1. Introduction to W. Somerset Maugham and the Setting of Siam
The enchanting story titled 'Princess September' is authored by the celebrated British playwright, novelist, and short-story writer William Somerset Maugham (1874–1965). Known worldwide for his incisive psychological insights, lucid prose style, and masterful understanding of human motives, Maugham crafts a deceptively simple fairy tale set in the exotic, mystical kingdom of Siam (modern-day Thailand). For Class 8 Bihar Board students, this chapter serves as both a delightful narrative of royal palace life and a profound philosophical inquiry into the nature of freedom, possessiveness, sisterly jealousy, and selfless affection.
The story opens with a gentle touch of whimsical royal satire. The King and Queen of Siam had a large family consisting of many daughters. The Queen found it extraordinarily confusing and taxing to remember so many names. To relieve her mental exhaustion, the King, who had a peculiar sense of order and administrative eccentricity, decided to name his daughters after the seasons—first Spring, Autumn, Summer, and Winter. But when more daughters continued to arrive, he abandoned the seasons and named them after the months of the year, beginning with January and proceeding right down to the youngest daughter, Princess September.
2. The King's Peculiar Birthday Custom: Giving Instead of Receiving
The King of Siam possessed another delightful eccentricity that distinguished him from ordinary monarchs across history. Instead of demanding expensive gifts, tributes, and taxes from his subjects on his royal birthday, the King had a habit of giving away presents to others. On one particular birthday, having nothing else immediately handy, he presented each of his nine daughters with a beautiful green parrot housed inside a magnificent golden cage.
The nine young princesses were exceedingly proud of their exotic royal pets. They spent an hour every single day teaching their parrots to talk. Soon, every single parrot could recite two specific phrases with mechanical perfection: 'God save the King' in Siamese and 'Pretty Polly' in no less than seven oriental languages. The King took great intellectual amusement in this feat, noting with dry wit that his daughters' parrots reminded him immensely of his royal Councillors, because both the parrots and the politicians repeated the exact same phrases over and over again without attaching the slightest grain of meaning to what they were saying.
3. The Tragedy of the Dead Parrot and Princess September's Solitary Grief
All went pleasantly in the palace until one morning, when young Princess September walked to her golden cage to greet her green parrot. To her absolute horror and devastation, she found the beloved bird lying motionless at the bottom of the cage, stone dead. The young princess burst into a flood of passionate, inconsolable tears. Her tears flowed so ceaselessly that the Queen's Maids of Honour grew thoroughly annoyed and impatient. Unable to quiet the weeping child, the Maids of Honour reported the matter to the Queen.
The Queen, completely devoid of maternal empathy, dismissed the little girl's grief as sheer foolishness and theatrical nonsense. She ordered the Maids of Honour: 'Put her to bed immediately and let her go to sleep without any supper.' The Maids of Honour, eager to attend an evening palace ball, bundled the heartbroken Princess into bed, turned off the lights, and left her sobbing bitterly in the dark, hungry and abandoned. This moment highlights the emotional isolation of the youngest princess in a royal court dominated by rigid decorum and superficial vanity.
4. The Miraculous Arrival of the Little Songbird
As Princess September lay weeping in the silence of her dark chamber, a tiny hop sounded upon her windowsill. She rubbed her wet eyes and watched in wonder as a tiny, unassuming songbird hopped gracefully into the room. Perching gently on the edge of her bed, the little bird cleared its throat and began to sing. Unlike the mechanical parrots who merely squawked repetitive political slogans, this wild songbird sang an exquisite, unrehearsed melody inspired by the living beauty of nature.
The bird sang of the golden carps gliding through the still waters of the palace pond, of the slender willow trees admiring their graceful reflections in the tranquil water, and of the silver moonbeams dancing across the ripening rice fields of Siam. As the sweet, melodious notes filled the bedchamber, Princess September's tears ceased to flow. The deep agony in her chest melted away, and she completely forgot that she had been sent to bed without supper. The little bird possessed a magical, healing artistry that touched the deepest chambers of her wounded heart.
5. The Sacred Pact of Companionship
When the songbird finished its enchanting performance, it bowed politely to the young princess. It cocked its tiny head to one side and asked with tender humility whether the Princess would like to take it in place of her deceased parrot. The bird candidly admitted: 'It is true that I am not nearly so handsome to look at as a green parrot, but on the other hand, I have a much better voice.'
Princess September clapped her hands in pure, ecstatic delight. She welcomed the charming little creature into her life with open arms. The songbird hopped onto her hand, sang her into a peaceful, dreamless sleep, and rested quietly upon her pillow throughout the night. A sacred bond of mutual trust, artistic appreciation, and unconditional friendship was formed in the quiet sanctuary of the princess's bedroom.