Post by Mysti on Jul 8, 2007 8:00:18 GMT -5
The Lad Who Went To The North Wind
Once on a time there was an widow who had one son; and as she was poorly and week, her son had to go up into the safe to fetch meal for cooking; but when he got outside the safe, and was just going down the steps, there came the North Wind, puffing and blowing, caught up the meal, and so away with it through the air. Then the lad went back into the safe for more; but when he came out again on the steps, if the North Wind didnt come again and carry off the meal with a puff; and more than that, he did so a third time. At this the lad got very angery; and as he thought it hard that the north wind should behave so, he thought he'djust look him up, and ask him to give up his meal. So off he went, but the way was long, and hewalked and walked; but at last he came to the north winds house.
"Good Day!" said the lad, "and thank you for commingto see us yesterday." "good Day!" answered the north wind, for his voice was loud and gruff, "and thanks for comming to see me. What do you want?" "oh!" answered the lad, "I only wished to ask you to be so good as to let me have back the meal you took from me on the safe steps, for we haven't much to live on; and if you're to go on snapping up the morsel we have, there'll br nothing for it but to starve."
"I havent got your meal," said the north wind; "but if you are in such need, I'll give you a cloth which will get you everything you want, if you only say, "cloth spread yourself, and serve up all kind of good dishes!'"
With this the lad was well content. But, as the way was so long he couldn't get home in one day, so heturned into an inn on the way; and when they were going to sit down to supper he laid the cloth on a table which stood in the corner, and said,- "Cloth, spread yourself, and serve up all kinds of dishes."
He had scarce said so befire the cloth did as it was bid; and all who stood by thought it a fine thing, but most of all the landlady. So, when all were fast asleep, at the dead of night, she took the lads cloth, and put another in its stead, just like the one he hadgot from the north wind, but which couldnt so much as serve up a bit of dry bread.
So, when the lad woke, he took his cloth and went off with it, and that day he got home to his mother.
"Now" said he, "I have been to the north wind's house, and a good fellow he is, for he gave me this cloth, and when I only say to it' Cloth, spread yourself, ans serve up all kind of good dishes,'I get any sort of food I please." "All very true, I dare say," said the mother; "but seeing is believinf, and I shan't believe it till I see it," So the lad made haste, drew out a table, and laid the cloth on it, and said,-"Cloth, spread yourself, and serve up all kind of good dishes." But never a bit of dry bread did the cloth serve up. "Well!" said the lad, "there's no help for it but togo to the north wind again;" and away he went. So he came to were the north wind lived late inthe afternoon.
"Good evening!" said the lad.
"Good evening!" said the north wind,
"I want my rights for that meal of ours which you took," said the lad; "for, asfor the cloth I got, it isn't worth a penny."
"I've got no meal," said the north wind;"but yonder you have a ram which nothing but golden ducats as soon as you say to it,-"Ram, ram! make money!"
So the lad thought this a fine thing; but as it was too far to get home that day, he turned in for the night to the same inn where he slept before.
Before he called out anything, he tried the truth of what the north wind said of the ram, and found itall right; but, when the landlord saw that, he thought it was a famous ram, and, when the lad had fallen asleep, he took another which could'nt coin gols ducats, and changed the two.
Next morning off went the lad; and when he got home to his mother, he said,-"After all, the north wind is a jolly fellow; fornow he has givin me a ram which can coin gold ducats if I only say, 'Ram,ram! make money." "All very true I dare say," said the mother; "but I shan't believe any such stuff untill I see the ducats made."
"Ram.ram! make money! said the lad; but if the ram made anything, ut was not money.
So the lad went back again to the north wind, and blew him up, and said the ram was worth nothing, and he must have his rights fir the meal. "Well!" said the north wind; I have nothing else to give you but that old stick in the corner yonder; but it's a stick of that kind if you say,-"' Stick, stick! lay on! it lays on till you say'- "' Stick, stick! now stop!' "
So as the way was long, the lad tirned in this night too the land lord; but as he could pretty well guess how things stood as to the cloth and the ram, he lay down at once on the bench and begane to snore, as if he were asleep.
Now the landlord, who easily saw the stick must be worth something, hunted up one which was like it, and when he heard the lad snore, was going to change the two; but, just as the landlord was about to take ir, the lad bawled out- "Stick,stick! lay on !" So the stick began to beat the landlord, till he jumped over chairs, and tables, and benches, an yelled and roared--"Oh my! oh mt! bid the stick be still, else it willbeat me to death, and you shall have back both your cloth and your ram." When the lad thought the landloard had got enough he said "Stick,stick! now stop!'
Then he took his cloth and put it in his pocket, andwent home with his stick in hand, leading the ram by a cord round the horns; and so he got his rights for the meal he lost.
