The Widow's Daughter
by Unknown · from The Fairy Ring
Adapted Version
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Once upon a time. There was a young woman. Her name was Nabla. She loved the warm fire. She sat there. Nabla did not like work. Her mother told her off.
One day, the Prince rode by. He heard Nabla's Mother. She scolded Nabla loudly. Nabla's Mother saw the Prince. She quickly changed her words. "Nabla works very hard!" she said. The Prince believed her.
The Prince was very happy. He took Nabla to his castle. He told his mother, the Queen. "Nabla works very hard!" he said. The Queen heard his words. She was happy too.
The Queen wanted to see Nabla's skills. She gave Nabla fluffy wool. Nabla must spin it into thread. Nabla never spun before. She felt very sad. Nabla began to cry.
An old woman came. She had a very big foot. She came like magic. She spun all the wool. She made it into thread. She did it very fast. "Invite me to your wedding," she said.
The Queen was happy. She liked the new thread. She gave Nabla more work. Nabla must weave the thread. She must make it into cloth. Nabla never wove before. She felt very sad. Nabla began to cry.
An old woman came. She had a very big hand. She came like magic. She wove all the thread. She made it into cloth. She did it very fast. "Invite me to your wedding," she said.
The Queen was happy. She liked the new cloth. She gave Nabla more work. Nabla must sew the cloth. She must make it into shirts. Nabla never sewed before. She felt very sad. Nabla began to cry.
An old woman came. She had a very big nose. She came like magic. She sewed all the shirts. She did it very fast. "Invite me to your wedding," she said.
The Queen loved the shirts. The wedding could happen soon! It was a big, happy day.
At the wedding party, three old women came. Nabla smiled at them all. "These are my good friends," she said. The Prince looked at them.
"I spun so very much." She showed her big foot. "My hand got big from weaving!" said another. "My nose got big from sewing!" said the third.
The Prince was very surprised. He was a little worried. "Oh no!" he said. "My dear wife must not work!" "Nabla will never spin," he said. "She will never weave or sew!"
Nabla was very happy. She lived in the castle. The Prince was very kind. Her mother came to live there. Nabla never had to work. She loved her easy life.
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Original Story
The Widow's Daughter
THERE was once a poor widow woman, living in the North of Ireland, who had one daughter named Nabla. And Nabla grew up both idle and lazy, till at length, when she had grown to be a young woman, she was both thriftless and useless, fit only to sit with her heels in the ashes and croon to the cat the day long. Her mother was annoyed with her, so that one day, when Nabla refused to do some little trifle about the house, her mother got out a good stout sally rod and came in and thrashed her soundly with it.
As her mother was giving Nabla the whacking she had so richly earned, who should happen to be riding past but the King's son himself. He heard the mother beating and scolding, and Nabla crying and pleading within. So he drew rein, and at the top of his voice shouted to know what was the matter. The widow came to the door, courtesying when she saw who he was. Not wishing to give out a bad name on her daughter, she told the King's son that she had a daughter who killed herself working the leelong day and refused to rest when her mother asked her, so that she had always to be beaten before she would stop.
"What work can your daughter do?" the Prince asked.
"She can spin, weave, and sew, and do every work that ever a woman did," the mother replied.
Now, it so happened that a twelvemonth before the Prince had taken a notion of marrying, and his mother, anxious he should have none but the best wife, with his approval, sent messengers over all Ireland to find him a woman who could perform all a woman's duties, including the three accomplishments the widow named—spinning, that is, weaving and sewing. But all the candidates whom the messengers had secured were found unsatisfactory on being put to trial, and the Prince had remained unwedded. When, now, the King's son heard this account of Nabla from her own mother he said:
"You are not fit to have the charge of such a good girl. For twelve months, through all parts of my mother's kingdom, search was being made for just such a young woman that she might become my wife. I'll take Nabla with me."
Poor Nabla was rejoiced and her mother astonished. The King's son helped Nabla to a seat behind him on the horse's back and bidding adieu to the widow, rode off.
When he had got Nabla home, he introduced her to his mother, telling the Queen that by good fortune he had secured the very woman they had so long sought in vain. The Queen asked what Nabla could do, and he replied that she could spin, weave, and sew, and do everything else a woman should; and, moreover, she was so eager for work that her mother was beating her within an inch of her life to make her rest herself when he arrived on the scene at Nabla's own cottage. The Queen said that was well.
She took Nabla to a large room and gave her a heap of silk and a golden wheel, and told her she must have all the silk spun into thread in twenty-four hours. Then she bolted her in.
Poor Nabla, in amazement, sat looking at the big heap of silk and the golden wheel. And at length she began to cry, for she had not spun a yard of thread in all her life. As she cried an ugly woman, having one of her feet as big as a bolster, appeared before her.
"What are you crying for?" she asked.
