Hello,
And welcome,
Dear listener.
I'm Joanne,
Your host,
And I'm so glad you're here with me tonight.
Tonight I'll be reading a classic French fairy tale,
The White Cat by Madame Delnoir,
A story filled with quiet magic,
Hidden enchantments,
And a most unusual friendship.
Now let's take a moment to settle in together.
Ease into a comfortable position and let the day gently fall away.
Allow your body to rest and soften a little deeper into wherever you are.
Gently unclench the jaw.
Let your shoulders fall away from your ears.
Just let them soften down.
And take a slow,
Easy breath in.
Let your thoughts drift like soft clouds,
With nothing you need to do and nowhere you need to go.
Just relax,
Listen,
And rest.
And whenever you're ready,
Let's begin.
Once upon a time,
There was a king who had three brave and handsome sons.
As they grew to be fine,
Tall young men,
He began to be afraid that they might want to rule over the kingdom before he was dead.
The king was old,
But as vigorous in mind as ever he had been,
And did not wish to give up his crown.
He thought the best way to live in peace was to divert their minds by promises he could always avoid fulfilling.
He called his sons one day to him and said,
You will agree with me,
My dear children,
That I shall soon be getting too old to reign any longer.
I want,
Therefore,
To give my crown to one of you.
But it is only fair that in return you should do something to make life pleasant for me after I have retired into the country.
I shall like to have a pretty,
Clever,
Faithful little dog who would be good company for me.
So,
Without any regard to your ages,
I declare to you that the one who brings me the most beautiful little dog shall be my heir.
The princes were surprised at their father's sudden fancy for a little dog,
But were well pleased with the plan.
They took leave of the king,
Who gave them plenty of money,
And told them that in a year,
Without fail,
They must all return,
And on the same day,
At the same hour,
Bring him their little dogs.
Before they started,
They went to a castle outside the town and held a great feast,
At which they promised always to be friends and not to be jealous of one another in this matter.
They agreed that the successful one should share his good fortune with the others.
Then they set out,
Deciding that they would meet at the same castle on their return and go together to the king.
Each took a different road.
All three met with many adventures,
But I'm only going to tell you about those of the youngest.
He was young and happy and handsome,
And had all the accomplishments a prince should have.
But as for his courage,
He was simply fearless.
No day passed without his buying some dogs.
He bought big dogs and little dogs,
House dogs,
Hunting dogs,
Greyhounds,
Spaniels and lap dogs.
Dogs of every kind.
As soon as he bought a pretty one,
He was sure to see another that was prettier,
And then he had to sell the others and get that one,
For he found it impossible to take 30 or 40,
000 dogs about with him.
One evening,
He entered a great forest.
Night came on suddenly,
And with it a violent storm of thunder and lightning.
The rain began to pour down.
He took the first path he came to,
And after he had walked a long time,
He saw a faint light,
And hoped he was coming to some house where he might find shelter for the night.
Guided by the light,
He reached the gates of the most magnificent castle that could be imagined.
The gate was of gold,
Covered with rubies,
And it was the bright red light which shone from them that the prince had seen.
The walls were of transparent porcelain,
Painted in many colors with pictures out of fairy tales,
The adventures of the Sleeping Beauty in the wood,
And of Cinderella and a hundred others.
Upon the door was a deer's foot,
Fastened by a chain of diamonds.
The prince pulled it,
And heard a silver bell ring.
Instantly,
The door flew open,
But he could see nothing but a dozen hands in the air,
Each holding a torch.
He was so astonished that he hesitated to enter,
But he felt himself pushed forward from behind by other hands.
He was somewhat uneasy,
But put his hand on his sword and walked on.
He entered a hall paved with lapis lazuli,
Where he heard two enchanting voices singing these words.
Fear not these hands that float in space,
Nor anything else that here you see,
Unless from the charms of a beautiful face,
You would keep your heart still fancy and free.
This welcome reassured the prince.
The hands guided him toward a large door of coral,
Which opened of itself,
And admitted him to a hall of Mother of Pearl.
Out of this opened other rooms,
So richly adorned with paintings and precious stones,
And so brilliantly lighted with thousands of hanging lamps,
That he was dazzled by their magnificence.
When he had passed through sixty rooms,
The hands that were guiding him stopped,
And a most comfortable armchair moved to itself toward the fireplace.
At the same moment,
The fire was lighted,
And hands which he noticed were very beautiful,
Small,
White,
Plump,
And well-proportioned,
Took off his wet clothes.
Then they presented him with new garments,
Made of the finest materials,
And richly embroidered with gold and emeralds.
They combed his hair and waited on him with the greatest skill,
Though sometimes they appeared so suddenly that they made him start.
