Basque Legends; With an Essay on the Basque Language. Wentworth Webster
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Название: Basque Legends; With an Essay on the Basque Language

Автор: Wentworth Webster

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      Petit Yorge asks the dressmakers if they have ever made any new dresses which had a piece out; and on the dressmakers saying “No,” he counts out the pieces and gives them to the dressmakers, asking if it was like that that they had given the dresses to the princess. They say, “Certainly not.

      He goes, then, to the butchers, and asks them, if they have ever killed animals without tongues? They say, “No!” He tells them, then, to look in the heads of the serpent. They see that the tongues are not there, and then he takes out the tongues he has.

      The king, having seen all that, has nothing more to say. He gives him his daughter. Petit Yorge says to him, that he must invite his father to the wedding, but on the part of the young lady’s father; and that they must serve him up at dinner a sheep’s heart, half cooked, and without salt. They make a great feast, and place this heart before this father. They make him carve it himself, and he is very indignant at that. The son then says to him:

      “I expected that;” and he adds, “Ah! my poor father, have you forgotten how you said that you wished to eat the heart, half cooked, and without salt, of him who let the Tartaro go? That is not my heart, but a sheep’s heart. I have done this to recall to your memory what you said, and to make you recognize me.”

      They embrace each other, and tell each other all their news, and what services the Tartaro had done him. The father returned happy to his house, and Petit Yorge lived very happily with his young lady at the king’s house; and they wanted nothing, because they had always the Tartaro at their service.

      Laurentine.

      The commencement of the next is so different that we give it at length.

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      Like many others in the world, there was a mother with her three sons. The eldest said to her that he wished to go from country to country, until he should find a situation as servant, and that she should give him a cake.

      “Ant of the earth! who has given you permission to come here?”

      “Who should give it me? I have taken it myself.”

      And the bear devours him.

      The second son asks his mother to give him a cake, for he wishes to go as a servant, like his brother. She gives him one, and he goes away like his brother. He meets an old woman, who says to him,

      “Give me a little of your cake.”

      “I prefer to throw it into this muddy clay rather than to give you any of it.”

      He asks her if she knows of a servant’s place. She replies, “No.” And on he goes, on, on, on, deeper into the forest. He meets a huge bear. He says to him,

      “Ant of the earth! Who has given you permission to come here?”

      “Who should give it me? I have taken it myself.”

      And the bear devours him.

      The third son asks his mother to give him a cake, for he wishes to go off, like his brothers. He sets off, and walks on, and on, and on. And he finds an old woman. She asks him,

      “Where are you going?”

      “I want a situation as servant.”

      “Give me a little bit of your cake.”

      “Here! Take the whole as well, if you like.”

      “No, no! A little bit is enough for me.”

      And he asks her if she knows of a servant’s place. She says to him,

      He goes on, and on, and on. There comes to him a bear, and says to him,

      “Ant of the ground! Who has given you permission to come here?”

      “Who has given it me? I have taken it myself.”

      The lad gives him a little blow with his stick, and the bear gives a howl—

      “Oy, oy, oy!—spare my life! Oy, oy, oy!—spare my life!”

      But he said to him,

      “Tell me, then, how many you are in the place where you live?”

      “Seven.”

      He gives him another blow, and he falls stark dead.

      He goes on, on, on, until he finds a palace. He goes in, and asks,

      “Do you want a servant?”

      They say to him,

      “Yes, yes; our shepherd has gone away, and we want one.”

      They send him to bed; and the next day they give him a fine flock of sheep, and tell him not to go on the mountain, because it is full of large and savage animals, and to pay great attention, because the sheep always want to go there. The next day he goes off with his sheep, and all of them run away to this mountain, because the herbage was very good there. Our shepherd had, fortunately, not forgotten his stick, for at that moment there appeared before him a terrible bear.

      “Who has given you permission to come here?”

      “I have taken it myself.”

      “I must eat you.”

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