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The Poor Maid Gretchen, the proud Graf and the Witch Matilda
By Eric
Sitting around a roaring fire at the ski lodge a group of friends were
telling Halloween stories trying to scare or gross out each other. They
had just heard the story of the Bitter old maid.
"How about a nice fairy tale, I'm tired of stories set in our boring old
modern world. Some how magic is more believable in the past," said
Betty. "Hey Kim, I challenge you. Let's hear an old fashion fairy tale!"
Kim smiled. "Alright. Let's see." She sat back in thought - the fire
dancing across her pretty face.
"It was 1843 in Austria.
Young 16 year old Gretchen was a maid in the castle of Graf Carl von
Hessenberger. He was a difficult man to work for, as he was so proud of
being the head of a family that dated from the beginning of the
Hapsburgs's and one that had never known disgrace. His person was tall,
and strong. He had dark hair and though his face was handsome it was
somewhat spoiled even at 27 by his usual, habitual haughty look.
Gretchen wished he could notice her as a person but she didn't seem to
exist. It wasn't fair - he had everything and couldn't even treat
Gretchen and other of his dependants like they were human!
Gretchen did not have an easy life, as she was the illegitimate daughter
of who knew whom and had been abandoned at the local church as a baby.
Her work at the von Hessenberger castle was not easy and she had only
two days off a month.
On her days off she loved the woods and would often wonder in them for
hours. It was there she met Matilda the wise woman the nearby villages'
thought was a witch. But Gretchen struck up an unlikely friendship as
the maid found the woman kind and the witch enjoyed the pretty blond
girl's company.
One day in her wonderings Gretchen ventured to see what was behind a
waterfall in the forest. She found a cave that opened up upon a chamber.
When she lit a torch on the wall what a sight met her eyes. A mountain
of GOLD!! It was vast wealth beyond counting. Dazzled Gretchen fell on
the ground weeping with happiness.
She gave wealth to her only friend the wise woman Matilda.
"Now I can be a noblewoman, rich and respected!" she exclaimed happily.
Matilda laughed. "Child, you are so naive. You certain can be rich but
never a noble or even much respected. Though very rich the world will
never forget you are a bastard and an ex maid. To really be noble and
social you have to be BORN noble and the more rot in your family tree
the better."
Gretchen began crying. She hated her life, what good was there in being
rich if she couldn't really escape her stigma. "Is there no way?"
The witch grew thoughtful. "If a noble is willing you may exchange your
life, your body with theirs. But they must be willing!"
Gretchen did not consider this very likely. She went back to the estate.
A few days later she was considering where she would move when she found
the Graf collapsed in his library ready to kill himself with a pistol.
She knocked the weapon from is hand!
"Are you insane, Herr Graf! That is a mortal sin again god and mother
church! And why, you who have everything, should want to end it all?"
"You little fool! I gave lost everything, everything at cards -
everything! My family will be in disgrace! In dishonor - I cannot pay my
bills, my taxes or my debts of honor! They only honorable course for me
is to kill myself! I cannot live with bringing such disgrace to an 800
year old name."
He put his face into his hands and sobbed.
Gretchen minds worked rapidly. "What if there was a way to save your
family name. What would you give up?"
"Anything! Anything!"
"I can save your family honor, and your honor. Under certain
conditions."
"You what can you do, you little bastard child?"
"First you must swear not to remove a blind fold or some bonds and I
will show you."
He laughed and agreed in his grim humor. So, with the Graf bonded and
blind folded she led him first to the wise woman and then the three went
to one of her hidden caches of gold. When she removed the silk
handkerchief von Hessenberger gasped. Before him was a prince's - neigh
a king's ransom.
"Where - how? " he gasped.
"I found it."
"You will give it to me? I can save my honor and family honor?"
"In a fashion! I will pay off your debts - restore and save your honor
and family honor - IF you will willingly trade places - bodies - lives
with me. I will become the Graf Von Hessenberger and you will be
Gretchen the maid. Also you will train me to be you and I will school
you to be me. No one must ever suspect. Do you agree?"
He laughed. "It's a tale worthy of the brothers Grim. It's impossible!"
"If it is impossible what do you have to lose by agreeing?" said Matilda
smiling.
"If I agree and this impossible swap doesn't work what then?"
" I will still pay your debts but you must swear to the swap first!"
Hope dawned in Carl's face. "I swear." He was smiling. The maid was a
fool!
"Say 'willingly and of my own free will I do exchange my self with
Gretchen, my maid'."
He swore.
Then Gretchen swore, "Willingly and of my own free will I do exchange my
self with Carl von Hessenberger my master."
Matilda gave them each something to drink - she had to tip the cup into
Carl's mouth, as he was still bond.
Then Carl found his sight, his self ripped away. When he could see again
he saw HIMSELF, Graf Carl von Hessenberger smiling. He looked down - he
was the maid! He was Gretchen. It had worked.
HE SCREAMED AND WITH A WOMAN'S VOICE.
Matilda removed the bonds from the new Graf von Hessenberger.
"Thanks you," he said to the former Graf. "It is a dream come to true."
Carl screamed again!
The new man frowned. "Please stop your wailing. It's annoying. Stop
whining - you got what you most wanted your honor and your family honor
saved and you have not damned your soul with suicide. Now you will stay
here with Matilda while I return to MY castle to transport the wealth
and pay off the debts. - I will return when I can and we will begin
your training to be a maid and my training to be a Graf."
