
Of Treasures
Great, you've picked a new story. Here are some details about this tale:
Author / Collector:
Book:
Publisher:
Year:
Country:
Subject:
License:
Editor's Notes:
Victor von Andrejanoff
Latvian Fairy Tales
Arvi A. Karisto
1909
Latvia
Of Treasures: hidden wealth, greed, luck, secrecy, fate, temptation, loss
Public Domain (copyright expired)
n/a
Of Treasures
1.
There was once a drunkard who had lost everything by drinking their property. When he saw that no master wanted to give anymore credit to him, he went to a nearby mountain to borrow money from there. At the foot of the mountain, under an ancient oak, stood black man; to this he said, "Lend me some money!" But this answered: "What do you need money for, drunkard? You'd throw it away anyway in the blink of an eye. Be on your way!"
Shortly after that, it happened that a poor herdsman passed by the same oak tree by. Again the black man appeared and offered him without asking and without asking for a loan.
"Oh," sighed the herdsman, "how could I borrow money from you; I wouldn't I could never pay it back anyway!"
"Nevertheless," said the black one, "pay it back gradually over the years, just a penny at a time!"
At the same time, he put his hand into the hollow of the tree and pulled out a large sack of money. "There, take it! -- And when you want to repay the loan, just come here and shout: Meren Martti, I'll bring you money!"
The herdsman thanked him and went away. Soon he had his own house, wife and children, and he became wealthier day by day. When he thought therefore having collected so much that he could pay the loan without much effort, he went to a familiar place and shouted, as he had been told: "The sea Martti, I'll give you your money back!" But no black man was stepped on of wood. Finally, after several screams, it appeared, as if from the ground grown up, a little boy and said: "A great paarma came from beyond the sea and stabbed Martin to death. Just keep your money in peace!"
2.
There is a small spring near the noble manor of Kaipen in Southern Livonia, where you can get fresh water. Years ago shepherd girls fed there cattle of the manor. Once while having breakfast at the spring, they started they talk about the treasures that were supposed to be hidden here.
“Old people say a whole chest full of money would be in here at the source, but no one knows how to get it," guessed one. But the other said, “I would immediately give both the best of our cattle bulls from the treasure!" Hardly had that been said when the fountain began to rumble and Porista -- and slowly a large, iron chest emerged. In the same the girls noticed two white wolves running towards the herd. The girls were terribly scared, screamed for help and petted their dog attacked by predators. They ran away -- but immediately the coffin also sank clanging and clattering back into the depths.
3.
On a beautiful summer night, a young peasant returned home. On the way he saw a fire burning at the edge of a birch forest. When his pipe was extinguished, he stepped in to rekindle it; but to no avail, tobacco did not catch fire. Impatient, he took the coal, put it in his pipe and still went on without success imbibing it. In a moment he noticed that there were three pieces of rubles in the barrel instead of coal of the purest silver. Then he remembered what the people are used to to talk -- that namely, where the lonely white burns at night, would be "money drying up".
4.
The peasant house once started to be haunted. At night, when everything got dark, shouted it behind the oven: "I'm going to explode! I'm going to explode!" The residents of the house didn't know what to do. They carefully search everywhere, without finding anything; finally they got used to the nocturnal screams. As one in the evening, the peasant came from the cabin drunk and in a happy mood home. He sat down at the table and ate a few bites. It suddenly caught on bit in the wrong throat, he began to cough and thus extinguished the candle, so that it became dark. Immediately there was a shout from behind the oven: "I'm going to explode! I'm going to explode!" Then the peasant got mad and screamed: "Well, explode then finally, when you ride the damn thing!" Hardly said, when There was an explosion behind the oven and a pile of gold and silver coins rolled out to the room.
Folktales, Fairytales, myths, legends, stories, fantasy