hair with a comb she had made, bristles stuck in a piece of wood. Then for an hour she would be clean and fair, and the star upon her forehead was to be seen, but no one ever saw her at that hour. Then a great stroke would go all through the castle, it was the tower clock striking one. The outlander servants would troupe in to make ready for the baking of the bread, and the meats for the morning meal. Made a loan would then have to clear the ashes from the seven hearths. Her crow feather cloak would become grayer with the ashes, her hands and her face would be spotted with the soot from the chimneys, and the ashy crickets of the hearth would be in her hair. End of chapter 12

1:20:40The ball in the king's castle. No one knew how many twisted stairways and crooked passageways, led from the underground kitchens up into the main hallway of the king's castle. But when you were in the hallway, you saw before you the great sweeping scarlet staircase that went up to the grandest chambers. Every night seven servitors dressed in velvets stood on that staircase, ten steps above each other, each holding a silver candlestick of seven branches in his hands, to light the way to the grand chambers. And in the grandest of the grand chambers, in the solar gallery no less, a ball was being held that was the grandest ever given in the royal realm. It was being given by the king to the maidens who had come to the castle, from amongst whom the king's son was to choose a wife.

1:21:40He was not required to make his choice at this ball. There were to be three, and at the finish of the third ball he was to make his choice. There were a thousand camels lighted in the gallery, but if there had not been one lighted, the gallery would have been bright because of the hanging lustres and the standing silvers that were there. There were citrons and pomegranates heaped on the table. There were seventeen fiddlers wearing cocktats in the little gallery, and all the maidens who had come to the ball were required to wear grass green slippers so that their feet might look well on the cloth of gold carpet. Dame Dale gave her last commands to the underservants, and then she ordered a page to go to her two daughters, Barry Bright and Buttercup, and request them to come to her in her own chamber. The damsels came with a page behind them, carrying the boxes in which there were the dresses they were to wear at the ball.

1:22:47Dame Dale dressed them from Chutai to necklace. The wreaths they brought she would not have them wear. She sent out to the King's garden for roses of the white and red, and she made fresh wreaths for them. She gave each a new perfumed pocket-hangerchief, and a fan made out of swans feathers. I do not know, she said, which of you is the best favored, but the King's son would make a good choice if he should choose either of you. Barry Bright looked at Buttercup, and she thought that it would be a pity indeed if the King's son were misled in the choosing her, and Buttercup looked at her sister and thought that somebody ought to mention to the King's son that she had a cast in her eye, which she managed to conceal very unfairly. Prame mother said Buttercup, why do you let people from the underground kitchens come out into the main hallway? I met the rat catcher with his cage of brown rats, and I thought I should expire with disgust.

1:23:57The rat catcher will have to stay below with the other servants, including our own housemaid, girl, go with the goats, said Dame Dale. Is she in the King's castle? Asked Barry Bright. I should have done something to keep her at a distance. You know she might claim kin with us. She is the cinderwrench below the stairs, and we have said enough about her, said Dame Dale. She rubbed the cheeks of each of her daughters with a hair-as-foot to bring out the color. She put nose-gays bound with bright ribbons in their hands, and she took them along passages, and brought them out in the main hall, just in front of the great sweeping Scarlet staircase. Then up the great Scarlet staircase Buttercup and Barry Bright went, each holding her nose-gay high in her hand. The seven servitors dressed in velvets, holding the silver Campbell sticks of seven branches, lighted the way for them.

1:25:00And nine captive knighting gales in darkened cages were singing in the alcove along the stairs. Buttercup and Barry Bright entered the solar gallery, and they curtsied to the right to the King's son, and to the left to the peers who were there. All the young peers of the realm were at the ball, but it was expected that no one less than a duke would ask any of the maidens to dance with him. The score of servants came in and scattered rose-leaves over the floor. Then the seventeen fiddlers tuned up their instruments, and played the laughter-tune. And if there were anyone there who were not gay before, they were made gay then. The King's son took off his diadem, and the peers of the realm took off their velvet cloaks, and the maidens in their robes of gauze and spangle, of silk and satin, walked round in procession.

