
Naughty Liisa
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Victor von Andrejanoff
Latvian Fairy Tales
Arvi A. Karisto
1909
Latvia
Naughty Liisa: mischief, disobedience, consequences, childish cunning, humour, family, correction
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Naughty Liisa
Once upon a time there was a peasant who had a beautiful but very stupid wife. When once he was away from home, a traveler passed by and asked food. The hostess placed cabbage soup in front of him and complained that she didn't the cabbage was good. He meant double teams, but a traveler thought he was talking about the soup and said, “You must put in it a fine piece of pork!" -- When he had gone, the hostess ran to the shed, brought a large lump of lard, cut it up and covered it with them weeds in the garden, hoping the cabbage will do better now. But when the neighbor's yard dog chased the meat, it came running and started to pace pieces of meat from cabbage. The mistress was furious at that, caught the dog, locked it in the shed, tied up the resisting animal's barrel full got killed and started beating it mercilessly. Of course, the dog pounced with full force on the rope until the pin came loose -- and on its way were a dog, a rope and a peg.
What to do? Naughty Liisa hurried after the dog and caught it with a big one robbed of it with difficulty I killed. When he returned to the shed, that was it the kid ran away and the floor was completely wet. It occurred to him to drink barley flour, of which there was still a stash in the casket; he fetched the flour and hung them on the floor, to dry it that way. When a peasant returned home, there was a piece of meat, a piece of meat, and barley flour in his droppings...
But once he was saved from trouble by his wife's naughtiness. Happened namely, that a peasant found a treasure in the manor's field. Despite her husband's stern warnings, the mistress refused however, to others, so that even the Lord of the manor happened to hear about it. He told the man to come to him and demanded that he hand over his treasure into his possession. The peasant said he knew nothing about the treasure. "Don't lie," shouted the lord of the manor, "the wife has talked about it." to the people! Come again tomorrow and bring your wife with you!"
The peasant went away sorrowful and troubled his head, thinking about how best to cope with the problem. At home, he said To Naughty Liisa: "The great war is in the country, the enemies are still coming today in our area, it's best to hide. I want to escape into the forest, but you hide in a big hole behind the house. Immediately when the enemies are gone, I'll come get you". Said, done. Naughty Alice crawled into the hole; the peasant covered it with cowhide and occasionally sprinkled oats on it. Now chickens came from all directions, geese and ducks to pick oats. They copied and grabbed the cow to the skin and tore each other up with a lot of cackles.
"Oh, what a terrible war it is up there," thought Slutty Lisa, "how good that I have crawled here!"
Late in the evening, a peasant came and poured warm water on the skin, exactly where there were the most holes. When the water ran out To Tuhman-Liisa's head, she thought: "Thank God that finally rain! The air was already dry enough."
The next morning the peasant came again, took off the skin and pulled his wife up. "The war is over, my pigeon; let's go now to the manor house; I have things to deliver there."
They hadn't gone far when they heard the sound of a ram coming from a barn miserable complaint.
"Ukko-honey, who's moaning and complaining over there?" asked Tuhma-Liisa.
"Oh, let's pass by soon," replied the peasant, "it's going to give a damn." to the lord of the manor!"
After a long journey, they arrived at the yard and were taken to the master in front of. This asked Tuhma-Liisa: "Has your husband found to the treasure?" "Certainly, gracious sir," replied he. "When did he find it?" asked the lord of the manor again. "A little before the big one the beginning of the cockatoo war", was Liisa's answer. "Don't talk stupid things", said the gentleman, laughing, "when has there been such a war?"
"At the same time as the warm rain," said the wife.
"Warm rain? Not a drop has fallen for six weeks from heaven."
"Perhaps the gracious lord therefore knows nothing of the warm rain, because that's when the devil gave the lord of the manor his back in the barn," said Naughty Lisa.
Then the lord of the manor got very angry and drove the man and his wife out from his house. That's how the peasant got to keep his treasure.
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