BRITTLE-LEGS
by Katharine Pyle · from Mother's Nursery Tales
Adapted Version
Once, a man loved to boast. He said his Princess spun straw to gold. A man heard him. The man told the King. The King loved gold very much. He called the Father and Princess. The King said, "Spin this straw to gold." If not, you get big trouble.
The King left the Princess alone. She felt very sad. She cried in the room. The room was full of straw. A small, magic man came in. He asked, "Why do you cry?" The Princess said, "Spin straw to gold." The magic man said, "I can help. What will you give?" The Princess gave him her necklace.
The King saw the gold. He was happy. He wanted more. He took Princess to a big room. This room had much straw. The King said, "Spin this into gold." The Princess cried. The magic man came. He asked, "What will you give?" The Princess gave him her gold ring. He spun the straw.
The King was still not happy. He took Princess to a huge room. It was full of straw. He said, "Spin this into gold. You will be my Queen." The Princess cried. The magic man came. She said, "I have nothing." He said, "Give a promise for later." The Princess agreed. She thought it was not real. The magic man spun all the straw.
The King and Princess married. She became the Queen. She did not think about the promise. One year later, a Baby Prince was born. The Queen was very happy. One day, the magic man came back. He came to the Queen's room. He asked for his special promise. The Queen felt very scared.
The Queen was very sad. She asked him not to take baby. The magic man said, "I give you three days." Guess my name. If you guess, you keep the baby. If not, baby is mine. The Queen agreed.
The Queen sent many people. They looked for names. She tried many names. But none were right. The magic man came each day. He laughed and left. On the third day, Forester heard a song. A small man sang in the forest. He sang, "My name is Rumpelstiltskin!"
The magic man came again. He asked, "What is my name?" The Queen asked, "Is your name Rumpelstiltskin?" The magic man was very, very angry. He stomped his foot. He made a loud noise. Then he left. He was never seen again.
Queen and Prince lived happy. The magic man was never seen again. This story teaches us to mind promises. It is also not good to boast.
Original Story
BRITTLE-LEGS
There was once a man who was such a boaster that scarcely a word he said was true. One day he was talking with some companions and he said, “I have no need to work or worry over anything. I could be richer than the King himself if I chose, for I have a daughter who can spin straw into gold.”
A nobleman who was passing by overheard this, and he went to the King and repeated to him what the man had said.
Now the King of that country was very fond of gold; he never could have enough of it. He at once sent to the boaster’s house and had him and his daughter brought to the palace. They were brought to where the King sat, and the King said, “I hear that you have boasted that your daughter can spin straw into gold. Is that true?”
The man was very much frightened when he heard this, but he was afraid to deny what he had already said.
“Yes, your majesty, that is what I said,” he answered.
“Very well,” said the King. “We shall soon know whether you have spoken the truth or not. I have had a large room made ready for your daughter. It is filled with straw. I will have her taken to it, and if she spins it into gold you shall be well rewarded, but if she fails you shall both be punished severely.”
Both the father and daughter were terrified at these words. They did not know what would become of them. The boaster was allowed to go home, but the girl was taken to a large room filled with straw, and was left there. She sat and cried and cried.
Presently the door opened and a crooked little brown dwarf came into the room.
“Tut, tut, what a noise,” said he. “Why are you crying so bitterly.”
“I am crying because the King has put me here to spin this straw into gold, and I do not know how to set about it.”
“That should not be such a hard matter. What will you give me if I do it for you?”
“This necklace around my neck,” said the girl.
“Very well, give it to me.” The dwarf took the necklace and sat down to the spinning wheel, and it did not take him long to spin all the straw into gold—heaps and heaps of it. Then he hopped away, and no one saw him come or go but the girl.
Early the next morning the King came to see how the girl was getting on. When he saw the room full of glittering gold instead of straw he was filled with joy and wonder. But for all that he was not satisfied. He led the girl into a still larger room, and it, too, was full of straw.