Nabla told her, and the woman said, "I'll spin the silk for you if you ask me to the wedding."
"I'll do that," Nabla said. And then the woman sat down to the wheel, and working it with her big foot, very soon had the whole heap spun.
When the Queen came and found all spun she said: "That is good." Then she brought in a golden loom and told Nabla she must have all that thread woven in twenty-four hours.
When the Queen had gone, Nabla sat down and looked from the thread to the loom and from the loom to the thread, wondering, for she had not in all her life even thrown a shuttle. At length she put her face in her hands and began to cry. There now appeared to her an ugly woman with one hand as big as a pot hanging by her side. She asked Nabla why she cried. Nabla told her, and then the woman said:
"I'll weave all that for you if you'll give me the promise of your wedding."
Nabla said she would surely. So the woman sat down to the golden loom, and very soon had all the thread woven into webs.
When again the Queen came and found all woven she said: "That is good." And then she gave Nabla a golden needle and thimble and said that in twenty-four hours more she must have all the webs made into shirts for the Prince.
Again when the Queen had gone, Nabla, who had never even threaded a needle in all her life, sat for a while looking at the needle and thimble and looking at the webs of silk, and again she broke down, and began to cry heartily.
As she cried an ugly woman with a monstrously big nose came into the room and asked:
"Why do you cry?"
When Nabla had told her, the ugly woman said:
"I'll make up all those webs into shirts for the Prince if you promise me the wedding."
"I'll do that," Nabla said, "and a thousand welcomes."
So the woman with the big nose, taking the needle and thimble, sat down, and in a short time had made all the silk into shirts and disappeared again.
When the Queen came a third time and found all the silk made up in shirts she was mightily pleased and said:
"You are the very woman for my son, for he'll never want a housekeeper while he has you."
Then Nabla and the Prince were betrothed, and on the wedding night there was a gay and a gorgeous company in the hall of the castle. All was mirth and festivity. But as they were about to sit down to a splendid repast there was a loud knock at the door. A servant opened it and there came in an ugly old woman with one foot as big as a bolster who, amid the loud laughter of the company, hobbled along the floor and took a seat at the table. She was asked of which party was she, the bride or the groom's, and she replied that she was of the bride's party. When the Prince heard this he believed that she was one of Nabla's poor friends. He went up to her and asked her what had made her foot so big.
"Spinning," she said, "I have been all my life at the wheel, and that's what it has done for me."
"Then, by my word," said the Prince, striking the table a great blow, "my wife shall not turn a wheel while I'm here to prevent it!"
As the guests were again settling themselves another knock came to the door. A servant opening it, let in a woman with one hand as big as a pot. The weight of this hand hanging by her side gave her body a great lean over, so that as she hobbled along the floor the company at the table lay back, laughing and clapping their hands at the funny sight. This woman, taking a seat at the table, was asked by whose invitation she was there, to which she replied that she was of the bride's party. Then the Prince went up to her and inquired what caused her hand to be so big.
"Weaving," she said. "I have slaved at the shuttle all my life; that's what has come on me."
"Then," the Prince said, striking the table a thundering blow, "by my word, my wife shall never throw a shuttle again while I live to prevent it."
A third time the guests were ready to begin their repast, when again there came a knock to the door. Everyone looked up; and they saw the servant now admit an ugly old woman with the most monstrous nose ever beheld. This woman likewise took a chair at the table. She was then asked who had invited her—the bride or the groom. She said she was one of the bride's party. Then the Prince, going up to her asked her why her nose had come to be so very big.
"AN UGLY OLD WOMAN WITH THE MOST MONSTROUS NOSE EVER BEHELD"
"It's with sewing," she said. "All my life I have been bending my head over sewing, so that every drop of blood ran down into my nose, swelling it out like that."
Then the Prince struck the table a blow that made the dishes leap and rattle.
"By my word," he said, "my wife shall never either put a needle in cloth again, or do any other sort of household work while I live to prevent it."
And the Prince faithfully kept his word. He was always on the lookout to try and catch Nabla spinning, weaving, or sewing, or doing any other sort of work, for he thought she might at any time try to work on the sly.
Poor Nabla, however, never did anything to confirm his uneasiness, but, taking her old mother to stay in the castle with her, lived happy and contented, and as lazy as the day was long, ever after.
Story DNA
Moral
Sometimes, through a combination of luck and cleverness, one can escape the consequences of their idleness.
Plot Summary
Nabla, a notoriously lazy young woman, is taken by the King's son as his bride after her mother falsely boasts of her industriousness. Faced with three impossible domestic tasks by the Queen (spinning, weaving, sewing), Nabla is secretly aided by three magical, deformed women, each asking for a wedding invitation in return. At the wedding feast, the three women appear and attribute their grotesque deformities to their lifelong dedication to these very tasks. Horrified, the Prince forbids Nabla from ever working, ensuring she lives a life of contented idleness with her mother in the castle.
