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Updated: May 24, 2025
'He told me I was to give you this mirror and this comb, and to say "Look in this mirror, and comb your hair with this comb, and both will become as they were formerly." And Dschemila took the mirror and looked into it, and combed her hair with the comb, and she had no longer an ass's head, but the face of a beautiful maiden.
So Dschemil took the pin from his cloak and threw it behind him, and a dense thicket of thorns sprang up round them, which the ogre and his dog could not pass through. 'I will get through it somehow, if I burrow underground, cried he, and very soon he and the dog were on the other side. 'Cousin, said Dschemila, 'they are close to us now. 'Go on in front, and fear nothing, replied Dschemil.
A few more steps, and he would have been by their side, when Dschemila threw the darning needle behind her. In a moment it became an iron mountain between them and their enemy. 'We will break it down, my dog and I, cried the ogre in a rage, and they dashed at the mountain till they had forced a path through, and came ever nearer and nearer. 'Cousin! said Dschemila suddenly. 'What is it?
'Only that it was ready, and that I had better take it off the fire. 'Then if it is ready, bring it to me, and I will eat it. So she brought it to him, and while he was eating she supped off the lamb's flesh herself, and managed to put some aside for her cousin. When the ogre had finished, and had washed his hands, he said to Dschemila: 'Make my bed, for I am tired.
'There are two thousand of us all told, and every man has his sword. 'He will manage it somehow, answered Dschemila, 'he is a powerful king! 'She is right, said an old man. 'Take away the litter, and let her go on foot if she is afraid. 'But it is absurd! exclaimed the rest; 'how can the ogre get hold of her? 'I will not go, said Dschemila again. 'You do not know that monster; I do.
Meanwhile Dschemil had returned to his own home, where his father and mother, his brothers and neighbours, greeted him joyfully. 'When did you come back? said they, 'and have you found Dschemila? 'No, I searched the whole world after her, and could hear nothing of her. 'Did you part company with the man who started with you?
Then he exclaimed, 'Dschemila, let your head become a donkey's head, and your hair fur! But when it was done, Dschemil looked at her in horror, and said, 'She is really a donkey, and not a woman at all! And he left her, and went home. For two days poor Dschemila wandered about alone, weeping bitterly.
And when he had swallowed the powder the ogre stretched himself out and went to sleep. In a little while the man's flesh, which the maiden was cooking for the ogre's supper, called out and said: 'Hist! Hist! A man lies in the kist! And the lamb's flesh answered: 'He is your brother, And cousin of the other. The ogre moved sleepily, and asked, 'What did the meat say, Dschemila?
While he was away, Dschemila and her friends set off to the neighbouring woods to pick up sticks, and as she gathered them she found an iron mortar lying on the ground. She placed it on her bundle of sticks, but the mortar would not stay still, and whenever she raised the bundle to put it on her shoulders it slipped off sideways.
Great was the joy of both mother and cousin at this wonderful sight, and the news that Dschemila had returned soon spread, and the neighbours came flocking in with greetings. 'When did you come back? 'My cousin brought me. 'Why, he told us he could not find you! 'Oh, I did that on purpose, answered Dschemil. 'I did not want everyone to know.
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