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The Laughing Prince - Parker Fillmore
Parker Fillmore
The Laughing Prince: Jugoslav Folk and Fairy Tales
Published by Good Press, 2022
EAN 4057664627919
Table of Contents
THE LAUGHING PRINCE
THE LAUGHING PRINCE
BEAUTY AND THE HORNS
BEAUTY AND THE HORNS
THE PIGEON'S BRIDE
THE PIGEON'S BRIDE
THE LITTLE LAME FOX
THE LITTLE LAME FOX
THE ENCHANTED PEAFOWL
THE ENCHANTED PEAFOWL
THE DRAGON'S STRENGTH
THE DRAGON'S STRENGTH
THE LITTLE SINGING FROG
THE LITTLE SINGING FROG
THE NIGHTINGALE IN THE MOSQUE
THE NIGHTINGALE IN THE MOSQUE
THE GIRL IN THE CHEST
THE GIRL IN THE CHEST
THE WONDERFUL HAIR
THE WONDERFUL HAIR
THE BEST WISH
THE BEST WISH
THE VILAS' SPRING
THE VILAS' SPRING
LORD AND MASTER
LORD AND MASTER
THE SILVER TRACKS
THE SILVER TRACKS
THE LAUGHING PRINCE
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The Story of the Boy Who Could Talk Nonsense
THE LAUGHING PRINCE
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There was once a farmer who had three sons and one little daughter. The eldest son was a studious boy who learned so much out of books that the farmer said:
We must send Mihailo to school and make a priest of him.
The second boy was a trader. Whatever you had he would get it from you by offering you something else for it. And always what he gave you was worth less than what you gave him.
Jakov will make a fine peddler,
the farmer said. He's industrious and sharp and some day he will probably be a rich man.
But Stefan, the farmer's youngest son, had no special talent and because he didn't spend all his time with his nose in a book and because he never made the best of a bargain his brothers scorned him. Militza, his little sister, loved him dearly for he was kind and jolly and in the evening he was always ready to tell her stories and play with her. But the farmer, of course, listened to the older brothers.
I don't know about poor Stefan,
he used to say. He's a good boy but he talks nonsense. I suppose he'll have to stay on the farm and work.
Now the truth is the farm was a fine place for Stefan for he was strong and lusty and he liked to plow and harvest and he had a wonderful way with the animals. He talked to them as if they were human beings and the horses all whinnied when he came near, and the cows rubbed their soft noses against his shoulder, and as for the pigs—they loved him so much that whenever they saw him they used to run squealing between his legs.
Stefan is nothing but a farmer!
Mihailo used to say as though being a farmer was something to be ashamed of.
And Jakov said:
If the village people could see the pigs following him about, how they'd laugh at him! I hope when I go to the village to live he won't be visiting me all the time!
Another thing the older brothers couldn't understand about Stefan was why he was always laughing and joking. He did the work of two men but whether he was working or resting you could always hear him cracking his merry jokes and laughing his jolly laugh.
I think he's foolish!
Mihailo said.
Jakov hoped that the village people wouldn't hear about his carryings on.
They'd laugh at him,
he said, and they'd laugh at us, too, because we're his brothers.
But Stefan didn't care. The more they frowned at him, the louder he laughed, and in spite of their dark looks he kept on cracking his merry jokes and talking nonsense. And every evening after supper his little sister, Militza, clapped her hands and cried:
Now, Stefan, tell me a story! Tell me a story!
Father,
Mihailo would say, you ought to make him keep quiet! He's foolish and all he does is fill Militza's head with nonsense!
This always made Militza very indignant and she would stamp her little foot and say:
He isn't foolish! He knows more than any one! And he can do more things than any one else and he's the handsomest brother in the world!
You see Militza loved Stefan dearly and when you love a person of course you think that person is wonderful. But the father supposed that Mihailo must be right for Mihailo studied in books. So he shook his head and sighed every time he thought of Stefan.
Now the kingdom in which the three brothers lived was ruled over by a great Tsar who had an only daughter. In disappointment that he had no son, the Tsar was having his daughter brought up as though she were a boy. He sent all over the world for tutors and teachers and had the poor girl taught statecraft and law and philosophy and all the other things that the heir to the throne ought to know.
The Princess because she was an obedient girl and because she loved her father tried to spend all her time in study. But the dry old scholars whom the Tsar employed as teachers were not amusing companions for a young girl and the first lady-in-waiting who was in constant attendance was scarcely any better for she, too, was old and thin and very prim.
If the poor little Princess between her geography lesson and her arithmetic lesson would peep for a moment into a mirror, the first lady-in-waiting would tap her arm reprovingly and say:
My dear, vanity is not becoming in a princess!
One day the little Princess lost her temper and answered sharply:
But I'm a girl even if I am a princess and I love to look in mirrors and I love to make myself pretty and I'd love to go to a ball every night of my life and dance with handsome young men!
You talk like the daughter of a farmer!
the first lady-in-waiting said.
Then the Princess, because she lost her temper still further, said something she should not have said.
I wish I were the daughter of a farmer!
she declared. Then I could wear pretty ribbons and go dancing and the boys would come courting me! As it is I have to spend all my time with funny old men and silly old women!
Now even if her tutors and teachers were funny looking old men, even if the first lady-in-waiting was a silly old woman, the Princess should not have said so. It hurt the feelings of the first lady-in-waiting and made her angry and she ran off to the Tsar at once and complained most bitterly.
