The Russian version is that a poor little orphan boy buys a cat, which
some mischievous boys were teasing, for three copecks (about a penny).
Taken into the service of a merchant the latter goes to a distant
country, accompanied by the cat of the orphan boy. Puss making sad work
of some rats, which threatened to make an end of the merchant in the
inn, which he occupied. He ultimately sold the cat to the landlord for a
sack full of gold. Returning home, on his way thither, he thought how
foolish it would be to give all the money to the boy. Whereupon a
dreadful storm arose, and the vessel, in which was the merchant, was in
danger of sinking. The merchant, knowing that the storm had arisen
through his change of purpose, prayed to heaven for forgiveness, when
the sea became calm, and the vessel arrived safely in port, when the
merchant paid over to the orphan boy all the wealth obtained by the sale
of the cat.
In the Persian version, unlike the other legends, the cat is owned by a
poor widow, who had been impoverished through her sons, and was left
with only a cat. The sale of the cat produces great wealth; and the
widow, Kayser, immediately sends for her sons to share her
newly-acquired fortune. What follows is different to the other versions
of these wonderful cat stories. The sons only too eager to share the
wealth of their mother, fit out many vessels, and begin to trade largely
with India and Arabia. Thinking that to acquire wealth by commerce
alone, rather slow work, they turned pirates, and were a source of
trouble and annoyance to the neighbouring states, till about 1230 A.D.,
when they were reduced to vassalage under Persian rule.
"The House that Jack Built" has its prototype in a sacred hymn in the
Talmud of the Hebrews.
"Jack, the Giant Killer" and "Jack and the Beanstalk" are two very
ancient themes coming from the North, of the time, it is said, of King
Arthur, and of the days when "Giants were upon the earth." The
well-known cry of the giants in these legends--
"Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman;
Be he alive or be he dead,
I'll grind his bones to make my bread,"
is also referred to by Shakespeare in "King Lear," in Act III., Scene 5,
when Edgar sings:--
"Child Rowland to the dark Tower came;
His word was still, fee, foh, and fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman."
The English version of the story of "Jack the Giant Killer," must,
therefore, be older than the time of Elizabeth. It is also a strange and
significant fact that amongst the Zulus, and the inhabitants of the Fiji
Islands, there are similar legends of the story of "Jack and the
Beanstalk."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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