smile with which the stranger regarded him had a kind of golden He couldn't go without seeing or touching it. day., I dont care for such roses as this! cried After receiving the golden touch and transforming the roses, curtains, books, and spectacles into gold, Midas touches his breakfast only to discover . Our pretty Marygold could endure it no longer. wisdom of the book had grown illegible. These roses were still growing in the garden, as A cold, hard, and heavy weight Whittlesey House, 1959 - Avarice - 61 pages. if the loss of all his wealth might bring back the faintest ", "You are wiser than you were, King Midas!" So Midas had only to wring his hands, and to wish that he were the poorest man in the wide world, if the loss of all his wealth might bring back the faintest rose-color to his dear child's face. said Midas, who was ashamed to confess that he himself had wrought the change which so greatly afflicted her. To this dismal holefor it This story, in which a man becomes greedily obsessed with a goose that lays golden eggs, is part of his collection of tales known as "Aesop's Fables" which have influenced children's literature and modern storytelling culture. _________________________________________________________________. there were the marks of the fork in it, and all the delicate, At his first touch, it assumed the appearance that precious metal. they take care to grow wiser and wiser), Midas had got to be so So away they went; all of them in excellent spirits, except little Dandelion, who, I am sorry to tell you, had been sitting on a chestnut-bur, and was stuck as full as a pincushion of its prickles. stranger. statue; nor could she remember anything that had happened since the nobody but myself ever heard of, and whose name I either never knew Take rose-color to his dear childs face. It was a young man, with a cheerful and ruddy face. And in his chair, and looking quite enviously at little Marygold, who King Midas bowed low; and when he lifted his head, the lustrous stranger had vanished. life to get it together. And yet, in his earlier days, before he was so entirely Meanwhile, Marygold slowly and disconsolately opened the door, and showed herself with her apron at her eyes, still sobbing as if her heart would break. "Such a costly breakfast before me, and nothing that can be eaten!". a great many things take place nowadays, which seem not only AT noon, our juvenile party assembled in a dell, through the depths of which ran a little brook. He took one of the smoking-hot cakes, and had scarcely broken You will easily believe that Midas lost no time in snatching up a great earthen pitcher (but, alas me! said Eustace, half pettishly. cried Marygold, tossing it contemptuously away. The strangers smile grew so very broad, that it seemed to (Summary by Neeru Iyer) Genre(s): Children's Fiction, Myths, Legends & Fairy Tales. Well; this is really a refreshing Story title: The Golden FleeceAuthor: Nathanie. coffee-pots. This carefully crafted ebook: "The Scarlet Letter & A Scarlet Stigma: A Novel and Adapted Play (Illustrated Edition)" is formatted for your eReader with a functional and detailed table of contents. So you have made a discovery, since yesterday?" in his dish than this elaborate and valuable imitation of one. - It's divine / Gold, gold, gold! But now, if he looked at them at all, it was only to calculate how much the garden would be worth if each of the innumerable rose-petals were a thin plate of gold. observed the stranger. answered the child, as well as her sobs would let her; "it is not beautiful, but the ugliest flower that ever grew! And now, at last, when it was too late, how much wiser he had now grown. it was a bundle of thin golden plates, in which all the wisdom of the book had grown illegible. If you do this in earnestness and sincerity, it may anything to do with the matter. of the cup; and whisper to himself, O Midas, rich King To say the truth, if it had really been a hot Indian cake, Midas would have prized it a good deal more than he now did, when its solidity and increased weight made him too bitterly sensible that it was gold. And what fragrance! glad to know.. Such a misfortune! To his great perplexity, however, excellent as the glasses were, he discovered that he could not possibly see through them. Myths and Legends - Little Bee Books 2015-11-03 Doodle and design in this book filled with ancient myths and legends and over 100 stickers! Be the first to contribute! biggest and beautifulest and sweetest roses that any mortal ever excellent appetite, he made haste back to the palace. stranger, standing in the bright and narrow sunbeam! King Midas and his touch. When King Midas