Is this my reward after all my years of loving service to your daughter?
she asked. It is true that I've grown old and thin looking after her manners and now she calls me a silly old woman! And all the learned wise men and scholars that you have gathered from the far corners of the earth—she points her finger at them and calls them funny old men!
The fact is they were funny looking, most of them, but yet the first lady-in-waiting was right: the Princess should not have said so.
And think of her ingratitude to yourself, O Tsar!
the first lady-in-waiting continued. You plan to make her the heir to your throne and yet she says she wishes she were a farmer's daughter so that she could deck herself out in ribbons and have the boys come courting her! A nice thing for a princess to say!
The Tsar when he heard this fell into an awful rage. (The truth is whatever temper the Princess had she inherited direct from her father.)
Wow! Wow!
he roared, just that way. Send the Princess to me at once. I'll soon have her singing another tune!
So the first lady-in-waiting sent the Princess to her father and as soon as he saw her he began roaring again and saying:
Wow! Wow! What do you mean—funny old men and silly old women?
Now whenever the Tsar began roaring and saying, Wow! Wow!
the Princess always stiffened, and instead of being the sweet and obedient daughter she usually was she became obstinate. Her pretty eyes would flash and her soft pretty face would harden and people would whisper: Mercy on us, how much she looks like her father!
That's just what I mean!
the Princess said. They're a lot of funny old men and silly old women and I'm tired of them! I want to be amused! I want to laugh!
Wow! Wow! Wow!
roared the Tsar. A fine princess you are! Go straight back to the schoolroom and behave yourself!
So the little Princess marched out of the throne room holding her head very high and looking so much like the Tsar that the first lady-in-waiting was positively frightened.
The Princess went back to the schoolroom but she did not behave herself. She was really very naughty. When the poor man who knew more than anybody in the world about the influence of the stars upon the destinies of nations came to give her a lesson, she threw his book out the window. When the superannuated old general who was teaching her military manœuvers offered her a diagram on which the enemy was represented by a series of black dots and our soldiers by a series of red dots, she took the paper and tore it in two. And worst of all when the old scholar who was teaching her Turkish—for a princess must be able to speak all languages—dropped his horn spectacles on the floor, she deliberately stepped on them and broke them.
When the Tsar heard all these things he just wow-wowed something terrible.
Lock that young woman in her chamber!
he ordered. Feed her on bread and water until she's ready to apologize!
But the Princess, far from being frightened by this treatment, calmly announced:
I won't eat even your old bread and water until you send me some one who will make me laugh!
Now this frightened the Tsar because he knew how obstinate the Princess could be on occasions. (He ought to know, too, for the Princess had that streak of obstinacy direct from himself.)
This will never do!
he said.
He hurried to the Princess's chamber. He found her in bed with her pretty hair spread out on the pillow like a golden fan.
My dear,
the Tsar said, I was joking. You don't have to eat only bread and water. You may have anything you want.
Thank you,
the Princess said, but I'll never eat another bite of anything until you send me some one who will make me laugh. I'm tired of living in this gloomy old castle with a lot of old men and old women who do nothing but instruct me and with a father who always loses his temper and says, 'Wow! Wow!'
But it's a beautiful castle!
the poor Tsar said. And I'm sure we're all doing our very best to educate you!
But I want to be amused as well as educated!
the little Princess said. And then, because she felt she was going to cry, she turned her face to the wall and wouldn't say another word.
What was the Tsar to do? He called together his councilors and asked them how was the Princess to be made to laugh. The councilors were wise about state matters but not one of them could suggest a means of amusing the Princess. The Master of Ceremonies did indeed begin to say something about a nice young man but instantly the Tsar roared out such a wrathful, Wow! Wow!
that the Master of Ceremonies coughed and pretended he hadn't spoken.
Then the Tsar called together the scholars and the teachers and the first lady-in-waiting. He glared at them savagely and roared:
Wow! Wow! A nice lot you are! I put you in charge of my daughter and not one of you has sense enough to know that the poor child needs a little amusement! I have a good mind to have you all thrown into the dungeon!
But, Your Majesty,
quavered one poor old scholar, I was not employed as a buffoon but as a teacher of astrology!
And I,
another said, as a teacher of languages!
And I as a teacher of philosophy!
Silence!
roared the Tsar. Between you all you have about killed my poor child! Now I ask you: With all your learning doesn't one of you know how to make a young girl laugh?
Apparently not one of them did, for no one answered.
Not even you?
the Tsar said, looking at the first lady-in-waiting.
When you called me to Court,
the first lady-in-waiting answered, drawing herself up in a most refined manner, you said you wished me to teach your daughter etiquette. As you said nothing about amusement, quite naturally I confined myself to the subject of behavior. If I do say it myself, no one has ever been more devoted to duty than I. I am constantly saying to her: 'That isn't the way a princess should act!' In fact for years there has hardly been a moment in the day when I haven't corrected her for something!
Poor child!
groaned the Tsar. No wonder she wants a change! Oh, what fools you all are in spite of your learning! Don't you know that a young girl is a young girl even if she is a Princess!
Well, the scholars weren't any more help to the Tsar than the councilors, and finally in desperation he sent heralds through the land to announce that to any one who could make the Princess laugh he would give three bags of gold.
Three bags of gold don't grow on the bushes every day and instantly all the youths and men and old men who had stories that their sweethearts and their wives and their daughters laughed at hurried to the castle.
One by one they were admitted to the Princess's chamber. They entered hopefully