One day the great King of the Magicians and Sorcerers was leaving his country to visit a neighboring Queen. He was leaning on his walking-stick, having been travelling since the break of day, when the sun rose and spread
rays over all nature
. The birds sang blithely
, and the little crickets in the grass made themselves noisy; but the King, while enjoying the scene
and the sounds around him, went forward
. The sun shone brightly, the birds were joyous
, and all nature
seemed to be happy, but the King suffered from fatigue
. Great beads of perspiration
broke out on his forehead,65 and he longed for a cloud that would give shade and coolness. The earth
seemed to be a furnace
. The sun spread
its great rays of light and the cloud came not. The King begged for a clump
of woods that he might
have the benefit
of shade, and for a stream
of cool and sparkling water that he might quench
his thirst. The road was long and dusty
, and the wells were dry
But in the air, far away, appeared the King of the Lapwings. He bore
in his beak
of water, and his wings were dripping wet. Faster than the wind he made his way to the dying King.
Ah," said the bird, "it was indeed time that I came;" and with the end of his wing, as tenderly as would a mother, he washed the face of the unfortunate
King, and placed between his lips the water he held in his beak
. The King revived and opened his eyes.
"Ah, thou," he exclaimed, "who gave me back my life! I am hereafter
under all obligations to you."
"Wait a moment
, your majesty
," said the King of the Lapwings; "thirst still devours you, but have hope. Behold in the distance
subjects, who come forth, each one carrying at the end of its wings the delightful refreshment you have longed for."
The lapwings arrived on all sides. Each one deposited in the mouth of the unfortunate
King the fresh
water for which he thirsted.
"Ah, this is better than bread," said the King, reviving; "what can I do to show my gratitude
"Nothing," said the King of the Lapwings. "Nothing," responded the other birds. "Continue your journey
, and you will find yourself hereafter
under the shadow
of our wings."
Then the King resumed his journey
. Night came, and he found himself near the palace
of the Queen whom he had intended to visit. The lapwings still continued with him. No matter
how bright the sun shone, no matter
how suffocating the heat
as he journeyed on, a gentle
lapwing came to his assistance
. Touched by the solicitude
of these birds the King said:
"I cannot leave you, my friends, you who had pity
on me when I was forsaken by all, without giving you a substantial evidence
of my gratitude
. Tell me, what can I do for you? How can I show you how grateful
At these words the King of the Lapwings advanced and spoke
to the King:
, your majesty
, to be the most beautiful of birds. We want a golden crown on our heads, so that we may be placed before the peacock, who is so proud
of his plumage
, and before the gay nightingale, who is so proud
of his song."
At these words a great sadness filled the heart
of the King, who could read the future
, and he responded, shaking his head:
"Ah! you foolish
birds, larger of heart
than of mind
! you do not know the weight
of a crown and of the numberless dangers to which it exposes those who possess
it. A golden diadem
, say you? Alas! it will bring you misfortune
without bounds is wicked
. Dear friends, demand
of me something else."
"No, no," cried the lapwings, on all sides, young and old, little and big, "that is the only gift we desire
-a crown on our heads. Ah, what happiness
! We will fly in the air and each bird will envy
The King then saw that nothing he could say would convince
his companions. He had promised to satisfy
their first request
, and his word was sacred
"Come with me," said he, "to my friend, the magician
Zacchar. No one is more expert
in the working of metal
. At his touch iron
becomes more supple
, silver becomes malleable
, and gold is mere
paste. Come! and you shall have the diadem
you long for."
During three days the magician
worked pure gold. The bellows
blew and the hammers thumped. During three nights he chased the marvellous crowns that were to adorn
the heads of the lapwings. At the dawn
of the fourth day the King arrived, with a sad smile on his face.
"Friends," said he to the birds, "my promise
is fulfilled. Take these diadems; take these diadems, which are masterpieces of art, and go whither your destiny
At these words the lapwings uttered loud cries of joy.
"Go, go," cried the King, "escape
from man or you are lost
, but obeying the command
of the powerful
King, the lapwings took flight, filled with joy and happiness
. They went here and there, flying to the tops of the mountains and descending to the depths of the valleys, telling of their good fortune
to all their friends both far and wide.
When the other birds saw the crowns with which the heads of the lapwings were encircled they paid due homage
to the symbols. Whenever there was a feast
or an important funeral
the lapwings and their friends walked in the place of honor
, before the eagles and the peafowls, leaving far behind them the humming-bird (that living flower), the linnet, and the nightingale.
, it happened one day that a lapwing came too near the abode
of man, and a hunter
saw it and killed it "What is this?" exclaimed the sportsman, perceiving the golden crown. Seizing it, he ran quickly to the jeweller's.
"Worker in metals!" said he, "see this marvellous diadem
the lapwing carries! Of what metal
is it made?" The jeweller took the crown, turned it on all sides, and looking at it with greedy
eyes, exclaimed: "It is of pure gold, and if you will part with it I will pay you an hundred shekels."
When the other sportsmen found out the value
of the ornament
that the lapwings wore on their heads, they made haste
to go into the country, and they pursued the lapwings, wherever they could find them. New weapons were invented, and the hunters watched day and night, killing all the lapwings that were so unfortunate
as to appear in sight
"Lord, have mercy
on us!" exclaimed the lapwings, "and blind
the eyes of the cruel
men who are killing us!" But the crown of the lapwings was so brilliant
that it resembled the sun's rays, and even in the darkness it shone like the stars. There was no rest or escape
for these unfortunate
birds. The dark night, even, was as fatal
to them as the day. The huntsmen pursued them with so much vigor
that only ten remained alive.
"What shall we do?" asked the King of the Lapwings, who had not yet been destroyed. "Let us go and implore
the great King to relieve
us of these golden crowns that are the cause
of all our misfortunes."
Immediately the lapwings started on their journey
of the great King. Some of them stopped by the way, so that only a few reached the King's throne
, where they were welcomed, the powerful ruler
talking to them kindly as he would have talked to faithful
"Lapwings with the golden diadems! My dear companions, what can I do to please you this day?" "Great Prince!" they replied, "you can give us our lives by removing these unfortunate
gifts that adorn
our heads-by taking away these golden crowns that have been the cause
of all our misfortunes."
Thereafter the lapwings were no longer pursued by man, and they were happier with their modest tuft
of feathers than they had been with their golden diadem