When he was fully dressed,
And I assure you,
The fine costume became him well,
The hands conducted him to a splendid room,
Upon the walls of which were painted the histories of Puss in Boots and other famous cats.
The table was laid for two,
With gold knife,
Fork,
And spoon for each.
The sideboard was covered with vessels and glasses of crystal set with precious stones.
The prince was wondering who the second cover was for,
When in came a company of cats,
Carrying guitars.
They took their places on a little platform,
And under the leadership of a cat,
Who had a book of music before her,
And beat time with a roll of paper,
They began to mew,
Each in a different key,
And to draw their claws across the strings of their guitars,
Making the strangest music that was ever heard.
The prince stopped his ears,
But even then he could not keep from laughing heartily at the positions and grimaces of these novel musicians.
He was wondering what strange thing would happen to him next,
When he saw a tiny figure enter the room.
It was covered by a long black veil,
Two cats bearing black cloaks and carrying swords conducted it,
And a retinue of cats followed.
The prince was more astonished than ever.
He did not know what to think.
The little black figure approached him and threw back the veil.
Then he saw the most beautiful white cat that ever was or ever will be.
She looked very young and sad,
And in a sweet voice that went straight to the prince's heart,
She said to him,
King's son,
You are welcome.
The Queen of Cats is glad to see you.
Madame Cat,
Said the prince,
It is very kind of you to receive me with such courtesy,
But surely you are no ordinary cat.
Your gift of speech and your magnificent castle are strong proof to the contrary.
King's son,
Replied the white cat,
I beg of you to spare me these compliments,
For I am very simple in my speech.
But now,
She added,
Let supper be served and let the musicians be silent,
For the prince does not understand what they are saying.
Are they really saying anything,
Madame?
Asked the prince.
Certainly,
She answered,
We have excellent music here.
If you stay with us a little while,
You will soon learn to appreciate it.
Indeed,
I shall be a ready scholar,
Said the prince politely.
Supper was now served by the mysterious hands.
Though the white cat's meal was somewhat unusual,
She kindly assured the prince that his own dishes were perfectly suited to him.
They talked together on different subjects,
And the prince found that she knew all about what was going on in the world and was well informed along many lines.
After supper,
The white cat invited her guest into another room fitted up with a stage,
Where the cats danced and acted for their amusement.
Then the white cat said goodnight to him,
And the hands conducted him to an apartment,
Just opposite the one he had been in before.
It was hung with butterfly wings of every color.
There were mirrors that reached from the door to the ceiling,
And his bed was draped in gauze,
Fastened with a thousand knots of ribbon.
The prince went to bed in silence,
For he did not know how to begin a conversation with the hands that waited on him.
In the morning,
He was awakened by noise and confusion outside.
And the hands came quickly and dressed him in hunting costume.
He looked out into the courtyard and saw more than five hundred cats making preparation for this holiday,
For the white cat was going hunting.
He was led to a wooden horse,
Which he seemed to be expected to mount.
He did so,
And to his surprise,
It galloped off happily.
The white cat was riding a monkey,
Which went very fast and carried her even to the tops of trees when she wanted to reach eagles' nests.
The cats ran after rabbits and hares and caught them,
And the kittens climbed everywhere for birds.
The prince had never enjoyed a hunt more.
When the hunt was over,
They returned to the castle,
And the prince and the white cat slept together as before.
So the days passed in all kinds of amusements,
And the prince thought only of the little white cat with whom he was so happy.
But she knew when he ought to return,
And as he had quite forgotten,
She reminded him.
Do you know,
She said,
That you have only three days in which to look for the little dog your father wants,
And that your brothers have found beauties?
The prince came to himself and was astonished at his forgetfulness.
Why,
How came I to forget such an important errand,
He said.
What shall I do?
I can never get home in time,
Much less find a dog.
And he began to be very much vexed and distressed.
But the white cat comforted him,
Saying,
King's son,
Do not vex yourself.
I am your friend.
You can stay here another day,
For the good wooden horse will take you to your country in less than twelve hours.
I thank you,
Beautiful white cat,
Said the prince.
But it is not enough that I return to my father.
I must take him a little dog.
Look,
Said the white cat,
Here is an acorn in which is a little dog prettier even than the one in the dog star.
Oh,
Madam cat,
Said the prince,
You are making fun of me.
Put the acorn to your ear,
Said she.
He obeyed and heard a little sound inside.
Bow-wow!
The prince was delighted,
For a dog that could be shut up in an acorn must be very tiny.
He was so eager to see it,
That he wanted to open the acorn,
But the white cat told him it might be cold on the journey,
And it would therefore be better to wait until he was in his father's presence.
He thanked her a thousand times,
And said goodbye very sadly when he started out.
The days with you have passed so quickly,
He said.
I only wish I could take you along with me.
