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- 15 CZECHOSLOVAK FAIRY TALES | Abela Publishing
- The Twelve Months – A Czech Fairy Tale
- Czechoslovak Fairy Tales
- Publisher Description
- Czechoslovak fairy tales online
In the transliteration of proper names I have not followed consistently any one method, but for each individual name have made what seemed to be the best selection from the various possible spellings. Until transliteration from the Slavic languages has become standardized this, I am sure, is permissible and even advisable. In the preparation of this volume I have made heavy draughts upon the scholarship and patience of my Czech friends, Mrs. Jan Matulka and Mr. Vladimir Jelinek. I beg them to accept my thanks. I am also deeply grateful to Mr. Koukol, who did me the favor of reading the final sheets.
Lastly I wish to express my appreciation of the Webster Branch of the New York Public Library, which has gathered together what is probably the most complete collection of Czechoslovak literature in America, and one particularly rich in folklore and children's books. She came to the great fire with the twelve months sitting round it.
15 CZECHOSLOVAK FAIRY TALES | Abela Publishing
I am trembling with cold. Tell me, fathers, tell me, please, where I can find them. Great January arose. June took the high seat upon the stone and swung the club over the fire. The fire shot up, and its heat melted the snow in a moment. The ground was all green, the trees were covered with leaves, the birds began to sing, and the forest was filled with all kinds of flowers. It was summer. The ground under the bushes was covered with white starlets, the starry blossoms were turning into strawberries every minute. Then she thanked the months with all her heart and scampered [ 8 ] merrily home.
Her apron was full of them. They ran to open the door for her, and the scent of the strawberries filled the whole cottage. Holena took the strawberries, and went on eating them till she could eat no more. When Holena had enjoyed the strawberries, she grew greedy for other dainties, and so on the third day she longed for some red apples.
She ran straight to the top of the mountain where the big fire was burning. The twelve months were sitting round the fire; yes, there they certainly were, and Great January was sitting on the high seat. Tell me, father, tell me, please, where I could find them. Great January rose up. He went over to [ 10 ] one of the older months—it was September. Month September took the high seat upon the stone and swung the club over the fire. The fire began to burn with a red flame, the snow began to melt. But the trees were not covered with leaves; the leaves were wavering down one after the other, and the cold wind was driving them to and fro over the yellowing ground.
Only red pinks were blooming on the hillside, and meadow saffrons were flowering in the valley.
The Twelve Months – A Czech Fairy Tale
High fern and thick ivy were growing under the young beech-trees. She shook it a second time, and another apple fell down. She picked up [ 11 ] the apples, thanked the months with all her heart, and ran merrily home. They ran to open the door for her, and she gave them two apples.
Or did you eat them on the way home? She ran away into the kitchen. Greedy Holena stopped cursing and began [ 12 ] to eat the apple. It tasted so delicious that she told her mother she had never tasted anything so nice in all her life. The stepmother liked it too. When they had finished, they wanted some more. That ragged little wretch would eat them all up again on her way home.
Her mother tried to dissuade her, but it was no good.
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She took her fur coat, wrapped a cloth round her head, and off she went to the forest. Her mother stood on the threshold, watching to see how Holena would manage to walk in the wintry weather. Holena wandered about for a long time, but the desire of the sweet apple kept driving her on. She went towards it, and climbed to the top of the mountain where the big fire was burning, and round the fire on twelve stones the twelve months were sitting.
She was terrified at first, but she soon recovered. Great January frowned and swung the club over his head. The sky grew dark in a moment, the fire burned low, the snow began to fall as thick as if the feathers had been shaken out of a down quilt, and an icy wind began to blow through the forest.
Then her limbs grew weak and began slowly to stiffen. The snow kept on falling and the icy wind blew more icily than ever. Her limbs began to freeze, despite her fur coat. Her mother was waiting for Holena; she kept on looking out for her, first at the window, then outside the door, but all in vain.
So she put on her fur coat, she wrapped a shawl round her head, and went out to look for Holena.
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The spindle was full already and it was quite dark in the room, and yet Holena and the stepmother had not come back. Sadly she shut the [ 15 ] window; she crossed herself, and prayed for her sister and her mother In the morning she waited with breakfast, she waited with dinner; but however much she waited, it was no good. Neither her mother nor her sister ever came back.
Both of them were frozen to death in the forest. She married a kind husband, and they both lived happily ever after. Once there was a mother, and, being a mother, she had a son. She suckled him for twice seven years. After that she took him into a forest and told him to pull up a fir-tree, roots and all. But the lad could not pull up the fir-tree. So she suckled him for another seven years. When she had suckled him for thrice seven years, she took him to the forest again and told him to pull up a beech-tree, roots and all.
He seized hold of the beech and pulled it up. Now you can provide for me.
Following the wind, he walked by old roads and paths until he came to a castle. This castle was inhabited by griffins. But he did not wait long for their permission: he smashed the gate and went into the castle and killed the griffins; their bodies he flung over the wall, and then he went for a walk through the castle. He was pleased with everything he saw.
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The rooms were nice, nine in number, but the tenth was closed. When he had gone through the nine he went into the tenth, and there he saw a griffin chained to the wall by three iron bands. My brothers have chained me here. Untie my bonds and I will give you a splendid reward. So he slammed the door, and went off to [ 18 ] fetch his mother to the castle.
When he had brought her there, he showed her everything, but he did not open the tenth room, and he forbade her to enter that room, for otherwise there would be trouble. My own brothers chained me here. They would have unfastened my bonds again, but your son has killed them all. We will put him out of the world, and you will be your own mistress. The mother hesitated long enough, but at last she consented, and then she asked the griffin how she could untie his bonds.
The mother went into the cellar and brought him a glass of wine from the last cask. As soon as he had drained the first cup, crash! The mother brought him another cup and—well! So he begged her to bring him a third cup, and when she brought him the third cup the third chain broke too and the griffin was free again.
When he goes to get it, the sow will tear him in pieces. Well but not particularly well! It is no use your bringing me this good food; I cannot eat it, for I am deadly sick.
He wandered through the country, poor soul! My mother is ill, but this will cure her. However, I will help you. Only you must follow my advice exactly. So first she gave him a long, sharp spit, and then she said:. He will bring you to the place where the earth sow lies buried in the earth. When you have come there you must prick one of her pigs.