FAIRY　TALES　OF　HANS　CHRISTIAN　ANDERSEN
  OLE…LUK…OIE；　THE　DREAM…GOD
  by　Hans　Christian　Andersen
  THERE　is　nobody　in　the　world　who　knows　so　many　stories　as
  Ole…Luk…Oie；　or　who　can　relate　them　so　nicely。　In　the　evening；　while
  the　children　are　seated　at　the　table　or　in　their　little　chairs；　he
  comes　up　the　stairs　very　softly；　for　he　walks　in　his　socks；　then　he
  opens　the　doors　without　the　slightest　noise；　and　throws　a　small
  quantity　of　very　fine　dust　in　their　eyes；　just　enough　to　prevent
  them　from　keeping　them　open；　and　so　they　do　not　see　him。　Then　he
  creeps　behind　them；　and　blows　softly　upon　their　necks；　till　their
  heads　begin　to　droop。　But　Ole…Luk…Oie　does　not　wish　to　hurt　them；
  for　he　is　very　fond　of　children；　and　only　wants　them　to　be　quiet
  that　he　may　relate　to　them　pretty　stories；　and　they　never　are　quiet
  until　they　are　in　bed　and　asleep。　As　soon　as　they　are　asleep；
  Ole…Luk…Oie　seats　himself　upon　the　bed。　He　is　nicely　dressed；　his　coat
  is　made　of　silken　stuff；　it　is　impossible　to　say　of　what　color；　for　it
  changes　from　green　to　red；　and　from　red　to　blue　as　he　turns　from
  side　to　side。　Under　each　arm　he　carries　an　umbrella；　one　of　them；　with
  pictures　on　the　inside；　he　spreads　over　the　good　children；　and　then
  they　dream　the　most　beautiful　stories　the　whole　night。　But　the　other
  umbrella　has　no　pictures；　and　this　he　holds　over　the　naughty
  children　so　that　they　sleep　heavily；　and　wake　in　the　morning　without
  having　dreamed　at　all。
  Now　we　shall　hear　how　Ole…Luk…Oie　came　every　night　during　a
  whole　week　to　the　little　boy　named　Hjalmar；　and　what　he　told　him。
  There　were　seven　stories；　as　there　are　seven　days　in　the　week。
  MONDAY
  MONDAY
  〃Now　pay　attention；〃　said　Ole…Luk…Oie；　in　the　evening；　when
  Hjalmar　was　in　bed；　〃and　I　will　decorate　the　room。〃
  Immediately　all　the　flowers　in　the　flower…pots　became　large　trees；
  with　long　branches　reaching　to　the　ceiling；　and　stretching　along　the
  walls；　so　that　the　whole　room　was　like　a　greenhouse。　All　the
  branches　were　loaded　with　flowers；　each　flower　as　beautiful　and　as
  fragrant　as　a　rose；　and；　had　any　one　tasted　them；　he　would　have
  found　them　sweeter　even　than　jam。　The　fruit　glittered　like　gold；　and
  there　were　cakes　so　full　of　plums　that　they　were　nearly　bursting。　It
  was　incomparably　beautiful。　At　the　same　time　sounded　dismal　moans　from
  the　table…drawer　in　which　lay　Hjalmar's　school　books。
  〃What　can　that　be　now？〃　said　Ole…Luk…Oie；　going　to　the　table　and
  pulling　out　the　drawer。
  It　was　a　slate；　in　such　distress　because　of　a　false　number　in
  the　sum；　that　it　had　almost　broken　itself　to　pieces。　The　pencil　pulled
  and　tugged　at　its　string　as　if　it　were　a　little　dog　that　wanted　to
  help；　but　could　not。
  And　then　came　a　moan　from　Hjalmar's　copy…book。　Oh；　it　was　quite
  terrible　to　hear！　On　each　leaf　stood　a　row　of　capital　letters；　every
  one　having　a　small　letter　by　its　side。　This　formed　a　copy；　under　these