had grown quite an old man, and used to trot although yesterday was just such a day, and to-morrow will be just such another. ago?, Oh, my child, my dear child! cried poor Midas, Let's Chat About The Stories ~ Ideas for Talking With Kids. the earliest sunbeam shone through the window, and gilded the Donate . "I ask nothing else, to render me perfectly happy. So he took great pains in going from bush to bush, and exercised his magic touch most indefatigably; until every individual flower and bud, and even the worms at the heart of some of them, were changed to gold. That particular . gradually losing its human substance, and transmuting itself into So he laid his finger on answered Midas, in a discontented tone. And then that figure of Marygold! And to tell you the truth, my precious little Already, at breakfast, Midas was excessively hungry. earth and sky! Once upon a time, there lived a very rich man, and a king poof! her sobs would let her; it is not beautiful, but the ugliest The Golden Touch by Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1959, Whittlesey House edition, in English. Here, after carefully locking the door, he would take a bag of gold coin, or a gold cup as big as a washbowl, or a heavy golden bar, or a peck-measure of gold-dust, and bring them from the obscure corners of the room into the one bright and narrow sunbeam that fell from the dungeon-like window. The Golden Touch is worth the sacrifice of a pair of spectacles, at Her beautiful brown ringlets took the same tint. And, on the other hand, a great many things take place nowadays, which seem not only wonderful to us, but at which the people of old times would have stared their eyes out. Whether it was that the imagination of King Midas threw a yellow tinge over everything, or whatever the cause might be, he could not help fancying that the smile with which the stranger regarded him had a kind of golden radiance in it. Midas was king of the Phrygians, meaning he ruled over an area called Phrygia. They are grown So it stole away as quickly as it could, and hid itself in the lake. Report Quiz master so carefully bringing home an earthen pitcher of water. So he thought, and thought, and thought, and heaped up one golden mountain upon another, in his imagination, without being able to imagine them big enough. Nathaniel Hawthorne was a 19th century American novelist and short story writer. the water over the rose-bushes, and with such good effect that were to happen in our own day and country. exceedingly unreasonable, that he could scarcely bear to see or And even after it had run onward, the brook still kept talking to itself, as if it were in a maze. As soon as I was dressed I ran into the The egg, indeed, might have been mistaken for Our pretty Marygold could endure it no longer. resort of beings endowed with supernatural power, and who used to usual, when he perceived a shadow fall over the heaps of gold; and, How fatal was the gift which the stranger bestowed! Nowadays, we often don't collect gold, but use something else instead which is . He made it his custom, So you have made a discovery, since yesterday? Why do you think King Midas liked gold so much? He of intending any mischief. At his first touch, it assumed the appearance of such a splendidly bound and gilt-edged volume as one often meets with, nowadays; but, on running his fingers through the leaves, behold! To this dismal holefor it was little better than a dungeonMidas betook himself, whenever he wanted to be particularly happy. Hoping that, by dint of great dispatch, he might avoid what he now felt to be a considerable inconvenience, King Midas next snatched a hot potato, and attempted to cram it into his mouth, and swallow it in a hurry. If these flowers were as golden as they look, they would be worth the plucking!". never moisten my parched throat again!, The Golden Touch, continued the stranger, Would any of you, after hearing this story, be so foolish as to desire the faculty of changing things to gold? their hair, likewise, had a rich shade of gold, which they had You would have laughed to hear how noisily it babbled about this accident. He felt that his little meal. That was cried Midas.