1:26:01The King's son, and the peers of the realm held their hands high for the procession to pass under. The King's son took the hand of the last maiden, and the dance began. Whoever had known him before would hardly have known him now, so changed was the King's son. He forgot all the importance that conversation with people and authority had given him. He laughed as he danced, and he danced as he laughed. He thought that each of his partners was the only matchless maiden in the world. He would not have to make his choice now, he knew. However, at the close of the ball, he would have to ask the maiden, whom he thought was the fairest, to distribute the citrons and the pomegranates amongst the company. The King's son danced with dark haired maidens and fair haired maidens and brown haired maidens. At last he came to dance with Barry Bright. He admired the beauty of her white hands, and he thought that she would be the one he would choose to distribute the citrons and pomegranates amongst the company.

1:27:10But then he danced with Buttercup, and he thought she was the one he would ask to do it. For Buttercup had lovely curls just touching her shoulders, and her conversation was very pleasing. After he had danced with Buttercup, there was a law in the music. The Chamberlain approached him and began to tell him of the points of beauty that each maiden showed as she displayed herself in the dance. But just then he noticed that all the young peers of the realm were standing with her hands, shading their eyes, to look at someone who had come into the gallery. A maiden she was, and she wore a dress of bronze, a gleaming dress, with a glittering veil and gleaming shoes. She was slender, and her white arms and her dark hair were lovely to behold. On her forehead was a star. In her cheek was a dimple, and on her mouth was a smile of eagerness and joy.

1:28:11She curtsied to the right to the king's son, and she curtsied to the left to the peers of the realm. The dukes whispered to the lesser peers. The king's son stood bewildered. The Chamberlain dropped the notes he had made. For here was a maiden who had points of beauty exceeding all that the other maidens had put together. Then the king's son collected himself and went to her. Where have you come from, bright damsel, he said? I came from ditch land, which is by the old shoe-garden, she said. And will you dance with me, said the king's son? When you read a right where I come from, she said. The king's son drew back from her, not knowing what to say, and the most admired of the young dukes came and took her hand and let her into the dance. When it was over, the king's son went to her again. But now there was a law in the music, and the fiddlers did not tune up for another dance.

1:29:18Dance in his over, said the king's son, but I beg of you to come to the table and distribute the citrons and pomegranates amongst the company. Then the newcom maiden walked up to the table, and those who were little looked over others' shoulders to see her pass. She took a citron and a pomegranate in each hand, and very graciously she offered them to one of the maidens. She took another citron and another pomegranate, and she brought them over to another maiden. She took a great many citrons and pomegranates, and was bringing them to this one and that one in the company, when suddenly there came a heavy sound into the gallery. It was the clock in the tower, striking twelve. The newcom maiden let the citrons and pomegranates fall, and they rolled upon the floor. She ran to the wide doorway. Before anyone knew that she was out of the gallery, she was speeding down the scarlet stairway, past the seven servitors, holding their branched candlesticks, and down into the main hall.

1:30:30They saw her in the hallway, but when the king's son, with the peers of the realm, the seventeen fiddlers and the score of servants who had strewn the rose-leaves, came into the hallway, the maiden with a gleaming dress, the glittering veil, and the gleaming shoes, was nowhere to be seen. End of chapter 13. Recording by Richard Kilmer, Real Medina, Texas. Chapter 14 of the Girl Who Sat By The Ashes. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. The Girl Who Sat By The Ashes by Padrik Column. Chapter 14. The matchless maiden loses her golden slipper.

1:31:33Here the maidens were walking in the king's garden, gathering roses of the white and red, and telling each other about this and that, that was set at the ball, and about such and such that was worn, there, made alone, seated by the ashy hearth, was eating her luncheon of scraps, and listening to the rat-catcher complain against the servants, for saying that he was letting the rats eat up all the tallow, that they had for candles. And yonder, in her lady's chamber, Dame Dale sat listening to water daughters, very bright and buttercup, were saying about the strange maiden, who was the last to come into the king's ball. She came late, and she sped away before the end, to start people talking about her, said buttercup. And her slippers said Barry Bright. Was it noticed, I wonder, that her slippers were bronze-colored? That one should have come to the ball not wearing grass-green slippers, was in a front to the chamberland, who had arranged everything to bring out the gold on the ground.