Themes
Emotional Arc
suffering to triumph
Writing Style
Narrative Elements
Cultural Context
Reflects a time when spinning, weaving, and sewing were essential domestic skills for women, and idleness was seen as a significant flaw.
Plot Beats (14)
- Nabla is a lazy young woman who is constantly beaten by her mother for her idleness.
- The King's son overhears a beating and, misinterpreting the mother's lie about Nabla's industriousness, decides to marry her.
- The Prince takes Nabla to the castle and introduces her to the Queen, repeating the false claims about her work ethic.
- The Queen gives Nabla a heap of silk to spin in 24 hours; Nabla, unable to spin, cries.
- An ugly woman with a giant foot appears, spins the silk, and asks for a wedding invitation in return.
- The Queen then gives Nabla thread to weave; Nabla cries again, unable to weave.
- An ugly woman with a giant hand appears, weaves the thread, and asks for a wedding invitation.
- The Queen then gives Nabla webs to sew into shirts; Nabla cries a third time, unable to sew.
- An ugly woman with a giant nose appears, sews the shirts, and asks for a wedding invitation.
- The Queen is pleased with Nabla's 'work' and the wedding is arranged.
- At the wedding feast, the three ugly women arrive, one by one, and are introduced as Nabla's friends.
- Each woman explains her deformity (giant foot from spinning, giant hand from weaving, giant nose from sewing) as a result of constant work.
- The Prince, horrified by the supposed effects of work, vows that his wife, Nabla, will never do any household work again.
- Nabla lives happily ever after in the castle, as lazy as she pleases, with her mother.
Characters
Nabla
A young woman of average height and build, with a generally unkempt appearance due to her laziness. Her complexion is likely fair, consistent with someone from the North of Ireland, perhaps a bit pale from lack of activity.
Attire: Initially, simple, worn peasant clothing typical of a poor Irish widow's daughter, likely made of coarse linen or wool in muted, natural tones. Later, upon arriving at the castle, she would be dressed in more refined, though still modest, garments provided by the Queen, likely a simple gown of a soft fabric in a light color.
Wants: To avoid work and live a life of ease and comfort. Later, to secure her position as the Prince's wife and maintain her comfortable lifestyle.
Flaw: Extreme laziness and a complete lack of practical skills, which could have led to her downfall if not for external intervention.
Transforms from a lazy, thrashed peasant girl into a princess who successfully avoids all household work, securing a life of ease and bringing her mother into comfort. She learns that her perceived weakness (laziness) can be her greatest asset with the right circumstances and allies.
Lazy, idle, easily distressed, manipulative (in allowing others to do her work), adaptable, ultimately contented.
The Widow
A woman of mature age, likely thin and worn from a life of poverty and hard work. Her hands would be calloused and her face lined.
Attire: Simple, patched, and practical peasant clothing made of coarse, dark-colored wool or linen, typical of a poor widow in 19th-century rural Ireland. Likely a long skirt, a plain blouse, and a shawl.
Wants: To make her daughter useful and productive, to survive poverty, and later, to benefit from her daughter's good fortune.
Flaw: Her inability to effectively discipline Nabla, leading to her daughter's continued idleness.
Begins as a struggling, frustrated mother and ends up living comfortably in the castle with her daughter, having benefited from her own quick wit.
Hard-working, exasperated, quick-tempered (when provoked by Nabla's laziness), cunning (in her lie to the Prince), loving (ultimately wants the best for her daughter).
The King's Son (The Prince)
A young man of noble bearing, likely tall and well-built, as befits a prince. His appearance would be clean and well-maintained.
Attire: Rich, but practical, riding attire suitable for a prince in 19th-century Ireland. This would include a tailored wool jacket in a deep color (e.g., forest green or navy), fine breeches, polished leather riding boots, and a crisp linen shirt. Perhaps a simple, unadorned cloak for travel.
Wants: To find a suitable wife who is skilled in domestic duties, as per his mother's and his own desire. Later, to protect his wife from the perceived dangers of work.
Flaw: Gullibility and a lack of discernment, leading him to believe the Widow's exaggerated claims and the magical women's fabricated stories.
Begins as a prince seeking a diligent wife and ends as a devoted husband who, through misunderstanding, ensures his wife never has to work, thus fulfilling Nabla's desire for idleness.
Decisive, somewhat naive (believing the Widow's lie), protective, easily impressed by perceived diligence, strong-willed, honorable (keeping his word).
The Queen
A woman of mature age, likely elegant and refined, with an air of authority. Her build would be slender or stately.
Attire: Elegant, formal court attire suitable for a Queen in 19th-century Ireland. This would include a rich gown of silk or velvet in a deep jewel tone (e.g., sapphire blue or emerald green), with subtle embroidery, a high neckline, and long sleeves. Perhaps a delicate lace collar or cuffs. No crown, but possibly a subtle hair ornament.
