When they all went to church, Rushen Coatie sat down and wept, but
looking up, who should she see coming in limping, lamping, with a shank
wanting, but the dear red calf? And the red calf said to her: "Do not
sit there weeping, but go, put on these clothes, and above all, put on
this pair of glass slippers, and go your way to church."
"But what will become of the dinner?" said Rushen Coatie.
"Oh, do not fash about that," said the red calf, "all you have to do is
to say to the fire:
"'Every peat make t'other burn,
Every spit make t'other turn,
Every pot make t'other play,
Till I come from church this good Yuleday,'
and be off to church with you. But mind you come home first."
So Rushen Coatie said this, and went off to church, and she was the
grandest and finest lady there. There happened to be a young prince
there, and he fell at once in love with her. But she came away before
service was over, and was home before the rest, and had off her fine
clothes and on with her rushen coatie, and she found the calf had
covered the table, and the dinner was ready, and everything was in good
order when the rest came home. The three sisters said to Rushen Coatie:
"Eh, lassie, if you had seen the bonny fine lady in church to-day, that
the young prince fell in love with!" Then she said: "Oh! I wish you
would let me go with you to the church to-morrow," for they used to go
three days together to church at Yuletide.
But they said: "What should the like of you do at church, nasty thing?
The kitchen nook is good enough for you."
So the next day they all went to church, and Rushen Coatie was left
behind, to make dinner out of a thimbleful of water, a grain of barley,
a crumb of bread, and a thread of meat. But the red calf came to her
help again, gave her finer clothes than before, and she went to church,
where all the world was looking at her, and wondering where such a grand
lady came from, and the prince fell more in love with her than ever, and
tried to find out where she went to. But she was too quick for him, and
got home long before the rest, and the red calf had the dinner all
ready.
The next day the calf dressed her in even grander clothes than before,
and she went to the church. And the young prince was there again, and
this time he put a guard at the door to keep her, but she took a hop and
a run and jumped over their heads, and as she did so, down fell one of
her glass slippers. She didn't wait to pick it up, you may be sure, but
off she ran home, as fast as she could go, on with the rushen coatie,
and the calf had all things ready.
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