1:32:45Nobody seemed to notice that she spoiled the whole ball. Everything was going very agreeably, before she came in, said buttercup, and the king's son would have asked me to distribute the citrons and pomegranates. That is the one thing I am sure of. You need not be so sure of that sister, said Barry Bright. I saw him look from the citrons and the pomegranates to my white hands, and I know for a surety what was passing in his mind. Outside the king's son was looking over the garden wall, to see if the maiden who came last to the ball was with the others, and not seeing her there, he sighed and rode away. And at that very moment the chamberland had finished writing down the points of beauty of the maidens who were present, and all the points of beauty that the maiden in the bronze dress had. She had no name that he knew of, but opposite her count he wrote, the matchless maiden.

1:33:51Then the evening breeze came and shook the strings of the little bells of silver that were hung across the solar gallery. The little bells chimed and chimed, waking the nine at nightingales in their darkened cages. The nightingales all began the sing. The score of servants came in, and lighted the thousand candles, and scattered the rose-leaves on the cloth of gold carpet. Then the seven servitors took their places upon the great scarlet stairway, standing ten steps above each other, each holding a silver camel stick of seven branches in his hand. All in their gazes and spangles and laces the maidens began to come up the grand stairway. They all wore in their hair the high combs that the king's mother had given them for presence, and each had a rose behind her ear. When the maidens had taken a turn in the solar gallery, the king's son and the young peers of the realm that came up the stairway. The king's son, with the diadem on his head, and all the peers with velvet cloaks and the dukes wearing diamond buckles in their shoes.

1:35:04Barry Bright and Buttercup did not go up the stairs with the rest of the maidens. When the others were in the solar gallery, they came in gracefully, as their mother had taught them, they curtsied to the right to the king's son, and to the left to the peers of the realm. That night there were more musicians than the seventeen fiddlers in the little gallery. They all tuned up their instruments and played the laughter tune, and if there were any there who were not gay before, they were made gay now. The king's son took off his diadem, and the peers of the realm took off their velvet cloaks and the maidens in their robes of gauze and spangle of silken satin walked round in the procession. The king's son and the peers of the realm held their hands high for the procession to pass under. The king's son took the hand of the last maiden, and the dance began. The king's son and all the dukes would have been looking over their shoulders to the entrance of the gallery to watch for someone else, only there was a fiddler who played more in chanting music than the rest.

1:36:19The Chamberlain signaled him when the dance began, and he stood forward and played a music so bewitching that no one could remember anything but the dance. The king's son danced with buttercup and with berry bright, and he smiled so kindly upon them that each thought that she, surely, would be asked to distribute the citrons and the pomegranates that were on the table. But the music ceased, and nothing was heard, but the jingle of the little silver bells that were hung across the gallery. The fiddlers had left down fiddle and bow, and all the maidens and all the peers of the realm were looking toward the entrance of the solar gallery. The king's son looked, and the heart in his breast gave a leap when he saw that she had come. It was she indeed, the matchless maiden, all in silver was she dressed with a shimmering veil and glimmering shoes. Her dark hair fell down to her waist, and her eyes were full of light. Slender was she, as the barely noticed moon in the sky.

1:37:31She curtsied to the right to the king's son, and she curtsied to the left to the peers of the realm. She stood as if she were listening and delight to the chiming of the little silver bells that were hung across the gallery. The king's son went to her, and after he had bowed he said, where have you come from, bright dancell? From Lost Embermore said she, and will you dance with me, said he? When you read a right where I come from, said she. The king's son drew back from her, not knowing what to say. Then the duke, who had the largest diamond in his shoe, came forward and led her into the dance. Dance after dance went on, and one duke after the other asked the matchless maiden to be his partner, but when there was a lull in the music, the king's son went to her and said, we beg of you to come to the table and distribute the citrons and pomegranates among the company.

1:38:36The matchless maiden walked with him to the table, and those who were little looked over the other's shoulders to watch her pass. She took the citron in one hand and a pomegranate in the other, and gracefully and graciously she offered them to one of the maidens. The king's son went to the gallery where the musicians were. Beside the fiddler who played in chanting music, there was a harper there who played music still more in chanting. The king's son spoke to him, and he took up his silver harp and began the play. The music he played was so in chanting that it seemed to all who were there that they lived only in his notes. They forgot what was before and what was behind them. The king's son was the most enchanted of all. He stood still and watched the matchless maiden, the citrons and pomegranate's inner hands, giving them gracefully and graciously to this one and that one of the company.

