THE PLATE of PANCAKES
by Maud Lindsay · from The Story-teller
Adapted Version
Mother made yummy pancakes. They smelled so good! Father was at work. He liked hot pancakes. Mother thought of Father. Karl was too small. He could not go alone.
"I can go!" said Karl. "I am big now." He asked Mother again. Mother looked at Karl. She put pancakes on a plate. "Be careful," she said. Karl took the plate.
Karl walked to the wood. The wood was dark. It was called Enchanted. Karl looked for fairies. He looked for goblins. He saw nothing.
A voice whispered to Karl. "Stop, eat berries!" it said. Karl saw sweet berries. He put the plate down. He ate many berries. He ate them fast. He forgot the pancakes. The pancakes got cold.
Karl came home. He cried big tears. The pancakes were cold. Mother saw the plate. Grandma looked at Mother. They knew what happened. Karl was not careful.
Many days passed. Mother made pancakes again. Karl took them. He came back fast. His plate was empty. "A rabbit talked," he said. "It ate the pancakes. All of them." Karl cried again.
Mother was very sad. She was a little angry. "No more wood for Karl!" Grandma shook her head. She had a good idea. She smiled a little.
Grandma made new pancakes. She put them on a plate. She told Karl a secret. "Say 'No! No! No!'" she said. "Say it very loud. Say it three times. Then you will be safe."
Karl took the pancakes. He remembered Grandma's word. He knew his letters now. He ran into the wood. Karl ran very fast. He went quickly.
A pretty bird sang. "Come here!" it called. Karl wanted to follow. He stopped. He remembered Grandma's words. "No! No! No!" he thought. He stood very still.
Karl took a big breath. He shouted very loud. "No! No! No!" he cried.
Karl ran to the mill. He had the pancakes. They were still warm. Father saw Karl. Father smiled a big smile. He was very happy.
Karl walked in the wood. He went many times. He was always safe. No more voices called. No more goblins came. Karl was a smart boy. He always remembered.
Original Story
THE PLATE OF PANCAKES
nce upon a time a woman was frying some pancakes, and as she turned the last cake in the pan she said to her little boy:
"If you were a little older I should send you with some of these fine cakes for your father's dinner, but as it is, he must wait till supper for them."
"Oh, do let me take them," said the little boy, whose name was Karl. "Just see how tall I am. And only yesterday my grandmother said I was old enough to learn my letters. Do let me go!"
And he begged and begged till at last she selected the brownest and crispest cakes, and putting them in a plate with a white napkin over them she bade him take them.
Now the path that led from Karl's home to the saw-mill where his father worked was straight enough, and plain enough, but it ran through the wood that was called Enchanted. Fairies lived there, so some people thought, and goblins that liked to work mischief; and never before had the little boy been allowed to go there alone.
SOMETHING SEEMED TO WHISPER TO HIM: "STOP, KARL, AND EAT."
As he hurried along with the plate of pancakes in his hand he glanced into every green thicket that he passed, half hopeful, and half fearful that he might find a tiny creature hidden in the leaves. Not a glimpse of fairy or goblin did he see, but when he came to the blackberry bushes where the sweetest berries grow something seemed to whisper to him: "Stop, Karl, and eat."
"But I am taking a plate of pancakes for my father's dinner," said Karl speaking aloud.
"A moment or two will make no difference. You can run fast," came the whisper again.
"Oh, yes, I can run fast," said Karl; and he put the plate down under the bushes and began to pick the berries. They were as ripe and sweet as they had looked and every one that the little boy put into his mouth made him wish for another; and if he turned away from the bushes the whisper was sure to come: "One more and then go."
The pancakes grew cold in the plate, and the sun which had been high in the sky when Karl started from home slipped farther and farther into the west; but still he lingered, till suddenly the evening whistle of the mill sounded sharp and shrill in his ears.
"Why, it is time for my father to come home," he cried. "Dear me, dear me, what shall I do?"
There was nothing for him to do but to go home, so home he went with the plate of cold pancakes in his hand and the tears rolling down his cheeks.
When he told his mother and grandmother what had happened they looked at each other wisely as if they thought more about it than they would say; but they bade him dry his tears.
"You will be more careful another time," they said; and so the matter ended.
But Karl did not forget it. It was many a month before his mother fried pancakes again, but no sooner did he see her turning the cakes in the pan than he said:
"I wish my father had some of these fine cakes for his dinner, don't you, mother?"
