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This volume was intended as a sequel to Andersen’s 1864 Stories and Tales (see end pages of this book) and was aimed at slightly older children. This book of fairy tales and stories deals with more complex moral questions, without sacrificing Andersen’s characteristic imaginative and fantasy elements.The series of sketches of varying lengths in this book arose from the Andersen’s experiences when as a youth he went to seek his fortune Copenhagen, in the capital of his native land; and the story entitled "Under the Willow Tree" is said likewise to have its foundation in fact.Containing 45 stories and tales, it is Illustrated with 80 woodcuts done by the brothers Dalziel, from illustrations by Alfred Water Bayes.Some of the stories in this volume are:What the Moon SawThe Story of the YearThe Goblin and the HucksterIn a Thousand YearsThe Bond of FriendshipJack the DullardUnder the Willow TreeThe BeetleA Leaf from the SkyThe Dumb Book plus many, many more.So, we invite you to download this ebook, find a comfy chair and settle in to be entertained for hours.10% of the profit from the sale of this book will be donated to charities. ----------------------------KEYWORDS/TAGS: Folklore, fairy tales, myths, legends, folk tales, children’s stories, bedtime, fables, culture, cultural, What the Moon Saw, Story of the Year, Good for Nothing, Difference, Everything, Right Place, Goblin, Huckster, Thousand Years, Bond, Friendship, Jack the Dullard, Something, Under, Willow Tree, Beetle, Old Man, Always Right, Wind, Waldemar Daa, Daughters, Ib, Christine, Ole, Tower-Keeper, Bottle-Neck, Good Humour, leaf, Sky, Dumb, Book, Jewish Girl, Thorny Road, Honour, Old Gravestone, Old Bachelor, Nightcap, Marsh King, Daughter, Last Dream, Old Oak Tree, Christmas Tale, Bell-deep, Puppet Showman, Pigs, Anne Lisbeth, Charming, Duck, yard, Trod, tread, stood, Loaf, bread, Sand dunes, Bishop of Borglum, Warriors, Snow Man, Two Maidens, Farmyard Cock, Weathercock, Pen, Inkstand, Child, Grave, Soup, Sausage Peg, Wise Men, Butterfly, Uttermost, Parts, Sea, Phœnix Bird, phoenix

It is a strange thing, that when I feel most fervently and most deeply, my hands and my tongue seem alike tied, so that I cannot rightly describe or accurately portray the thoughts that are rising within me; and yet I am a painter: my eye tells me as much as that, and all my friends who have seen my sketches and fancies say the same. I am a poor lad, and live in one of the narrowest of lanes; but I do not want for light, as my room is high up in the house, with an extensive prospect over the neighbouring roofs. During the first few days I went to live in the town, I felt low-spirited and solitary enough. Instead of the forest and the green hills of former days, I had here only a forest of chimney-pots to look out upon. And then I had not a single friend; not one familiar face greeted me. So one evening I sat at the window, in a desponding mood; and presently I opened the casement and looked out. Oh, how my heart leaped up with joy! Here was a well-known face at last—a round, friendly countenance, the face of a good friend I had known at home. In, fact it was the Moon that looked in upon me. He was quite unchanged, the dear old Moon, and had the same face exactly that he used to show when he peered down upon me through the willow trees on the moor. I kissed my hand to him over and over again, as he shone far into my little room; and he, for his part, promised me that every evening, when he came abroad, he would look in upon me for a few moments. This promise he has faithfully kept. It is a pity that he can only stay such a short time when he comes. Whenever he appears, he tells me of one thing or another that he has seen on the previous night, or on that same evening. "Just paint the scenes I describe to you"—this is what he said to me—"and you will have a very pretty picture-book." I have followed his injunction for many evenings. I could make up a new "Thousand and One Nights," in my own way, out of these pictures, but the number might be too great, after all. The pictures I have here given have not been chosen at random, but follow in their proper order, just as they were described to me. Some great gifted painter, or some poet or musician, may make something more of them if he likes; what I have given here are only hasty sketches, hurriedly put upon the paper, with some of my own thoughts interspersed; for the Moon did not come to me every evening—a cloud sometimes hid his face from me.

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It is a strange thing, that when I feel most fervently and most deeply, my hands and my tongue seem alike tied, so that I cannot rightly describe or accurately portray the thoughts that are rising within me; and yet I am a painter: my eye tells me as much as that, and all my friends who have seen my sketches and fancies say the same. I am a poor lad, and live in one of the narrowest of lanes; but I do not want for light, as my room is high up in the house, with an extensive prospect over the neighbouring roofs. During the first few days I went to live in the town, I felt low-spirited and solitary enough. Instead of the forest and the green hills of former days, I had here only a forest of chimney-pots to look out upon. And then I had not a single friend; not one familiar face greeted me.

Excerpt from What the Moon Saw: And Other TalesSO one evening I sat at the window, in a desponding mood; and presently I opened the casement and looked out. Oh, how my heart leaped up with joy! Here was a well-known face at last - a round, friendly countenance, the face of a good friend I had known at home. In, fact it was the moon that looked in upon me. He was quite unchanged, the dear old Moon, and had the same face exactly that he used to show when he peered down upon me through the willow trees on the moor. I kissed my hand to him over and over again, as he shone far into my little room; and he, for his part, promised me that every evening, when he came abroad, he would look in upon me for a few moments. This promise he has faithfully kept. It is a pity that he can only stay such a short time when he-comes. Whenever he appears, he tells me of one thing or another that he has seen on the previous night, or on that same evening. Just paint the scenes I describe to you-this is what he said to me and you will have a very pretty picture-book. I have followed his injunction for evenings. I could make up a new Thousand and One Nights, in my own way, out of these pictures, but the number might be too great, after all. The pictures I have here given have not been chosen at random, but follow in their proper order, just as they were described to me. Some great gifted ainter, or some poet or musician, may make something more of them ifphe likes; what I have given here are only hasty sketches, hurriedly put upon the paper, with some of my own thoughts interspersed for the Moon did not come to me every evening - a cloud sometimes hid his face from me.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Considered as a sequel to Stories and Tales, this book contains tales and sketches various in character; and following, as it does, an earlier volume, care has been taken to intersperse with the children’s tales stories which, by their graver character and deeper meaning, are calculated to interest those ‘children of a larger growth’ who can find instruction as well as amusement in the play of fancy and imagination, though the realm be that of fiction, and the instruction be conveyed in a simple form. The series of sketches of What the Moon Saw, with which the present volume opens, arose from the experiences of Andersen, when as a youth he went to seek his fortune in the capital of his native land; and the story entitled Under the Willow Tree is said likewise to have its foundation in fact; indeed, it seems redolent of the truth of that natural human love and suffering which is so truly said to ‘make the whole world kin.’

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