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安徒生童话THEGOLDENTREASURE
1872
FAIRYTALESOFHANSCHRISTIANANDERSEN
THEGOLDENTREASURE
byHansChristianAndersen
THEdrummer'swifewentintothechurch.Shesawthenewaltar
withthepaintedpicturesandthecarvedangels.Thoseuponthecanvas
andinthegloryoverthealtarwerejustasbeautifulasthecarved
ones;andtheywerepaintedandgiltintothebargain.Theirhair
gleamedgoldeninthesunshine,lovelytobehold;butthereal
sunshinewasmorebeautifulstill.Itshoneredder,clearerthrough
thedarktrees,whenthesunwentdown.Itwaslovelythustolook
atthesunshineofheaven.Andshelookedattheredsun,andshe
thoughtaboutitsodeeply,andthoughtofthelittleonewhomthe
storkwastobring,andthewifeofthedrummerwasverycheerful,and
lookedandlooked,andwishedthatthechildmighthaveagleamof
sunshinegiventoit,sothatitmightatleastbecomelikeoneofthe
shiningangelsoverthealtar.
Andwhenshereallyhadthelittlechildinherarms,andheld
ituptoitsfather,thenitwaslikeoneoftheangelsinthe
churchtobehold,withhairlikegold-thegleamofthesettingsun
wasuponit.
"Mygoldentreasure,myriches,mysunshine!
"saidthemother;and
shekissedtheshininglocks,anditsoundedlikemusicandsongin
theroomofthedrummer;andtherewasjoy,andlife,andmovement.
Thedrummerbeataroll-arollofjoy.AndtheDrumsaid-the
Fire-drum,thatwasbeatenwhentherewasafireinthetown:
"Redhair!
thelittlefellowhasredhair!
Believethedrum,and
notwhatyourmothersays!
Rub-adub,rub-adub!
"
AndthetownrepeatedwhattheFire-drumhadsaid.
Theboywastakentochurch,theboywaschristened.Therewas
nothingmuchtobesaidabouthisname;hewascalledPeter.Thewhole
town,andtheDrumtoo,calledhimPeterthedrummer'sboywiththe
redhair;buthismotherkissedhisredhair,andcalledhimher
goldentreasure.
Inthehollowwayintheclayeybank,manyhadscratchedtheir
namesasaremembrance.
"Celebrityisalwayssomething!
"saidthedrummer;andsohe
scratchedhisownnamethere,andhislittleson'snamelikewise.
Andtheswallowscame.Theyhad,ontheirlongjourney,seen
moredurablecharactersengravenonrocks,andonthewallsofthe
templesinHindostan,mightydeedsofgreatkings,immortalnames,
sooldthatnoonenowcouldreadorspeakthem.Remarkablecelebrity!
Intheclayeybankthemartensbuilttheirnest.Theybored
holesinthedeepdeclivity,andthesplashingrainandthethin
mistcameandcrumbledandwashedthenamesaway,andthedrummer's
namealso,andthatofhislittleson.
"Peter'snamewilllastafullyearandahalflonger!
"saidthe
father.
"Fool!
"thoughttheFire-drum;butitonlysaid,"Dub,dub,dub,
rub-a-dub!
"
Hewasaboyfulloflifeandgladness,thisdrummer'ssonwith
theredhair.Hehadalovelyvoice.Hecouldsing,andhesanglikea
birdinthewoodland.Therewasmelody,andyetnomelody.
"Hemustbecomeachoristerboy,"saidhismother."Heshall
singinthechurch,andstandamongthebeautifulgildedangelswho
arelikehim!
"
"Fierycat!
"saidsomeofthewittyonesofthetown.
TheDrumheardthatfromtheneighbors'wives.
"Don'tgohome,Peter,"criedthestreetboys."Ifyousleepin
thegarret,there'llbeafireinthehouse,andthefire-drumwill
havetobebeaten."
"Lookoutforthedrumsticks,"repliedPeter;and,smallashe
was,heranupboldly,andgavetheforemostsuchapunchinthe
bodywithhisfist,thatthefellowlosthislegsandtumbledover,
andtheotherstooktheirlegsoffwiththemselvesveryrapidly.
Thetownmusicianwasverygenteelandfine.Hewasthesonofthe
royalplate-washer.HewasveryfondofPeter,andwouldsometimes
takehimtohishome;andhegavehimaviolin,andtaughthimtoplay
it.Itseemedasifthewholeartlayintheboy'sfingers;andhe
wantedtobemorethanadrummer-hewantedtobecomemusicianto
thetown.
"I'llbeasoldier,"saidPeter;forhewasstillquitealittle
lad,anditseemedtohimthefinestthingintheworldtocarrya
gun,andtobeabletomarchone,two-one,two,andtowearauniform
andasword.
"Ah,youlearntolongforthedrum-skin,drum,dum,dum!
"said
theDrum.
"Yes,ifhecouldonlymarchhiswayuptobeageneral!
"observed
hisfather;"butbeforehecandothat,theremustbewar."
"Heavenforbid!
"saidhismother.
"Wehavenothingtolose,"remarkedthefather.
"Yes,wehavemyboy,"sheretorted.
"Butsupposehecamebackageneral!
"saidthefather.
"Withoutarmsandlegs!
"criedthemother."No,Iwouldrather
keepmygoldentreasurewithme."
"Drum,dum,dum!
"TheFire-drumandalltheotherdrumswere
beating,forwarhadcome.Thesoldiersallsetout,andthesonof
thedrummerfollowedthem."Red-head.Goldentreasure!
