Название | The Disobedient Kids and Other Czecho-Slovak Fairy Tales |
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Автор произведения | Божена Немцова |
Жанр | Документальная литература |
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Издательство | Документальная литература |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 4064066316648 |
Božena Němcová
The Disobedient Kids and Other Czecho-Slovak Fairy Tales
Published by Good Press, 2021
EAN 4064066316648
Table of Contents
The Little Cock and the Little Hen.
A Story about Palecek, "Little Thumb".
The Magician, the Cat and the Stove.
A Tale Without End.
Once upon a time, about sun set, a little shepherd lad was pasturing his sheep, near a wide brook. Of course the boy was in a great hurry to get home, where he knew a good supper was waiting for him.
Now the wide brook had only a narrow plank for a bridge, so that the sheep were obliged to cross over, in a line, one at a time. Now children, let us wait till the boy has driven all his sheep over the bridge, then I will finish my story.
The Little Cock and the Little Hen.
Once upon a time, a little cock and a little hen went to the Giant Mountains to hunt for strawberries. On the way, they agreed to divide equally all the fruit they found. The little hen was the first to find a big berry and calling the little cock according to their agreement, each ate his half.
Then the little cock found a strawberry, not quite so luscious as the first, but most tempting, in fact so much so, that he said nothing about it to his little partner. Instead, he tried to gobble it down as fast as he could. But it stuck in his throat. He tried every means to get that berry down. He stretched out his neck, moved his head backwards and forwards, jumped up and dawn, shook himself, in fact tried every thing to make that berry go down. But there it stuck! He then began to show signs of great distress.
The little hen happening to look up, wondered what he was up to and then ran to see. When she saw that he was choking, she became greatly frightened and looked in all directions for help. Suddenly she happened to think of the spring and away she flew to get a drop of his water.
Trembling with excitement, she panted, "Dear spring, dear spring, give me a drop of your water for my little partner, the cock. He is choking to death. Hurry, hurry, dear spring."
But the spring coldly replied, "No, I will not give you a drop, unless you bring me a leaf from the linden tree".
So the little hen hurries off to the linden tree, of whom she begs a leaf, which she can give to the spring, who will give her a drop of water for the little cock.
But lo, the linden tree has his bargain. "Yes, I will give you a leaf, but you must bring me a kerchief that the peasant woman is making." So off to the peasant woman, the little hen flys.
"Dear woman. I pray you, give me a kerchief which I can give to the linden tree, who will give me a leaf which I will give to the spring, who will give me a drop of water."
Again the woman made a demand. She said, "Unless you bring me some silk from the Queen of Saba, I will not give you the kerchief".
The little hen was pretty well tired by this time, but she did not dispair. She felt quite sure that the good Queen would help her. "Dear Queen, pray let me have a bit of silk which the peasant woman says she must have. Then I will get the kerchief from the peasant woman to give it to the linden tree, who will give me a leaf for the spring, who will give me a drop of water, so that I can save the little cock."
The Queen was no there generous than the rest. "Yes I will give you some silk, for which you must bring a pair of beautitul shoes from the shoe maker."
"Please Mr. Shoemaker, I want a pair of your beautiful shoes for the Queen of Saba. lf I can take them to her, she will give me a bit of silk for the peasant woman; she will let me have a kerchief for the linden tree; the linden tree will give me a leaf for the spring; the spring will give me a drop of water for the little cock."
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He hesitated, but seeing such a wistful little hen, decided that he would help her. Then he said, "Yes. I will give you a beautiful pair of shoes, but you must get me a bristle from the pig".