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Myths and Legends of Our Own Land · Charles M. SkinnerO besedilu
Grebljica gospodične Britton
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- Myths and Legends of Our Own Land
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- Charles M. Skinner
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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
Grebljica gospodične Britton
Dekleta s Staten Islanda so med revolucijo povzročala pravi razdej med kraljevimi vojaki, ki so bili nastanjeni pri njih. Blizu karantenske postaje se je v stari hiši — Austenovi graščini — obesil vojak kralja Jurija, ker ga jenkijevsko dekle, ki je tam živelo, ni hotelo za moža, pa tudi nobenega drugega gospoda v suknjiču njegove barve ne; in dokler duhovi niso prišli iz mode, je njegov duh v precej težkih škornjih in z žvenketajočimi ostrogami pogosto motil nočni mir tega kraja.
Še bolj neizprosno je ravnalo dekle iz starega mesta Richmond. Bila je vnukinja kmeta po imenu Britton, in to čedna vnukinja; toda čeprav Brittonova po rodu in imenu, Britancem ni bila naklonjena, četudi bi ji lahko polovica častnikov iz bližnjega tabora ležala pred nogami, če bi si tega želela. Nekoč, ko je dedu s toplim greblom segrevala vrček jabolčnika, jo je zmotil nepovabljen vojščak, ki ji je na surov in nepričakovan način sklenil pokazati svojo ljubezen. Preden jo je utegnil poljubiti, je dekle iz vrčka potegnilo vroče greblo in z njim sunilo svojega zaljubljenega nasprotnika v trebuh; prežgala mu je škrlatno uniformo in na njegovem krepkem telesu pustila trajen spomin na to dogodivščino. Možak je z bolečim tuljenjem pobegnil in odtlej ni nihče več kalil zasebnosti Brittonove družine, vsaj dokler so segrevali jabolčnik.
Izvirnik
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Naslednje strani prikazujejo izvirno besedilo za primerjavo.
The maids of Staten Island wrought havoc among the royal troops who were quartered among them during the Revolution. Near quarantine, in an old house,--the Austen mansion,--a soldier of King George hanged himself because a Yankee maid who lived there would not have him for a husband, nor any gentleman whose coat was of his color; and, until ghosts went out of fashion, his spirit, in somewhat heavy boots, with jingling spurs, often disturbed the nightly quiet of the place.
The conduct of a damsel in the old town of Richmond was even more stern. She was the granddaughter, and a pretty one, of a farmer named Britton; but though Britton by descent and name, she was no friend of Britons, albeit she might have had half the officers in the neighboring camp at her feet, if she had wished them there. Once, while mulling a cup of cider for her grandfather, she was interrupted by a self-invited myrmidon, who undertook, in a fashion rude and unexpected, to show the love in which he held her. Before he could kiss her, the girl drew the hot poker from the mug of drink and jabbed at the vitals of her amorous foe, burning a hole through his scarlet uniform and printing on his burly person a lasting memento of the adventure. With a howl of pain the fellow rushed away, and the privacy of the Britton family was never again invaded, at least whilst cider was being mulled.
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