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THE TERRIBLE OLLI
[Decoration]
There was once a wicked rich old Troll who lived on a Mountain that sloped down to a Bay. A decent Finn, a farmer, lived on the opposite side of the Bay. The farmer had three sons. When the boys had reached manhood he said to them one day:
"I should think it would shame you three strong youths that that wicked old Troll over there should live on year after year and no one trouble him. We work hard like honest Finns and are as poor at the end of the year as at the beginning. That old Troll with all his wickedness grows richer and richer. I tell you, if you boys had any real spirit you'd take his riches from him and drive him away!"
His youngest son, whose name was Olli, at once cried out:
"Very well, father, I will!"
But the two older sons, offended at Olli's promptness, declared:
"You'll do no such thing! Don't forget your place in the family!
You're the youngest and we're not going to let you push us aside. Now, father, we two will go across the Bay and rout out that old Troll.
Olli may come with us if he likes and watch us while we do it."
Olli laughed and said: "All right!" for he was used to his brothers treating him like a baby.
So in a few days the three brothers walked around the Bay and up the Mountain and presented themselves at the Troll's house. The Troll and his old wife were both at home. They received the brothers with great civility.
"You're the sons of the Finn who lives across the Bay, aren't you?"
the Troll said. "I've watched you boys grow up. I am certainly glad to see you for I have three daughters who need husbands. Marry my daughters and you'll inherit my riches."
The old Troll made this offer in order to get the young men into his power.
"Be careful!" Olli whispered.
But the brothers were too delighted at the prospect of inheriting the Troll's riches so easily to pay any heed to Olli's warning. Instead they accepted the Troll's offer at once.
Well, the old Troll's wife made them a fine supper and after supper the Troll sent them to bed with his three daughters. But first he put red caps on the three youths and white caps on the three Troll girls.
He made a joke about the caps.
"A red cap and a white cap in each bed!" he said.
The older brothers suspected nothing and soon fell asleep. Olli, too, pretended to fall asleep and when he was sure that none of the Troll girls were still awake he got up and quietly changed the caps. He put the white caps on himself and his brothers and the red caps on the Troll girls. Then he crept back to bed and waited.
Presently the old Troll came over to the beds with a long knife in his hand. There was so little light in the room that he couldn't see the faces of the sleepers, but it was easy enough to distinguish the white caps from the red caps. With three swift blows he cut off the heads under the red caps, thinking of course they were the heads of the three Finnish youths. Then he went back to bed with the old Troll wife and Olli could hear them both chuckling and laughing. After a time they went soundly to sleep as Olli could tell from their deep regular breathing and their loud snores.
Olli now roused his brothers and told them what had happened and the three of them slipped quietly out of the Troll house and hurried home to their father on the other side of the Bay.
After that the older brothers no longer talked of despoiling the Troll. They didn't care to try another encounter with him.
"He might have cut our heads off!" they said, shuddering to think of the awful risk they had run.
Olli laughed at them.
"Come on!" he kept saying to them day after day. "Let's go across the Bay to the Troll's!"
"We'll do no such thing!" they told him. "And you wouldn't suggest it either if you weren't so young and foolis.h.!.+"
"Well," Olli announced at last, "if you won't come with me I'm going alone. I've heard that the Troll has a horse with hairs of gold and silver. I've decided I want that horse."
"Olli," his father said, "I don't believe you ought to go. You know what your brothers say. That old Troll is an awfully sly one!"
But Olli only laughed.
"Good-by!" he called back as he waved his hand. "When you see me again I'll be riding the Troll's horse!"
[Ill.u.s.tration: _Olli and the Troll's horse_]
The Troll wasn't at home but the old Troll wife was there. When she saw Olli she thought to herself:
"Mercy me, here's that Finnish boy again, the one that changed the caps! What shall I do? I must keep him here on some pretext or other until the Troll comes home!"
So she pretended to be very glad to see him.
"Why, Olli," she said, "is that you? Come right in!"
She talked to him as long as she could and when she could think of nothing more to say she asked him would he take the horse and water it at the Lake.
"That will keep him busy," she thought to herself, "and long before he gets back from the Lake the Troll will be here."
But Olli, instead of leading the horse down to the Lake, jumped on its back and galloped away. By the time the Troll reached home, he was safely on the other side of the Bay.
When the Troll heard from the old Troll wife what had happened, he went down to the sh.o.r.e and hallooed across the Bay:
"Olli! Oh, Olli, are you there?"
Olli made a trumpet of his hands and called back:
"Yes, I'm here! What do you want?"
"Olli, have you got my horse?"
"Yes, I've got your horse but it's my horse now!"
"Olli! Olli!" his father cried. "You mustn't talk that way to the Troll! You'll make him angry!"
And his brothers looking with envy at the horse with gold and silver hairs warned him sourly:
"You better be careful, young man, or the Troll will get you yet!"
A few days later Olli announced:
"I think I'll go over and get the Troll's money-bag."
His father tried to dissuade him.