Title: An Anthology of Fables
1An Anthology of Fables
2The Smell of Soup and the Sound of Money
Nasreddin Hodja
- A beggar was given a piece of bread, but nothing
to put - on it. Hoping to get something to go with his
bread, - he went to a nearby inn and asked for a piece
of cheese. - The innkeeper turned him away with nothing, but
the - beggar sneaked into the kitchen where he saw a
large pot - of soup cooking over the fire.
- He held his piece of bread over the steaming
pot, - hoping to thus capture a bit of flavor from the
- good-smelling vapor.
- Suddenly the innkeeper seized him by the arm and
- accused him of stealing soup."I took no soup,"
said - the beggar. "I was only smelling the vapor."
- "Then you must pay for the smell," answered the
- innkeeper. The poor beggar had no money, so the
- angry innkeeper dragged him before the qadi.
- Now Nasreddin Hodja was at that time serving as
- qadi, and he heard the innkeeper's complaint and
- the beggar's explanation.
- "So you demand payment for the smell of your
soup?" - summarized the Hodja after the hearing.
- "Yes!" insisted the innkeeper.
- "Then I myself will pay you," said the Hodja,
"and I will - pay for the smell of your soup with the sound of
money." - Thus saying, the Hodja drew two coins from his
pocket, - rang them together loudly, put them back into his
pocket, - and sent the beggar and the innkeeper each on his
own - way.
3Eat, My Clothes!Giufà/Italy
- Giufà was a very simple man and no one
- showed him any kindness, such as to invite him to
his house or give him anything to eat. - Once Giufà went to a farmhouse
- and when the farmers saw him looking so ragged
and poor, set the dogs on him, - and made him leave in a hurry.
- When his mother heard it she made him
- a fine coat, a hat, a pair of breeches, and
- a velvet vest.
- Giufà dressed up, went to the same farmhouse, and
then you should see what great ceremonies they
made! They invited him to dine with them saying,
"Welcome, Giufà. - While at the table all were very attentive to
him.The placed him at the head of the table, and
said, "Please to eat, dear Giufà. - Giufà, on the one hand, filled his stomach, and
on the other, put into the pockets of his coat,
and hat whatever was left over, saying "Eat, my
clothes, for you were invited!"
4The Man Who Became Rich through a Dream1001
Nights
- Once there lived in Baghdad a wealthy man who
lost all his means and was thus forced to earn
his living by hard labor. One night a man came to
him in a dream, saying, "Your fortune is in
Cairo go there and seek it." So he set out for
Cairo. He arrived there after dark and took
shelter for the night in a mosque. As Allah would
have it, a band of thieves entered the mosque in
order to break into an adjoining house. The noise
awakened the owners, who called for help. The
Chief of Police and his men came to their aid.
The robbers escaped, but when the police entered
the mosque they found the man from Baghdad asleep
there. They laid hold of him and beat him with
palm rods until he was nearly dead, then threw
him into jail. - Three days later the Chief of Police sent for him
and asked, "Where do you come from?" - "From Baghdad," he answered.
- "And what brought you to Cairo?"
- "A man came to me in a dream and told me to come
to Cairo to find my fortune," answered the man
from Baghdad "But when I came here, the promised
fortune proved to be the palm rods you so
generously gave to me." - "You fool," said the Chief of Police, laughing
until his wisdom teeth showed. "A man has come to
me three times in a dream and has described a
house in Baghdad where a great sum of money is
supposedly buried beneath a fountain in the
garden. He told me to go there and take it, but I
stayed here. You, however, have foolishly
journeyed from place to place on the faith of a
dream which was nothing more than a meaningless
hallucination." He then gave him some money
saying, "This will help you return to your own
country." - The man took the money. He realized that the
Chief of Police had just described his own house
in Baghdad, so he forthwith returned home, where
he discovered a great treasure beneath the
fountain in his garden. Thus Allah gave him
abundant fortune and brought the dream's
prediction to fulfillment.
5The Man and the SerpentAesop
- A countryman's son by accident trod upon a
serpent's tail, which turned and bit him so that
he died. The father in a rage got his ax, and
pursuing the serpent, cut off part of its tail.
So the serpent in revenge began stinging several
of the farmer's cattle and caused him severe
loss. Well, the farmer thought it best to make it
up with the serpent, and brought food and honey
to the mouth of its lair, and said to it, "Let's
forget and forgive. Perhaps you were right to
punish my son, and take vengeance on my cattle,
but surely I was right in trying to revenge him.
Now that we are both satisfied, why should not we
be friends again?" - "No, no," said the serpent. "Take away your
gifts. You can never forget the death of your
son, nor I the loss of my tail.
