Source: The Folk-tales Of The Magyars
There were 10,000 wagons rolling along the turnpike road, in each wagon
there were 10,000 casks, in each cask 10,000 bags, in each bag 10,000
poppy seeds, in each poppy seed 10,000 lightnings. May all these
thunderous lightnings strike him who won't listen to my tale, which I
have brought from beyond the Operencian Sea!
There was once, it doesn't matter where: there was once upon a time, a
poor man who had a pretty young wife; they were very fond of each other.
The only thing they had to complain of was their poverty, as neither of
them owned a farthing; it happened, therefore, sometimes, that they
quarrelled a little, and then they always cast it in each other's teeth
that they hadn't got anything to bless themselves with. But still they
loved each other.
One evening the woman came home much earlier than her husband and went
into the kitchen and lighted the fire, although she had nothing to cook.
"I think I can cook a little soup, at least, for my husband. It will be
ready by the time he comes home." But no sooner had she put the kettle
over the fire, and a few logs of wood on the fire in order to make the
water boil quicker, than her husband arrived home and took his seat by
the side of her on the little bench. They warmed themselves by the fire,
as it was late in the autumn and cold. In the neighbouring village, they
had commenced the vintage on that very day. "Do you know the news,
wife?" inquired he. "No, I don't. I've heard nothing; tell me what it
is." "As I was coming from the squire's maize-field, I saw in the dark,
in the distance, a black spot on the road. I couldn't make out what it
was, so I went nearer, and lo! do you know what it was?--A beautiful
little golden carriage, with a pretty little woman inside, and four fine
black dogs harnessed to it." "You're joking," interrupted the wife. "I'm
not, indeed, it's perfectly true. You know how muddy the roads about
here are; it happened that the dogs stuck fast with the carriage and
they couldn't move from the spot; the little woman didn't care to get
out into the mud, as she was afraid of soiling her golden dress. At
first, when I found out what it was, I had a good mind to run away, as I
took her for an evil spirit, but she called out after me and implored me
to help her out of the mud; she promised that no harm should come to me,
but on the contrary she would reward me. So I thought that it would be a
good thing for us if she could help us in our poverty; and with my
assistance the dogs dragged her carriage out of the mud. The woman asked
me whether I was married. I told her I was. And she asked me if I was
rich. I replied, not at all; I didn't think, I said, that there were two
people in our village who were poorer than we. That can be remedied,
replied she. I will fulfil three wishes that your wife may propose. And
she left as suddenly as if dragons had kidnapped her: she was a fairy."
"Well, she made a regular fool of you!"
"That remains to be seen; you must try and wish something, my dear
wife." Thereupon the woman without much thought said: "Well, I should
like to have some sausage, and we could cook it beautifully on this nice
fire." No sooner were the words uttered than a frying-pan came down the
chimney, and in it a sausage of such length that it was long enough to
fence in the whole garden. "This is grand" they both exclaimed together.
"But we must be a little more clever with our next two wishes; how well
we shall be off! I will at once buy two heifers and two horses, as well
as a sucking pig," said the husband. Whereupon he took his pipe from his
hatband, took out his tobacco-pouch, and filled his pipe; then he tried
to light it with a hot cinder, but was so awkward about it that he upset
the frying-pan with the sausage in it. "Good heavens! the sausage; what
on earth are you doing! I wish that sausage would grow on to your nose,"
exclaimed the frightened woman, and tried to snatch the same out of the
fire, but it was too late, as it was already dangling from her husband's
nose down to his toes. "My Lord Creator help me!" shouted the woman.
"You see, you fool, what you've done, there! now the second wish is
gone," said her husband, "what can we do with this thing?" "Can't we get
it off?" said the woman. "Take off the devil! Don't you see that it has
quite grown to my nose; you can't take it off." "Then we must cut it
off," said she, "as we can do nothing else." "I shan't permit it: how
could I allow my body to be cut about? not for all the treasures on
earth; but do you know what we can do, love? there is yet one wish left;
you'd better wish that the sausage go back to the pan, and so all will
be right." But the woman replied, "How about the heifers and the horses,
and how about the sucking pig; how shall we get those?" "Well, I can't
walk about with this ornament, and I'm sure you won't kiss me again with
this sausage dangling from my nose." And so they quarrelled for a long
time, till at last he succeeded in persuading his wife to wish that the
sausage go back to the pan. And thus all three wishes were fulfilled;
and yet they were as poor as ever.
They, however, made a hearty meal of the sausage; and as they came to
the conclusion that it was in consequence of their quarrelling that they
had no heifers, nor horses, nor sucking pig, they agreed to live
thenceforth in harmony together; and they quarrelled no more after this.
They got on much better in the world, and in time they acquired heifers,
horses, and a sucking pig into the bargain, because they were
industrious and thrifty.
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