第5章TheDogandtheSparrow

第5章thedogandthesparrow

asheepdoghadnotagoodmaster,but,onthecontrary,onewholethimsufferhunger.ashecouldstaynolongerwithhim,hewentquitesadlyaway.ontheroadhemetasparrowwhosaid:“brotherdog,whyareyousosad?”thedogreplied:“iamhungry,andhavenothingtoeat.”thensaidthesparrow:“dearbrother,comeintothetownwithme,andiwillsatisfyyourhunger.”sotheywentintothetowntogether,andwhentheycameinfrontofabutcher'sshopthesparrowsaidtothedog:“staythere,andiwillpickabitofmeatdownforyou,”andhealightedonthestall,lookedabouthimtoseethatnoonewasobservinghim,andpeckedandpulledandtoresolongatapiecewhichlayontheedge,thatitslippeddown.thenthedogseizedit,ranintoacorner,anddevouredit.thesparrowsaid:“nowcomewithmetoanothershop,andtheniwillgetyouonemorepiecethatyoumaybesatisfied.”whenthedoghaddevouredthesecondpieceaswell,thesparrowasked:“brotherdog,haveyounowhadenough?”“yes,ihavehadmeatenough,”heanswered,“butihavehadnobreadyet.”saidthesparrow:“youshallhavethatalso,comewithme.”thenhetookhimtoabaker'sshop,andpeckedatacoupleoflittlebunstilltheyrolleddown,andasthedogwantedstillmore,heledhimtoanotherstall,andagaingotbreadforhim.whenthatwasconsumed,thesparrowsaid:“brotherdog,haveyounowhadenough?”“yes,”hereplied,“nowwewillwalkawhileoutsidethetown.”thentheybothwentoutontothehighway.theweatherwaswarm,however,andwhentheyhadwalkedalittlewaythedogsaid:“iamtired,andwouldliketosleep.”“well,dosleep,”answeredthesparrow,“andinthemeantimeiwillseatmyselfonabranch.”sothedoglaydownontheroad,andfellfastasleep.whilsthelaysleepingthere,aonercamedrivingby,whohadacartwiththreehorses,ladenwithtwobarrelsofwine.thesparrow,however,sawthathewasnorgoingtoturnaside,butwasstayinginthewheeltrackinwhichthedogwaslying,soitcried:“oner,don'tdoit,oriwillmakeyoupoor.”buttheonergrowledtohimself:“youwillnotmakemepoor,”andcrackedhiswhipanddrovethecartoverthedog,andthewheelskilledhim.thenthesparrowcried:“youhaverunovermybrotherdogandkilledhim,itshallcostyouyourcartandhorses.”“cartandhorsesindeed!”saidtheoner.“whatharmcanyoudome?”anddroveonwards.thenthesparrowcreptunderthecoverofthecart,andpeckedsolongatthesamebung-holethathegotthebungout,andthenallthewineranoutwithoutthedrivernoticingit.butoncewhenhewaslookingbehindhimhesawthatthecartwasdripping,andlookedatthebarrelsandsawthatoneofthemwasempty.“unfortunatefellowthatami,”criedhe.“notunfortunateenoughyet,”saidthesparrow,andflewontotheheadofoneofthehorsesandpeckedhiseyesout.whenthedriversawthat,hedrewouthisaxeandwantedtohitthesparrow,butthesparrowflewintotheair,andhehithishorseonthehead,anditfelldowndead.“oh,whatanunfortunatemanami,”criedhe.“notunfortunateenoughyet,”saidthesparrow,andwhenthedriverdroveonwiththetwohorses,thesparrowagaincreptunderthecover,andpeckedthebungoutofthesecondcask,soallthewinewasspilt.whenthedriverbecameawareofit,heagaincried:“oh,whatanunfortunatemanami.”butthesparrowreplied:“notunfortunateenoughyet,”andseatedhimselfontheheadofthesecondhorse,andpeckedhiseyesout.thedriverranuptoitandraisedhisaxetostrike,butthesparrowflewintheairandtheblowstruckthehorse,whichfell.“oh,whatanunfortunatemanami.”“notunfortunateenoughyet,”saidthesparrow,andlightedonthethirdhorse'shead,andpeckedouthiseyes.thedriver,inhisrage,struckatthesparrowwithoutlookinground,anddidnothithim,butkilledhisthirdhorselikewise.“oh,whatanunfortunatemanami,”criedhe.“notunfortunateenoughyet,”answeredthesparrow.“nowwillimakeyouunfortunateinyourhome,”andflewaway.

thedriverhadtoleavetheonstanding,andfullofangerandvexationwenthome.“ah,”saidhetohiswife,“whatmisfortunesihavehad!mywinehasrunout,andthehorsesareallthreedead!”“alas,husband,”sheanswered,“whatamaliciousbirdhascomeintothehouse!ithasgatheredtogethereverybirdthereisintheworld,andtheyhavefallenonourcornupthere,andaredevouringit.”thenhewentupstairs,andthousandsandthousandsofbirdsweresittingintheloftandhadeatenupallthecorn,andthesparrowwassittinginthemidstofthem.thenthedrivercried:“oh,whatanunfortunatemanami!”

“notunfortunateenoughyet!”answeredthesparrow;“oner,itshallcostyouyourlifeaswell,”andflewout.

thentheonerhadlostallhisproperty,andhewentdownstairsintotheroom,satdownbehindthestoveandwasquitefuriousandbitter.butthesparrowsatoutsideinfrontofthewindow,andcried:“oner,itshallcostyouyourlife.”thentheonersnatchedtheaxeandthrewitatthesparrow,butitonlybrokethewindow,anddidnothitthebird.thesparrownowhoppedin,placeditselfonthestoveandcried:“oner,itshallcostyouyourlife.”thelatter,quitemadandblindwithrage,smotethestoveintwain,andasthesparrowflewfromoneplacetoanothersoitfaredwithallhishouseholdfurniture,looking-glass,benches,table,andatlastthewallsofhishouse,andyethecouldnothitthebird.atlength,however,hecaughtitwithhishand.thenhiswifesaid:“shallikillit?”“no,”criedhe,“thatwouldbetoomerciful.itshalldiemuchmorecruelly,”andhetookitandswalloweditwhole.thesparrow,however,begantoflutteraboutinhisbody,andflutteredupagainintotheman'smouth;thenitstretchedoutitshead,andcried:“oner,itshallstillcostyouyourlife.”thedrivergavetheaxetohiswife,andsaid:“wife,killthebirdinmymouthforme.”thewomanstruck,butmissedherblow,andhittheonersquareonhishead,sothathefelldead.butthesparrowflewupandaway.