Waltey
Fantomski bobnar
063 The Phantom Drummer
Myths and Legends of Our Own Land · Charles M. SkinnerO besedilu
Fantomski bobnar
- Vir
- Myths and Legends of Our Own Land
- Avtor
- Charles M. Skinner
- Jezik branja
- Slovenščina
- Jezik izvirnika
- English
- Čas branja
- 4 min branja
- Obseg
- 3 strani
- Naslov izvirnika
- 063 The Phantom Drummer
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
Fantomski bobnar
Polkovnik Howell iz kraljeve vojske je bil veseljak, kakor ustvarjen za to, da bi ženske zaradi njega postajale nezveste; toda ko je blizu Valley Forgea spoznal rožnolično, dobrosrčno hčer kmeta Jarretta, mu ni bilo do bežnega ljubimkanja, saj se je pregloboko zaljubil. Pred starega si ni smel stopiti, kajti Jarrett je imel sina pri Washingtonu in je rdečesuknjiče sovražil kakor samega hudiča; mladi častnik pa se je z dekletom sestajal na skrivaj in pod vrtnimi drevesi, skrita v sivi meglici, sta si obljubila zvestobo. Ko se je Howell tistega večera sklonil, da bi jo prvič poljubil, je mimo zavel veter in od daleč prinesel bobnenje bobna; med njunim pogovorom se je zvok vse bolj bližal, dokler se ni zdelo, da je že tik ob njiju. Častnik je pogledal čez zid, nato pa se, bled kakor smrt, naglo vrnil k svoji ljubi. Na poljih onkraj zidu ni bilo žive duše.
Ropotanje bobna je postajalo glasnejše; zdelo se je, da prihaja skozi vrtna vrata, gre komaj korak od njiju, prodre skozi zid in zamre v daljavi. Ko je utihnilo, se je Howell zdrznil, kakor da bi ga izpustil urok, popustil stisk dekletove roke, nato pa jo krčevito prižel na prsi. Ruthin strah je bil bolj nedoločen, a nič manj resničen od njegovega, in minilo je nekaj trenutkov, preden je zbrala dovolj glasu, da ga je vprašala, kaj pomeni ta prikazen. Odgovoril je: »Nekaj mi bo vsak hip spremenilo usodo, na bolje ali na slabše; najbrž na slabše. V zadnjih treh rodovih je ta boben naznanjal pomembne dogodke v moji družini in ti so nam pogosteje prinesli nesrečo kakor srečo.« Izmenjala sta le še nekaj besed, nato je vojak dekle še enkrat poljubil, preplezal zid in odgalopiral; trojni udarci kopit njegovega bojnega konja so dekletu odmevali v ušesih kakor udarci bobna. Naslednjega dne je bil polkovnik Howell v spopadu ustreljen. Odnesli so ga v hišo kmeta Jarretta in ga tam pustili kljub ugovarjanju starega moža, ki sovražnikom svoje dežele ni hotel dati zavetja. Ko je Ruth zagledala ljubega v takem stanju, bi se bila skoraj zgrudila, a ko je izvedela, da bo potreboval le nekaj dni miru in nege, pa bo spet zdrav, je bila pripravljena svojim rojakom odpustiti, da so mu zadali rano, ki bi obema utegnila prinesti srečo.
Veliko prigovarjanja je bilo treba, da so premagali kmetove pomisleke, vendar je nazadnje godrnjaje privolil, da mladenič ostane pri njem, dokler se mu rana ne zaceli. Ruth ga je zvesto negovala, častnik pa je s svojo vedro, možato naravo tako osvojil kmetovo srce, da je ta kmalu pozabil na barvo Howellove suknje. Tudi presenečen ni bil, ko mu je Howell povedal, da ljubi njegovo hčer, in ga prosil za njeno roko; njuno naklonjenost je bilo namreč lahko uganiti in starec je izjavil, da bi ga z veseljem sprejel za zeta, ko le ne bi bil zvest tiranu. V Howellovih prsih se je nato vnel dolg boj med ljubeznijo in dolžnostjo in zmagala je ljubezen. Če bo smel poročiti Ruth, bo zapustil vojsko. Starec je nemudoma privolil in dogovorili so se za skrivno poroko. Howell je dobil ukaz, naj se vrne k svojemu polku; na predvečer bližajoče se bitke ni mogel častno odstopiti, pa tudi če bi to storil, bi moral dolgo čakati, preden bi ga odpustili iz službe. Poročil se bo z dekletom, odšel na podeželje in tam živel v miru, dokler Britanci ne zapustijo Philadelphie, nato pa se bo vrnil in svojo usodo združil z Jarrettovimi.