1:39:38Suddenly there came a loud and heavy sound into the gallery. It was the clock in the tower striking twelve. No one heated the strokes, and the matchless maiden filled with that enchanting music, went on giving the citrons and pomegranates to this one and that one in the company. But suddenly she stopped and listened to the last stroke of the clock. The citrons and the pomegranates fell from her hand and went rolling across the floor. She ran to the wide doorway. Before anyone knew she was out of the gallery, she was past the seven servitors and down the scarlet stairway. They saw her in the hall. But when the king's son, with the peers of the realm, the fiddlers and the harbor and the score of servants who had lighted the camels, came into the hallway, the maiden in the silver dress, with a shimmering veil, and the glimmering shoes, was nowhere to be seen. But now there was no one in the castle that wasn't concerned about her. Even the outlandish servants in the underground kitchens heard of the stranger maiden who had made an appearance at the two balls in the solar gallery, and they in the rat catcher talked for the length of the morning about her.

1:40:57Forgetting the quarrel that they had always had about the fewness of rats taken and the great quantity of tallow, that was made away with. The king's son called on the Chamberlain seven times in the course of the morning, and each time he informed him that if he did not do something the whole of the matchless maiden after the clock struck twelve, he the king's son would have him sent out of the kingdom when he came to the throne. The Chamberlain was all flurried and flustered. He went to this one and that one, asking what was to be done. No one could help him, and we verily believe he would have been driven to distraction if it hadn't happened that he met the king's fool on the grand stairway. How in the name of all the king's horses can we hold the matchless maiden who runs down this stairway when the clock strikes twelve, he asks the fool, and the fool put his hand to his mouth and whispered.

1:41:59But what it was the fool whispered will have to be told you later. Anyway, the Chamberlain ran lightly down the stairs and sprang lightly up the stairs. He had the thousand candles lighted in the solar gallery. He had the seven servitors take their places on the grand stairway, with the silver candlesticks of seven branches in their hands. Then the maidens came up the stairway, the little bright earrings gleaming in their ears. Buttercup and Barry Bright came in after all had assembled, so that they might have the opportunity of curtsyne to the right to the king's son and to the left to the peers of the realm, with all the heirs their mother had shown them. The little silver bells strung across the gallery, chimed in the breeze. The nine nightingales began to sing in their darkened cages, and the pears of the realm and the maidens assembled, indulged in most delightful conversation.

1:43:02Not so the king's son, he went from place to place and from company to company. It was on account of his restlessness that the dancing did not begin. And even when the fiddlers tuned up their instruments and played the dancing tune, and when he was out on the floor with the partner he had chosen, the king's son was ever and always looking over his shoulder to the wide doorway. That was the entrance of the solar gallery. Others, we must think, were looking toward that entrance too, for, as if it were at a signal, the music stopped and the dancing, and all the company, the maidens and the dukes, they were dancing with, all stood gathered together as the matchless maiden came in. The king's son saw her standing there in a dress of gold, with a shining veil and golden shoes. She walked more gracefully than the others danced. The smile of gentleness was on her lips, and the star on her forehead was plain to be seen.

1:44:08The king's son went to her. Where have you come from, brightest of maidens, said he. From where a dog's tongue lapped water from my hands, said she. I could not read where that may be, but will you not dance with me? I may not dance with you to read all I say, said she. He drew away from her, and the best favorite of the young dukes came and bowing before her, claimed her for a dance. When the dance was over and when the music was still, the king's son went to her and begged her to distribute amongst the company the citrons and pomegranates that were on the table. All the company stood in a double line to watch her pass. Buttercup and Barry Bright were standing opposite each other, and the bright little ear rings fell out of their ears with the anger that came over them. The matchless maiden took a citron in one hand and a pomegranate in the other, and gracefully and graciously she handed them to Barry Bright. And again, she took a citron and a pomegranate, and gracefully and graciously she handed them to Buttercup.

