The Hero of Esthonia and Other Studies in the Romantic Literature of That CountryKirby, W. F. (William Forsell)
History
The Hero of Esthonia and Other Studies in the Romantic Literature of That Country
Kirby, W. F. (William Forsell)
Estonian literature; Estonian literature -- History and criticism
addressed to him, while the lady called out a second and a
third time; but it was as if she had spoken to the wind. Then
she called to the footman behind, "Go and give that vagabond a
box on the ear, to teach him to listen." The footman jumped
down to execute the order. But before he reached him, the
herd-boy jumped up, seized a thick stick, and called out to
the footman, "If you don't want a broken head, don't come a
step nearer, or I'll smash your face." The footman went back
and reported the occurrence. Then the lady cried out angrily,
"What, you rascal, are you afraid of this lout of a boy? Go
and take away his basket by force. I'll show him who I am, and
I'll punish his parents too, for not bringing him up better."
"Oho!" cried the herd-boy, who heard the order. "As long as
there is any life in my limbs, nobody shall deprive me of my
rightful property by force. I'll stamp anybody to broth who
tries to rob me of my strawberries." As he spoke, he spat on
his hands, and whirled his cudgel round his head till it
whistled. When the footman
[Pg 286]
saw it, he had not the least desire to attempt it, but the
lady drove away with violent threats, declaring that she would
not permit this insult to remain unpunished. Other herd-boys
who had seen and heard the affair from a distance related it
to their companions in the evening. The people were all
frightened, for they thought it would fare ill with them also
if the great lady complained to the authorities about the
boy's stupid obstinacy and an inquiry was ordered. The
prince's master scolded him, and said, "I can't say anything
in your favour, and what you've cooked you must eat yourself."
The boy replied, "I shall come off scatheless; that's my
affair. God has put a mouth in my head and a tongue in my
mouth, and I can speak for myself if necessary, and I won't
ask you to be my advocate. If the lady had asked for the
strawberries in a proper way, I would have given them to her;
but how dared she call me a lout? My nose
[152] is just as clean as hers."
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