XX: the BEAR'S DAUGHTER
by Abbie Farwell Brown · from Kisington Town
Adapted Version
Once, Hans hunted on the ice. He walked on the frozen river. The ice moved. He floated on a big ice piece. He was not scared. He looked at the wide, white world.
He saw a big white bear sleeping. The bear opened her eyes. "Why hurt me?" she asked. "Let us be friends. I will keep you warm. You can catch fish for us."
Hans agreed. They became friends. Hans caught fish each day. The bear kept him warm at night. They lived on the ice with each other. They shared food and stories.
One morning, Hans saw a tiny baby. The baby was next to the bear. The baby was a little girl. "A wonder!" thought Hans. "I will take her home." He did not see the mother bear wake.
The ice was near the land. Hans took the baby gently. He wrapped her in his coat. The bear woke up. "Where with my cub?" she called.
Hans did not stop. He jumped to the land. He found a small hut. He cared for the baby. He named the girl Ursula. He fed her and kept her safe.
Hans and Ursula found a village. They lived there. Hans was a good hunter. Ursula grew up happy and kind. She played with other children. She loved the forest.
Years passed. Hans loved Ursula very much. They had a special party. All the village people were happy for them. They sang and danced together. It was a beautiful day.
They rode home in a sleigh. Then a big white bear blocked the road. It was the Mother Bear.
"Come to me, my child!" said the Mother Bear.
Ursula heard her. She made a soft cry. She jumped from the sleigh. She ran to the bear.
Ursula changed. She became a white bear too. She looked at Hans. She did not hurt him. She knew her love for him. She felt happy and sad.
Ursula and her mother touched noses. They walked into the forest with each other. Hans was alone. He watched them go.
Hans felt very sorry. He never hunted again. His gun hung on the wall. His heart became kind. He helped people in the village. He learned to be gentle.
Being kind is important. You can change and be better.
Original Story
XX: THE BEAR'S DAUGHTER
Once upon a time, on an island far to the north of Kisington, whither only the bravest sailors dared to venture, lived a boy named Hans. They called him Hans the Hunter, because he loved so much to hunt and fish. He was a tall, brave, and sturdy lad, and he loved his life and was proud of his nickname. He had a hard spot in his heart, or he would not have been a hunter.
One day Hans went out with two other lads to hunt. It was in the early spring, the season when the ice breaks up in the rivers and begins to move seaward, like the hearts of men. The three wandered for many miles over the ice and snow until they came to the frozen bed of a river; but they did not know it was a river, the water of it flowed so far below the cakes of ice which concealed it, while over all was a thick crust of snow.
At this spot Hans the Hunter, who was after big game, left the others and started toward the south. Presently in the snow his sharp eyes spied the tracks of a huge bear. He was greatly delighted, and began to follow the slot so eagerly that he hardly marked where he was going. But all on a sudden he felt an unsteady motion under his feet. The ground seemed slipping beneath him. The snow parted and the ice cracked, and he spied blue water in the gaps between. Then he realized that he was upon a river, afloat upon a cake of ice!
Hans was greatly terrified, and made haste to leap upon a larger floe, for the former was too small to hold his weight, and threatened to turn upside down. Still he was in great danger; for before he knew it the river had carried him out into a bay of floating ice, far from the steady land. To and fro he leaped on his long legs, over the moving mass, hoping to find a way of escaping back to the shore. But presently he saw to his horror that he was rapidly floating out to the ocean upon a huge ice-floe, which was fast separating from the others. He was adrift upon a barren island of ice!
Scarcely had he had time to realize this, when Hans had another shock. As he came around a huge pillar of ice, he almost stumbled upon a huge white bear lying asleep upon her side. It must have been the very same bear whose tracks had led Hans into danger, and which he had quite forgotten. With a hunter's instinct Hans raised his gun to shoot her. But at the moment, before he pulled the trigger, the bear opened her eyes and spoke to him; and it did not seem so very strange to hear her speak his own language.
