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Godfather Death
Tales Collected by the Brothers Grimm
A poor man had twelve children and was forced to work night and
day to give them even bread. When therefore the thirteenth
came into the world, he knew not what to do in his trouble,
but ran out into the great highway, and resolved to ask the
first person whom he met to be godfather. The first to meet
him was the good God who already knew what filled his heart,
and said to him, "Poor man, I pity thee. I will hold thy child
at its christening, and will take charge of it and make it
happy on earth." The man said, "Who art thou?" "I am God." "Then
I do not desire to have thee for a godfather," said the man; "thou givest
to the rich, and leavest the poor to hunger." Thus spoke the man,
for he did not know how wisely God apportions riches and
poverty. He turned therefore away from the Lord, and went
farther. Then the Devil came to him and said, "What seekest thou?
If thou wilt take me as a godfather for thy child, I will give him
gold in plenty and all the joys of the world as well." The man
asked, "Who art thou?" "I am the Devil." "Then I do not desire to have
thee for godfather," said the man; "thou deceivest men and leadest them
astray." He went onwards, and then came Death striding up to
him with withered legs, and said, "Take me as godfather." The
man asked, "Who art thou?" "I am Death, and I make all equal." Then
said the man, "Thou art the right one, thou takest the rich as well as the poor,
without distinction; thou shalt be godfather." Death answered,
"I will make thy child rich and famous, for he who has me for a
friend can lack nothing." The man said, "Next Sunday is the
christening; be there at the right time." Death appeared as he
had promised, and stood godfather quite in the usual way.
When the boy had grown up, his godfather one day appeared
and bade him go with him. He led him forth into a forest, and
showed him a herb which grew there, and said, "Now shalt
thou receive thy godfather's present. I make thee a celebrated
physician. When thou art called to a patient, I will always appear
to thee. If I stand by the head of the sick man, thou mayst say with
confidence that thou wilt make him well again, and if thou givest
him of this herb he will recover; but if I stand by the patient's
feet, he is mine, and thou must say that all remedies are in
vain, and that no physician in the world could save him. But
beware of using the herb against my will, or it might fare
ill with thee."
It was not long before the youth was the most famous physician
in the whole world. "He had only to look at the patient and he
knew his condition at once, and if he would recover, or must
needs die." So they said of him, and from far and wide people
came to him, sent for him when they had any one ill, and gave him
so much money that he soon became a rich man. Now it so befell
that the King became ill, and the physician was summoned, and
was to say if recovery were possible. But when he came to the bed,
Death was standing by the feet of the sick man, and the herb
did not grow which could save him. "If I could but cheat Death for
once," thought the physician, "he is sure to take it ill if I do,
but, as I am his godson, he will shut one eye; I will risk it." He
therefore took up the sick man, and laid him the other way, so
that now Death was standing by his head. Then he gave the King
some of the herb, and he recovered and grew healthy again. But Death came to the physician,
looking very black and
angry, threatened him with his finger, and said, "Thou hast overreached me; this time I will
pardon
it, as thou art my godson; but if thou venturest it again, it
will cost thee thy neck, for I will take thee thyself away
with me."
Soon afterwards the King's daughter fell into a severe illness.
She was his only child, and he wept day and night, so that he
began to lose the sight of his eyes, and he caused it to be
made known that whosoever rescued her from death should be her
husband and inherit the crown. When the physician came to the
sick girl's bed, he saw Death by her feet. He ought to have
remembered the warning given by his godfather, but he was so
infatuated by the great beauty of the King's daughter, and the
happiness of becoming her husband, that he flung all thought to
the winds. He did not see that Death was casting angry glances
on him, that he was raising his hand in the air, and threatening
him with his withered fist. He raised up the sick girl,
and placed her head where her feet had lain. Then he gave
her some of the herb, and instantly her cheeks flushed red,
and life stirred afresh in her.
When Death saw that for a second time he was defrauded of his own property, he walked up to
the physician with long strides, and
said, "All is over with thee, and now the lot falls on thee," and
seized him so firmly with his ice-cold hand, that he could not
resist, and led him into a cave below the earth. There he
saw how thousands and thousands of candles were burning in
countless rows, some large, others half-sized, others small.
Every instant some were extinguished, and others again burnt up,
so that the flames seemed to leap hither and thither in
perpetual change. "See," said Death, "these are the lights of
men's lives. The large ones belong to children, the half-sized
ones to married people in their prime, the little ones belong
to old people; but children and young folks likewise have
often only a tiny candle." "Show me the light of my life," said
the physician, and he thought that it would be still very
tall. Death pointed to a little end which was just threatening
to go out, and said, "Behold, it is there." "Ah, dear godfather,"
said the horrified physician, "light a new one for me, do it for
love of me, that I may enjoy my life, be King, and the husband of
the King's beautiful daughter." "I cannot," answered Death,
"one must go out
before a new one is lighted." "Then place the old one on a new
one, that will go on burning at once when the old one has come
to an end," pleaded the physician. Death behaved as if he were
going to fulfill his wish, and took hold of a tall new candle;
but as he desired to revenge himself, he purposely made a mistake
in fixing it, and the little piece fell down and was extinguished.
Immediately the physician fell on the ground, and now he himself
was in the hands of Death.
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