Waltey
Dunderberg
011 Dunderberg
Myths and Legends of Our Own Land · Charles M. SkinnerO besedilu
Dunderberg
- Vir
- Myths and Legends of Our Own Land
- Avtor
- Charles M. Skinner
- Jezik branja
- Slovenščina
- Jezik izvirnika
- English
- Čas branja
- 2 min branja
- Obseg
- 2 strani
- Naslov izvirnika
- 011 Dunderberg
O izvirniku
Myths and Legends of Our Own Land
Obsežna zgodovinska zbirka ameriških legend, ki jih je Skinner zbral in avtorsko rekonstruiral. Bralni jezik je Slovenščina, izvirnik pa prihaja iz vira Myths and Legends of Our Own Land v jeziku English.
Besedilo
Dunderberg
Dunderberg, »Gromovna gora«, ob južnem vhodu v Hudsonsko višavje, je gozdnat hrib, ki ga naseljuje predvsem druščina krepkih, trebušastih škratov. Njihov vodja, Heer, je okrogel goblin, oblečen po šegi nizozemskih kolonistov izpred dveh stoletij; s seboj nosi govorno trobilo, skozi katero rjove ukaze, naj zapihajo vetrovi in švignejo strele. Ukaze izdaja v dolnjenizozemščini, izvršujejo pa jih omenjeni škrati, ki se v trumah dvignejo v zrak in se premetavajo po megli; včasih razcefrajo ladijsko zastavo ali vrhnje jadro, drugič pa ladjo pod sunki vetra tako nagnejo, da ji grozi, da se bo prevrnila na bok. Nekoč je enojambornica, ki je plula mimo Dunderberga, skoraj potonila, tedaj pa je posadka na vrhu jambora zagledala Heerov klobuk v obliki sladkornega stožca. Nihče si ni upal splezati ponj in ladja se je poravnala šele, ko jo je veter odgnal mimo Pollopelovega otoka — meje Heerove oblasti. Tisti hip se je klobuček kakor vrtavka zavrtel v zrak in ustvaril vrtinec, ki je posrkal nevihtne oblake, enojambornica pa je preostanek poti srečno nadaljevala plovbo. Kapitan je na jambor pribil podkev. »Klobučni navihanec« s Hudičevega mostu v Švici mora biti sorodnik tega razigranega duha, saj so njegove vragolije navadno precej neškodljive; vendar so nizozemski čolnarji, ki so pluli po reki, za vsak primer spuščali vrhove jader v poklon varuhu gore in dolga leta je bila to splošna navada. Pomorščakov, ki so tako izkazali spoštovanje Heeru z Donder Berga, njegovi škrati niso nikoli nadlegovali; vendar je kapitana Ouselstickerja iz Fishkilla nekoč zajel silovit nevihtni sunek — čeprav je imel na krovu pastorja — in goblin je prišel iz megle ter se razkoračil na premčnem poševniku, kakor da bi njegovo škuno vodil naravnost proti skalam. Pastor je zapel pesem svetega Nikolaja in goblin, ki ni mogel prenesti bodisi njene duhovne moči bodisi petja častitega pastorja, je kakor krogla švignil navzgor in odjezdil na viharnem vetru. S seboj je odnesel nočno čepico pastorjeve žene in jo obesil na vetrokaz cerkvenega zvonika v Esopusu, štirideset milj proč.
Izvirnik
011 Dunderberg
Naslednje strani prikazujejo izvirno besedilo za primerjavo.
Dunderberg, “Thunder Mountain,” at the southern gate of the Hudson Highlands, is a wooded eminence, chiefly populated by a crew of imps of stout circumference, whose leader, the Heer, is a bulbous goblin clad in the dress worn by Dutch colonists two centuries ago, and carrying a speaking-trumpet, through which he bawls his orders for the blowing of winds and the touching off of lightnings. These orders are given in Low Dutch, and are put into execution by the imps aforesaid, who troop into the air and tumble about in the mist, sometimes smiting the flag or topsail of a ship to ribbons, or laying the vessel over before the wind until she is in peril of going on beam ends. At one time a sloop passing the Dunderberg had nearly foundered, when the crew discovered the sugar-loaf hat of the Heer at the mast-head. None dared to climb for it, and it was not until she had driven past Pollopel's Island--the limit of the Heer's jurisdiction--that she righted. As she did so the little hat spun into the air like a top, creating a vortex that drew up the storm-clouds, and the sloop kept her way prosperously for the rest of the voyage. The captain had nailed a horse-shoe to the mast. The “Hat Rogue” of the Devil's Bridge in Switzerland must be a relative of this gamesome sprite, for his mischief is usually of a harmless sort; but, to be on the safe side, the Dutchmen who plied along the river lowered their peaks in homage to the keeper of the mountain, and for years this was a common practice. Mariners who paid this courtesy to the Heer of the Donder Berg were never molested by his imps, though skipper Ouselsticker, of Fishkill,--for all he had a parson on board,--was once beset by a heavy squall, and the goblin came out of the mist and sat astraddle of his bowsprit, seeming to guide his schooner straight toward the rocks. The dominie chanted the song of Saint Nicolaus, and the goblin, unable to endure either its spiritual potency or the worthy parson's singing, shot upward like a ball and rode off on the gale, carrying with him the nightcap of the parson's wife, which he hung on the weathercock of Esopus steeple, forty miles away.
Nadaljuj z branjem