"Why do you seek to kill me?" she said piteously. "I have done no harm to you, Hans the Hunter. Moreover, if you kill me you will yourself die of cold within a few hours. If you lie down upon the ice to sleep you will freeze to death. But if you rest against my thick fur I will keep you warm. O man! Why must we be enemies? We are bound on a dangerous sea voyage together. Be my friend! Catch fish for me, so that we shall not starve. So, helping one another, we shall live comfortably on this floating home until we are able to go ashore."
"Gladly will I do what you say," agreed Hans the Hunter, for he saw that her words were wise.
After that Hans and the bear became partners. By day, with the tackle which he always carried in his wallet, Hans fished for their dinner; and, indeed, the bear's huge appetite kept him busy! By night he snuggled against the warm fur of his neighbor and slept soundly, not feeling the cold. So they kept their bargain.
Many days went by, and the bear came to love Hans dearly. Indeed, he liked her, too. But Hans loved himself better, for he was a selfish lad.
One morning Hans awoke with a start, conscious of an unusual movement near him. The bear was stirring uneasily in her sleep. But something else close beside him writhed and wriggled. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. Nestled against the bear's white fur was a tiny newborn child, a beautiful baby girl. Hans sat up and stared at the prodigy. What did it mean? Where did the baby come from? At last an idea came to him.
"Oho!" he said to himself. "Now I know what it all means! This is the Enchanted Bear of whom I have heard so much,--the great White Bear of the North. That is why she could talk to me, and why I could understand. That is why her newborn cub is a human child, until she looks at it. Mistress Bear has not yet seen her little one. Ho! What a prize for a hunter to take home! This enchanted bear-baby will remain human, if I can steal her away where her mother will never set eyes on her. That will be something to show the other fellows, I should say!"
On the preceding night Hans had noted that the ice-floe was approaching nearer to the land. This morning they were very close to shore. Many ice-cakes floated about, and by jumping from one to another long-legged Hans knew that he could make the land. Very gently he took the little white baby, so soft and warm, in his great hands and wrapped it under his coat, so that the old bear should not see it. Then silently and stealthily he prepared to depart. But when he moved away from her side the old bear wakened suddenly and called after him,--
"Where are you going, friend Hans? What are you doing with my little cub that I have never seen?" Hans did not stop to explain, but clasping the baby tightly, darted off over the ice-field toward the land. Surprised and fearful, the old bear rose and looked after him with wide eyes of reproach. Then when she realized what he meant to do, she shook herself with a mighty roar, and her eyes grew bright and fierce. She started in pursuit.
It was a terrible chase! Hans was swift-footed; but after all the ice was not his natural ground. The bear who had seemed so clumsy traveled over the ice with miraculous speed, as polar bears do. Hans heard her panting behind him, drawing nearer and nearer, and his heart sank low. He knew how sharp her claws were, and how strong her teeth. She was gaining upon him; but he would not give up the baby. The hard spot in his heart grew harder. Burdened as he was, he turned about and raising his gun fired it at the bear. His aim was good,--for was he not Hans the Hunter? With a moan the great bear fell, and he saw a stream of blood dye the ice-floe which he had so long shared with her as a home.
Hans did not pause to mourn over the faithful friend who had kept him alive and warm for so many nights; but leaving her on the ice to die, sped shoreward with his burden, jumping lightly from cake to cake of ice until he reached the land.
After wandering about for some time Hans found a deserted fisherman's hut, where he built a fire and cherished the baby which he had stolen. The little thing seemed to thrive under his clumsy care. He tarried in the hut for some days, managing to get food for the baby and himself. Then he took the child and made his way inland until he came to a little village. He found that it was miles and miles from his former home; but the people were kind and urged him to stay. So Hans decided to settle down and live here, practicing his trade as a hunter, and earning enough to keep himself and the child in comfort. And every day the stolen baby grew dearer and dearer to Hans the Hunter.