"Indeed I do," said she, smiling at his grandmother as she spoke; and as soon as the cakes were done she selected the brownest and crispest, and putting them in a plate with a white napkin over them, she bade him take them.
"I'll get there in time for my father's dinner to-day," he said as he started out; but in a very short while he was back with an empty plate in his hand, and the tears rolling down his cheeks.
"I only put the plate down for a minute while I chased a rabbit that said, 'If you catch me you may have me;' and when I came back every pancake was gone," he sobbed.
His mother and grandmother looked at each other wisely when they heard this.
"It is just as I thought the first time," said his mother. "The goblins are at work in the wood. He must never go there again."
But to this the grandmother would not agree.
"Leave it to me," she said, and the very next day she fried pancakes, and selecting the brownest and crispest she put them in a plate with a white napkin over them and bade Karl take them to his father.
"And if any bid you stop or stay, or turn your feet from out your way, say but the word that is spelled with the fourteenth and fifteenth letters of the alphabet three times in a loud voice, and all will go well with you," she said.
"All right," said Karl, nodding his head proudly, for he knew all his letters by this time and could spell hard words like c-a-t, cat, m-a-t, mat. "All right," but he did not stop to count the letters then for he was in a great hurry to be off.
"I guess my father will be glad to get such fine pancakes for his dinner," he said; and he ran so fast that he was half-way to the mill before he knew it.
There was no whispering voice in the wood that day and no talking rabbit to tempt him to a chase; but as he came to a place where another path crossed his own, a bird called out from the heart of the wood:
"Quick, quick, come here, here, here——"
"Where, where?" cried Karl; and he was just about to start in search of the bird when he remembered what his grandmother had said:
"If any bid you stop or stay, or turn your feet from out your way, say but the word that is spelled with the fourteenth and fifteenth letters of the alphabet three times in a loud voice, and all will go well with you."
"A, B, C, D, E, F, G," he chanted, counting the letters on his fingers as he said them, "H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O:" N was the fourteenth letter and O was the fifteenth. N-O; that was easy.
"No! No! No!" he shouted; and—do you believe it?—in less time than it takes to tell it he was at the mill door with every pancake safe and hot.
And the story goes that though he came and went through the Enchanted Wood all the days of his life he was never hindered by anything there again; and he never saw a goblin though he lived to be as old as his grandmother had been when he was a little boy.
Story DNA
Moral
Listening to the wisdom of elders and exercising self-control can help overcome temptations and achieve one's goals.
Plot Summary
Young Karl repeatedly tries to deliver pancakes to his father through the Enchanted Wood but is swayed by various temptations like whispering voices and talking animals, failing twice. His wise grandmother then gives him a magical word, 'No,' to use against any hindrance. On his third attempt, when a bird tries to lure him, Karl remembers his grandmother's advice, shouts 'No!' three times, and successfully delivers the hot pancakes. From that day forward, he is never again bothered by the wood's enchantments.
Themes
Emotional Arc
frustration to triumph
Writing Style
Narrative Elements
Cultural Context
Reflects a time when children might be sent on errands through natural, less-developed areas, and when oral storytelling and moral instruction were common.
Plot Beats (13)
- Karl's mother fries pancakes and wishes his father could have some for dinner, but thinks Karl is too young to deliver them.
- Karl begs to take the pancakes, insisting he is old enough, and his mother eventually agrees.
- Karl walks through the Enchanted Wood, half-expecting to see fairies or goblins.
- A whispering voice tempts Karl to stop and eat blackberries, causing him to linger until it's too late to deliver the cold pancakes.
- Karl returns home crying, and his mother and grandmother wisely note his lack of care.
- Months later, Karl again volunteers to take pancakes, but returns with an empty plate, claiming a talking rabbit tricked him.
- His mother believes goblins are at work and forbids him from the wood, but his grandmother disagrees.
- The grandmother fries pancakes and gives Karl a secret word ('No') to say three times if tempted.
- Karl sets off, remembering his letters and the word, and runs quickly through the wood.
- A bird calls out, tempting Karl to follow it, but he remembers his grandmother's instructions.
- Karl shouts 'No! No! No!' three times.
- Karl arrives at the mill door with the pancakes safe and hot.
- Karl continues to travel through the Enchanted Wood without hindrance for the rest of his life, never seeing a goblin.