"
Themotherwept;thefatherinfancysawhim"famous;"thetown
musicianwasofopinionthatheoughtnottogotowar,butshould
stayathomeandlearnmusic.
"Red-head,"saidthesoldiers,andlittlePeterlaughed;but
whenoneofthemsometimessaidtoanother,"Foxey,"hewouldbitehis
teethtogetherandlookanotherway-intothewideworld.Hedidnot
careforthenickname.
Theboywasactive,pleasantofspeech,andgood-humored;that
isthebestcanteen,saidhisoldcomrades.
Andmanyanighthehadtosleepundertheopensky,wetthrough
withthedrivingrainorthefallingmist;buthisgoodhumornever
forsookhim.Thedrum-stickssounded,"Rub-a-dub,allup,allup!
"
Yes,hewascertainlyborntobeadrummer.
Thedayofbattledawned.Thesunhadnotyetrisen,butthe
morningwascome.Theairwascold,thebattlewashot;therewasmist
intheair,butstillmoregunpowder-smoke.Thebulletsandshells
flewoverthesoldiers'heads,andintotheirheads-intotheirbodies
andlimbs;butstilltheypressedforward.Hereorthereoneor
otherofthemwouldsinkonhisknees,withbleedingtemplesanda
faceaswhiteaschalk.Thelittledrummerstillkepthishealthy
color;hehadsufferednodamage;helookedcheerfullyatthedogof
theregiment,whichwasjumpingalongasmerrilyasifthewholething
hadbeengotupforhisamusement,andasifthebulletswereonly
flyingaboutthathemighthaveagameofplaywiththem.
"March!
Forward!
March!
"This,wasthewordofcommandforthe
drum.Thewordhadnotyetbeengiventofallback,thoughthey
mighthavedoneso,andperhapstherewouldhavebeenmuchsensein
it;andnowatlasttheword"Retire"wasgiven;butourlittle
drummerbeat"Forward!
march!
"forhehadunderstoodthecommandthus,
andthesoldiersobeyedthesoundofthedrum.Thatwasagoodroll,
andprovedthesummonstovictoryforthemen,whohadalreadybegun
togiveway.
Lifeandlimbwerelostinthebattle.Bombshellstoreawaythe
fleshinredstrips;bombshellslitupintoaterribleglowthe
strawheapstowhichthewoundedhaddraggedthemselves,tolie
untendedformanyhours,perhapsforallthehourstheyhadtolive.
It'snousethinkingofit;andyetonecannothelpthinkingof
it,evenfarawayinthepeacefultown.Thedrummerandhiswife
alsothoughtofit,forPeterwasatthewar.
"Now,I'mtiredofthesecomplaints,"saidtheFire-drum.
Againthedayofbattledawned;thesunhadnotyetrisen,but
itwasmorning.Thedrummerandhiswifewereasleep.Theyhadbeen
talkingabouttheirson,as,indeed,theydidalmosteverynight,
forhewasoutyonderinGod'shand.Andthefatherdreamtthatthe
warwasover,thatthesoldiershadreturnedhome,andthatPeterwore
asilvercrossonhisbreast.Butthemotherdreamtthatshehad
goneintothechurch,andhadseenthepaintedpicturesandthecarved
angelswiththegildedhair,andherowndearboy,thegoldentreasure
ofherheart,whowasstandingamongtheangelsinwhiterobes,
singingsosweetly,assurelyonlytheangelscansing;andthathe
hadsoaredupwiththemintothesunshine,andnoddedsokindlyathis
mother.
"Mygoldentreasure!
"shecriedout;andsheawoke."Nowthe
goodGodhastakenhimtoHimself!
"Shefoldedherhands,andhid
herfaceinthecottoncurtainsofthebed,andwept."Wheredoeshe
restnow?
amongthemanyinthebiggravethattheyhavedugforthe
dead?
Perhapshe'sinthewaterinthemarsh!
Nobodyknowshis
grave;noholywordshavebeenreadoverit!
"AndtheLord'sPrayer
wentinaudiblyoverherlips;shebowedherhead,andwassoweary
thatshewenttosleep.
Andthedayswentby,inlifeasindreams!
Itwasevening.Overthebattle-fieldarainbowspread,which
touchedtheforestandthedeepmarsh.
Ithasbeensaid,andispreservedinpopularbelief,thatwhere
therainbowtouchestheearthatreasureliesburied,agolden
treasure;andheretherewasone.Noonebuthismotherthoughtofthe
littledrummer,andthereforeshedreamtofhim.
Andthedayswentby,inlifeasindreams!
Notahairofhisheadhadbeenhurt,notagoldenhair.
"Drum-ma-rum!
drum-ma-rum!
thereheis!
"theDrummighthavesaid,
andhismothermighthavesung,ifshehadseenordreamtit.
Withhurrahandsong,adornedwithgreenwreathsofvictory,
theycamehome,asthewarwasatanend,andpeacehadbeensigned.
Thedogoftheregimentsprangoninfrontwithlargebounds,andmade
thewaythreetimesaslongforhimselfasitreallywas.
Anddaysandweekswentby,andPetercameintohisparents'room.
Hewasasbrownasawildman,andhiseyeswerebright,andhis
facebeamedlikesunshine.Andhismotherheldhiminherarms;she
kissedhislips,hisforehead,andhisredhair.Shehadherboy
backagain;hehadnotasilvercrossonhisbreast,ashisfatherhad
dre
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