The end
Once on a time there was an widow who had one son; and as she was poorly and week, her son had to go up into the safe to fetch meal for cooking; but when he got outside the safe, and was just going down the steps, there came the North Wind, puffing and blowing, caught up the meal, and so away with it through the air. Then the lad went back into the safe for more; but when he came out again on the steps, if the North Wind didnt come again and carry off the meal with a puff; and more than that, he did so a third time. At this the lad got very angery; and as he thought it hard that the north wind should behave so, he thought he'djust look him up, and ask him to give up his meal. So off he went, but the way was long, and hewalked and walked; but at last he came to the north winds house.
"Good Day!" said the lad, "and thank you for commingto see us yesterday." "good Day!" answered the north wind, for his voice was loud and gruff, "and thanks for comming to see me. What do you want?" "oh!" answered the lad, "I only wished to ask you to be so good as to let me have back the meal you took from me on the safe steps, for we haven't much to live on; and if you're to go on snapping up the morsel we have, there'll br nothing for it but to starve."
"I havent got your meal," said the north wind; "but if you are in such need, I'll give you a cloth which will get you everything you want, if you only say, "cloth spread yourself, and serve up all kind of good dishes!'"
With this the lad was well content. But, as the way was so long he couldn't get home in one day, so heturned into an inn on the way; and when they were going to sit down to supper he laid the cloth on a table which stood in the corner, and said,- "Cloth, spread yourself, and serve up all kinds of dishes."
He had scarce said so befire the cloth did as it was bid; and all who stood by thought it a fine thing, but most of all the landlady. So, when all were fast asleep, at the dead of night, she took the lads cloth, and put another in its stead, just like the one he hadgot from the north wind, but which couldnt so much as serve up a bit of dry bread.
So, when the lad woke, he took his cloth and went off with it, and that day he got home to his mother.
"Now" said he, "I have been to the north wind's house, and a good fellow he is, for he gave me this cloth, and when I only say to it' Cloth, spread yourself, ans serve up all kind of good dishes,'I get any sort of food I please." "All very true, I dare say," said the mother; "but seeing is believinf, and I shan't believe it till I see it," So the lad made haste, drew out a table, and laid the cloth on it, and said,-"Cloth, spread yourself, and serve up all kind of good dishes." But never a bit of dry bread did the cloth serve up. "Well!" said the lad, "there's no help for it but togo to the north wind again;" and away he went. So he came to were the north wind lived late inthe afternoon.
"Good evening!" said the lad.
"Good evening!" said the north wind,
"I want my rights for that meal of ours which you took," said the lad; "for, asfor the cloth I got, it isn't worth a penny."
"I've got no meal," said the north wind;"but yonder you have a ram which nothing but golden ducats as soon as you say to it,-"Ram, ram! make money!"
So the lad thought this a fine thing; but as it was too far to get home that day, he turned in for the night to the same inn where he slept before.
Before he called out anything, he tried the truth of what the north wind said of the ram, and found itall right; but, when the landlord saw that, he thought it was a famous ram, and, when the lad had fallen asleep, he took another which could'nt coin gols ducats, and changed the two.
Next morning off went the lad; and when he got home to his mother, he said,-"After all, the north wind is a jolly fellow; fornow he has givin me a ram which can coin gold ducats if I only say, 'Ram,ram! make money." "All very true I dare say," said the mother; "but I shan't believe any such stuff untill I see the ducats made."
"Ram.ram! make money! said the lad; but if the ram made anything, ut was not money.
So the lad went back again to the north wind, and blew him up, and said the ram was worth nothing, and he must have his rights fir the meal. "Well!" said the north wind; I have nothing else to give you but that old stick in the corner yonder; but it's a stick of that kind if you say,-"' Stick, stick! lay on! it lays on till you say'- "' Stick, stick! now stop!' "
So as the way was long, the lad tirned in this night too the land lord; but as he could pretty well guess how things stood as to the cloth and the ram, he lay down at once on the bench and begane to snore, as if he were asleep.
Now the landlord, who easily saw the stick must be worth something, hunted up one which was like it, and when he heard the lad snore, was going to change the two; but, just as the landlord was about to take ir, the lad bawled out- "Stick,stick! lay on !" So the stick began to beat the landlord, till he jumped over chairs, and tables, and benches, an yelled and roared--"Oh my! oh mt! bid the stick be still, else it willbeat me to death, and you shall have back both your cloth and your ram." When the lad thought the landloard had got enough he said "Stick,stick! now stop!'
Then he took his cloth and put it in his pocket, andwent home with his stick in hand, leading the ram by a cord round the horns; and so he got his rights for the meal he lost.
The end