  were　other　letters；　which　Hjalmar　had　written：　they　fancied　they
  looked　like　the　copy；　but　they　were　mistaken；　for　they　were　leaning　on
  one　side　as　if　they　intended　to　fall　over　the　pencil…lines。
  〃See；　this　is　the　way　you　should　hold　yourselves；〃　said　the
  copy。　〃Look　here；　you　should　slope　thus；　with　a　graceful　curve。〃
  〃Oh；　we　are　very　willing　to　do　so；　but　we　cannot；〃　said
  Hjalmar's　letters；　〃we　are　so　wretchedly　made。〃
  〃You　must　be　scratched　out；　then；〃　said　Ole…Luk…Oie。
  〃Oh；　no！〃　they　cried；　and　then　they　stood　up　so　gracefully　it
  was　quite　a　pleasure　to　look　at　them。
  〃Now　we　must　give　up　our　stories；　and　exercise　these　letters；〃
  said　Ole…Luk…Oie；　〃One；　two…　one；　two…　〃　So　he　drilled　them　till
  they　stood　up　gracefully；　and　looked　as　beautiful　as　a　copy　could
  look。　But　after　Ole…Luk…Oie　was　gone；　and　Hjalmar　looked　at　them　in
  the　morning；　they　were　as　wretched　and　as　awkward　as　ever。
  TUESDAY
  TUESDAY
  As　soon　as　Hjalmar　was　in　bed；　Ole…Luk…Oie　touched；　with　his
  little　magic　wand；　all　the　furniture　in　the　room；　which　immediately
  began　to　chatter；　and　each　article　only　talked　of　itself。
  Over　the　chest　of　drawers　hung　a　large　picture　in　a　gilt　frame；
  representing　a　landscape；　with　fine　old　trees；　flowers　in　the　grass；
  and　a　broad　stream；　which　flowed　through　the　wood；　past　several
  castles；　far　out　into　the　wild　ocean。　Ole…Luk…Oie　touched　the
  picture　with　his　magic　wand；　and　immediately　the　birds　commenced
  singing；　the　branches　of　the　trees　rustled；　and　the　clouds　moved
  across　the　sky；　casting　their　shadows　on　the　landscape　beneath　them。
  Then　Ole…Luk…Oie　lifted　little　Hjalmar　up　to　the　frame；　and　placed　his
  feet　in　the　picture；　just　on　the　high　grass；　and　there　he　stood　with
  the　sun　shining　down　upon　him　through　the　branches　of　the　trees。　He
  ran　to　the　water；　and　seated　himself　in　a　little　boat　which　lay　there；
  and　which　was　painted　red　and　white。　The　sails　glittered　like
  silver；　and　six　swans；　each　with　a　golden　circlet　round　its　neck；
  and　a　bright　blue　star　on　its　forehead；　drew　the　boat　past　the　green
  wood；　where　the　trees　talked　of　robbers　and　witches；　and　the　flowers
  of　beautiful　little　elves　and　fairies；　whose　histories　the　butterflies
  had　related　to　them。　Brilliant　fish；　with　scales　like　silver　and　gold；
  swam　after　the　boat；　sometimes　making　a　spring　and　splashing　the　water
  round　them；　while　birds；　red　and　blue；　small　and　great；　flew　after　him
  in　two　long　lines。　The　gnats　danced　round　them；　and　the　cockchafers
  cried　〃Buz；　buz。〃　They　all　wanted　to　follow　Hjalmar；　and　all　had
  some　story　to　tell　him。　It　was　a　most　pleasant　sail。　Sometimes　the
  forests　were　thick　and　dark；　sometimes　like　a　beautiful　garden；　gay
  with　sunshine　and　flowers；　then　he　passed　great　palaces　of　glass　and
  of　marble；　and　on　the　balconies　stood　princesses；　whose　faces　were
  those　of　little　girls　whom　Hjalmar　knew　well；　and　had　often　played