1:45:25To no others in the company did she hand citrons and pomegranates. Suddenly a loud and heavy sound was heard in the gallery. It was the clock in the tower striking twelve. The citrons and pomegranates that were in her hands fell and rolled upon the floor. She sped towards the wide doorway, past the musicians, and towards the grand stairway, the matchless maiden ran, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven steps of the scarlet stairway she ran down, and then something held her foot. It was the pitch that held her, the pitch that the chamberlain had put there immediately after she had entered the ballroom. That was what the fool had whispered him to do, when he had met him on the grand stairway the time he was near distraction. The pitch held her foot, the last strokes of the clock were being struck, the company were running out of the ballroom. The matchless maiden took her foot out of her golden shoe, and went speeding down the rest of the stairway.

1:46:34The last of the seven servitors saw her in the hall, but when the king's son, with the fiddlers in the servants and all the young peers of the realm came down into the hallway, the maiden in the dress of gold, with the shining veil and the one golden shoe, was not to be seen. But the chamberlain was there, standing before the king's son, with a golden shoe in his hand. End of chapter 14 The girl who sat by the ashes by Padric Column, chapter 15. The wisest woman comes to the king's castle.

1:47:41Having the shoe was not the same as having the shoe wearer, they searched and searched everywhere, for the maiden with the dress of gold, with the shining veil and the one golden shoe, but not of tracifer could they find. The chamberlain went to search on his own account, into every dwelling around Hall or Cavern he went, asking every maiden that might be there to fit the shoe to her foot. They were all glad to try, but on none would the golden shoe go. It was too small for the foot of every grown maiden. When the chamberlain came back to the castle, the king's son made a declaration that he would wed only the maiden whose foot the golden shoe fit it. Then the maidens who were still in the castle sat ring around on the lawn with their little shapely feet bare, but not to the foot of any of them could the chamberlain fit the shoe of the matchless maiden.

1:48:42Their mother had given very bright and buttercup the sav the rub on their feet so that the shoe might be helped to fit. Buttercup rubbed on the sav, and she did her heel shrunk away. Then, with great pain and difficulty, she got the shoe to go on. She stood up to walk where the king's son was standing, but the pain in her foot was so afflicting that she had to sit down and cry to have the shoe taken off. And the end of it all was that very bright and buttercup had to go limping to their mother. What now was to be done to find the maiden, who had to go to the end of the chamberlain to have her foot and the foot of the matchless maiden. She stood up to walk to where the king's son was standing, but the pain in her foot was so great that she had to sit down and cry to have the shoe taken off. That very bright and buttercup had to go limping to their mother. What now was to be done to find the maiden, whose foot the golden shoe fitted. This one and that one advised this and that thing.

1:49:49But the ancient foster mother of the king's son went straight to the king himself, and this is what she said to him. Listen to the words of your gossip, King Daniel. Only a woman's wit can help your son find the matchless maiden. That his heart is set upon winning. My own wits are not as sharp as they used to be, or else I myself would help him. Now my advice to you is that you make proclamation asking to come to the castle, the woman who is the wisest in these parts. And that you may know she is the wisest, she will have to come in this way. Not make it yet with no clothes on, not fed, and yet not fasting. In no one's company yet not alone. The woman who can come in this way will be the wisest in these parts, and she, you may be sure, will help your son to find the maiden whose foot the golden shoe will fit.

1:50:50The king took his gossip's advice. He made a proclamation asking that she come to the castle, the woman who was the wisest in those parts. And that he might know she was the wisest, she was to come, not make it, but with no clothes on, not fed, and yet not fasting. In no one's company, and yet not alone. In the castle, and all around it, everyone talked of the king's proclamation. The rat catcher got so excited talking to the outlandish servants about it, that he let the brown rats, the three biggest yet ever caught, bounce out of the cage, and go running over, made alone, who, that minute, was filling up her tub with the ashes of the third hearth. The next day, when he was walking in his private garden, with his counselors beside him, a messenger came to the king, to say that one was coming to see him, in obedience to the proclamation he had caused to be made.