But at this proposal,
The white cat only sighed deeply.
The prince was the first to arrive at the place where the three brothers agreed to meet.
They embraced each other affectionately and began to tell their adventures.
But the prince did not tell his real adventures,
And showed only a common cur,
Letting his brothers think that this was the one he was going to show the king.
They laughed at him and showed him two beautiful little dogs in baskets.
When they reached the palace,
Everyone crowded about to welcome them.
They went into the king's hall.
He did not know in whose favor to decide,
For the dogs of the two elder sons seemed equally beautiful.
They were already making their plans about sharing the crown,
When the youngest drew out of his pocket the acorn which the white cat had given him.
He opened it,
And there was a wonderful little dog with silky white hair and long ears lying on cotton wool.
The prince put it through a ring without its touching the sides.
Then he placed it on the ground,
And it got up at once and began to dance.
The king did not know what to say,
For it was impossible to imagine anything more beautiful than this little dog.
But he had not the least desire to part with his crown.
The tiniest gem of it was dearer to him than all the dogs in the world.
He told his children that as they had all succeeded so well the first time,
He would ask them to go once more.
This time,
He would give them a year to seek by land and sea a piece of linen so fine that it could be drawn through the eye of the finest needle.
Each departed his own way.
Our prince mounted the wooden horse again and rode back with all speed to the white cat.
He found all the doors open,
And the windows,
Roofs,
Towers,
And walls lighted brilliantly.
The hands came to meet him and led the wooden horse off to the stable,
While the prince hastened to the room of the white cat.
She was asleep in a little basket on a white satin cushion,
But she started up when the prince came in and received him with the greatest joy.
How could I hope that she would come back to me,
King's son?
The prince caressed and petted her and told her of his journey.
Then he told her what the king wanted this time and asked her for help,
For the request seemed impossible to him.
The white cat looked serious and said she must think the matter over.
Fortunately,
There were cats in the castle who spun very well.
If it could be done,
They could do it.
She would set them to it,
And he need take no care.
The second year passed as quickly and happily as the first.
Presently,
The white cat told him that the year was gone,
And that he need not be at all anxious about the linen,
As she had a piece ready for him.
This time,
I can give you an equipage,
Suited to your rank,
She added,
And made him look out into the courtyard.
There stood a splendid,
Open carriage,
Enamelled in flame-coloured gold.
Twelve snow-white horses,
Harnessed in fours,
Drew it.
Their trappings were a flame-coloured velvet,
Embroidered with diamonds.
A hundred coaches,
Each drawn by eight horses and filled with richly-dressed nobles,
Were ready to accompany him.
A thousand guards were in waiting behind to end the procession.
Go,
She said to the prince,
And when you appear at your father's court in such state,
He will surely not refuse you the crown you deserve.
Here is a walnut.
Do not crack it until you are before him.
Then you will find in it the piece of linen you asked of me.
Dear White Cat,
Said the prince,
How can I ever thank you?
If you will only consent to it,
I will gladly give up all thought of ever being king,
And stay here with you.
King's son,
She replied,
It is very good of you to care so much for a little white cat,
Who is good for nothing but to catch mice,
But you must go.
So the prince kissed her paw and set out.
They did not stop at all until they came to the king's palace,
Where the two elder brothers had already arrived.
They displayed their pieces of linen,
Which were indeed so fine,
That they would go through the eye of a big needle.
But the king,
Who was very glad of some excuse,
Sent for a very small needle that he had selected,
And had kept locked with the state treasure.
Through this,
The linen would not go.
The princes were angry,
And said that this was a trick that the king was playing on them.
But all at once,
There was a sound of trumpets,
And the youngest son appeared.
The king and his two elder sons were astonished at his magnificence.
After the young prince had greeted them,
He took out the walnut and cracked it,
Thinking to find in it the piece of linen.
But instead,
There was only a hazelnut.
He cracked that and was surprised to see a cherry stone.
The people who were looking on began to smile,
And the king laughed to himself at the idea that a walnut should contain a piece of linen.
The prince cracked the cherry stone,
Which contained a kernel.
He opened that and found a grain of wheat,
And in that was a millet seed.
Then he began to wonder too,
And murmured,
Why,
Why cat,
You have made game of me.
At that moment,
He felt a cat's claw on his hand,
Which scratched him so sharply that he bled.
He hoped this was to encourage him,
And opened the millet seed.
Then,
To the astonishment of everyone,
He drew forth a piece of linen 400 hours long.
Into it were woven all kinds of birds and beasts and fishes in the world,
The sun,
Moon and stars,
Every sort of plant and tree that grows,
And pictures of all the kings and queens in the world and all their children.
When the needle was brought,
The linen went through the eye six times with ease.