Howell si je nadel civilno obleko in poroka je potekala v prostorni sprejemnici hiše; ko pa je nevesti nataknil prstan na prst, se je zaslišalo bobnenje, ki se je po stopnicah bližalo sobi, nato šlo skoznjo in naprej v daljavo, dokler ni spet vse utihnilo. Mladi polkovnik je prebledel; Ruth se ga je v grozi oklepala; duhovniki in svatje so se osuplo spogledovali. Tedaj so se na verandi zaslišali glasovi, vrata so se sunkovito odprla, vstopili so oboroženi možje in ženin je postal ujetnik. Odpeljali so ga v njegovo vojaško bivališče in mu pozneje sodili zaradi dezerterstva, kajti služabnik pri Jarrettovih, ki je sovražil vse Angleže in jim želel trpljenja, četudi bi si ga prizadejali med seboj, je izdal načrt gospodarjevega gosta. Vojaško sodišče ga je spoznalo za krivega in ga obsodilo na smrt z ustrelitvijo. Ko so ga usmrtili, je Ruth, ki je v svoji sobi molila in ihtela, vedela, da njenega moža ni več. Oddaljeni pok mušket je odmeval kakor bobnenje bobna.
Izvirnik
063 The Phantom Drummer
Naslednje strani prikazujejo izvirno besedilo za primerjavo.
Colonel Howell, of the king's troops, was a gay fellow, framed to make women false; but when he met the rosy, sweet-natured daughter of farmer Jarrett, near Valley Forge, he attempted no dalliance, for he fell too seriously in love. He might not venture into the old man's presence, for Jarrett had a son with Washington, and he hated a red-coat as he did the devil; but the young officer met the girl in secret, and they plighted troth beneath the garden trees, hidden in gray mist. As Howell bent to take his first kiss that night, a rising wind went past, bringing from afar the roll of a drum, and as they talked the drum kept drawing nearer, until it seemed at hand. The officer peered across the wall, then hurried to his mistress' side, as pale as death. The fields outside were empty of life.
Louder came the rattling drum; it seemed to enter the gate, pass but a yard away, go through the wall, and die in the distance. When it ceased, Howell started as if a spell had been lifted, laxed his grip on the maiden's hand, then drew her to his breast convulsively. Ruth's terror was more vague but no less genuine than his own, and some moments passed before she could summon voice to ask him what this visitation meant. He answered, “Something is about to change my fortunes for good or ill; probably for ill. Important events in my family for the past three generations have been heralded by that drum, and those events were disasters oftener than benefits.” Few more words passed, and with another kiss the soldier scaled the wall and galloped away, the triple beat of his charger's hoofs sounding back into the maiden's ears like drum-taps. In a skirmish next day Colonel Howell was shot. He was carried to farmer Jarrett's house and left there, in spite of the old man's protest, for he was willing to give no shelter to his country's enemies. When Ruth saw her lover in this strait she was like to have fallen, but when she learned that it would take but a few days of quiet and care to restore him to health, she was ready to forgive her fellow-countrymen for inflicting an injury that might result in happiness for both of them.
It took a great deal of teasing to overcome the scruples of the farmer, but he gruffly consented to receive the young man until his hurt should heal. Ruth attended him faithfully, and the cheerful, manly nature of the officer so won the farmer's heart that he soon forgot the color of Howell's coat. Nor was he surprised when Howell told him that he loved his daughter and asked for her hand; indeed, it had been easy to guess their affection, and the old man declared that but for his allegiance to a tyrant he would gladly own him as a son-in-law. It was a long struggle between love and duty that ensued in Howell's breast, and love was victor. If he might marry Ruth he would leave the army. The old man gave prompt consent, and a secret marriage was arranged. Howell had been ordered to rejoin his regiment; he could not honorably resign on the eve of an impending battle, and, even had he done so, a long delay must have preceded his release. He would marry the girl, go to the country, live there quietly until the British evacuated Philadelphia, when he would return and cast his lot with the Jarrett household.
Howell donned citizen's dress, and the wedding took place in the spacious best room of the mansion, but as he slipped the ring on the finger of his bride the roll of a drum was heard advancing up the steps into the room, then on and away until all was still again. The young colonel was pale; Ruth clung to him in terror; clergymen and guests looked at each other in amazement. Now there were voices at the porch, the door was flung open, armed men entered, and the bridegroom was a prisoner. He was borne to his quarters, and afterward tried for desertion, for a servant in the Jarrett household, hating all English and wishing them to suffer, even at each other's hands, had betrayed the plan of his master's guest. The court-martial found him guilty and condemned him to be shot. When the execution took place, Ruth, praying and sobbing in her chamber, knew that her husband was no more. The distant sound of musketry reverberated like the roll of a drum.
Nadaljuj z branjem
Morda ti bo všeč tudi
Trije kačji listi
Grimmove pravljice · 7 min branja
3 skupnih tagov
Pollyjin ljubimec
Myths and Legends of Our Own Land · 3 min branja
3 skupnih tagov
Lojalistova spreobrnitev
Myths and Legends of Our Own Land · 4 min branja
3 skupnih tagov
Oče in sin
Myths and Legends of Our Own Land · 3 min branja
3 skupnih tagov