1:51:53The king sent for his son, and for the Chamberlain, and he told the messenger that whoever was coming in obedience to his proclamation should be brought into his private garden. His son came with the Chamberlain, and with all the bright haired and brown haired and dark haired maidens, who still stayed in the king's castle. The maidens whispered, how can she come so has to be not make it, and yet with no clothes on, not fed, and yet not fasting, not in company, and yet not alone. The counselor said to one another, what a great age she must be, this woman, who is the wisest in these parts. And then she came into the garden, not old at all was she, but young in slender. She was not naked, and yet she had no clothes on. She was not fed, and yet she was not fasting. She was in no one's company, and yet she was not alone.

1:52:54All around her body a dark and heavy fishing net was wrapped. She had a little apple between her teeth, the juice of which broke her fast, and on her shoulders there were two starlings that saved her from being alone. The king looked her over and over. Maiden he said, as young as you are, I find that you are the wisest woman in these parts. The king's son took three steps to her and stopped, took three more steps to her and stopped, and all the time he looked at her like a man who was falling into or awakening out of a trance. Can you help us find the maiden whose foot the shoe will fit, said the Chamberlain, he always carried the shoe about with him, and now he held it in his hand. It may be that I can, Lord, said she. She held her own bare foot as if she wanted him to fit the shoe on it. But now a whisper was going round that this was the cinderwinch from the underground kitchens. To think that she should imagine that the golden shoes that was tried on many apprentices would go on her foot. Some of the maidens were saying.

1:54:07The Chamberlain did not heed. He was now so used to fitting the golden shoe to a foot that was held for it that he went down on his knees and brought maid-alones foot to the shoe. Easily the foot fit at the shoe. Easily the Chamberlain buckled it on, and there stood maid-alone with one white bare foot and one golden-covered foot standing in the grass of the king's garden. While the two star-lines-honored shoulders sang aloud. By all the king's horses said to Chamberlain, this is no other than the matchless maiden. No other than the matchless maiden, they all said. The king's son took three more steps to her, and now it looked as if he were awakening out of a trance. Well, the king gave me permission to leave so that I may put proper clothing on myself, said maid-alone. By all means we will give you permission. If you say you will come back to us, said the king.

1:55:11I will come back, said maid-alone. Then holding the golden shoe in her hand, maid-alone ran through the grass of the king's garden and out through the gate. The maidens talked to each other, the king popped to his counselors, and the counselors talked to the king, and the Chamberlain talked to everyone. But the king's son stood silent, and apart, watching the gate that maid-alone had gone through. When they saw her again, she had on a gleaming dress with a glittering veil and gleaming shoes. The king himself rose from his seat and delight at her appearance. The king's son went to her, but all she said to him was, you can read now where I have come from, from Ditchland, which is by Old shoe-garden. Again she got the king's permission to leave, and again she ran through the grass and out of the gate of the king's garden.

1:56:12They all talked and talked of her, saying that the king's son should be happy, now that he had found indeed the matchless maiden. But the king's son stood leaning against the tree with the red of shame coming and going in his face. He was thinking of the maiden, who gathered berries in an old shoe for him, and how he rode his jinnet against her, while her mouth trembled, and her eyes looked steadily on him. All watched the gate for the matchless maiden's return. She came in an adress of silver, with a shimmering veil and glimmering shoes. The king himself took a step toward her, and all the counselors began to say how darker hair was, and how full of light were her eyes. The king's son went to her, but all she said to him was, you can read where I have come from, from last Embermore. She got permission to go from the garden once more. She went, and all went to the gate, that they might be quick to welcome her coming back.

1:57:19But the king's son stood on shame fast feet. He thought of the time, when he had let her go from the fire she had made, into the darkness of the morrow. She came again into the king's garden, all in gold was she now, with a shining veil and two golden shoes on her feet. The king himself took her hands, and the maidens who were there praised her for the star she had on her forehead. But the king's son stood before her with head held down. You can read now where I have come from, she said to him, from where dogs tonn lapped water from my hands. Again she asked permission to leave the garden, but she is so lovely that we want to do nothing else but look on her, said the king. But please your majesty, said the Chamberlain, no one has seen the matchless maiden with her jewels on. No one has seen her with her jewels on, said the maidens. The king gave her permission, and she went out from the garden, leaving all high in impatience for her return.