Years went by. Hans became a big man, the mightiest, most famous hunter in all the countryside. Presently the little girl was grown up, too. And she had become the most beautiful tiny maiden in the land. Her name was Ursula, which means "Little Bear-Girl," though no one knew why Hans had given her this name. Folk supposed that she was called after the holy Saint Ursula. Hans, as you may guess, never told the lass about her bear-mother whom he had so cruelly wronged.
Hans loved Ursula so dearly that he hoped some day she would become his little wife. For a long time Ursula laughed and put him off; but at last she consented.
One fine day they drove to Church and were married. After the wedding all the village folk crowded around the sleigh in which Hans was to carry his young bride home, and wished the couple joy and good luck. For everybody liked big Hans, who was cruel only to animals; and they adored his little Ursula, who was cruel to nobody. She looked very pretty as she sat beside Hans, all pink and white and smiling, wrapped from head to foot in snowy furs which Hans had given her for a wedding present. Merrily they waved good-bye to the crowd as they drove away. And every one said, "Was there ever seen a handsomer, finer couple?"
It was a gay, long ride home through the forest, and the pair were very happy. The sun shone dazzlingly on the jeweled snow, and the evergreens sparkled with icicles. The little brook, hidden under the ice, peeped at them through sundry chinks here and there, chuckling merrily as he ran. The sleigh-bells jingled heartily and the horse pranced as if he, too, shared the joy of that happy wedding day.
Suddenly, as they came out into an open space, the horse stopped short with a frightened snort, and stood gazing with wild eyes, trembling in every limb. Something huge and terrible blocked the road. In the middle of the way stood a great white bear, upright upon her hind legs.
Hans recognized her at once; it was his old friend whom he had betrayed! After all, she was not dead, as he had hoped, but after twenty years had come back to confront him. She was staring fixedly at Hans,--she had not yet seen little Ursula muffled in her furs. With a cry Hans threw himself between his young bride and this terrible sight.
"Come to me, my Daughter, my Cub!" cried the mother-bear in a deep voice. "Come to me!"
Ursula gave a strange, wild cry and struggled in the arms of Hans. "What is it?" she said. "Oh, what is it? I must see!"
At the same moment her voice died away into a low whine, then rose into a howl such as an animal gives in pain. Struggling from her husband's arms she leaped from the sleigh.
Instantly Hans followed, holding out his arms piteously and calling, "Ursula! Ursula!"
But the white, furry figure did not hear. It was hurrying forward toward the great bear.
"Come to me, my Child!" said the bear again. "Leave the wicked man who betrayed his friend and sought to kill her. Come, let us punish him!"
Her words ended in a fierce growl, which was echoed by the other white figure, as she turned about and looked at Hans. And oh, what was this! With horror he saw that his little bride had, indeed, turned into a furry white bear. Her eyes burned red and angry as she looked at him, and she showed her teeth as if her mother's words had turned all her love of Hans into hatred, for the old bear's sake.
She seemed about to spring upon Hans and tear him to pieces. But suddenly her look changed. She folded her paws upon her furry breast, and Hans saw tears, human tears, come into the little bear's eyes. It was the last token of her human life, the last gleam of her fondness for him. She could not punish him as her mother bade. She would not let evil happen to him, even though he had done such a cruel wrong, because she had once been his little Ursula.
Dropping upon all fours she ran toward her mother, and they laid noses together for their first caress. She seemed to say something to the old bear in a silent language, which was answered by a deep, sullen growl. After this, without a further glance at Hans, the two bears turned about and trotted away together into the forest. Hans the Hunter never saw them again.
But after that the gun of Hans hung rusty on the wall of his lonely hut. The hard spot in his heart had melted.
Story DNA
Moral
Cruelty and betrayal, even if seemingly forgotten, will eventually lead to loss and sorrow, but can also lead to a change of heart.
