THE FAN PRINCE

THE FAN PRINCE

To notes I N a country there lived a king who had a wife and

seven daughters. One day he called all his

daughters to him, and said to them, “My children,

who gives you food? and by whose permission do you eat

it?” Six of them answered, “Father, you give us food;

and by your permission we eat it.” But the seventh and

youngest said, “Father, God gives me my food; and by

my own permission I eat it.” This answer made her father

and mother very angry with their youngest daughter.

They said, “We will not let our youngest child stay with us

any longer.” And her father called some servants and said

to them, “Get a palanquin ready, and put my youngest

daughter into it; then carry her away to the jungle, and there

leave her.”

The servants got the palanquin ready, put the youngest

princess into it, and carried her into the jungle. There

they put the palanquin down and said to her, “We are

going to drink some water.” “Go home now,” said the girl,

“as my father ordered you to do.” They left her, therefore,

in the jungle alone, and went back to the king’s palace.

The girl prayed to God and worshipped him; then she

went to sleep for a little while in her palanquin. When she

awoke, it was evening, and she found in her palanquin a

jar of water and some food on a plate which God had sent

her while she slept. She knew that God had sent her this

nice dinner, and thanked him and worshipped him. Then [ Pg 194] she bathed her face and hands in a little of the water, and

ate and drank, and went to sleep quietly in her palanquin as

night had come.

This little princess had always been a very gentle girl, and

had always done what was right, and been very good, so

God loved her dearly. While she slept, therefore, he made

a beautiful palace for her on the jungle-plain where she

was lying in her palanquin. God made a garden and tank

for her, too. When the princess woke in the morning, and

got out of her palanquin, she saw the palace standing by

its tank in a beautiful garden. “I never saw that palace

before,” she said. “It was not here last night.” She went

into the garden, and servants met her and made her salaams.

The palace was far finer than her father’s; and when she

went into it she found it full of servants. “To whom does

this palace belong?” she asked. “To you,” they answered.

“God made all this for you last night, and he sent us to

wait on you and be your servants.” (Now, they were all

men, not angels, that God had sent to take care of her.)

The princess thanked God, and worshipped him.

A few days later, her father heard that in the jungle to

which he had sent her a beautiful palace and garden and

tank had suddenly appeared, and that in this palace she

was living; and he said, “Yes; my daughter told me the

truth: it is God who gives us everything. I know it is he

who gave her this beautiful house.” So some time passed,

and the princess lived in her palace in the jungle; but her

father did not go to see her.

One day he said to himself, “To-day I will go and eat

the air in another country, and I will go by water.” So he

ordered a boat to be got ready, and he went to his six

daughters, and told them he was going away for a little

while. “What would you like me to bring you from this

other country?” he said. “I will bring you anything you [ Pg 195] would like to have.” Some of them wanted jewels, a

necklace, a pair of earrings, and so on; and some wanted

silk stuffs for sárís and other clothes. Then the king

remembered his youngest child, and thought, “I must send

to her, and see what she would like.” He called one of

his servants, and told him to go to the jungle to his youngest

daughter and say, “Your father is going to eat the air of

another country. He wishes to know what you would like

him to bring back for you.”

The servant found the little princess reading her prayer-book.

He gave her the king’s message. She said, “Sabr”

(that is wait ), for she meant him to wait for her answer till

she had finished reading her prayers. The servant, however,

did not understand, but went away at once to the king and

told him, “Your daughter wants you to bring her Sabr.”

“Sabr?” said the king; “what is Sabr? Never, mind, I

will see if I can find any Sabr; and if I do, I will bring it

for her.”

The king then went in his boat to another country.

There he stayed for a little while and bought the jewels

and silks for his six elder daughters. When he thought he

should like to go home again, he went down to his boat

and got into it. But the boat would not move, because he

had forgotten one thing; the thing his youngest daughter

had asked for.

Suddenly he remembered he had not got any Sabr. So

he gave one of his servants four thousand rupees, and told

him to go on shore, and go through the bazar, and try and

find the Sabr, and he was to give the four thousand rupees

for it.

The man went to the bazar and asked every one if they

had Sabr to sell. Then he asked if they could tell him

what it was. “No,” they said, “but our king’s son is called

Sabr; you had better speak to him.”

[ Pg 196] The servant went to Prince Sabr. “Our king’s youngest

daughter,” he said, “has asked her father to bring her

Sabr, and the king has given me four thousand rupees to

buy it for her; but I cannot get any, and no one knows

what it is.” The prince said, “Very good. Give this little

box to your king, and tell him to give it to his youngest

daughter. But it is only the princess who has asked for

Sabr who is to open the box.” Then he told the man to

keep the four thousand rupees as a present from him.

The servant went back to the boat to the king and gave

him the box, saying, “In this is the Sabr,” and he told him

Prince Sabr said no one but the youngest princess was to

open it. And now the boat moved quite easily, and the

king journeyed home safely.

He gave his six eldest daughters the presents he had

brought for them, and sent the little box to his youngest

daughter. She said, “My father has sent me this. I will

look at it by and by.” Then she put it away and forgot it.

At the end of a month she found the little box, and thought,

“I will see what my father has sent me,” and opened the

box. In it was a most lovely little fan. She was very

much pleased, and fanned herself with it, and at once a

beautiful prince stood before her.

The princess was delighted. “Who are you? Where

did you come from?” she said. “My name is Prince

Sabr,” he answered. “Your father came to my father’s

country, and he said you had asked him to bring you Sabr,

so I gave him this little fan for you. I am obliged to come

to whoever uses this little fan with the right side turned outwards.