“You have done very well,” said he, “but I expect you to do still better. Spin this straw into gold for me and the reward shall not be lacking.” Then he went away, leaving the girl alone.
She sat and cried and cried.
Presently the door opened, and the same little dwarf came hopping into the room.
“What will you give me,” said he, “if I spin this straw into gold for you?”
“I will give you the gold ring from my finger,” answered the girl.
The dwarf sat down at the spinning wheel, and soon all the straw was spun into gold. Then the dwarf took the ring from the girl’s finger and went away.
The next day, when the King came and saw all the gold he was even more delighted than before. He was now as rich as any emperor, but even yet he was not content. He took the girl into a still larger room, and it, like the others, was full of straw.
“If you will spin this, too, into gold, then you shall be my bride,” said he.
The King had scarcely left her before the dwarf came hopping into the room. “Well,” said he, “what will you give me this time if I spin the straw into gold for you?”
“Alas, alas!” cried the girl, “I have nothing more to give.”
“Promise me that if the King marries you, you will give me your first child, and I will help you,” said the dwarf.
At first the girl did not want to promise this, but then she thought that after all it was very unlikely the King would marry her, and even if he did she might never have a child. “Very well,” said she, “I promise.”
The dwarf laughed aloud and snapped his fingers with joy. Then he sat down at the spinning wheel and spun till the wheel whirred. You could scarcely see it, it flew so fast. Soon all the straw was spun. “There,” said he, “now you will not need me again. But do not forget your promise, for at the right time I shall certainly come to claim the child.” Then he hopped away, laughing as he went.
Not long afterward the King came into the room. He could wait no longer to see whether the girl had finished her task. When he saw the heaps of gold, more than ever before, he hardly knew what to do with himself, he was so happy.
“Now I am satisfied,” said he. “You shall be my wife, as I promised, and your father shall be brought to court and become a great nobleman.”
As the King said, so it was done. He and the girl were married, and her father was sent for to come and live at the court.
And now the girl was very happy. She loved the King, and she had forgotten all about the promise she had made to the dwarf.
At the end of a year a fine little child was born to the Queen. The whole kingdom was filled with rejoicings. As to the King he was almost beside himself with joy.
One day, as the Queen was sitting by the baby’s cradle, the door opened, and the crooked little dwarf hopped into the room. When the Queen saw him she turned as white as paper.
“Well,” said the dwarf, “and are you ready to keep the promise you made when I spun the straw into gold for you?”
Then the Queen began to beg and entreat that the dwarf would leave the baby with her, and not take it away. She offered him gold and jewels, and even the golden crown from her head, if he would only leave her the child. But no—no—the dwarf had gold and jewels, more than he cared for. It was the young Prince he wanted.
At last he said, “Listen, I will give you one chance. If within three days you can guess what my name is you shall keep the child, but if you fail in this then you must give him to me, and no more words about it.”
To this the Queen agreed willingly, for she had no fear but what she could guess the dwarf’s name.
As soon as he had gone she sent out to all the neighbors round to learn what were the names of all the men they knew, and when the dwarf came the next day she was ready for him.
“Was his name John?” “No, it was not.” “Was it Henry?” “No.” “Was it James or Conrad or Phillip or Habbakuk?” “No, no, no; it was none of them.” The Queen went over all the names she had learned, but not one of them was the right one, and the dwarf went away rejoicing.
The next day he came again and the Queen had a fresh list of names ready, for she had sent out messengers far and wide, and they had brought back every name they could hear of. But the dwarf said no to all of them. Not one of them was right. Then the Queen’s heart sank within her, but she plucked up courage, and as soon as the dwarf had gone, sent out other messengers, but these brought back not a single name but those she knew already. The Queen was in despair. She sat at the window and waited for the dwarf to come, and she held the baby in her arms.