Plot Summary
Hans the Hunter, stranded on an ice floe, forms an unlikely partnership with a talking white bear for survival. When the bear gives birth to a human baby, Hans selfishly steals the child, Ursula, and shoots the mother bear, believing her dead. Years later, Hans raises Ursula as his daughter and plans to marry her, but on their wedding day, the vengeful mother bear reappears. Ursula transforms into a bear, recognizing her true mother, and though she hesitates to harm Hans due to their shared past, she ultimately leaves with her mother, leaving a heartbroken and changed Hans to reflect on his actions.
Themes
Emotional Arc
pride to sorrow to humility
Writing Style
Narrative Elements
Cultural Context
While written in the early 20th century, the story evokes older European folk tales, particularly those from Scandinavia or the Arctic, where bears hold significant cultural and mythological importance.
Plot Beats (13)
- Hans the Hunter, a brave but hard-hearted lad, goes hunting on breaking ice and drifts out to sea on an ice floe.
- He encounters a huge white bear, who, to his surprise, speaks to him and proposes a partnership for survival.
- Hans and the bear live together on the ice floe, with Hans fishing for them and the bear keeping him warm.
- One morning, Hans discovers the bear has given birth to a human baby girl, whom he believes is an enchanted bear-cub.
- Hans, seeing an opportunity for a prize, steals the baby and shoots the mother bear, leaving her for dead, then escapes to shore.
- Hans finds a deserted hut, cares for the baby, and eventually settles in a new village, raising the girl, Ursula, as his own.
- Years pass; Hans becomes a renowned hunter, and Ursula grows into a beautiful young woman, unknowingly named 'Little Bear-Girl'.
- Hans, deeply attached to Ursula, asks her to marry him, and she eventually consents.
- On their wedding day, as Hans and Ursula drive home, they are confronted by the great white mother bear, who is still alive.
- The mother bear calls out to her daughter, and Ursula, upon hearing her, begins to transform into a white bear.
- Ursula fully transforms and, though initially angry at Hans, her human affection prevents her from attacking him.
- Ursula joins her mother, and the two bears depart into the forest, leaving Hans alone.
- Hans, heartbroken and changed, never hunts again, his gun rusting as his heart softens.
Characters
Hans the Hunter ★ protagonist
Tall, sturdy, and brave build, typical of a hunter from a northern island. His features are likely rugged from exposure to the elements.
Attire: Initially, practical hunting attire suitable for an icy northern climate: thick, durable furs or woolens, possibly leather boots, and a heavy coat for warmth. Later, as a prosperous hunter, his clothes would be well-made and warm, but still functional, perhaps incorporating fur trims.
Wants: Survival, personal gain, desire for companionship, and later, love for Ursula. He wants to be a successful hunter and to keep what he perceives as his 'prize'.
Flaw: His selfishness and hard-heartedness, which lead him to betray trust and commit cruel acts.
Begins as a selfish, hard-hearted hunter who betrays a friend for personal gain. He raises Ursula and comes to love her, but his past catches up to him. He experiences profound loss and remorse, leading to the melting of his 'hard spot' and the abandonment of his hunting life.
Selfish, brave, cunning, initially hard-hearted, but capable of deep affection (for Ursula) and ultimately remorseful.
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A tall, sturdy man with a weathered, fair-skinned face and sharp, observant blue eyes. His dark hair is practical and short. He wears a thick, dark green wool tunic over a linen shirt, sturdy brown leather breeches, and tall, fur-lined boots. A heavy, dark fur cloak is draped over his shoulders. He stands with a confident, upright posture, holding a long hunting rifle in one hand. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
The Mother Bear ○ supporting | antagonist
A huge white polar bear, with thick, warm fur. Her size is imposing, and her eyes can shift from piteous to fierce and bright.
Attire: Her natural thick white fur.
Wants: Survival, protection of her cub, seeking justice for betrayal.
Flaw: Her trust in Hans, which leads to her initial injury and the theft of her cub.
Begins as a wise and trusting companion, is betrayed and injured, and spends twenty years seeking her lost cub and revenge. She ultimately confronts Hans and reclaims her daughter, finding a form of resolution.
Piteous, wise, nurturing, trusting, betrayed, vengeful, and ultimately forgiving (through Ursula).