"I won't stay here with the witch!" Carl said, stamping a dainty foot in
poorly fitting shoes.
A powerful backhanded blow landed 'her' on a wide backside and the new
Gretchen sobbed. How her cheek hurt and she put her work hardened hands
on her face
"You must learn your place, girl. Your first lesson. You do NOT talk
back to your master. Remember when you had me beaten for spilling a mop
bucket on the study floor? Now the circle has turned." He left the new
girl, the new maid still on her knees sobbing.
The Graf soon returned, he was wearing expensive boots, elegant riding
clothes and riding his best steed. He also had some pack animals with
him. He ordered the new maid to help him pack the gold and still crying
she hurried to do so. She was afraid and felt so weak and| helpless. How
her cheek hurt still.
Sharply questioned 'Gretchen' told her master where the bills were and
who should be paid. At least her great family name was saved. She clung
to that as she sobbed!
After the new nobleman left the wise woman put a comforting arm around
her shoulders. The new maid complained how the new Graf treated her.
"You must except your destiny, Gretchen, the sooner you do the better
off you will be."
"How could she do this to me?"
"She didn't you did. Nobody forced you to arrogantly gamble your honor
and life away. If not for Gretchen and myself you would be lying dead on
the study floor and everyone would say 'what a fool and how he brought
disgrace to his proud name' and your soul would be in hell. Believe me I
suspect being in hell is worse than being Gretchen."
The new Gretchen was quiet remembering how arrogantly she had entered
into the weeklong card game. The next day the wise woman sent her in to
town for some supplies.
"Remember your new status, girl. The former Gretchen was used to it and
now thinks you only need training in your new duties. You also need to
learn to be her as was in your oath - Don't look at people directly. Be
meek and mild and do not answer back."
Gretchen flushed with shame as she was called named by the villagers who
had once been her property, 'Bastard' and pig swill, and other names
were hurled at her. She was even shaken by the town mayor for not
curtsying!
Then to add to her misery she had a period and she was horrified. Not
unsympathetic but still with a wide smile the wise woman gave her some
clean rags and Gretchen learned what being on the rag meant. She was
also given some herbs to help the swelling and the cramps. Gretchen
thought. 'I have to go through this every month?'
A week later the new Graft returned all smiles.
"It is so wonderful to be treated so well, so subserviently and how
servants bowed before me - even haughty old Henry the major domo. I have
sent everyone but a new cook I hired away to MY Vienna palace. You and
Matilda will return will me to the castle where we will begin our
training."
Gretchen begged for her former life back but he only laughed. "Would you
have willing traded with me when you were the noble Graf and I the lowly
maid? I think not!"
So the new Carl learned to be a nobleman and who was in his circle of
friends and the new maid learned to be Gretchen, how to mop and scrub
and how to address her superiors. She hated the way the new cook
bullied her as she scrubbed the dishes and cut onions and took scraps to
feed the hogs. Soon they each fell into their new roles as Carl the
nobleman and Gretchen the maid and bastard. One was happy and one was
miserable.
The nobleman eyed the pretty maid debating on whether to have sex with
her as he had long since noticed his new masculine desires. She noticed
the glances, as well and was frightened. What if she had to go to his
bed? Ultimately Carl decided against it - though Gretchen was pretty
enough in her wide hipped way she was just too low in social standing to
be a worthy bedmate. Gretchen didn't know whether to be relieved or
insulted.
The new great nobleman gave even more wealth to Matilda to start a
hospital.
A few weeks later Carl's fianc?e the Princess Elizabeth von Molke
arrived with her family to finalize their marriage plans. She never even
noticed the sad eyed young maid cleaning in the hallway as she kissed
her husband to be.
"Carl, I am so glad the rumor about you losing everything were so false
- from all reports you are as rich as ever. So we can get married as
planned."
"I am looking forward to it!" he smiled. She was certainly beautiful and
of royal blood! What an undreamed of match and to think she never
noticed me before will now obey me and be beneath me in bed and bear my
NOBLE children.
The wedding was the talk of the season in Vienna. Elizabeth was a happy
bride. Her husband was always so happy - and she gave herself credit for
it that he wasn't the rather too haughty and gloomy man he was before.
Also, he kept his promise not to gamble and
was much more devote.
A few months later at the von Hessenberger estates she noticed a sad
faced blond maid scrubbing the floor in her sitting room. She was pretty
and had wide child bearing hips. She would do.
"You there, what's your name?" the Princess said imperially.
The maid dropped at full curtsy as befitted her low rank.
"It is Gretchen, your highness."
"Unmarried?"
She curtsied again. "Yes, your highness."
The Princess looked her even more critically. "Yes, you'll do
splendidly. My groom John has recently lost his wife in childbirth and I
promised him a new wife."
Gretchen's eyes grew very wide.
"No need to thank me, girl. I can tell at a glance you're fertile and
will bear him many children who will be useful servants for my husband
and myself. We will raise both your wages ten marks a year."
When Elizabeth's husband Carl heard of the projected marriage he laughed
and kissed his wife.
"A perfect idea, my dear." Carl smiled inside. An absolutely perfect
fairy tale ending, he thought.
The End."
"WOW!" said Betty. "But that's not what I meant by a fairy tale. Its
pretty grim and I thought fairy tales were supposed to have a happy
ending?"
Kim grinned slyly. "Well the former maid was happy."
They all laughed.
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