And when you want me to go away, you must turn

the right side of the fan towards you and then fan yourself

with it.” The little princess said, “Very good. And so

your name is Prince Sabr?” They talked together for

some time. Then she turned her fan, so that the wrong [ Pg 197] side was outside, and fanned herself with it, and the prince

disappeared.

This went on for a month. The princess used to fan herself

with the right side turned outwards, and then Prince

Sabr came to her. When she turned her fan wrong side

outwards and fanned herself, then he vanished.

One day the prince said to her, “I should like to marry

you. Will you marry me?” “Yes,” she answered. Then

she wrote a letter to her father and mother and six sisters,

in which she said, “Come to my wedding. I am going to

marry Prince Sabr.” They all came. Her father was very

glad that she married Prince Sabr, and said, “I see it is true

that God loves my youngest daughter.”

The day of the wedding her six sisters said to her, “To-day

we will not let the servants make your bed. We will

make it ourselves for you.” “I have plenty of servants to

make it,” she said; “but you can do so if you like.” Her

sisters went to make the bed. They took a glass bottle and

ground it into a powder, and they spread the powder all over

the side where Prince Sabr was to lie. This they did because

they were angry at their youngest sister being married,

while they, who were older, were not married, and they

thought, being her elders, they should have married first,

especially as they had lived in their father’s palace, and been

cared for, while she was cast out in the jungle.

When the wedding was over, and Prince Sabr and his

wife had gone to bed, the prince became very ill, from the

glass powder going into his flesh. “Turn your fan the

wrong way and fan yourself quickly, that I may go home

to my father’s country,” he said to her, “for I am very ill,

and dare not remain here.” So she fanned herself at once

with the fan turned the wrong way. Then he went home

to his father, and was very ill for a long while. The poor

princess knew nothing of the glass powder.

[ Pg 198] Her father and mother and sisters went home after the

wedding, and left the princess alone in her palace. Every

day she turned her fan the right side outwards and fanned

and fanned herself; but Prince Sabr never came. He was

far too ill. One day she cried a great deal, and was very,

very sad. “Why does my prince not come to me?” she

said. “I don’t know where he is, or what has become of

him.” That night she had a dream, and in her dream she

saw Prince Sabr lying very ill on his bed.

When she got up in the morning she thought she must go

and try to find her prince. So she took off all her beautiful

clothes and jewels, and put on a yogí’s dress. Then she

mounted a horse and set out in the jungle. No one knew

she was a woman, or that she was a king’s daughter; every

one thought she was a man.

She rode on till night, and then she had come to another

jungle. Here she got off her horse, and took it under a tree.

She lay down under the tree and went to sleep. At midnight

she was awakened by the chattering of a parrot and a mainá , who

came and sat on the tree knowing she was lying underneath.

The mainá said to the parrot, “Parrot, tell me something.”

The parrot said, “Prince Sabr is very, very ill in his own

country. The day he was married, the bride’s six sisters

took a glass bottle and ground it to powder. Then they

spread the powder all over the prince’s bed, so that when

he lay down it got into his flesh. The glass powder has made

him very ill.” “What will make him well?” said the mainá ;

“what will cure him?” “No doctors can cure him,” said the

parrot; “no medicine will do him any good: but if any one

slept under this tree, and took some of the earth from under

it, and mixed it with cold water, and rubbed it all over Prince

Sabr, he would get well.”

All this the princess heard. She got up and longed for

morning to come. When it was day she took some of the [ Pg 199] earth, mounted her horse, and rode off. She went on till she

came to Prince Sabr’s country. Then she asked to whom

the country belonged; she was told it was Prince Sabr’s

father’s country, “but Prince Sabr is very ill.”

“I am a yogí,” said the princess, “and I can cure him.”

This was told to the king, Prince Sabr’s father. “That

is very good,” he said. “Send the yogí to me.” So the

little princess went to the king, who said to her, “My son

is very, very ill; make him well.” “Yes,” she said, “I will

make him well. Bring me some cold water.”

They brought her the cold water, and she mixed it with

the earth she had got from under the tree. This she rubbed

all over the prince. For three days and nights she rubbed

him with it. After that he got better, and in a week he

was quite well. He was able to talk, and could walk about

as usual.

Then the yogí said, “Now I will go back to my own

country.” But the king said to her, “First you must let me

give you a present. You shall have anything that you like.

As many horses, or sepoys, or rupees as you want you shall

have; for you have made my son well.” “I want nothing

at all,” said the princess, “but Prince Sabr’s ring, and the

handkerchief he has with his name worked on it.” She

had given him both these things on their wedding day.

Prince Sabr’s father and mother went to their son and begged

him to give the handkerchief and ring to the yogí; and he

did so quite willingly. “For,” he thought, “were it not for

that yogí, I should never see my dear princess again.”

The yogí took the ring and handkerchief and went home.

When she got there, she took off her yogí’s dress and put

on her own beautiful clothes. Then she turned her fan

right side outwards, and fanned herself with it, and immediately

her Prince Sabr stood by her. “Why did you not

come to me before?” she said. “I have been fanning and [ Pg 200] fanning myself.” “I was very ill, and could not come,”

said Prince Sabr. “At last a yogí came and made me well,

and as a reward I gave him my ring and handkerchief.”

“It was no yogí,” said the princess. “It was I who came

to you and made you well.” “You!” said the prince. “Oh,

no; it was a yogí. You were sitting here in your palace

while the yogí came and cured me.” “No, indeed,” she

said; “I was the yogí. See, is not this your ring? is not

this your handkerchief with your name worked on it?”

Then he believed her, and she told him of her dream, and

her journey in the yogí’s dress, and the birds’ talk, and all

that had happened.

And Prince Sabr was very happy that his wife had done

so much for him, and they lived happily together.

Told by Múniyá.

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