Then she heard the King’s forester talking to his sweetheart in the courtyard below. He had heard nothing of how the Queen had sent far and wide to gather names, for he had been off in the forest for three days. The forester told his sweetheart how he had lost his way in the forest the night before. Then he had come to a hollow, and it was full of rocks, and a red fire was burning among them. Around this fire a crooked little dwarf was dancing and as he danced he sang:
“To-day I brew, to-night I bake,
To-morrow I the young prince take,
For none could guess, unless they were told
That Brittle-Legs is the name I hold.”
When the Queen heard that, she laughed aloud. Then she arose and put the baby down, and sent word to the forester that he should tell no one else of what he had seen in the forest.
Not long afterward the dwarf came as usual.
“Well, and have you guessed my name?” he asked; “for if you have not I must have the child.”
The Queen pretended to be in great trouble. “Is it—is it Short-Shanks?” she asked.
“No,” cried the dwarf and his eyes shone like sparks.
“Is it Long-Arms?”
“No,” shouted the dwarf, and he hopped up and down with joy.
“Is it—is it by any chance Brittle-Legs?”
When the Queen said that the dwarf gave a scream of rage. His face grew first as black as thunder, and then as red as fire.
“Someone has told you! Someone has told you!” he shrieked and he stamped so hard that his foot sank down into the floor and he could not pull it out, so he shook it off and hopped away, leaving one leg behind him, and what became of him after that nobody ever knew. But the Queen lived happy and untroubled forever after.
Story DNA
Moral
Boasting can lead to unforeseen and dangerous consequences, and desperate promises can come back to haunt you.
Plot Summary
A boastful man claims his daughter can spin straw into gold, leading the greedy King to demand she perform this impossible feat. A mysterious dwarf appears, spinning straw into gold for the terrified girl in exchange for her necklace, then her ring, and finally, her firstborn child, which she promises out of desperation. She marries the King and has a child, but the dwarf returns to claim it. The Queen is given three days to guess his name, and on the final day, she learns it is Brittle-Legs from a forester. When she reveals his name, the dwarf flies into a rage, stamps his foot, and disappears forever, leaving the Queen and her child safe.
Themes
Emotional Arc
fear to relief
Writing Style
Narrative Elements
Cultural Context
This story is a variant of Rumpelstiltskin, a well-known German fairy tale collected by the Brothers Grimm. The core elements of a desperate promise to a magical being for a seemingly impossible task, and the guessing of a secret name, are central to this tradition.
Plot Beats (16)
- A boastful man claims his daughter can spin straw into gold.
- A nobleman overhears and reports it to the King, who is obsessed with gold.
- The King summons the man and his daughter, demanding she spin a room full of straw into gold or both will be punished.
- The terrified daughter is left alone in the straw-filled room and cries.
- A crooked little dwarf appears and offers to spin the straw into gold in exchange for her necklace.
- The King is delighted by the gold but demands she spin an even larger room of straw into gold.
- The dwarf reappears and spins the second room of straw into gold in exchange for her ring.
- The King, still not satisfied, demands she spin a third, largest room of straw into gold, promising to marry her if she succeeds.
- The dwarf helps again, but since the girl has nothing left, he demands her first child as payment, which she reluctantly promises.
- The King marries the girl, and she becomes Queen, forgetting her promise to the dwarf.
- A year later, the Queen gives birth to a child, and the dwarf reappears to claim it.
- The Queen begs and offers riches, but the dwarf gives her three days to guess his name, or he will take the child.
- The Queen sends messengers to gather names, but fails to guess his name on the first two days.
- On the third day, a forester overhears the dwarf singing his name, Brittle-Legs, in the forest.
- The Queen, feigning ignorance, correctly guesses the dwarf's name.
- The dwarf, in a fit of rage, stamps his foot so hard it gets stuck, and he tears himself free, hopping away on one leg, never to return.
Characters
The Boaster (Father) ◆ supporting
Average height and build, likely with a somewhat disheveled or overly confident demeanor. His appearance is not explicitly detailed, but his character suggests a man who might try to appear more important than he is.
