The Hero of Esthonia and Other Studies in the Romantic Literature of That CountryKirby, W. F. (William Forsell)
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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
The youngest brother scorned to notice the ill-treatment of his
brothers, and went cheerfully on his way. "Good fortune may
come from God," was the comforting reflection which he took
with him from his father's house, and he whistled away his sad
thoughts. Just as he was beginning to feel hungry, he
encountered two travelling journey-men. His pleasant
countenance and cheerful talk pleased them, and when they
rested, they shared
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their provisions with him, so that Slyboots did not fare so
badly on the first day. He parted from his companions before
evening quite contented, for his present comfort left him
without anxiety for the morrow. He could sleep anywhere with
the green grass for a couch and the blue sky above, and a
stone under his head served as well as a soft pillow. Next
morning he set out on his way again, and arrived at a lonely
farm, where a young woman was sitting at the door, weeping
bitterly. Slyboots asked what was her trouble, and she
answered, "I have a bad husband, who beats me every day if I
cannot humour his mad freaks. He has ordered me to-day to cook
him a fish which is not a fish, and which has eyes, but not in
its head. Where in the world shall I find such a creature?"
"Don't cry, young woman," answered Slyboots. "Your husband
wants a crab, which is a water-animal to be sure, but is not a
fish, and which has eyes, but not in its head." The woman
thanked him for his good advice, and gave him something to
eat, and a bag of provisions which would last him for several
days. As soon as he received this unexpected assistance, he
determined to set out for the royal capital, where cleverness
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was likely to be in most request, and where he hoped to make
his fortune.
Wherever he went, he heard every one talking of the king's midsummer
banquet, and when he heard of the reward which was offered to the man
who should prepare the feast, he began to reflect whether he might not
be able to accomplish the adventure. "If I succeed," said he to
himself, "I shall find myself at a stroke on the highway to fortune;
and in the worst case of all, I shall only lose my life, and we must
all die sooner or later. If I begin in the right way, why shouldn't I
succeed? Perhaps I may be more fortunate than others. And even if the
king should refuse me his daughter, he must at least give me the
promised reward in money, which will make me a rich man."
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