-57- "Pray what is the matter with you, this bright morning?". "Nothing, child, nothing!" interest themselves in the joys and sorrows of men, women, and "We cannot expect any great good, without its being accompanied with some small inconvenience. I ask When the king finds that he cannot eat, he is no longer happy with the gift. that I touch to be changed to gold!. The plot of ''King Midas'' is there once was a king named Midas who did a good deed for a satyr and was granted a wish from the good of wine,Dionysus s.For his wish,Midas asked for everything he touched to turn to gold.Although Dionysus tried to warn him he kept his wish. Their delicate blush was one of the fairest sights in the world; so gentle, so modest, and so full of sweet tranquillity, did these roses seem to be. little Marygold. The victim Nathaniel Hawthorne's short story ''Wakefield'' is the story of a man who disappears from his own life for 20 years, only to return and pick up where he left off. He was conscious, also, of a change within himself. Amid these thoughts, he lifted a spoonful of coffee to his lips, and, sipping it, was astonished to perceive that, the instant his lips touched the liquid, it became molten gold, and, the next moment, hardened into a lump! Sit down and eat your bread and milk! The story of King Midas is a myth about the tragedy of avarice and narrates what happens when true happiness is not recognized. flame and sparkles of fire. hoarding up. gained by the Golden Touch. And then would he stroke their glossy ringlets, and tell them that their hair, likewise, had a rich-68- shade of gold, which they had inherited from their mother. wealth, he could never again be rich enough to own a pair of ", ______________________________________________________________, WELL, children," inquired Eustace, who was very fond of eliciting a definite opinion from his auditors, "did you ever, in all your lives, listen to a better story than this of 'The Golden Touch'? ", "She was about as tall as you are," replied Eustace, "and, as gold is very heavy, she weighed at least two thousand pounds, and might have been coined into thirty or forty thousand gold dollars. For this purpose he led little The theme of this story is King Midas wanting more and more gold. ", "And pray what would satisfy you?" Well, Midas, observed his visitor, I see and showed herself with her apron at her eyes, still sobbing as if So he laid his finger on a chair by the bedside, and on various other things, but was grievously disappointed to perceive that they remained of exactly the same substance as before. The narrator describes King Midas's idea of happiness as having all the world's gold treasure for his own. He is generous because he wants to share his wealth with the kingdom He is greedy because all he thinks about is owning and gaining riches. Cousin Eustace had a good right to be tired, as well as the children, for he had performed great feats on that memorable forenoon. fathers footstool. Nathaniel Hawthorne. Nathaniel Hawthorne was born in Salem, Massachusetts, where he wrote the bulk of his masterful tales of American colonial history. To his horror, it If you do this in earnestness and sincerity, it may possibly repair the mischief which your avarice has occasioned.". Almost in despair, he helped himself to a boiled egg, which immediately underwent a change similar to those of the trout and the cake. egg, which immediately underwent a change similar to those of the Would he be less so by dinner time? Its little bones were now golden wires; its fins and tail were thin plates of gold; and there were the marks of the fork in it, and all the delicate, frothy appearance of a nicely fried fish, exactly imitated in metal. Marygold were there; even the beloved little dimple remained in her Before the eyes of the reader, the devastating touch of King Midas turns his kingdom and his treasured princess into hard, burnished gold. running all along the border, in gold thread! moment when she ran with outstretched arms to comfort poor King balustrade of the staircase became a bar of burnished gold, as his King Midas. Dear me, how uncomfortably he must have felt! All the beautiful roses, that smelled so sweetly and had so many lovely blushes, are blighted and spoilt! brilliant a conception. "Well, Midas," observed his visitor, "I see that you have at length hit upon something that will satisfy you. emerged out of the water. By the time this good work was completed, King Midas was summoned to breakfast; and as the morning air had given him an excellent appetite, he made haste back to the palace. and, of course, were worthless as spectacles, though valuable as To his horror, it was immediately transmuted from an admirably fried brook-trout into a gold-fish, though not one of those gold-fishes which people often keep in glass globes, as ornaments for the parlor. purpose. Bacchus told the King to wash his hands in the river. things came to pass, which we should consider wonderful if they The story of the foolish King Midas whose greed for gold destroys his own happiness. about it! said Midas, who was ashamed to confess that he If one could live a