Donkey Skin by
There was once upon a time a king who was so much beloved by his
subjects that he thought himself the happiest monarch in the whole
world, and he had everything his heart could desire. His palace was
filled with the rarest of curiosities, and his gardens with the
sweetest flowers, while in the marble stalls of his stables stood a row
of milk-white Arabs, with big brown eyes.
Strangers who had heard of the marvels which the king had collected,
and made long journeys to see them, were, however, surprised to find
the most splendid stall of all occupied by a donkey, with particularly
large and drooping ears. It was a very fine donkey; but still, as far
as they could tell, nothing so very remarkable as to account for the
care with which it was lodged; and they went away wondering, for they
could not know that every night, when it was asleep, bushels of gold
pieces tumbled out of its ears, which were picked up each morning by
After many years of prosperity a sudden blow fell upon the king in
the death of his wife, whom he loved dearly. But before she died, the
queen, who had always thought first of his happiness, gathered all her
strength, and said to him:
'Promise me one thing: you must marry again, I know, for the good of
your people, as well as of yourself. But do not set about it in a
hurry. Wait until you have found a woman more beautiful and better
formed than myself.'
'Oh, do not speak to me of marrying,' sobbed the king; 'rather let
me die with you!' But the queen only smiled faintly, and turned over on
her pillow and died.
For some months the king's grief was great; then gradually he began
to forget a little, and, besides, his counsellors were always urging
him to seek another wife. At first he refused to listen to them, but
by-and-by he allowed himself to be persuaded to think of it, only
stipulating that the bride should be more beautiful and attractive than
the late queen, according to the promise he had made her.
Overjoyed at having obtained what they wanted, the counsellors sent
envoys far and wide to get portraits of all the most famous beauties of
every country. The artists were very busy and did their best, but,
alas! nobody could even pretend that any of the ladies could compare
for a moment with the late queen.
At length, one day, when he had turned away discouraged from a fresh
collection of pictures, the king's eyes fell on his adopted daughter,
who had lived in the palace since she was a baby, and he saw that, if a
woman existed on the whole earth more lovely than the queen, this was
she! He at once made known what his wishes were, but the young girl,
who was not at all ambitious, and had not the faintest desire to marry
him, was filled with dismay, and begged for time to think about it.
That night, when everyone was asleep, she started in a little car drawn
by a big sheep, and went to consult her fairy godmother.
'I know what you have come to tell me,' said the fairy, when the
maiden stepped out of the car; 'and if you don't wish to marry him, I
will show you how to avoid it. Ask him to give you a dress that exactly
matches the sky. It will be impossible for him to get one, so you will
be quite safe.' The girl thanked the fairy and returned home again.
The next morning, when her father (as she had always called him)
came to see her, she told him that she could give him no answer until
he had presented her with a dress the colour of the sky. The king,
overjoyed at this answer, sent for all the choicest weavers and
dressmakers in the kingdom, and commanded them to make a robe the
colour of the sky without an instant's delay, or he would cut off their
heads at once. Dreadfully frightened at this threat, they all began to
dye and cut and sew, and in two days they brought back the dress, which
looked as if it had been cut straight out of the heavens! The poor girl
was thunderstruck, and did not know what to do; so in the night she
harnessed her sheep again, and went in search of her godmother.
'The king is cleverer than I thought,' said the fairy; 'but tell him
you must have a dress of moonbeams.'
And the next day, when the king summoned her into his presence, the
girl told him what she wanted.
'Madam, I can refuse you nothing,' said he; and he ordered the dress
to be ready in twenty-four hours, or every man should be hanged.
They set to work with all their might, and by dawn next day, the
dress of moonbeams was laid across her bed. The girl, though she could
not help admiring its beauty, began to cry, till the fairy, who heard
her, came to her help.
'Well, I could not have believed it of him!' said she; 'but ask for
a dress of sunshine, and I shall be surprised indeed if he manages
The goddaughter did not feel much faith in the fairy after her two
previous failures; but not knowing what else to do, she told her father
what she was bid.