The king and the two elder brothers sat still and did not say a word,
For no one could help seeing that this linen was so beautiful and rare that nothing in the world could be compared to it.
Presently,
The king turned to his sons and said with a deep sigh,
Nothing consoles me more in my old age than to see your deference to my wishes.
I desire to put you to further proof.
Go once more and travel for a year,
And at the end of that time,
He who brings back the most beautiful girl shall marry her and be crowned king on his wedding day.
It is necessary that my successor should marry.
I promise that I will not then put off the reward.
So they set out again,
And our prince returned in his splendid carriage to his dear white cat.
This time,
She knew the day and hour of his arrival and had the road strewn with flowers and grand preparations made to celebrate his return.
Seated in a gallery from which she could see him coming,
The white cat awaited him.
Well,
King's son,
She said,
You have again returned without a crown.
Madam,
He replied,
Your kindness has earned me one twice over,
But I am persuaded that my father is unwilling to part with it himself.
No matter,
She said,
You must not give up trying to deserve it,
As you must take back a lovely maiden next time.
I will find you one that will gain you the prize.
Now,
Let us take no more care about the matter.
Nothing passes more quickly than days spent without trouble or care.
If the white cat had not taken pains to remember the time when he must return to court,
The prince would surely have forgotten it.
But one evening,
She told him that it depended on himself alone whether he would take to the court one of the most beautiful princesses in the world.
You must take your sword and help me break the enchantment that binds me,
And then place me gently into the fire.
I,
He exclaimed,
I must be the one to do it?
My dear white cat,
My love,
How can I bring myself to such a task?
Ah,
Perhaps you are testing my affection,
But you need not doubt me.
But she gently insisted,
Telling him again that he must trust her and do as she said.
Tears came into his eyes at the thought of losing his dear white cat,
And he begged her to spare him.
Yet,
She remained calm and certain.
And at last,
With a trembling hand,
He did as she had asked and placed her into the fire.
Immediately,
The most charming change imaginable took place.
The form of the white cat seemed to grow and change,
And in her place stood the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen.
The prince was so overwhelmed with astonishment and delight that he could not speak.
As he stood gazing at her,
The door opened,
And a long train of lords and ladies entered the room,
Each with a cat's skin thrown over the shoulder.
They bowed low before the queen and showed their great joy at seeing her once more restored to her natural state.
She received them graciously,
But after a few moments dismissed them,
Saying that she wished to be alone with the prince.
Once they were alone,
She explained to him that she was once a princess who had been turned into a cat by some angry fairies.
All her lords and ladies had been turned into cats too,
And her servants had been made invisible,
All but their hands.
To free them from this enchantment,
A handsome young prince must come and love her well enough to do her bidding.
Together they set out for the king's court.
Their chariot was more magnificent than any prince had ever seen.
Even the horse's shoes were of emeralds with diamond nails,
And they had a most delightful journey together.
When they came near the palace,
The princess stepped into a chair made of crystal,
Carried by her guards,
And drew the silken curtains about her so that she could not be seen.
The prince remained in the chariot and soon met his brothers walking in the palace grounds with two very beautiful princesses.
They asked him if he too had found a princess.
He said that the most beautiful thing he had seen was a little white cat and her he had brought.
They laughed at his simplicity.
A cat,
They said.
Are you afraid that our palace will be eaten up by mice?
The elder brothers and their princesses got into carriages of gold and azure.
The horses were decked with plumes and nothing could have been more brilliant than the cavalcade.
Our young prince followed and then came the crystal chair at which everyone looked with admiration.
The courtiers hastened to tell the king that the three princes had arrived.
Do they bring beautiful women with them?
Asked the king.
It is impossible that they should be surpassed,
Was the reply,
Which did not seem to please the king.
The elder brothers entered first.
The king received them kindly,
But could not choose between them.
He turned to the youngest and said,
This time you come alone.
Your majesty,
Said the prince,
Will find in the crystal chair a little white cat which mews so prettily and has such soft paws that I am sure you will be charmed with her.
The king smiled and went to draw back the curtains.
But the princess,
By touching a spring,
Shattered the crystal and stood forth like the sun appearing from behind a cloud.
Her fair hair floated over her shoulders.
Her soft white robe was lined with pink.
She bowed gracefully before the king who exclaimed,
This is the matchless woman who deserves my crown.
Sire,
She said,
I am not come to deprive you of a crown you feel so worthily.
I have by inheritance six kingdoms.
Permit me to offer one to you and give one to each of your sons.
I ask no other return but your friendship and your consent to my marriage with your youngest son.
We shall have quite enough with three kingdoms.
The king and all the court were carried away with joy and astonishment.
The three weddings took place at once.
Many months were spent in festivities.
Then each king and queen went to rule their own kingdom and all lived happily ever after.
Sweet dreams,
My friend.