Attire: Simple, commoner's attire, perhaps slightly worn but attempting to appear respectable. Likely made of coarse linen or wool in muted colors, typical of a European peasant or townsman of the era.
Wants: To appear important and avoid work, to escape punishment for his lies.
Flaw: His compulsive boasting and cowardice, which puts his daughter in danger.
He causes the initial conflict but is largely passive thereafter, eventually benefiting from his daughter's success without personal change.
Boastful, cowardly, irresponsible, self-serving, easily frightened.
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An adult man of average height, with a slightly rounded build and a nervous expression. He has short, dark brown hair and a clean-shaven face. He wears a simple, faded brown tunic made of coarse wool, a cream linen undershirt, and dark breeches. His posture is hunched, and his eyes are wide with fear. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
The King ⚔ antagonist
A man of imposing presence, likely of average to tall height and a sturdy build, reflecting his position of power. His appearance is not explicitly detailed, but he is driven by greed.
Attire: Rich, heavy royal garments, likely made of velvet or brocade in deep colors like crimson or royal blue, adorned with gold embroidery and possibly a fur trim, typical of a European monarch. A golden crown would be expected.
Wants: To acquire more gold and increase his wealth, to secure a wife who can magically produce gold.
Flaw: His insatiable greed and gullibility.
He remains largely unchanged, driven by greed and ultimately satisfied by the gold and a new Queen, unaware of the magical dealings.
Greedy, demanding, powerful, easily impressed by wealth, somewhat naive to believe the boast.
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An adult man of imposing height and sturdy build, with a stern expression and dark, neatly trimmed beard. He has dark brown hair, combed back from his forehead. He wears a heavy crimson velvet robe with gold embroidery and white fur trim, a golden crown adorned with rubies, and a thick gold chain around his neck. His posture is upright and commanding. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
The Girl (Queen) ★ protagonist
A young woman of average height and slender build, initially appearing vulnerable and later graceful as a Queen. Her features are not explicitly described, allowing for a general European fairy tale aesthetic.
Attire: Initially, simple peasant attire: a plain linen dress in a muted color like grey or cream, perhaps with a simple apron. Later, as Queen, she wears elegant gowns of fine silk or brocade, in rich colors, possibly with a golden necklace or crown.
Wants: To survive the King's demands, to protect her child, to escape punishment.
Flaw: Her initial helplessness and desperation, leading her to make a dangerous promise.
Transforms from a terrified peasant girl into a resourceful Queen and loving mother, learning to overcome impossible challenges and protect her family.
Fearful, desperate, resourceful (in seeking help), loving (as a mother), intelligent (in solving the riddle), initially naive.
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A young adult woman of slender build and average height, with long, wavy light brown hair styled in a simple braid. She has a gentle, oval face with wide, expressive blue eyes and fair skin. She wears a flowing gown of deep forest green silk, with long sleeves and a modest neckline, adorned with subtle gold embroidery. A delicate golden necklace with a small pearl hangs around her neck. Her posture is graceful but with a hint of anxiety in her expression. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Brittle-Legs (The Dwarf) ⚔ antagonist
A small, crooked little brown dwarf, with disproportionate features. His most distinctive feature is his 'brittle legs' which are implied to be fragile or perhaps unusually shaped, and his ability to dance energetically despite them.
Attire: Simple, rustic, and perhaps slightly tattered brown garments, fitting for a creature of the forest. No specific details are given, but something that allows for energetic dancing.
Wants: To acquire a child, possibly for magical purposes or simply out of a desire for something unique he cannot create himself. He enjoys making deals and seeing them fulfilled.
Flaw: His vanity about his name, and his explosive temper which leads to his downfall.
He remains consistent in his nature, acting as a magical helper and then a threat, ultimately defeated by his own vanity and temper.
Mischievous, cunning, demanding, joyful when successful, prone to violent rage when thwarted, keeps his word (in a twisted way).