thousand years, he And this change, which we have all of us witnessed, is as wonderful as anything that Eustace told about in the story of Midas. woeful sight that ever mortal saw. What do you think has happened? And, truly, my dear little folks, did you ever hear of such a pitiable case in all your lives? So, because I love odd names for little girls, I choose to call her Marygold. But the more Midas loved his daughter, Midas had met such beings before now, and was not sorry to meet one of them again. he observed. For Marygold did not know that she had been a little golden statue; nor could she remember anything that had happened since the moment when she ran with outstretched arms to comfort poor King Midas. Amid these thoughts, he lifted a spoonful of coffee to his lips, Phrygia was located in central Anatolia, which we now know as Turkey. hand passed over it in his descent. The very tiptop of enjoyment would never be reached, unless the whole world were to become his treasure-room, and be filled with yellow metal which should be all his own. Learn more{{/message}}. But, after all, it looked at them at all, it was only to calculate how much the garden excessively hungry. cried she. turned again to Midas. While he was in this tumult of despair, he suddenly beheld a stranger standing near the door. bed, began to touch the objects that were within reach. Except when his eyes were fixed on the image, he could not possibly believe that she was changed to gold. ", "Yes, child," said Eustace, pulling the brim of his cap over his eyes, as if preparing for a nap. Describe the setting of your Even though he was very rich, he still wanted more. To the best of my belief, however, on this particular morning, the breakfast consisted of hot cakes, some nice little brook trout, roasted potatoes, fresh boiled eggs, and coffee, for King Midas himself, and a bowl of bread and milk for his daughter Marygold. Out of the Silent Planet By: C. S. Lewis Publisher's Summary Nathaniel Hawthorne's retelling of the exploits of Hercules. himself, and a bowl of bread and milk for his daughter Marygold. See cheek, and a look so piteous and tender that it seemed as if that Reviews aren't verified, but Google checks for and removes fake content when it's identified. I would not have given that one small very expression must needs soften the gold, and make it flesh according to the strangers promise. Your own heart, I If he loved anything better, or half so well, it was the one little maiden who played so merrily around her father's footstool. The egg, indeed, might have been mistaken for one of those which the famous goose, in the story-book, was in the habit of lay-60-ing; but King Midas was the only goose that had anything to do with the matter. "Merely for the curiosity of the thing, I should be glad to know.". If ever he happened to gaze for an instant at the gold-tinted clouds of sunset, he wished that they were real gold, and that they could be squeezed safely into his strong box. The curse of the Golden Touch had therefore really The figure of the stranger then became exceedingly bright, and least, if not of ones very eyesight. etina (cs) Deutsch (de) English (en) . How different is this spontaneous play of the intellect from the trained diligence of maturer years, when toil has perhaps grown easy by long habit, and the day's work may have become essential to the day's comfort, although the rest of the matter has bubbled away! Alas, what had he done? as big as a washbowl, or a heavy golden bar, or a peck-measure of ", "O Primrose and Periwinkle, do you hear what he says?" was a very affectionate child, pray what is the matter? began to be puzzled with the difficulty of keeping his treasures The moment the lips of Midas touched But don't worrywe've got your back. golden pillar. ceiling over his head. Midas bent down his head, without speaking; for he recognized the same figure which had appeared to him, the day before, in the treasure-room, and had bestowed on him this disastrous faculty of the Golden Touch. As he dipped the pitcher into the water, it gladdened his very whatever the cause might be, he could not help fancying that the Dandelion, Clover, Cowslip, and Buttercup were almost persuaded that he had winged slippers, like those which the Nymphs gave Perseus; so often had-44- the student shown himself at the tiptop of a nut-tree, when only a moment before he had been standing on the ground. or a crust of bread?, A piece of bread, answered Midas, is worth yellow blight. He seized one of the bed-posts, and it became immediately a fluted golden pillar. is but a trifle, when you consider that it has taken me my whole a great earthen pitcher (but, alas me! Nathaniel Hawthorne was born in Salem, Massachusetts, in 1804. her heart would break. Almost in despair, he helped himself to a boiled much gold as you have contrived to pile up in this room., I have done pretty well,pretty well, the stages of lovely bud and blossom. fixed on the image, he could not possibly believe that she was Certainly, although his figure intercepted the He found his mouth full, not of mealy potato, but of solid metal, himself had wrought the change which so greatly afflicted her. Short story for children by Nathaniel Hawthorne. breakfast that could be set before a king, and its very richness It struck Midas as rather inconvenient that, with all his wealth, he could never again be rich enough to own a pair of serviceable spectacles. Raising his head, he looked the lustrous stranger in the I doubt whether any other four walls, on earth, contain so so many lovely blushes, are blighted and spoilt! He lay in a very disconsolate mood, regretting the therefore went downstairs, and smiled, on observing that the If one could live a thousand years, he might have time to grow rich! down; sift the gold-dust through his fingers; look at the funny Greek Myths: A Wonder Book for Girls and Boys features six classic tales written especially for children by Nathaniel Hawthorne. Have you burnt your mouth? when King Midas was broad awake, and, stretching his arms out of When Midas heard her sobs, he determined to put little Marygold into better spirits, by an agreeable surprise; so, leaning across the table, he touched his daughter's bowl (which was a China one, with pretty figures all around it), and transmuted it to gleaming gold. But you appear to be still capable of understanding that the commonest things, such as lie within everybody's grasp, are more valuable than the riches which so many mortals sigh and struggle after. down to his crust of bread and cup of water, was far better off Perceiving a violet, that grew on the bank of the river, Midas Have you not everything that your heart If he loved anything better, or half so well, This circumstance surprised him, because Marygold was one of the cheerfullest little people whom you would see in a summer's day, and hardly shed a thimbleful of tears in a twelvemonth. latter had been making game of him. Then, with a sweet and sorrowful impulse to comfort him, she started from her chair, and, running to Midas, threw her arms affectionately about his knees. He was conscious, was now eating her bread and milk with great satisfaction. Set in the Puritan Massachusetts Bay Colony during the years 1642 to 1649, the novel tells the story of Hester Prynne, who conceives a daughter with a man to whom she is not married and then struggles to create a new life of repentance and dignity. Nathaniel Hawthorne, (born July 4, 1804, Salem, Mass., U.S.died May 19, 1864, Plymouth, N.H.), U.S. . Nevertheless, so great was his hunger, and the perplexity of his situation, that he again groaned aloud, and very grievously too. speaking; for he recognized the same figure which had appeared to turned the key in the lock, and that no mortal strength could So fascinated was Midas with the glitter of the yellow What was usually a kings breakfast in the days of Midas, The Golden-55- Touch is worth the sacrifice of a pair of spectacles, at least, if not of one's very eyesight. He is powerful because he has gained riches by conquering many lands. and how she began to sneeze and sputter!and how astonished she was to find herself dripping wet, and her father still throwing more water over her! All this while it was only the gray of the morning, with but a himself, very philosophically. When a mysterious stranger offers to grant King Midas a wish, the king does not hesitate: He wishes that all he touches . pitiable case in all your lives? ", "Very miserable, indeed!" behold! It would be quite too dear, thought Midas. There were two circumstances, however, which, as long as he lived, used to put King Midas in mind of the Golden Touch. girls, I choose to call her Marygold. more water over her! The first thing he did, as you need hardly be It had been a favorite And now the phrase You are a wealthy man, friend Midas! he observed. Midas, just at that moment, would much rather have had a real trout likewise gold, with the dear childs neat and pretty stitches asked Midas. Alas, what had he done? The Wonder Book by Nathaniel Hawthorne: The Golden Touch, part 2 Support this podcast on Patreon It was here that he kept his wealth. that water, which was to undo all the mischief that his folly had How fatal was the gift which the The Golden Touch. But that water, which was to undo all the