Gold-Tree and Silver-Tree
by Joseph Jacobs · from Collected Folk Tales
Adapted Version
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Here's the revised story with only the three flagged sentences fixed:
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Once upon a time, there is a queen. Her name is Silver-tree. She has a daughter. Her name is Gold-tree. Gold-tree is very pretty. One day, they go to a well. A little fish lives in the well.
Silver-tree asks the little fish. "Am I the prettiest?" The fish says no. "Gold-tree is the prettiest." Silver-tree is very cross.
Silver-tree goes home. She gets into bed. She pretends to be sick. The King comes to see her. "What is wrong?" he asks. "I want Gold-tree to go away," she says.
The King is sad. But he is kind. He wants Gold-tree to be safe. A nice Prince lives far away. The King sends Gold-tree to him. Gold-tree is safe and happy there.
One year goes by. Silver-tree goes to the well. "Am I the prettiest?" she asks. The little fish says no. "Gold-tree is the prettiest."
Silver-tree is very cross. She sails in a big boat. She goes to see Gold-tree.
Gold-tree sees the big boat. "My mother is coming!" she says. "She will hurt me!" Her friends say, "We will help." They lock the door. But Silver-tree tricks Gold-tree. Gold-tree opens the door.
Silver-tree puts a magic spell on her. Gold-tree falls into a deep sleep. She sleeps and sleeps.
The Prince comes home. He is very sad. He puts Gold-tree in a pretty room. He hopes she will wake up.
One day, a clever woman comes. She finds Gold-tree in the room. Gold-tree is still asleep.
The Clever Woman is very smart. She sees the magic spell. She breaks the spell. Gold-tree opens her eyes. She wakes up! She smiles.
The Prince is so happy! "Thank you!" he says. The Clever Woman smiles. She is a good friend.
One more year goes by. Silver-tree goes to the well. "Am I the prettiest?" she asks. The little fish says no. "Gold-tree is the prettiest."
Silver-tree sails back in her boat. She has a magic sleeping drink. "Gold-tree, drink this!" she says. "You drink first!" says the Clever Woman. Silver-tree drinks it. She falls fast asleep.
They put her on her boat. They send her far away. She never comes back.
Gold-tree and the Prince are happy. The Clever Woman stays with them. She is their best friend. And they all live happily ever after.
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Original Story
GOLD-TREE AND SILVER-TREE
nce upon a time there was a king who had a wife, whose name was Silver-tree, and a daughter whose name was Gold-tree. On a certain day of the days, Gold-tree and Silver-tree went to a glen, where there was a well, and in it there was a trout.
Said Silver-tree, "Troutie, bonny little fellow, am not I the most beautiful queen in the world?"
"Oh! indeed you are not."
"Who then?"
"Why, Gold-tree, your daughter."
Silver-tree went home, blind with rage. She lay down on the bed, and vowed she would never be well until she could get the heart and the liver of Gold-tree, her daughter, to eat.
At nightfall the king came home, and it was told him that Silver-tree, his wife, was very ill. He went where she was, and asked her what was wrong with her.
"Oh! only a thing which you may heal if you like." [98]
"Oh! indeed there is nothing at all which I could do for you that I would not do."
"If I get the heart and the liver of Gold-tree, my daughter, to eat, I shall be well."
Now it happened about this time that the son of a great king had come from abroad to ask Gold-tree for marrying. The king now agreed to this, and they went abroad.
The king then went and sent his lads to the hunting-hill for a he-goat, and he gave its heart and its liver to his wife to eat; and she rose well and healthy.
A year after this Silver-tree went to the glen, where there was the well in which there was the trout.
"Troutie, bonny little fellow," said she, "am not I the most beautiful queen in the world?"
"Oh! indeed you are not."
"Who then?"
"Why, Gold-tree, your daughter."
"Oh! well, it is long since she was living. It is a year since I ate her heart and liver."
"Oh! indeed she is not dead. She is married to a great prince abroad."
Silver-tree went home, and begged the king to put the long-ship in order, and said, "I am going to see my dear Gold-tree, for it is so long since I saw her." The long-ship was put in order, and they went away.
It was Silver-tree herself that was at the helm, and she steered the ship so well that they were not long at all before they arrived.