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A small, crooked brown dwarf, no taller than a child, with a gnarled, hunched back and disproportionately long arms. He has a wrinkled, mischievous face with bright, sparkling black eyes and a wide, toothy grin. His hair is a wild tangle of dark brown. He wears a simple, tattered tunic of dark forest green linen and rough brown breeches. His posture is a perpetual hop, and he has a single, gnarled leg, the other having been torn off at the hip. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
The Prince (Baby) ○ minor
A fine, little child, a baby, likely fair-skinned and healthy, as would be expected of a royal infant.
Attire: Swaddling clothes or a simple, soft gown appropriate for a royal infant, likely made of fine linen or silk.
Wants: To be safe and loved.
Flaw: Completely dependent on his mother for protection.
He is the catalyst for the Queen's final challenge but does not undergo any personal change.
Innocent, helpless.
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A healthy infant, approximately one year old, with soft, light blonde hair and round, curious blue eyes. He is swaddled in a delicate white linen blanket, adorned with a subtle gold embroidered crown motif. He lies in a richly carved wooden cradle, looking up with an innocent expression. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
The Forester ○ minor
A sturdy, outdoorsy man, likely with a weathered face from spending time in the forest. His build would be strong and practical.
Attire: Practical, durable clothing suitable for working in the forest: sturdy leather or wool tunic, breeches, and boots, in earthy tones.
Wants: To do his job, to share his unusual experience.
Flaw: None evident.
A static character who provides crucial information but does not change.
Observant, perhaps a bit gossipy (telling his sweetheart), loyal (to the King/Queen).
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A sturdy adult man with a weathered face, short dark brown hair, and a neatly trimmed beard. He has a strong build and kind, observant brown eyes. He wears a practical dark green wool tunic, sturdy brown leather breeches, and tall leather boots. A small leather pouch hangs from his belt. His posture is upright and confident. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Locations
King's Palace - Spinning Room 1
A large, imposing room within a grand palace, initially filled to the ceiling with straw. Later, it is filled with glittering heaps of spun gold.
Mood: Initially terrifying and desperate, then wondrous and joyful, but always under the King's demanding gaze.
The girl is first imprisoned here to spin straw into gold, and the dwarf first appears to help her.
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A vast, high-ceilinged room within a medieval German royal palace, with rough-hewn stone walls and a single tall, arched window letting in a sliver of cool morning light. The room is almost entirely filled with golden, shimmering straw, piled high against the walls. A simple wooden spinning wheel stands in the center, dwarfed by the straw. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
King's Palace - Queen's Chambers
The Queen's private chambers in the palace, where she sits by her baby's cradle. It is a place of initial happiness, then deep anxiety and fear when the dwarf returns.
Mood: Initially warm and loving, becoming tense and desperate, then finally relieved and triumphant.
The dwarf returns to claim the Queen's first child, and the Queen desperately tries to guess his name.
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A richly appointed chamber within a medieval German palace, with tapestries depicting hunting scenes on the stone walls and a large, leaded glass window looking out onto a bustling cobblestone courtyard. A finely carved wooden cradle with soft linens sits near the window, bathed in gentle afternoon light. Polished dark wood furniture and a large, ornate rug cover the floor. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
Deep Forest - Rocky Hollow
A secluded, rocky hollow deep within a dense forest, where a red fire burns. It is a hidden, magical place where the dwarf reveals his name.
Mood: Mysterious, eerie, and magical, with a sense of hidden power.
The forester stumbles upon the dwarf's secret ritual and overhears his name.
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A secluded, ancient forest hollow at night, surrounded by towering, gnarled oak and pine trees with thick undergrowth. Jagged, moss-covered rocks form a natural amphitheater, and in the center, a small, intensely red fire crackles, casting dancing shadows. Cool moonlight filters through the dense canopy, creating pockets of deep shadow and silvered leaves. The ground is covered in damp earth and fallen leaves. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