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A huge, majestic polar bear standing upright on her hind legs, facing forward. Her fur is thick, pure white, and shaggy. Her eyes are large, dark, and intelligent, currently burning with a fierce, determined expression. Her powerful paws are slightly raised. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Ursula ◆ supporting
As a baby, she is tiny, soft, warm, and beautiful, described as a 'little white baby'. As a young woman, she is described as the 'most beautiful tiny maiden in the land', 'all pink and white and smiling'. Her transformation reveals a furry white bear form.
Attire: As a baby, she is wrapped in Hans's coat. As a young woman, on her wedding day, she wears 'snowy furs' from head to foot, a wedding present from Hans. This would be a luxurious, warm fur cloak or coat over a wedding dress, appropriate for a northern climate.
Wants: As a human, to live a happy life, eventually marrying Hans. As a bear, to reunite with her mother and punish her betrayer, but then her human affection for Hans overrides the vengeance.
Flaw: Her dual nature; her human love for Hans conflicts with her bear instinct for vengeance.
Begins as a magical infant, stolen and raised as human. Grows into a beautiful young woman, marries her adoptive father. Upon encountering her birth mother, she transforms into a bear, torn between her two natures, ultimately choosing her bear identity but showing a final act of human compassion towards Hans.
Initially innocent and thriving under Hans's care. As a young woman, she is adored, kind, and initially playful with Hans, but then consents to marry him. Upon transformation, she is fierce and vengeful, but ultimately shows compassion and loyalty to her human past.
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A beautiful young woman with fair skin and rosy cheeks, with long, flowing light blonde hair. Her eyes are a soft blue, and she has a gentle, kind expression. She wears a luxurious, floor-length wedding gown made of white silk, covered by a voluminous, pure white fur cloak that wraps around her from head to foot. She stands with a graceful posture, her hands clasped gently in front of her. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Locations
Frozen River Bed / Drifting Ice Floe
A vast, desolate expanse of ice and snow covering a hidden river. The ice breaks into large, unstable floes, revealing dark blue water in the gaps. Far from steady land, the scene is dominated by a huge, barren island of ice where Hans drifts.
Mood: Perilous, isolated, stark, cold, terrifying
Hans is trapped on a drifting ice floe, encounters the talking white bear, and later steals her human-cub.
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A vast, desolate arctic landscape under a pale, cold morning sky. Jagged, blue-tinged ice floes drift on dark, frigid water, with a thick layer of pristine snow covering the larger ice masses. A massive, flat ice island dominates the foreground, with a towering, crystalline pillar of ice rising sharply from its surface. The light is diffused and stark, casting soft, long shadows. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
Deserted Fisherman's Hut
A small, abandoned hut, likely constructed from rough-hewn timber or driftwood, offering basic shelter. It contains a simple hearth for a fire.
Mood: Sparse, temporary refuge, humble, isolated
Hans takes refuge here with the stolen baby Ursula, caring for her before moving to a village.
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The interior of a small, rustic fisherman's hut, constructed from weathered, rough-hewn timber planks. A simple stone hearth glows with warm firelight, casting flickering shadows on the unadorned wooden walls and packed earth floor. Sparse light filters in through a small, grimy window, revealing dust motes in the cool air. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
Forest Road in Winter
A winding road through a dense, snow-covered forest. Evergreens sparkle with icicles, and the sun shines dazzlingly on the jeweled snow. A hidden brook chuckles beneath the ice. The road opens into a clearing where the two bears confront Hans.
Mood: Initially joyful and festive, then suddenly tense and confrontational
Hans and Ursula are ambushed by the mother bear on their wedding day, leading to Ursula's transformation.
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A wide, snow-covered forest road winding through a dense stand of northern evergreen trees, their branches heavily laden with sparkling icicles. Dazzling afternoon sunlight reflects brilliantly off the pristine, jeweled snow, creating a sense of crisp, cold beauty. The road opens into a small, circular clearing, with deep shadows under the trees and bright highlights on the snow. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.