- Injuries may be forgiven, but not forgotten
6An Unusual Ride Switzerland/Germany
- A man was riding home on his donkey, while his
boy walked beside them. A traveler came along and
said, "Father, it is not right for you to ride
while you make your boy walk. You have stronger
limbs." So the father climbed off the donkey and
let his son ride. Another traveler came along and
said, "Boy, it is not right for you to ride while
you make your father go on foot. You have younger
legs." - So they both mounted the donkey and road on a
little way. A third traveler came along and said,
"How stupid! Two fellows on one weak animal.
Someone should take a stick and knock you off its
back!"
- So they both climbed off, and all three went
along on foot, the father and son left and right,
and the donkey in the middle. A fourth traveler
came along and said, "You are three strange
companions. Isn't it enough if two of you were to
go on foot? Wouldn't it be easier if one of you
would ride?" - So the father tied the donkey's front legs
together, and the son tied its back legs
together. Then they put a strong pole that was
lying beside the road through its legs and
carried the donkey home on their shoulders. - That's how far it can go if one tries to please
everyone.
7Jean de La FontaineThe Middle-Aged Man and the
Two Widows
- A man of middle age, Fast getting gray,
Thought it would be but sage To fix the
marriage day. He had in stocks, And under
locks, Money enough to clear his way. - Such folks can pick and choose all tried to
please The moneyed man but he, quite at his
ease, Showed no great hurry, Fuss, nor scurry.
"Courting," he said, "was no child's play." - Two widows in his heart had shares -- One young
the other, rather past her prime, By careful art
repairs What has been carried off by Time. - The merry widows did their best To flirt and
coax, and laugh and jest Arranged, with much of
bantering glee, His hair, and curled it
playfully.
- The eldest, with a wily theft, Plucked one by
one the dark hairs left. The younger, also
plundering in her sport, Snipped out the gray
hair, every bit. Both worked so hard at either
sort, They left him bald -- that was the end of
it.
8The Husband Who Was to Mind the House Norway
- Once upon a time there was a man who was so bad
tempered that he thought his wife did nothing
right in the house. Dear love, don't be so
angry, said his wife, "tomorrow let's change
jobs. I'll go out and mow, and you can mind the
house." - So early the next morning, his wife went to the
field to mow and the man did the work at home. - First of all he wanted to churn the butter. But
when he had churned a while, he got thirsty and
went down to the cellar to drink from the barrel.
He opened the tap, when he heard the pig come
into the kitchen above. As fast as he could, he
ran up to the kitchen. When he got there he saw
that the pig had already knocked the churn all
over the floor. He got so angry that he gave it
such a powerful kick that he killed it on the
spot. Then he remembered he had forgotten the tap
of the barrel. But when he returned to the
cellar, all the ale had run out of the barrel.
- Then he filled the churn again and he began to
churn, for they had to have butter for dinner.
When he had churned a bit, he remembered that
their cow was still shut up in the barn and
hadn't eaten or drunk all morning. But it was too
far to take her down to the meadow, so he'd just
get her up onto the roof, for a fine crop of
grass was growing there. - But he couldn't leave the churn, for his little
baby was crawling on the floor. "If I leave it,"
he thought, "the child will tip it over." So he
put the churn on his back, and went out with it.
But then he thought he'd better first water the
cow, so he picked up a bucket to draw water out
of the well. But as he stooped over the well all
the cream ran down into the well.
9The Husband Who Was to Mind the House Norway
- Now it was nearly dinnertime, and he hadn't even
finished the butter yet, so he thought he'd best
boil the porridge. He filled the pot with water
and hung it over the fire. When he had done that,
it occurred to him that the cow might fall off
the roof, so he climbed up onto the house to tie
her up. He tied one end of the rope around the
cow's neck. He slipped the other end down the
chimney and tied it around his own leg. Then he
had to hurry, for the water was now boiling in
the pot, and he still had to grind the oatmeal. -
- He began to grind away but the cow fell off the
roof, dragging the man up the chimney by the
rope. There he stuck. As for the cow, she hung
halfway down the wall for she could neither get
down nor up.
- Now the wife waited for her husband to come and
call her home to dinner, but he never came. At
last she went home. But when she arrived home and
saw the cow hanging there, she ran up and cut the
rope. When she did this, her husband fell down
from within the chimney. When the old woman came
inside, she found him with his head in the
porridge pot.
