The cock once
said to the hen, "It is now the time when our nuts are ripe, so let us
go to the hill together and for once eat our fill before the squirrel
takes them all away." - "Yes," replied the hen, "come, we will have some
pleasure together." Then they went away to the hill, and on it was a
bright day they stayed till evening. Now I do not know whether it was
that they had eaten till they were too fat, or whether they had become
proud, but they would not go home on foot, and the cock had to build a
little carriage of nut-shells. When it was ready, the little hen seated
herself in it and said to the cock, "Thou canst just harness thyself to
it." - "I like that!" said the cock, "I would rather go home on foot
than let myself be harnessed to it; no, that is not our bargain. I do
not mind being coachman and sitting on the box, but drag it myself I
will not."
As they were thus disputing, a duck quacked to them, "You
thieving folks, who bade you go to my nut-hill? Well, you shall suffer
for it!" and ran with open beak at the cock. But the cock also was not
idle, and fell boldly on the duck, and at last wounded her so with his
spurs that she also begged for mercy, and willingly let herself be
harnessed to the carriage as a punishment. The little cock now seated
himself on the box and was coachman, and thereupon they went off in a
gallop, with "Duck, go as fast as thou canst." When they had driven a
part of the way they met two foot-passengers, a pin and a needle. They
cried, "Stop! stop!" and said that it would soon be as dark as pitch,
and then they could not go a step further, and that it was so dirty on
the road, and asked if they could not get into the carriage for a while.
They had been at the tailor's public- house by the gate, and had stayed
too long over the beer. As they were thin people, who did not take up
much room, the cock let them both get in, but they had to promise him
and his little hen not to step on their feet. Late in the evening they
came to an inn, and as they did not like to go further by night, and as
the duck also was not strong on her feet, and fell from one side to the
other, they went in. The host at first made many objections, his house
was already full, besides he thought they could not be very
distinguished persons; but at last, as they made pleasant speeches, and
told him that he should have the egg which the little hen has laid on
the way, and should likewise keep the duck, which laid one every day, he
at length said that they might stay the night. And now they had
themselves well served, and feasted and rioted. Early in the morning,
when day was breaking, and every one was asleep, the cock awoke the hen,
brought the egg, pecked it open, and they ate it together, but they
threw the shell on the hearth. Then they went to the needle which was
still asleep, took it by the head and stuck it into the cushion of the
landlord's chair, and put the pin in his towel, and at the last without
more ado they flew away over the heath. The duck who liked to sleep in
the open air and had stayed in the yard, heard them going away, made
herself merry and found a stream, down which she swam, which was a much
quicker way of travelling than being harnessed to a carriage. The host
did not get out of bed for two hours after this; he washed himself and
wanted to dry himself, then the pin went over his face and made a red
streak from one ear to the other. After this he went into the kitchen
and wanted to light a pipe, but when he came to the hearth the egg-shell
darted into his eyes. "This morning everything attacks my head, " said
he, and angrily sat down on his grandfather's chair, but he quickly
started up again and cried, "Woe is me, " for the needle had pricked him
still worse than the pin, and not in the head. Now he was thoroughly
angry, and suspected the guests who had come so late the night before,
and when he went and looked about for them, they were gone. Then he made
a vow to take no more ragamuffins into his house, for they consume
much, pay for nothing, and play mischievous tricks into the bargain by
way of gratitude.
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