1:58:30The king's son stood shame fast, thinking of the time when he rode his high metal horse with his bell-mouthed hound beside him. She had come to him bringing water for him in her hands, and he had not praised her hands, but had turned her away, bidding her, bring water in her hands for his hound to lap his tongue in. They watched and watched for the matchless maidens' return. They would take her into the king's castle and give a feast for her and bestow gifts on her, but though they watched long and long, she did not return. The Chamberlain went out to search for her. He went to this place and that place, and even down to the underground kitchens. But Siner token of made alone would come to be called the matchless maiden, he did not find. End of chapter 15

1:59:53The girl who sat by the ashes by Patrick Column, chapter 16. The clock strikes and made alone stays. Days that made a year went by, the maidens went away from the castle, and Dame Dale married her two limping daughters, Barry Bright and Buttercup, to the kennelmaster and the stablemaster. But still the king's son went searching for the matchless maiden. He made many journeys and he brought certain quests to an end, but no made alone did he find at the end of the quest or at the end of the journey. Often the Falconers saw him standing at the edge of the marsh, where her bare feet in the marsh water, he had seen made alone with the white and gray goose flock around her. It was his mummy who told him about the two starlings that used to fly beside him when he rode abroad and come back with him from his journeys.

2:00:57They had their shelter beside her dormer window, and that is how she had come to notice them. Well, the next time he rode out, he watched for the starlings, and he followed where they flew. Down winding laneways they brought him where only elder bushes and briars grew. On he rode after them till he came to a small black house deep sunken in the ground. He went to the door and looked into the house, there sitting by the fire and spinning gray threads on an old spindle, he saw a woman in a cloak of crow feathers. He left his horse standing and stepped into the house. The old woman looked at him and said, tell me what you have come to seek. The maiden who once wore the cloak you wear said he. Where did that maiden come to you from, said she. She came from Ditchland by old shoe garden said he, and from last Embermore, and from where a dog lapped water out of her hands.

2:02:04And have you be taken yourself to all these places, said the old woman in the cloak of crow feathers? I have, many days that I spent searching for the shoe, that was thrown down there, I found it, and on last Embermore I spent days looking for the pot that was brought there. I fought with a giant and did not come off scateless, but I found and I have the pot. Then I sat by the well, from which one brought water for a dog to lap his tongue in. Many days I was there, and I brought water to all the dogs that went past. The woman of a thousand years rose up and brought the king's son to the garden that was behind her little house, and there he saw made alone, standing in a little stream, and gathering creases. Not the bronze dress, nor the silver dress, nor the gold dress, had she on now. She was dressed in brown wind sea, and her feet were bare, but more than ever in the king's son's eyes did she look the matchless maiden.

2:03:13Just as he laid eyes on her, one burst through the hedge and came to her. It was the Chamberlain from the castle he cried out. I have found you at last, come with me to the king's castle, and to the one who was dying for love of you. She said, who is there that remembers me? I, I, I cried the king's son. Made alone came again to the king's castle. She looked on its stables and its kennels, its muse for the hawks, and its mirrors for the herons. Its spawns for the swans and parades for the peacocks. She looked on the little door, that the third under stewardess had opened to her on the morning she first came. By that little door she entered now. She went softly past the scullery where she used to eat her meals of scraps before she was banished to the ashy hearths. And she went past the rat catcher, who was standing by his cage of brown rats, telling the outlandish servants that Talow was one of the things in the castle that rats would not eat.

2:04:23She came to where the crooked passages and the winding stairways led up to the main hallway. Before her was the great sweeping scarlet staircase. All alone she went up it, and there were no servitors standing there in their velvets with branched silver candlesticks in their hands. And all alone she entered the solar gallery, and she found a cushioned seat before a fire of peat, and she sat down on it. And into the solar gallery closing the door behind him came another. It was the king's son. Citrant and pomegranates were on the table, and he brought them to her, taken a place on a cushioned seat beside her. Then into the gallery came a loud and heavy sound. It was the clock in the tower striking twelve. Made alone, let the Citrants and the pomegranates fall, but they did not roll far.

2:05:23Lord did she stand up to run away. She remembered that she and the king's son were wed, and that two starlings had sung at their wedding, and that they had leave to be together, even though the clock struck twelve. End of chapter 16 Recording by Richard Kilmer, Real Medina, Texas End of the Girl Who Sat by the Ashes by Padric Column