Waltey

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Once upon a time there was a woman who went out to hire a herdsman, and on her way she met a bear. “Where are you going?” asked the bear. “Oh, I’m off to hire a herdsman,” answered the woman. “Wouldn’t you like to hire me?” asked the bear. “Yes, if you know how to call the cattle,” said the woman. “Ho—ee!” said the bear.

“No, I won’t have you,” said the woman when she heard that, and went on her way. When she had gone a little farther, she met a wolf. “Where are you going?” asked the wolf. “I’m off to hire a herdsman,” answered the woman. “Would you like to hire me?” asked the wolf. “Yes, if you know how to call the cattle,” said the woman. “Oo—oo!” said the wolf. “No, I won’t have you,” said the woman.

When she had gone a little farther still, she met a fox. “Where are you going?” asked the fox. “Oh, I’m off to hire a herdsman,” said the woman. “Wouldn’t you like to hire me?” asked the fox. “Yes, if you know how to call the cattle,” said the woman.

“Dil—dal—holom!” said the fox, so sweetly and clearly. “Yes, I’ll have you for my herdsman,” said the woman, and she set the fox to tend her livestock. The first day the fox tended them, he ate up all the woman’s goats; the second day he made an end of all her sheep; and the third day he ate up all her cows. When he came home that evening, the woman asked him what he had done with all her livestock. “Their heads are in the stream and their bodies in the grove,” said the fox. She was just then churning, but she felt she must go and look for them all the same, and while she was away, the fox slipped into the churn and ate up the cream. When the woman came back and saw what he had done, she grew so angry that she took the little bit of cream that was left and flung it at the fox, splashing the end of his tail. And that is why the fox has a white tip to his tail.

Izvirnik

Der var engang en Kone, som skulde ud at leie sig Gjæter, saa mødte hun en Bjørn: „Hvor skal du hen?“ sagde Bjørnen. „Aa, jeg skal ud at leie mig Gjæter,“ svarede Konen. „Vil du ikke have mig til Gjæter?“ spurgte Bjørnen. „Jo, bare du kan lokke saa“ — sagde Konen. „Hø—i!“ sagde Bjørnen. „Nei, dig vil jeg ikke have,“ sagde Konen, da hun hørte det, og gik sin Vei. Da hun saa havde gaaet et Stykke, mødte hun en Ulv.

„Hvor skal du hen?“ sagde Ulven. „Jeg skal ud at leie mig Gjæter,“ svarede Konen. „Vil du have mig til Gjæter?“ spurgte Ulven. „Ja, kan du lokke saa“ — sagde Konen. „Uh—uh!“ sagde Ulven. „Nei, dig vil jeg ikke have,“ sagde Konen. Da hun havde gaaet et Stykke til, saa mødte hun en Ræv. „Hvor skal du hen?“ sagde Ræven. „Aa, jeg skal ud at leie mig Gjæter,“ sagde Konen. „Vil du ikke have mig til Gjæter?“ spurgte Ræven. „Jo, bare du kan lokke saa,“ sagde Konen.

„Dil—dal—holom!“ sagde Ræven saa peent og grant. „Ja, dig vil jeg have til Gjæter,“ sagde Konen, og saa satte hun Ræven til at gjæte Kreaturene sine. Den første Dag Ræven gjætede, aad den op alle Gjederne til Konen, den anden Dag gjorde den Ende paa alle Sauene hendes, og den tredie Dag aad den op alle Kjøerne. Da han saa kom hjem om Kvelden, spurgte Konen hvor han havde gjort af alle Kreaturene hendes. „ Skallen er i Aaen og Kroppen i Holtet,“ sagde Ræven. Hun stod netop og kjernede, men hun syntes, at hun alligevel maatte see efter dem, og medens hun var borte, smat Ræven ned i Kjernen og aad op Fløden; da saa Konen kom igjen og fik see det, blev hun saa sindt, at hun tog det lille Flødegran, som var igjen og slog efter Ræven, saa den fik et Skvæt paa Enden af

Halen; deraf kommer det at Ræven har hvid Haletip.

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