10The Crow and Its Ugly FledglingsRomania
- Of all the birds the crow is considered the
ugliest, especially its young. The legend tells
that sometime after God had created all the
living beings, he called everyone to see them and
their offspring. He wanted to see how the young
birds and animals looked, and then to give them
suitable gifts, and food for their little ones. - They came one by one, and God looked at them,
patted some and stroked others, and was very
pleased with every one of them, for each one had
something of beauty in it. And so he blessed them
and gave them food by which to live. The last to
come was the crow, bringing her little offspring
with her, very proud of them. - When God cast his eyes upon the young crows, he
spat in astonishment, and said, "Surely these are
not my creatures. I could not have made such ugly
things. Every one of my creatures has such
beautiful young ones that they are a pleasure to
look at, but yours are so ugly that it makes one
sick to look at them. Where did you get this
one?" - "Where should I get them from?" replied the crow.
- "It is my very own young child," she added with
pride. - "You had better go back and bring me another one.
This is much too ugly. I cannot look at it." - Annoyed at the words of God, the crow went away
and flew all over the earth to search for another
young one that would be more beautiful than the
one she had brought to God. But no other young
bird appeared so beautiful in her eyes as her
own. So she returned back to God and said, "I
have been all over the world, and I have searched
high and low, but young birds more beautiful than
mine I have not been able to find." - Then God smilingly replied, "Quite right. Just so
are all mothers. No other child is so beautiful
in their eyes as their own." - Then he blessed the little crows and sent them
away into the world with his gifts.
11The Foolish Friend Panchatantra/India
- A king took a monkey for a pet. He kept him
constantly close at him for his amusement. - The monkey, fed on the various dishes that the
king gave him, grew large and was given respect
by all who surrounded the king. Indeed, the king,
due to his love and exceeding trust of the
monkey, even gave him a sword to carry. - In the vicinity of the palace the king had a
garden with many trees of various sorts. Early in
the springtime the king noticed how beautiful the
garden was. Its blossoms exuded a magnificent
fragrance, while swarms of bees sang praise to
the god of love. Thus he entered the grove with
his favorite wife. He ordered all his servants to
wait for him at the entrance. - After having pleasantly strolling through and
observing the garden, he grew tired and said to
his monkey, "I want to sleep a little in this
arbor of flowers. Take care that nothing disturbs
me!" Having said this, the king fell asleep.
- Presently a bee, pursuing the aroma of the
flowers, flew up and lit on his head. Seeing
this, the monkey thought angrily, "What is this?
Am I to allow this common creature to bite the
king before my very eyes?" - With that he proceeded to drive it away. However,
in spite of the monkey's defense, the bee
approached the king again and again. Finally,
blinded by anger, the monkey drew his sword and
struck down the bee with a single blow. However,
the same blow also split the king's head. - The queen, who was sleeping next to the king
jumped up in terror. Seeing the crime, she said,
"Oh, oh, you foolish monkey! What have you done
to the king who placed such trust in you?" - The monkey explained how it had happened, but
thereafter he was scorned by everyone. Thus it is
said, "It is better to have a clever enemy than a
foolish friend."
12The ParrotEngland (Yorkshire)
- There was once a grocer who had a beautiful
parrot and it hung in a cage at his shop door. It
was a very sensible bird, and very observing. But
it proclaimed aloud all that it knew, announcing
to everyone who entered the shop the little
circumstances which had fallen under its
observation. - One day the parrot observed its master sanding
the sugar. Presently in came a woman and asked
for some brown sugar. "Sand in the sugar! Sand in
the sugar!" vociferated the bird, and the
customer rushed out of the shop. - The indignant grocer rushed to the cage and shook
it well. "You abominable bird, if you tell tales
again, I will wring your neck!" And again he
shook the cage till a cloud of its feathers was
flying about the shop. - Next day it saw its master mixing cocoa powder
with brick dust. Presently in came a customer for
cocoa powder. "Brick dust in the cocoa!" cried
the parrot, eagerly and repeatedly, till the
astonished customer believed it, and went away
without his cocoa. A repetition of the shaking of
the cage ensued, with a warning that such another
instance of tale-telling should certainly be
punished with death.
- The parrot made internal resolutions never to
speak again. Presently, however, it observed its
master making shop butter of lard. In came a lady
and asked for butter. - "Nice fresh butter, ma'am, fresh from the dairy,"
said the shop man - "Lard in the butter! Lard in the butter!" said
the parrot. - "You scoundrel, you!" exclaimed the shop man,
rushing at the cage. Opening it, drawing forth
the luckless bird, and wringing its neck, he cast
it into the ash pit. But Polly was not quite
dead, and after lying quiet for a few minutes,
she lifted up her head. She sat up and tried her
wings. "They are sound. Great is truth in my own
country, but in this dingy England it is at a
discount, and lies are at a premium." - Then spreading her wings, Polly flew away. But
whether she ever reached her own land, where
truth was regarded with veneration, I have not
heard. No, she flew twice round the world in
search of it, and could not find it. I wonder
whether she has found it now!