‘To please my friend I will spare your life on condition that, for the
future, you shall guard our treasures. If you are hungry take this
little table and rap on it, saying, as you do so: “The dinner of an
emperor!” and you will get as much food as you want.’
With a light heart Jack promised all that was asked of him, and for
some days enjoyed himself mightily. He had everything he could wish
for, and did nothing from morning till night; but by-and-by he began to
get very tired of it all.
‘Let the giants guard their treasures themselves,’ he said to himself
at last; ‘I am going away. But I will leave all the gold and silver
behind me, and will take nought but you, my good little table.’
So, tucking the table under his arm, he started off for the forest, but
he did not linger there long, and soon found himself in the fields on
the other side. There he saw an old man, who begged Jack to give him
something to eat.
‘You could not have asked a better person,’ answered Jack cheerfully.
And signing to him to sit down with him under a tree, he set the table
in front of them, and struck it three times, crying:
‘The dinner of an emperor!’ He had hardly uttered the words when fish
and meat of all kinds appeared on it!
‘That is a clever trick of yours,’ said the old man, when he had eaten
as much as he wanted. ‘Give it to me in exchange for a treasure I have
which is still better. Do you see this cornet? Well, you have only to
tell it that you wish for an army, and you will have as many soldiers
as you require.’
Now, since he had been left to himself, Jack had grown ambitious, so,
after a moment’s hesitation, he took the cornet and gave the table in
exchange. The old man bade him farewell, and set off down one path,
while Jack chose another, and for a long time he was quite pleased with
his new possession. Then, as he felt hungry, he wished for his table
back again, as no house was in sight, and he wanted some supper badly.
All at once he remembered his cornet, and a wicked thought entered his
mind.
‘Two hundred hussars, forward!’ cried he. And the neighing of horses
and the clanking of swords were heard close at hand. The officer who
rode at their head approached Jack, and politely inquired what he
wished them to do.
‘A mile or two along that road,’ answered Jack, ‘you will find an old
man carrying a table. Take the table from him and bring it to me.’
The officer saluted and went back to his men, who started at a gallop
to do Jack’s bidding.
In ten minutes they had returned, bearing the table with them.
‘That is all, thank you,’ said Jack; and the soldiers disappeared
inside the cornet.
Oh, what a good supper Jack had that night, quite forgetting that he
owed it to a mean trick. The next day he breakfasted early, and then
walked on towards the nearest town. On the way thither he met another
old man, who begged for something to eat.
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