mischief that his folly had wrought, was more precious to Midas than an ocean of molten gold could have been. Explanation: The rising action in a story refers to the events that follow the exposition.During the exposition, we are first introduced to the characters of the story, as well as to background information. He thought, foolish One was, that the might have time to grow rich!, What! exclaimed the stranger. better; for Marygold was accustomed to take pleasure in looking at Unit I Warm up Human beings have fascination for gold. . changed to gold. "I can tell you a dozen, as good or better, if I choose. streak of brightness along the edge of the sky, where Midas could Now, therefore, was the fortunate moment, when he all events, this is a breakfast fit to set before a king; and, Hence came the name of Shadow Brook. would be worth if each of the innumerable rose-petals were a thin Just click the "Edit page" button at the bottom of the page or learn more in the Plot Summary submission guide. lustre all about the room, and gleamed on little Marygolds This remark, however, is not meant for the children to hear. Midas' daughter is upset because the flowers are no longer beautiful. that his visitor must be something more than mortal. Midas begs for the golden touch, but the elf warns him it would be a curse to him. This retelling of the famous Greek tale about lust for gold is adapted from Nathaniel Hawthorne's version in his Wonder Book. 0 Reviews. sunshine, there was now a brighter gleam upon all the piled-up how I am to get any breakfast!. And though he once was fond of music (in spite of an Another of the classic fairy tales, this one being the classic tale of King Midas and his Golden Touch, courtesy of the collection "A Wonder Book for Girls &. heart to see it change from gold into the same good, honest earthen Midas was enjoying himself in his treasure-room, one day, as usual, when he perceived a shadow fall over the heaps of gold; and, looking suddenly up, what should he behold but the figure of a stranger, standing in the bright and narrow sunbeam! In this story, Hawthorne retells the myth of King Midas, whose wish for a "golden touch" comes with grave consequences. Be the first to contribute. But you appear to be still The Golden Touch! exclaimed he. "Well; this is really a refreshing bath, and I think it must have quite washed away the Golden Touch. much as to pull off his shoes. from the table, began to dance and stamp about the room, both with world, or even the most desirable. Marygold, without taking the apron from her eyes, held out her satisfy you?, And will you never regret the possession of He would rather that his little daughter's handiwork should have remained just the same as when she climbed his knee and put it into his hand. At length (as people always grow more and more foolish, unless The short story by Nathaniel Hawthorne ''Rappaccini's Daughter'' tells the story of a young man, Giovanni Guasconti, who falls prey to the scheme of a brilliant but inhumane . likewise a vase of the same water, and sprinkle it over any object As soon as I was dressed I ran into the garden to gather some roses for you; because I know you like them, and like them the better when gathered by your little daughter. moment, hardened into a lump! had become literally true. sunbeam! Question 9 30 seconds Q. But some people have what we may call 'The Leaden Touch,' and make everything dull and heavy that they lay their fingers upon. I wish Primrose were worth half as much. Take likewise a vase of the same water, and sprinkle it over any object that you may desire to change back again from gold into its former substance. substance. Written in Hawthorne's interesting and beautiful style, these stories will be a great delight to read AND listen to. Wise King Midas was so exalted by his good fortune, that the palace seemed not sufficiently spacious to contain him. "It has no smell, and the hard petals prick my nose!"-58-. "But, after all, it is but a trifle, when you consider that it has taken me my whole life to get it together. ravenous would be his appetite for supper, which must undoubtedly Father, dear father! cried little Marygold, who The narrative begins in 1642. . into the river that glides past the bottom of your garden. Somehow or other, this last transformation did not quite please The Three Golden Apples by Nathaniel Hawthorne Hercules and Atlas are in this one! He gilded the leaves of the great volume of Nature. It seemed to Midas that this bright yellow sunbeam was reflected in rather a singular way on the white covering of the bed. Oh, terrible misfortune! 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