  with。　One　of　them　held　out　her　hand；　in　which　was　a　heart　made　of
  sugar；　more　beautiful　than　any　confectioner　ever　sold。　As　Hjalmar
  sailed　by；　he　caught　hold　of　one　side　of　the　sugar　heart；　and　held
  it　fast；　and　the　princess　held　fast　also；　so　that　it　broke　in　two
  pieces。　Hjalmar　had　one　piece；　and　the　princess　the　other；　but
  Hjalmar's　was　the　largest。　At　each　castle　stood　little　princes
  acting　as　sentinels。　They　presented　arms；　and　had　golden　swords；　and
  made　it　rain　plums　and　tin　soldiers；　so　that　they　must　have　been
  real　princes。
  Hjalmar　continued　to　sail；　sometimes　through　woods；　sometimes　as
  it　were　through　large　halls；　and　then　by　large　cities。　At　last　he　came
  to　the　town　where　his　nurse　lived；　who　had　carried　him　in　her　arms
  when　he　was　a　very　little　boy；　and　had　always　been　kind　to　him。　She
  nodded　and　beckoned　to　him；　and　then　sang　the　little　verses　she　had
  herself　composed　and　set　to　him；…
  〃How　oft　my　memory　turns　to　thee；
  My　own　Hjalmar；　ever　dear！
  When　I　could　watch　thy　infant　glee；
  Or　kiss　away　a　pearly　tear。
  'Twas　in　my　arms　thy　lisping　tongue
  First　spoke　the　half…remembered　word；
  While　o'er　thy　tottering　steps　I　hung；
  My　fond　protection　to　afford。
  Farewell！　I　pray　the　Heavenly　Power
  To　keep　thee　till　thy　dying　hour。〃
  And　all　the　birds　sang　the　same　tune；　the　flowers　danced　on　their
  stems；　and　the　old　trees　nodded　as　if　Ole…Luk…Oie　had　been　telling
  them　stories　as　well。
  WEDNESDAY
  WEDNESDAY
  How　the　rain　did　pour　down！　Hjalmar　could　hear　it　in　his　sleep；。
  and　when　Ole…Luk…Oie　opened　the　window；　the　water　flowed　quite　up　to
  the　window…sill。　It　had　the　appearance　of　a　large　lake　outside；　and
  a　beautiful　ship　lay　close　to　the　house。
  〃Wilt　thou　sail　with　me　to…night；　little　Hjalmar？〃　said
  Ole…Luk…Oie；　〃then　we　shall　see　foreign　countries；　and　thou　shalt
  return　here　in　the　morning。〃
  All　in　a　moment；　there　stood　Hjalmar；　in　his　best　clothes；　on
  the　deck　of　the　noble　ship；　and　immediately　the　weather　became　fine。
  They　sailed　through　the　streets；　round　by　the　church；　and　on　every
  side　rolled　the　wide；　great　sea。　They　sailed　till　the　land
  disappeared；　and　then　they　saw　a　flock　of　storks；　who　had　left　their
  own　country；　and　were　travelling　to　warmer　climates。　The　storks　flew
  one　behind　the　other；　and　had　already　been　a　long；　long　time　on　the
  wing。　One　of　them　seemed　so　tired　that　his　wings　could　scarcely
  carry　him。　He　was　the　last　of　the　row；　and　was　soon　left　very　far
  behind。　At　length　he　sunk　lower　and　lower；　with　outstretched　wings；
  flapping　them　in　vain；　till　his　feet　touched　the　rigging　of　the
  ship；　and　he　slided　from　the　sails　to　the　deck；　and　stood　before　them。
  Then　a　sailor…boy　caught　him；　and　put　him　in　the　hen…house；　with　the
  fowls；　the　ducks；　and　the　turkeys；　while　the　poor　stork　stood　quite
  bewildered　amongst　them。
  〃Just　look　at　that　fellow；〃　said　the　chickens。
  Then　the　turkey…cock　puffed　himself　out　as　la