TWO
IN A SACK
What
a life that poor man led with his wife, to be sure! Not a day passed without
her scolding him and calling him names, and indeed sometimes she would take the
broom from behind the stove and beat him with it. He had no peace or comfort at
all, and really hardly knew how to bear it.
One
day, when his wife had been particularly unkind and had beaten him black and
blue, he strolled slowly into the fields, and as he could not endure to be idle
he spread out his nets.
What
kind of bird do you think he caught in his net? He caught a crane, and the
crane said, 'Let me go free, and I'll show myself grateful.'
The
man answered, 'No, my dear fellow. I shall take you home, and then perhaps my
wife won't scold me so much.'
Said
the crane: 'You had better come with me to my house,' and so they went to the
crane's house.
When
they got there, what do you think the crane took from the wall? He took down a
sack, and he said:
'Two
out of a sack!'
Instantly
two pretty lads sprang out of the sack. They brought in oak tables, which they
spread with silken covers, and placed all sorts of delicious dishes and
refreshing drinks on them. The man had never seen anything so beautiful in his
life, and he was delighted.
Then
the crane said to him, 'Now take this sack to your wife.'
The
man thanked him warmly, took the sack, and set out.
His
home was a good long way off, and as it was growing dark, and he was feeling
tired, he stopped to rest at his cousin's house by the way.
The
cousin had three daughters, who laid out a tempting supper, but the man would
eat nothing, and said to his cousin, 'Your supper is bad.'
'Oh,
make the best of it,' said she, but the man only said: 'Clear away!' and taking
out his sack he cried, as the crane had taught him:
'Two
out of the sack!'
And
out came the two pretty boys, who quickly brought in the oak tables, spread the
silken covers, and laid out all sorts of delicious dishes and refreshing
drinks.
Never
in their lives had the cousin and her daughters seen such a supper, and they
were delighted and astonished at it. But the cousin quietly made up her mind to
steal the sack, so she called to her daughters: 'Go quickly and heat the
bathroom: I am sure our dear guest would like to have a bath before he goes to
bed.'
When
the man was safe in the bathroom she told her daughters to make a sack exactly like
his, as quickly as possible. Then she changed the two sacks, and hid the man's
sack away.
The
man enjoyed his bath, slept soundly, and set off early next morning, taking
what he believed to be the sack the crane had given him.
All
the way home he felt in such good spirits that he sang and whistled as he
walked through the wood, and never noticed how the birds were twittering and
laughing at him.
As
soon as he saw his house he began to shout from a distance, 'Hallo! old woman!
Come out and meet me!'
His
wife screamed back: 'You come here, and I'll give you a good thrashing with the
poker!'
The
man walked into the house, hung his sack on a nail, and said, as the crane had
taught him:
'Two
out of the sack!'
But
not a soul came out of the sack.
Then
he said again, exactly as the crane had taught him:
'Two
out of the sack!'
His
wife, hearing him chattering goodness knows what, took up her wet broom and
swept the ground all about him.
The
man took flight and rushed oft into the field, and there he found the crane
marching proudly about, and to him he told his tale.
'Come
back to my house,' said the crane, and so they went to the crane's house, and
as soon as they got there, what did the crane take down from the wall? Why, he
took down a sack, and he said:
'Two
out of the sack!'
And
instantly two pretty lads sprang out of the sack, brought in oak tables, on
which they laid silken covers, and spread all sorts of delicious dishes and
refreshing drinks on them.
'Take
this sack,' said the crane.
The
man thanked him heartily, took the sack, and went. He had a long way to walk,
and as he presently got hungry, he said to the sack, as the crane had taught
him:
'Two
out of the sack!'
And
instantly two rough men with thick sticks crept out of the bag and began to
beat him well, crying as they did so:
'Don't
boast to your cousins of what you have got, One--two--Or you'll find you will
catch it uncommonly hot, One--two--'
And
they beat on till the man panted out:
'Two
into the sack.'
The
words were hardly out of his mouth, when the two crept back into the sack.
Then
the man shouldered the sack, and went off straight to his cousin's house. He
hung the sack up on a nail, and said: 'Please have the bathroom heated,
cousin.'
The
cousin heated the bathroom, and the man went into it, but he neither washed nor
rubbed himself, he just sat there and waited.
Meantime
his cousin felt hungry, so she called her daughters, and all four sat down to
table. Then the mother said:
'Two
out of the sack.'
Instantly
two rough men crept out of the sack, and began to beat the cousin as they
cried: 'Greedy pack! Thievish pack!
One--two--Give
the peasant back his sack!
One--two--'
And
they went on beating till the woman called to her eldest daughter: 'Go and fetch
your cousin from the bathroom. Tell him these two ruffians are beating me black
and blue.'
'I've
not finished rubbing myself yet,' said the peasant.
And
the two ruffians kept on beating as they sang:
'Greedy
pack! Thievish pack! One--two--Give the peasant back his sack!
One--two--'
Then
the woman sent her second daughter and said: 'Quick, quick, get him to come to
me.'
'I'm
just washing my head,' said the man.
Then
she sent the youngest girl, and he said: 'I've not done drying myself.'
At last
the woman could hold out no longer, and sent him the sack she had stolen.
NOW
he had quite finished his bath, and as he left the bathroom he cried:
'Two
into the sack.'
And
the two crept back at once into the sack.
Then
the man took both sacks, the good and the bad one, and went away home.
When
he was near the house he shouted: 'Hallo, old woman, come and meet me!'
His
wife only screamed out:
'You
broomstick, come here! Your back shall pay for this.'
The
man went into the cottage, hung his sack on a nail, and said, as the crane had
taught him:
'Two
out of the sack.'
Instantly
two pretty lads sprang out of the sack, brought in oak tables, laid silken
covers on them, and spread them with all sorts of delicious dishes and
refreshing drinks.
The
woman ate and drank, and praised her husband.
'Well,
now, old man, I won't beat you any more,' said she.
When
they had done eating, the man carried off the good sack, and put it away in his
store-room, but hung the bad sack up on the nail. Then he lounged up and down
in the yard.
Meantime
his wife became thirsty. She looked with longing eyes at the sack, and at last
she said, as her husband had done:
'Two
out of the sack.'
And
at once the two rogues with their big sticks crept out of the sack, and began
to belabour her as they sang:
'Would
you beat your husband true?
Don't
cry so! Now we'll beat you black and blue! Oh! Oh!'
The
woman screamed out: 'Old man, old man! Come here, quick! Here are two ruffians
pommelling me fit to break my bones.'
Her
husband only strolled up and down and laughed, as he said: 'Yes, they'll beat
you well, old lady.'
And
the two thumped away and sang again:
'Blows
will hurt, remember, crone, We mean you well, we mean you well; In future leave
the stick alone,
For
how it hurts, you now can tell, One--two--'
At
last her husband took pity on her, and cried:
'Two
into the sack.'
He
had hardly said the words before they were back in the sack again.
From
this time the man and his wife lived so happily together that it was a pleasure
to see them, and so the story has an end.
[From
Russiche Marchen.]
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