Wants: To find a suitable, capable wife for her son who can manage a household.
Flaw: Her trust in her son's judgment and the Widow's false claims, leading her to misjudge Nabla's abilities.
Remains largely static, fulfilling her role as the discerning mother-in-law, ultimately pleased with Nabla's perceived abilities.
Discerning, practical, traditional (believing in a wife's domestic duties), pleased by perceived diligence, somewhat strict in her expectations.
The Woman with the Big Foot
An ugly old woman, noticeably hunched or stooped. Her most striking feature is one foot, which is monstrously swollen, described as 'as big as a bolster'. This foot would be discolored and misshapen.
Attire: Simple, drab, and worn peasant clothing, likely a dark, coarse dress or skirt and blouse, perhaps patched. Her clothing would be adapted to accommodate her enormous foot, possibly a makeshift wrap or an oversized shoe.
Wants: To be invited to the wedding and, more importantly, to expose the truth about the supposed 'hard work' that caused her deformity, thereby ensuring Nabla's future idleness.
Flaw: Her physical deformity, which is also her strength in manipulating the Prince.
Appears to help Nabla, then reappears at the wedding to secure Nabla's freedom from work, thus fulfilling her promise and achieving her goal.
Helpful (to Nabla), shrewd, cunning (in her plan to expose Nabla's laziness), somewhat mischievous, resilient (despite her affliction).
The Woman with the Big Hand
An ugly old woman, with a significant lean to her body caused by the weight of her enormous hand. Her most striking feature is one hand, which is grotesquely swollen, described as 'as big as a pot'. This hand would be discolored and misshapen.
Attire: Simple, drab, and worn peasant clothing, likely a dark, coarse dress or skirt and blouse, perhaps patched. Her clothing would be adapted to accommodate her enormous hand, possibly a makeshift sling or an oversized sleeve.
Wants: To be invited to the wedding and, more importantly, to expose the truth about the supposed 'hard work' that caused her deformity, thereby ensuring Nabla's future idleness.
Flaw: Her physical deformity, which is also her strength in manipulating the Prince.
Appears to help Nabla, then reappears at the wedding to secure Nabla's freedom from work, thus fulfilling her promise and achieving her goal.
Helpful (to Nabla), shrewd, cunning (in her plan to expose Nabla's laziness), somewhat mischievous, resilient (despite her affliction).
The Woman with the Big Nose
An ugly old woman. Her most striking feature is her nose, which is 'monstrously big', swollen, and discolored, dominating her face.
Attire: Simple, drab, and worn peasant clothing, likely a dark, coarse dress or skirt and blouse, perhaps patched. Her clothing would be unremarkable, drawing all attention to her nose.
Wants: To be invited to the wedding and, more importantly, to expose the truth about the supposed 'hard work' that caused her deformity, thereby ensuring Nabla's future idleness.
Flaw: Her physical deformity, which is also her strength in manipulating the Prince.
Appears to help Nabla, then reappears at the wedding to secure Nabla's freedom from work, thus fulfilling her promise and achieving her goal.
Helpful (to Nabla), shrewd, cunning (in her plan to expose Nabla's laziness), somewhat mischievous, resilient (despite her affliction).
Locations
Nabla's Cottage
A humble, poor widow's cottage in the North of Ireland, likely a small, single-story dwelling with a simple hearth where Nabla sits with her heels in the ashes. The interior would be rustic, with basic furnishings typical of a poor Irish home of the era, possibly with a thatched roof and whitewashed walls.
Mood: Initially tense and punitive due to the beating, then surprisingly joyful for Nabla.
Nabla is being thrashed by her mother for idleness when the King's son rides past and intervenes, leading to Nabla's departure to the castle.
Queen's Workroom in the Castle
A large, imposing room within the King's castle, designed for solitary work. It contains a heap of silk, a golden spinning wheel, a golden loom, and golden sewing implements. The room is secured with a bolted door, emphasizing Nabla's isolation and the Queen's strict expectations.
Mood: Initially daunting and despairing for Nabla, then mysteriously relieved by the appearances of the helper women.
Nabla is locked in here three times, each time facing an impossible task (spinning, weaving, sewing) which is secretly completed by the magical helper women.
Castle Wedding Hall
A grand and gorgeous hall within the King's castle, filled with a large, festive company. It is set for a splendid repast, with a large table laden with dishes. The hall is a place of mirth and festivity, but also where the three ugly women make their dramatic, comical entrances.
Mood: Joyful and celebratory, punctuated by comical surprise and the Prince's emphatic declarations.
Nabla's wedding feast, where the three helper women appear, revealing the true cause of their deformities and prompting the Prince to forbid Nabla from ever working.