Characters
Karl ★ protagonist
A small boy, likely of Northern European descent given the story's origin, with a youthful build. His height is a point of pride, as he claims to be 'tall' for his age.
Attire: Simple, practical clothing suitable for a child in a rural European setting, likely made of linen or wool in muted colors, allowing for play and movement.
Wants: To prove his maturity and capability to his mother, to deliver the pancakes to his father, and later, to overcome the temptations of the Enchanted Wood.
Flaw: Easily tempted and distracted by curiosity, sweet treats, and playful challenges, leading him to forget his responsibilities.
Transforms from a naive and easily distracted child who succumbs to temptation into a responsible and focused boy who can resist distractions and fulfill his duties.
Impressionable, easily distracted, eager to please, somewhat naive, determined (eventually).
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A young boy of Northern European descent, approximately 7 years old, standing upright, facing forward, full body visible from head to toe. He has a round, fair-skinned face with rosy cheeks and bright, curious blue eyes. His light brown hair is cut short and neat. He wears a simple, practical cream-colored linen tunic, cinched at the waist with a thin leather belt, and sturdy brown breeches, with wooden clogs on his feet. He holds a white ceramic plate, covered with a white linen napkin, in both hands. He has a determined expression, with his mouth open as if shouting. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Karl's Mother ◆ supporting
A woman of average build, likely of Northern European descent, with hands accustomed to household tasks like frying pancakes.
Attire: Practical, modest clothing typical of a rural European woman, such as a linen dress or skirt and blouse, possibly with an apron, in muted, earthy tones.
Wants: To care for her family, to ensure her son's safety, and to provide meals for her husband.
Flaw: Her caution and fear of the Enchanted Wood lead her to restrict Karl, which the Grandmother later overrides.
She initially tries to protect Karl by forbidding him from the wood, but ultimately defers to her mother's more proactive approach to teaching him responsibility.
Loving, cautious, a bit overprotective, observant, traditional.
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An adult woman of Northern European descent, standing upright, facing forward, full body visible from head to toe. She has a kind, oval face with soft brown eyes and a gentle smile. Her light brown hair is neatly braided and coiled at the back of her head. She wears a long-sleeved, cream-colored linen blouse, a dark blue wool skirt, and a white apron tied at her waist. Her hands are clasped gently in front of her. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Karl's Grandmother ◆ supporting
An elderly woman, likely of Northern European descent, with the wisdom of age etched on her face. Her posture suggests a lifetime of experience and quiet strength.
Attire: Traditional, modest clothing typical of an elderly rural European woman, perhaps a dark wool dress or skirt and blouse, with a shawl draped over her shoulders, in practical, durable fabrics.
Wants: To teach Karl self-reliance and how to navigate the world, including its challenges, rather than shielding him from them.
Flaw: Not explicitly stated, but her belief in letting Karl face challenges could be seen as a risk by others.
She acts as a mentor, guiding Karl to overcome his weaknesses and empowering him with the tools to succeed, ultimately proving her wisdom.
Wise, insightful, patient, firm, believes in teaching through experience rather than overprotection.
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An elderly woman of Northern European descent, standing upright, facing forward, full body visible from head to toe. She has a kind, wrinkled face with wise, observant grey eyes and a gentle smile. Her white hair is neatly pulled back into a simple bun. She wears a dark grey wool dress with long sleeves, a cream-colored linen apron, and a simple dark blue shawl draped over her shoulders. Her hands are clasped calmly in front of her. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Karl's Father ○ minor
A working man, likely strong and sturdy from his labor at the saw-mill. His appearance is not detailed, but suggests a practical, hardworking individual.
Attire: Work clothes suitable for a saw-mill worker in a rural European setting, likely durable fabrics like canvas or thick wool, possibly stained with sawdust.
Wants: To provide for his family through his labor at the saw-mill.
Flaw: Not applicable, as he is not a central figure.
He remains a static background character, representing the destination and purpose of Karl's journey.
Hardworking, patient (as he waits for his dinner).
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An adult man of Northern European descent, standing upright, facing forward, full body visible from head to toe. He has a strong, weathered face with kind, tired brown eyes. His dark brown hair is short and practical, and he has a neatly trimmed beard. He wears a sturdy, dark green canvas work jacket, a simple grey linen shirt, and durable brown trousers, with heavy leather boots. His hands are large and calloused. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Whispering Voice ⚔ antagonist
Invisible, disembodied. Its presence is felt as a subtle, tempting force within the Enchanted Wood.