The prince was out hunting on the hills. Gold-tree knew the long-ship of her father coming. [99]
"Oh!" she said to the servants, "my mother is coming, and she will kill me."
"She shall not kill you at all; we will lock you in a room where she cannot get near you."
This is how it was done; and when Silver-tree came ashore, she began to cry out:
"Come to meet your own mother, when she comes to see you." Gold-tree said that she could not, that she was locked in the room, and that she could not get out of it.
"Will you not put out," said Silver-tree, "your little finger through the key-hole, so that your own mother may give a kiss to it?"
She put out her little finger, and Silver-tree went and put a poisoned stab in it, and Gold-tree fell dead.
When the prince came home, and found Gold-tree dead, he was in great sorrow, and when he saw how beautiful she was, he did not bury her at all, but he locked her in a room where nobody would get near her. [100]
In the course of time he married again, and the whole house was under the hand of this wife but one room, and he himself always kept the key of that room. On a certain day of the days he forgot to take the key with him, and the second wife got into the room. What did she see there but the most beautiful woman that she ever saw.
She began to turn and try to wake her, and she noticed the poisoned stab in her finger. She took the stab out, and Gold-tree rose alive, as beautiful as she was ever.
At the fall of night the prince came home from the hunting-hill, looking very downcast.
"What gift," said his wife, "would you give me that I could make you laugh?"
"Oh! indeed, nothing could make me laugh, except Gold-tree were to come alive again."
"Well, you'll find her alive down there in the room."
When the prince saw Gold-tree alive he made great rejoicings, and he began to kiss her, and kiss her, and kiss her. Said the second wife, "Since she is the first one you had it is better for you to stick to her, and I will go away."
"Oh! indeed you shall not go away, but I shall have both of you."
At the end of the year, Silver-tree went to the glen, where there was the well, in which there was the trout.
"Troutie, bonny little fellow," said she, "am not I the most beautiful queen in the world?"
"Oh! indeed you are not." [101]
"Who then?"
"Why, Gold-tree, your daughter."
"Oh! well, she is not alive. It is a year since I put the poisoned stab into her finger."
"Oh! indeed she is not dead at all, at all."
Silver-tree went home, and begged the king to put the long-ship in order, for that she was going to see her dear Gold-tree, as it was so long since she saw her. The long-ship was put in order and they went away. It was Silver-tree herself that was at the helm, and she steered the ship so well that they were not long at all before they arrived.
The prince was out hunting on the hills. Gold-tree knew her father's ship coming.
"Oh!" said she, "my mother is coming, and she will kill me."
"Not at all," said the second wife; "we will go down to meet her."
Silver-tree came ashore. "Come down, Gold-tree, love," said she, "for your own mother has come to you with a precious drink."
"It is a custom in this country," said the second wife, "that the person who offers a drink takes a draught out of it first."
Silver-tree put her mouth to it, and the second wife went and struck it so that some of it went down her throat, and she fell dead. They had only to carry her home a dead corpse and bury her.
The prince and his two wives were long alive after this, pleased and peaceful.
I left them there.
[102]
Story DNA
Moral
Extreme vanity and jealousy can lead to destructive and ultimately self-defeating actions.
Plot Summary
Queen Silver-tree, consumed by vanity, repeatedly tries to murder her more beautiful daughter, Gold-tree, after a magical trout confirms Gold-tree's superior beauty. After a failed first attempt where the king substitutes animal organs, Silver-tree poisons Gold-tree through her finger. Gold-tree is later revived by the prince's second wife, who removes the poisoned object. In a final confrontation, Silver-tree attempts to poison Gold-tree again but is tricked by the second wife into drinking the poison herself, leading to her death and Gold-tree's lasting peace with the prince and his second wife.
Themes
Emotional Arc
suffering to triumph
Writing Style
Narrative Elements
Cultural Context
This tale is a variant of the 'Snow White' motif, common across Europe, often featuring a jealous stepmother/mother and a magical mirror/creature that reveals the truth about beauty.
Plot Beats (16)
- Queen Silver-tree and Princess Gold-tree visit a well with a magical trout.
- The trout declares Gold-tree more beautiful than Silver-tree.
- Enraged, Silver-tree feigns illness and demands Gold-tree's heart and liver.
