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EVERYTHINGINTHERIGHTPLACE
1872
FAIRYTALESOFHANSCHRISTIANANDERSEN
EVERYTHINGINTHERIGHTPLACE
byHansChristianAndersen
ITismorethanahundredyearsago!
Attheborderofthewood,
nearalargelake,stoodtheoldmansion:
deepditchessurroundedit
oneveryside,inwhichreedsandbulrushesgrew.Closebythe
drawbridge,nearthegate,therewasanoldwillowtree,whichbent
overthereeds.
Fromthenarrowpasscamethesoundofbuglesandthetramplingof
horses'feet;thereforealittlegirlwhowaswatchingthegeese
hastenedtodrivethemawayfromthebridge,beforethewhole
huntingpartycamegallopingup;theycame,however,soquickly,
thatthegirl,inordertoavoidbeingrunover,placedherselfonone
ofthehighcorner-stonesofthebridge.Shewasstillhalfachild
andverydelicatelybuilt;shehadbrightblueeyes,andagentle,
sweetexpression.Butsuchthingsthebarondidnotnotice;whilehe
wasridingpastthelittlegoose-girl,hereversedhishuntingcrop,
andinroughplaygavehersuchapushwithitthatshefell
backwardintotheditch.
"Everythingintherightplace!
"hecried."Intotheditchwith
you."
Thenheburstoutlaughing,forthathecalledfun;theothers
joinedin-thewholepartyshoutedandcried,whilethehoundsbarked.
Whilethepoorgirlwasfallingshehappilycaughtoneofthe
branchesofthewillowtree,bythehelpofwhichsheheldherself
overthewater,andassoonasthebaronwithhiscompanyandthedogs
haddisappearedthroughthegate,thegirlendeavouredtoscrambleup,
butthebranchbrokeoff,andshewouldhavefallenbackwardamongthe
rushes,hadnotastronghandfromaboveseizedheratthismoment.It
wasthehandofapedlar;hehadwitnessedwhathadhappenedfroma
shortdistance,andnowhastenedtoassisther.
"Everythingintherightplace,"hesaid,imitatingthenoble
baron,andpullingthelittlemaiduptothedryground.Hewished
toputthebranchbackintheplaceithadbeenbrokenoff,butit
isnotpossibletoputeverythingintherightplace;"thereforehe
stuckthebranchintothesoftground.
"Growandthriveifyoucan,andproduceagoodfluteforthem
yonderatthemansion,"hesaid;itwouldhavegivenhimgreat
pleasuretoseethenoblebaronandhiscompanionswellthrashed.Then
heenteredthecastle-butnotthebanquetinghall;hewastoo
humbleforthat.No;hewenttotheservants'hall.Themen-servants
andmaidslookedoverhisstockofarticlesandbargainedwithhim;
loudcryingandscreamingwereheardfromthemaster'stableabove:
theycalleditsinging-indeed,theydidtheirbest.Laughterand
thehowlsofdogswereheardthroughtheopenwindows:
theretheywere
feastingandrevelling;wineandstrongoldalewerefoaminginthe
glassesandjugs;thefavouritedogsatewiththeirmasters;nowand
thenthesquireskissedoneoftheseanimals,afterhavingwipedits
mouthfirstwiththetablecloth.Theyorderedthepedlartocomeup,
butonlytomakefunofhim.Thewinehadgotintotheirheads,and
reasonhadleftthem.Theypouredbeerintoastockingthathecould
drinkwiththem,butquick.That'swhattheycalledfun,anditmade
themlaugh.Thenmeadows,peasants,andfarmyardswerestakedonone
cardandlost.
"Everythingintherightplace!
"thepedlarsaidwhenhehadat
lastsafelygotoutofSodomandGomorrah,ashecalledit."The
openhighroadismyrightplace;upthereIdidnotfeelatease."
Thelittlemaid,whowasstillwatchingthegeese,noddedkindly
tohimashepassedthroughthegate.
Daysandweekspassed,anditwasseenthatthebroken
willow-branchwhichthepeddlarhadstuckintothegroundnearthe
ditchremainedfreshandgreen-nay,itevenputforthfreshtwigs;
thelittlegoose-girlsawthatthebranchhadtakenroot,andwasvery
pleased;thetree,soshesaid,wasnowhertree.Whilethetreewas
advancing,everythingelseatthecastlewasgoingbackward,through
feastingandgambling,forthesearetworollersuponwhichnobody
standssafely.Lessthansixyearsafterwardsthebaronpassedout
ofhiscastle-gateapoorbeggar,whilethebaronialseathadbeen
boughtbyarichtradesman.Hewastheverypedlartheyhadmadefun
ofandpouredbeerintoastockingforhimtodrink;buthonestyand
industrybringoneforward,andnowthepedlarwasthepossessorof
thebaronialestate.Fromthattimeforwardnocard-playingwas
permittedthere.
"That'sabadpastime,"hesaid;"whenthedevilsawtheBiblefor
thefirsttimehewantedtoproduceacaricatureinoppositionto
it,andinventedcard-playing."
Thenewproprietoroftheestatetookawife,andwhomdidhe
take?
-Thelittlegoose-girl,whohadalwaysremainedgoodandkind,
andwholookedasbeautifulinhernewclothesasifshehadbeena
ladyofhighbirth.Andhowdidallthiscomeabout?
Thatwouldbetoo
longataletotellinourbusytime,butitreallyhappened,and
themostimportanteventshaveyettobetold.
Itwaspleasantandcheerfultoliveintheoldplacenow:
the
mothersuperintendedthehousehold,andthefatherlookedafterthings
out-of-doors,andtheywereindeedveryprosperous.
Wherehonestyleadstheway,prosperityissuretofollow.Theold
mansionwasrepairedandpainted,theditcheswerecleanedand
fruit-treesplanted;allwashomelyandpleasant,andthefloors
wereaswhiteandshiningasapasteboard.Inthelongwinterevenings
themistressandhermaidssatatthespinning-wheelinthelarge
hall;everySundaythecounsellor-thistitlethepedlarhadobtained,
althoughonlyinhisolddays-readaloudaportionfromtheBible.
Thechildren(fortheyhadchildren)allreceivedthebest
education,buttheywerenotallequallyclever,asisthecaseinall
families.
Inthemeantimethewillowtreenearthedrawbridgehadgrownup
intoasplendidtree,andstoodthere,free,andwasneverclipped.
"Itisourgenealogicaltree,"saidtheoldpeopletotheir
children,"andthereforeitmustbehonoured."
Ahundredyearshadelapsed.Itwasinourowndays;thelake
hadbeentransformedintomarshland;thewholebaronialseathad,
asitwere,disappeared.Apoolofwaternearsomeruinedwallswas
theonlyremainderofthedeepditches;andherestoodamagnificent
oldtreewithoverhangingbranches-thatwasthegenealogicaltree.
Hereitstood,andshowedhowbeautifulawillowcanlookifone
doesnotinterferewithit.Thetrunk,itistrue,wascleftinthe
middlefromtheroottothecrown;thestormshadbentitalittle,
butitstillstoodthere,andoutofeverycreviceandcleft,inwhich
windandweatherhadcarriedmould,bladesofgrassandflowerssprang
forth.Especiallyabove,wherethelargeboughsparted,therewas
quiteahanginggarden,inwhichwildraspberriesandhart's-tongue
fernsthrove,andevenalittlemistletoehadtakenroot,andgrew
gracefullyintheoldwillowbranches,whichwerereflectedinthe
darkwaterbeneathwhenthewindblewthechickweedintothecornerof
thepool.Afootpathwhichledacrossthefieldspassedclosebythe
oldtree.Highup,onthewoodyhillside,stoodthenewmansion.It
hadasplendidview,andwaslargeandmagnificent;itswindowpanes
weresoclearthatonemighthavethoughttherewerenonethereat
all.Thelargeflightofstepswhichledtotheentrancelookedlikea
bowercoveredwithrosesandbroad-leavedplants.Thelawnwasas
greenasifeachbladeofgrasswascleanedseparatelymorningand
evening.Inside,inthehall,valuableoilpaintingswerehangingon
thewalls.Herestoodchairsandsofascoveredwithsilkandvelvet,
whichcouldbeeasilyrolledaboutoncastors;thereweretables
withpolishedmarbletops,andbooksboundinmoroccowithgiltedges.
Indeed,well-to-doanddistinguishedpeoplelivedhere;itwasthe
dwellingofthebaronandhisfamily.Eacharticlewasinkeepingwith
itssurroundings."Everythingintherightplace"wasthemotto
accordingtowhichtheyalsoactedhere,andthereforeallthe
paintingswhichhadoncebeenthehonourandgloryoftheold
mansionwerenowhungupinthepassagewhichledtotheservants'
rooms.Itwasalloldlumber,especiallytwoportraits-one
representingamaninascarletcoatwithawig,andtheothera
ladywithpowderedandcurledhairholdingaroseinherhand,eachof
thembeingsurroundedbyalargewreathofwillowbranches.Both
portraitshadmanyholesinthem,becausethebaron'ssonsusedthe
twooldpeopleastargetsfortheircrossbows.Theyrepresentedthe
counsellorandhiswife,fromwhomthewholefamilydescended."But
theydidnotproperlybelongtoourfamily,"saidoneoftheboys;"he
wasapedlarandshekeptthegeese.Theywerenotlikepapaand
mamma."Theportraitswereoldlumber,and"everythinginitsright
place."Thatwaswhythegreat-grandparentshadbeenhungupinthe
passageleadingtotheservants'rooms.
Thesonofthevillagepastorwastutoratthemansion.Onedayhe
wentforawalkacrossthefieldswithhisyoungpupilsandtheir
eldersister,whohadlatelybeenconfirmed.Theywalkedalongthe
roadwhichpassedbytheoldwillowtree,andwhiletheywereonthe
roadshepickedabunchoffield-flowers."Everythingintheright
place,"andindeedthebunchlookedverybeautiful.Atthesametime
shelistenedtoallthatwassaid,andsheverymuchlikedtohearthe
pastor'ssonspeakabouttheelementsandofthegreatmenandwomen
inhistory.Shehadahealthymind,nobleinthoughtanddeed,and
withaheartfullofloveforeverythingthatGodhadcreated.They
stoppedattheoldwillowtree,astheyoungestofthebaron'ssons
wishedverymuchtohaveaflutefromit,suchashadbeencut