Attire: Not applicable.
Wants: To cause mischief and tempt travelers, likely for the amusement of the goblins or fairies it represents.
Flaw: Cannot withstand a direct, firm verbal refusal ('No! No! No!').
It is initially successful in distracting Karl but is ultimately defeated by his newfound resolve and the grandmother's spell.
Seductive, manipulative, persistent, mischievous, preys on weakness and desire.
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A close-up of dark green blackberry bushes with ripe, dark berries, some leaves gently rustling as if a soft, invisible breath is passing through them. No visible figure or source of the movement. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Talking Rabbit ⚔ antagonist
A small, quick rabbit, likely with soft brown or grey fur, typical of a wild rabbit in a European forest. Its distinguishing feature is its ability to speak.
Attire: Its natural fur coat.
Wants: To lure Karl into a chase, causing him to lose his pancakes, likely for the amusement of the goblins it serves.
Flaw: Not explicitly stated, but it is a distraction that can be overcome by focus.
It successfully distracts Karl once, but does not appear again after Karl learns his lesson.
Playful, mischievous, cunning, uses temptation to distract.
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A small, wild brown rabbit, standing on its hind legs, facing forward, full body visible head to toe. It has soft, short brown fur, long ears, and bright, curious black eyes. Its nose is twitching slightly. It is poised as if about to dart away. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Calling Bird ⚔ antagonist
A bird, its specific species is not mentioned, but it calls from the 'heart of the wood'. Likely a common forest bird, perhaps with bright plumage to attract attention.
Attire: Its natural plumage.
Wants: To distract Karl and lead him astray, likely for the amusement of the goblins.
Flaw: Cannot withstand Karl's verbal refusal.
It attempts to distract Karl but is immediately thwarted by his learned resistance.
Mischievous, uses sound to distract and lure.
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A small, vibrant blue bird with a bright yellow breast, perched on a mossy branch in a dense forest, facing forward, full body visible head to toe. Its head is tilted slightly, and its beak is open as if mid-song. Its eyes are bright and alert. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Locations
Karl's Home Kitchen
A warm, domestic kitchen where a woman fries pancakes in a pan. Implied to be a simple, functional space in a traditional German-style home.
Mood: Cozy, domestic, warm with the smell of fresh pancakes, initially safe.
The starting point of Karl's journey, where his mother prepares the pancakes and he begs to deliver them.
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A rustic German kitchen interior, with a large stone hearth where a cast-iron pan sits over glowing embers. Sunlight streams through a small, leaded-glass window, illuminating dust motes in the warm air. Rough-hewn timber beams support the ceiling, and simple wooden furniture is arranged around a scrubbed pine table. A plate of golden-brown pancakes, covered with a white linen napkin, rests on the table. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
The Enchanted Wood
A dense, ancient forest known to be inhabited by fairies and mischievous goblins. It features thick green thickets, blackberry bushes with sweet berries, and winding paths.
Mood: Mysterious, alluring, slightly eerie, later becomes a place of temptation and mild danger.
Karl's main journey, where he is tempted by whispers, a talking rabbit, and a calling bird, leading to the loss of his pancakes.
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A winding dirt path disappears into a dense, ancient German forest. Towering oak and beech trees with gnarled branches form a thick canopy overhead, filtering dappled sunlight onto the forest floor. Lush green undergrowth, including clusters of wild blackberry bushes laden with dark, ripe berries, lines the path. Moss covers fallen logs and exposed tree roots, creating a soft, uneven texture. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and leaves. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
The Saw-Mill
The industrial workplace of Karl's father, characterized by the sharp, shrill sound of its evening whistle.
Mood: Industrial, busy, a place of work, signals the end of the workday.
Karl's destination, where his father works, and the sound of its whistle marks the passage of time and his failure to deliver the pancakes on time.
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A sturdy, functional German saw-mill building constructed of rough-hewn timber and local stone, nestled beside a fast-flowing river. Large stacks of freshly cut lumber are piled neatly outside. A tall, narrow chimney emits a thin wisp of smoke, and a large waterwheel is visible on one side, churning the river water. The late afternoon sun casts long shadows, and the air is filled with the faint scent of sawdust. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