- The king substitutes a goat's organs and sends Gold-tree to marry a prince abroad.
- A year later, Silver-tree consults the trout again, who confirms Gold-tree is still alive and more beautiful.
- Silver-tree sails to Gold-tree's castle, feigning a loving visit.
- Gold-tree's servants lock her away for protection, but Silver-tree tricks Gold-tree into putting her finger through a keyhole.
- Silver-tree poisons Gold-tree through her finger, killing her.
- The grieving prince keeps Gold-tree's body unburied in a locked room.
- The prince marries a second wife, who eventually discovers Gold-tree's body.
- The second wife removes the poisoned stab, reviving Gold-tree.
- The second wife reveals Gold-tree's revival to the prince, who rejoices and decides to keep both wives.
- A year later, Silver-tree consults the trout again, who again confirms Gold-tree is alive and more beautiful.
- Silver-tree sails to Gold-tree's castle with a poisoned drink, but the second wife insists she drink first.
- Silver-tree is tricked into drinking the poison and dies, and is carried home for burial.
- The prince and his two wives live happily ever after.
Characters
Gold-tree ★ protagonist
Most beautiful woman in the world, even in death.
Attire: Implied royal or noble attire, as a king's daughter and later a prince's wife.
Obedient, trusting, vulnerable.
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A young woman in her early twenties with long, flowing hair the color of spun gold, adorned with tiny, delicate leaves and twigs woven into the strands. She has large, expressive green eyes and a gentle, serene smile. Her skin has a faint, warm glow. She wears an elegant, form-fitting gown made of layers of soft, green fabric that resembles overlapping leaves, with subtle bark-like textures along the bodice and sleeves. Her posture is graceful and upright, one hand lightly touching a golden apple held at her side, the other hand resting on the trunk of a slender, silver birch tree. The scene is bathed in a soft, golden-hour light, with a few luminous leaves drifting in the air around her. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Silver-tree ⚔ antagonist
Initially considered beautiful, but surpassed by her daughter.
Attire: Royal attire, as a queen.
Vain, jealous, murderous, deceitful.
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A tall, slender woman with an ageless, ethereal beauty. Her skin has the faint texture and greyish-white hue of birch bark. Long, flowing hair the color of polished silver cascades over her shoulders. She wears an elegant, form-fitting gown of deep black velvet, intricately embroidered with patterns of dark thorns and bare branches. Her posture is upright and commanding, one hand resting on her hip, the other holding a gnarled black staff topped with a pale, glowing orb. A cold, knowing smile plays on her lips, and her eyes are a piercing, icy blue. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
The King ◆ supporting
No specific description, but holds authority.
Attire: Royal attire.
Easily deceived, somewhat passive, concerned for his wife's health.
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A distinguished older gentleman in his late fifties with a neatly trimmed silver beard and kind, weathered face. He wears an ornate crimson and gold velvet robe with ermine fur trim over a royal blue doublet. A heavy golden crown sits atop his graying hair, adorned with rubies and sapphires. He holds a jeweled scepter in his right hand while his left rests on a thick leather-bound book. His posture is upright but relaxed, with a wise and benevolent expression. He has deep blue eyes and strong brows. His boots are polished brown leather with gold buckles. A golden chain of office hangs around his neck. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature
The Trout ○ minor
A 'bonny little fellow' living in a well.
Attire: None.
Truthful, omniscient (within its domain).
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A small, young humanoid trout creature with smooth blue-green scaled skin, large round black eyes, and fin-like ears. Wearing a simple tunic of woven water reeds and carrying a tiny fishing net. Standing with webbed hands at its sides, expression curious but timid. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
The Prince ◆ supporting
No specific description, but a suitor and husband to Gold-tree.
Attire: Royal or noble hunting attire.
Loving, sorrowful, loyal (initially to Gold-tree), later accepting of two wives.
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A young man in his early twenties with a kind, attentive expression, standing tall in a posture of quiet readiness. He has neatly styled dark brown hair and a clean-shaven face. He wears a fitted royal blue doublet with silver embroidery along the collar and sleeves, dark trousers, and polished black boots. A simple silver circlet rests on his head. His hands are clasped gently behind his back. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
The Second Wife ◆ supporting
No specific description, but intelligent and resourceful.
