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b.u.t.tercup broth,
said the old hag.
Good, by my troth!
Daughter broth,
said b.u.t.tercup down the chimney, but no one heeded him. So the old hag's husband, who was every bit as bad as she, took the spoon to have a taste.
Good, by my troth!
b.u.t.tercup broth,
said he.
Good, by my troth!
Daughter broth,
said b.u.t.tercup down the chimney pipe.
Then they all began to wonder who it could be that chattered so, and ran out to see. But when they came out at the door, b.u.t.tercup threw down on them the fir-tree root and the stone, and broke all their heads to bits. After that he took all the gold and silver that lay in the house, and went home to his mother, and became a rich man.
TAMING THE SHREW
Once on a time there was a king, and he had a daughter who was such a scold, and whose tongue went so fast, there was no stopping it. So he gave out that the man who could stop her tongue should have the Princess to wife, and half his kingdom into the bargain. Now, three brothers, who heard this, made up their minds to go and try their luck; and first of all the two elder went, for they thought they were the cleverest; but they couldn't cope with her at all, and got well thrashed besides.
Then Boots, the youngest, set off, and when he had gone a little way he found an ozier band lying on the road, and he picked it up. When he had gone a little farther he found a piece of a broken plate, and he picked that up too. A little farther on he found a dead magpie, and a little farther on still, a crooked ram's horn; so he went on a bit and found the fellow to the horn; and at last, just as he was crossing the fields by the king's palace, where they were pitching out dung, he found a worn-out shoe-sole. All these things he took with him into the palace, and went before the Princess.
'Good day', said he.
'Good day', said she, and made a wry face.
'Can I get my magpie cooked here?' he asked.
'I'm afraid it will burst', answered the Princess.
'Oh! never fear! for I'll just tie this ozier band round it', said the lad, as he pulled it out.
'The fat will run out of it', said the Princess.
'Then I'll hold this under it', said the lad, and showed her the piece of broken plate.
'You are so crooked in your words', said the Princess, 'there's no knowing where to have you.'
'No, I'm not crooked', said the lad; 'but this is', as he held up one of the horns.
'Well!' said the Princess, 'I never saw the match of this in all my days.'
'Why, here you see the match to it', said the lad, as he pulled out the other ram's horn.
'I think', said the Princess, 'you must have come here to wear out my tongue with your nonsense.'
'No, I have not', said the lad; 'but this is worn out', as he pulled out the shoe-sole.
To this the Princess hadn't a word to say, for she had fairly lost her voice with rage.
'Now you are mine', said the lad; and so he got the Princess to wife, and half the kingdom.
SHORTSHANKS
Once on a time, there was a poor couple who lived in a tumble-down hut, in which there was nothing but black want, so that they hadn't a morsel to eat, nor a stick to burn. But though they had next to nothing of other things, they had G.o.d's blessing in the way of children, and every year they had another babe. Now, when this story begins, they were just looking out for a new child; and, to tell the truth, the husband was rather cross, and he was always going about grumbling and growling, and saying, 'For his part, he thought one might have too many of these G.o.d's gifts.' So when the time came that the babe was to be born, he went off into the wood to fetch fuel, saying, 'he didn't care to stop and see the young squaller; he'd be sure to hear him soon enough, screaming for food.'
Now, when her husband was well out of the house, his wife gave birth to a beautiful boy, who began to look about the room as soon as ever he came into the world.
'Oh! dear mother', he said, 'give me some of my brother's cast-off clothes, and a few days' food, and I'll go out into the world and try my luck; you have children enough as it is, that I can see.'
'G.o.d help you, my son!' answered his mother; 'that can never be, you are far too young yet.'
But the tiny one stuck to what he said, and begged and prayed till his mother was forced to let him have a few old rags, and a little food tied up in a bundle, and off he went right merrily and manfully into the wide world. But he was scarce out of the house before his mother had another boy, and he too looked about him, and said:
'Oh, dear mother! give me some of my brother's old clothes and a few days' food, and I'll go out into the world to find my twin-brother; you have children enough already on your hands, that I can see.'
'G.o.d help you, my poor little fellow!' said his mother; 'you are far too little, this will never do.'
But it was no good; the tiny one begged and prayed so hard, till he got some old tattered rags and a bundle of food; and so he wandered out into the world like a man, to find his twin-brother. Now, when the younger had walked a while, he saw his brother a good bit on before him, so he called out to him to stop.
'Holloa! can't you stop? why, you lay legs to the ground as if you were running a race. But you might just as well have stayed to see your youngest, brother before you set off into the world in such a hurry.'
So the elder stopped and looked round; and when the younger had come up to him and told him the whole story, and how he was his brother, he went on to say:
'But let's sit down here and see what our mother has given us for food.' So they sat down together, and were soon great friends.
Now when they had gone a bit farther on their way, they came to a brook which ran through a green meadow, and the youngest said now the time was come to give one another names, 'Since we set off in such a hurry that we hadn't time to do it at home, we may as well do it here.'
'Well!' said the elder, 'and what shall your name be?'
'Oh!' said the younger, 'my name shall be Shortshanks; and yours, what shall it be?'
'I will be called King St.u.r.dy', answered the eldest.
So they christened each other in the brook, and went on; but when they had walked a while they came to a cross road, and agreed they should part there, and each take his own road. So they parted, but they hadn't gone half a mile before their roads met again. So they parted the second time, and took each a road; but in a little while the same thing happened, and they met again, they scarce knew how; and the same thing happened a third time also. Then they agreed that they should each choose a quarter of the heavens, and one was to go east and the other west; but before they parted, the elder said:
'If you ever fall into misfortune or need, call three times on me, and I will come and help you; but mind you don't call on me till you are at the last pinch.'
'Well!' said Shortshanks, 'if that's to be the rule, I don't think we shall meet again very soon.'