The king made no difficulties about it, and even gave his finest
rubies and diamonds to ornament the dress, which was so dazzling, when
finished, that it could not be looked at save through smoked glasses!
When the princess saw it, she pretended that the sight hurt her
eyes, and retired to her room, where she found the fairy awaiting her,
very much ashamed of herself.
'There is only one thing to be done now,' cried she; 'you must
demand the skin of the ass he sets such store by. It is from that
donkey he obtains all his vast riches, and I am sure he will never give
it to you.'
The princess was not so certain; however, she went to the king, and
told him she could never marry him till he had given her the ass's
The king was both astonished and grieved at this new request, but
did not hesitate an instant. The ass was sacrificed, and the skin laid
at the feet of the princess.
The poor girl, seeing no escape from the fate she dreaded, wept
afresh, and tore her hair; when, suddenly, the fairy stood before her.
'Take heart,' she said, ' all will now go well! Wrap yourself in
this skin, and leave the palace and go as far as you can. I will look
after you. Your dresses and your jewels shall follow you underground,
and if you strike the earth whenever you need anything, you will have
it at once. But go quickly: you have no time to lose.'
So the princess clothed herself in the ass's skin, and slipped from
the palace without being seen by anyone.
Directly she was missed there was a great hue and cry, and every
corner, possible and impossible, was searched. Then the king sent out
parties along all the roads, but the fairy threw her invisible mantle
over the girl when they approached, and none of them could see her.
The princess walked on a long, long way, trying to find some one who
would take her in, and let her work for them; but though the cottagers,
whose houses she passed, gave her food from charity, the ass's skin was
so dirty they would not allow her to enter their houses. For her flight
had been so hurried she had had no time to clean it.
Tired and disheartened at her ill-fortune, she was wandering, one
day, past the gate of a farmyard, situated just outside the walls of a
large town, when she heard a voice calling to her. She turned and saw
the farmer's wife standing among her turkeys, and making signs to her
to come in.
'I want a girl to wash the dishes and feed the turkeys, and clean
out the pig-sty,' said the w omen, 'and, to judge by your dirty
clothes, you would not be too fine for the work.'
The girl accepted her offer with joy, and she was at once set to
work in a corner of the kitchen, where all the farm servants came and
made fun of her, and the ass's skin in which she was wrapped. But
by-and-by they got so used to the sight of it that it ceased to amuse
them, and she worked so hard and so well, that her mistress grew quite
fond of her. And she was so clever at keeping sheep and herding turkeys
that you would have thought she had done nothing else during her whole
One day she was sitting on the banks of a stream bewailing her
wretched lot, when she suddenly caught sight of herself in the water.
Her hair and part of her face was quite concealed by the ass's head,
which was drawn right over like a hood, and the filthy matted skin
covered her whole body. It was the first time she had seen herself as
other people saw her, and she was filled with shame at the spectacle.
Then she threw off her disguise and jumped into the water, plunging in
again and again, till she shone like ivory. When it was time to go back
to the farm, she was forced to put on the skin which disguised her, and
now seemed more dirty than ever; but, as she did so, she comforted
herself with the thought that to-morrow was a holiday, and that she
would be able for a few hours to forget that she was a farm girl, and
be a princess once more.
So, at break of day, she stamped on the ground, as the fairy had
told her, and instantly the dress like the sky lay across her tiny bed.
Her room was so small that there was no place for the train of her
dress to spread itself out, but she pinned it up carefully when she
combed her beautiful hair and piled it up on the top of her head, as
she had always worn it. When she had done, she was so pleased with
herself that she determined never to let a chance pass of putting on
her splendid clothes, even if she had to wear them in the fields, with
no one to admire her but the sheep and turkeys.
Now the farm was a royal farm, and, one holiday, when 'Donkey Skin'
(as they had nicknamed the princess) had locked the door of her room
and clothed herself in her dress of sunshine, the king's son rode
through the gate, and asked if he might come and rest himself a little
after hunting. Some food and milk were set before him in the garden,
and when he felt rested he got up, and began to explore the house,
which was famous throughout the whole kingdom for its age and beauty.
He opened one door after the other, admiring the old rooms, when he
came to a handle that would not turn. He stooped and peeped through the
keyhole to see what was inside, and was greatly astonished at beholding
a beautiful girl, clad in a dress so dazzling that he could hardly look
The dark gallery seemed darker than ever as he turned away, but he
went back to the kitchen and inquired who slept in the room at the end
of the passage. The scullery maid, they told him, whom everybody
laughed at, and called ' Donkey Skin;' and though he perceived there
was some strange mystery about this, he saw quite clearly there was
nothing to be gained by asking any more questions. So he rode back to
the palace, his head filled with the vision he had seen through the
All night long he tossed about, and awoke the next morning in a high
fever. The queen, who had no other child, and lived in a state of
perpetual anxiety about this one, at once gave him up for lost, and
indeed his sudden illness puzzled the greatest doctors, who tried the
usual remedies in vain. At last they told the queen that some secret
sorrow must be at the bottom of all this, and she threw herself on her
knees beside her son's bed, and implored him to confide his trouble to
her. If it was ambition to be king, his father would gladly resign the
cares of the crown, and suffer him to reign in his stead; or, if it was
love, everything should be sacrificed to get for him the wife he
desired, even if she were daughter of a king with whom the country was
at war at present!
'Madam,' replied the prince, whose weakness would hardly allow him
to speak, 'do not think me so unnatural as to wish to deprive my father
of his crown. As long as he lives I shall remain the most faithful of
his subjects! And as to the princesses you speak of, I have seen none
that I should care for as a wife, though I would always obey your
wishes, whatever it might cost me.'
'Ah! my son,' cried she, 'we will do anything in the world to save
your life ——and ours too, for if you die, we shall die also.'
'Well, then,' replied the prince, 'I will tell you the only thing
that will cure me —-a cake made by the hand of “Donkey Skin.” '
'Donkey Skin?' exclaimed the queen, who thought her son had gone
mad; 'and who or what is that?'
'Madam,' answered one of the attendants present, who had been with
the prince at the farm, “'Donkey Skin” is, next to the wolf, the most
disgusting creature on the face of the earth. She is a girl who wears a
black, greasy skin, and lives at your farmer's as hen-wife.'
'Never mind,' said the queen; 'my son seems to have eaten some of
her pastry. It is the whim of a sick man, no doubt; but send at once
and let her bake a cake.'
The attendant bowed and ordered a page to ride with the message.
Now it is by no means certain that 'Donkey Skin' had not caught a
glimpse of the prince, either when his eyes looked through the keyhole,
or else from her little window, which was over the road. But whether
she had actually seen him or only heard him spoken of, directly she
received the queen's command, she flung off the dirty skin, washed
herself from head to foot, and put on a skirt and bodice of shining
silver. Then, locking herself into her room, she took the richest
cream, the finest flour, and the freshest eggs on the farm, and set
about making her cake.
As she was stirring the mixture in the saucepan a ring that she
sometimes wore in secret slipped from her finger and fell into the
dough. Perhaps 'Donkey Skin' saw it, or perhaps she did not; but, any
way, she went on stirring, and soon the cake was ready to be put in the
oven. When it was nice and brown she took off her dress and put on her
dirty skin, and gave the cake to the page, asking at the same time for
news of the prince. But the page turned his head aside, and would not
even condescend to answer.
The page rode like the wind, and as soon as he arrived at the palace
he snatched up a silver tray and hastened to present the cake to the
prince. The sick man began to eat it so fast that the doctors thought
he would choke; and, indeed, he very nearly did, for the ring was in
one of the bits which he broke off, though he managed to extract it
from his mouth without anyone seeing him.
The moment the prince was left alone he drew the ring from under his
pillow and kissed it a thousand times. Then he set his mind to find how
he was to see the owner—-for even he did not dare to confess that he
had only beheld 'Donkey Skin' through a keyhole, lest they should laugh
at this sudden passion. All this worry brought back the fever, which
the arrival of the cake had diminished for the time; and the doctors,
not knowing what else to say, informed the queen that her son was
simply dying of love. The queen, stricken with horror, rushed into the
king's presence with the news, and together they hastened to their
'My boy, my dear boy!' cried the king, 'who is it you want to marry?
We will give her to you for a bride; even if she is the humblest of our
slaves. What is there in the whole world that we would not do for you?'
The prince, moved to tears at these words, drew the ring, which was
an emerald of the purest water, from under his pillow.
'Ah, dear father and mother, let this be a proof that she whom I
love is no peasant girl. The finger which that ring fits has never been
thickened by hard work. But be her condition what it may, I will marry
The king and queen examined the tiny ring very closely, and agreed,
with their son, that the wearer could be no mere farm girl. Then the
king went out and ordered heralds and trumpeters to go through the
town, summoning every maiden to the palace. And she whom the ring
fitted would some day be queen.
First came all the princesses, then all the duchesses' daughters,
and so on, in proper order. But not one of them could slip the ring
over the tip of her finger, to the great joy of the prince, whom
excitement was fast curing. At last, when the high-born damsels had
failed, the shopgirls and chambermaids took their turn; but with no
'Call in the scullions and shepherdesses,' commanded the prince; but
the sight of their fat, red fingers satisfied everybody.
'There is not a woman left, your Highness,' said the chamberlain;
but the prince waved him aside.
'Have you sent for “Donkey Skin,” who made me the cake?' asked he,
and the courtiers began to laugh, and replied that they would not have
dared to introduce so dirty a creature into the palace.
'Let some one go for her at once,' ordered the king. ' I commanded
the presence of every maiden, high or low, and I meant it.'
The princess had heard the trumpets and the proclamations, and knew
quite well that her ring was at the bottom of it all. She, too, had
fallen in love with the prince in the brief glimpse she had had of him,
and trembled with fear lest someone else's finger might be as small as
her own. When, therefore, the messenger from the palace rode up to the
gate, she was nearly beside herself with delight. Hoping all the time
for such a summons, she had dressed herself with great care, putting on
the garment of moonlight, whose skirt was scattered over with emeralds.
But when they began calling to her to come down, she hastily covered
herself with her donkey-skin and announced she was ready to present
herself before his Highness. She was taken straight into the hall,
where the prince was awaiting her, but at the sight of the donkey-skin
his heart sank. Had he been mistaken after all?
'Are you the girl,' he said, turning his eyes away as he spoke, 'are
you the girl who has a room in the furthest corner of the inner court
of the farmhouse?'
'Yes, my lord, I am,' answered she.
'Hold out your hand then,' continued the prince, feeling that he
must keep his word, whatever the cost, and, to the astonishment of
every one present, a little hand, white and delicate, came from beneath
the black and dirty skin. The ring slipped on with the utmost ease,
and, as it did so, the skin fell to the ground, disclosing a figure of
such beauty that the prince, weak as he was, fell on his knees before
her, while the king and queen joined their prayers to his. Indeed,
their welcome was so warm, and their caresses so bewildering, that the
princess hardly knew how to find words to reply, when the ceiling of
the hall opened, and the fairy godmother appeared, seated in a car made
entirely of white lilac. In a few words she explained the history of
the princess, and how she came to be there, and, without losing a
moment, preparations of the most magnificent kind were made for the
The kings of every country in the earth were invited, including, of
course, the princess's adopted father (who by this time had married a
widow), and not one refused.
But what a strange assembly it was! Each monarch travelled in the
way he thought most impressive; and some came borne in litters, others
had carriages of every shape and kind, while the rest were mounted on
elephants, tigers, and even upon eagles. So splendid a wedding had
never been seen before; and when it was over the king announced that it
was to be followed by a coronation, for he and the queen were tired of
reigning, and the young couple must take their place. The rejoicings
lasted for three whole months, then the new sovereigns settled down to
govern their kingdom, and made themselves so much beloved by their
subjects, that when they died, a hundred years later, each man mourned
them as his own father and mother.
[From le Cabinet de Fees.]