Attire: Royal or noble attire.
Intelligent, observant, quick-witted, protective, generous.
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A woman in her late thirties with a sharp, elegant beauty. She has pale skin, high cheekbones, and cool, assessing blue eyes. Her dark brown hair is swept into a sophisticated updo, adorned with a single pearl pin. She wears a fitted gown of deep burgundy velvet with a high collar and long sleeves, the fabric rich and heavy. A silver brooch in the shape of a thorny rose is pinned at her throat. Her expression is a faint, closed-lip smile that does not reach her eyes. She stands with perfect posture, one hand lightly resting on the back of an ornate wooden chair, her other hand holding a pair of black lace gloves. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Locations
The Glen with the Well
A secluded glen where a well is located, and within the well, a trout resides.
Mood: Mysterious, a place of truth-telling and fateful encounters.
Silver-tree consults the trout about her beauty, leading to her rage against Gold-tree, and later, her discovery of Gold-tree's survival.
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A secluded forest glen at dawn, mist clinging to the ferns and moss-covered stones. In the center sits an ancient stone well, its clear water revealing a single, shimmering trout. Sunbeams pierce the canopy, illuminating the well and the dewdrops on spiderwebs. The air is still and quiet, filled with the scent of damp earth and pine. Colors are soft greens, misty blues, and the warm grey of weathered stone, with a single wildflower blooming at the well's base. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration
Silver-tree's Bedchamber
The queen's private room, where she feigns illness.
Mood: Tense, manipulative, a place of dark vows.
Silver-tree vows to remain ill until she can eat Gold-tree's heart and liver, manipulating the king.
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A lavish yet cold bedchamber at twilight, bathed in pale silver moonlight filtering through tall, arched windows. The room is dominated by a grand, four-poster bed with sheer, silvery curtains, its white linens rumpled as if hastily abandoned. Walls are paneled in dark, polished wood, reflecting the ghostly light. An ornate dressing table holds a crystal perfume bottle and a single, wilting white rose in a slender vase. On a velvet chaise lounge, a discarded silk robe pools like liquid shadow. The air feels still and heavy, with dust motes dancing in the moonbeams. Outside, the twisted branches of a bare, ancient tree press against the glass, their bark resembling gnarled silver. The color palette is monochrome: silvers, deep charcoals, and cold whites, creating an atmosphere of elegant deception and quiet tension. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
The Prince's Castle (Gold-tree's Room)
A specific room within the prince's castle where Gold-tree is locked away, first to protect her, then as a tomb, and finally where she is revived.
Mood: Initially protective, then sorrowful and tomb-like, finally miraculous and joyful.
Gold-tree is locked here for safety, then poisoned through the key-hole. She is kept here after her death and later revived by the second wife.
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A dim, circular stone chamber in a high castle tower at twilight, bathed in the cool blue light of a full moon filtering through a tall arched window. Dust motes float in the silver beams. A grand, ornate canopy bed with faded velvet drapes sits in the center, surrounded by withered, thorny vines that have crept across the floor and walls. In one corner, a delicate, skeletal golden tree grows impossibly from the stone floor, its branches faintly glowing with a soft, magical luminescence. The air is still and silent, with cobwebs in the vaulted ceiling corners. A sense of profound stillness and waiting permeates the scene. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
The Seashore at the Prince's Land
The coastal area where Silver-tree's long-ship arrives, and where she comes ashore to meet Gold-tree.
Mood: Foreboding, a place of confrontation and deception.
Silver-tree arrives by ship to attempt to murder Gold-tree a second time, and is ultimately killed here by the second wife's cleverness.
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A misty dawn at a secluded fairy tale seashore. A sleek Viking long-ship with silver dragon-head prow and shimmering sails rests on the shore of a crescent bay. The sand is pale gold, dotted with smooth, luminous shells. Towering cliffs of dark, striated rock flank the bay, draped in silvery-green moss and blooming sea-pinks. The calm sea reflects the soft pink and lavender sky, with gentle waves lapping the shore. Ethereal morning light filters through a light sea mist, casting a magical glow on the wet sand and the ship's polished wood. Gnarled, wind-sculpted pine trees cling to the cliff tops. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration
