A certain man had two children--one a boy, and the other a girl.
This man required his children to relate to him every morning what
they had dreamed. Indeed, the girl related her dream, whatever she
had dreamed, every morning, but the boy did not, for he dreamed
every night what eventually happened to him; he dreamed that he
killed a king, took to wife a count's daughter, and became king in
the kingdom in which he killed the king. Exasperated at this, his
father thought the reason why he did not tell his dream was because
he was afraid, and drove him out along a road, and beat him so that
he cried piteously. A count was driving past, and heard the child
crying. He ordered his servant to go to the man, and tell him not to
beat the child, but say how much he should give him to take it away
himself. The man said, in reply, that he need only take it away from
before his eyes. He immediately took it, and delivered it to the
count, and the count took it away home. The count had one daughter,
who took a great affection for the boy. It was also a custom with
the count that the children were obliged to relate what they
dreamed. But he would not reveal his dream to the count, and say
what he had dreamed; and he had dreamed the very same dream that he
had dreamed at his father's. Then the count became very angry, and
caused a vault to be built in his garden, inside which he was to be
thrown, and it was to be constructed of such masonry that nobody
should be able to give him anything to eat, and that no light should
by possibility enter it. But the count's daughter, who was very
sorry for the boy, went out to the masons, and promised them a
purse of money, only to construct it in such a manner that she would
be able to give him food at night. This the masons did, in return
for the good money. He was seven years inside, and unable to sit or
lie.
Now came a time when king sent a staff to the count, and said he
would attack him with an army, if he did not tell him on which side
the staff opened. Now the damsel came at night, and brought the lad
food, saying: 'Now, I have brought you food for the last time,
because a king has sent us a staff, and my father must open it; if
he does not open it, he will attack us with an army. We must perish
under the open sky, but you in this vault.' He replied that she was
not to frighten herself, 'but go, lie down, and soon jump up and say
to your father: "My dear papa, I have dreamt of good luck for us."
He will say: "What?" Reply to him: "I dreamt that I should tell you
that, if you will open the staff, you need only fill a tub with
water, and put the staff in it; the staff will turn with that side
up on which it opens."' Even so it came to pass. Her father did so,
sealed up the staff on that side, and sent it to the king. The king
wrote back to him: 'You have certainly done it, but not with your
own stupid head. But you have one hard by your house, of whom you
know not; he has done this for you.' Then he wrote a letter again to
the count, and said: 'I shall send you three horses all alike, and
you must tell me how many years old each is.' And all alike they
were. One was one year old, the second two, and the third three
years old. Then the damsel took him food, and said to him: 'Now I am
bringing you food for the last time; you will have to die here, and
we in the open air, for the king has sent us three horses exactly
alike, and we must tell him how old each is.' He replied that she
must go and lie down, and say that she had dreamt thus: that he
must prepare three heaps of oats of three different years, and let
the horses go to the oats, and they would go of themselves each to
his own heap; the one which was one year old would go to the
one-year-old oats, the second to the second, and the third to the
third heap. She told him this. And it came to pass just as she told
him. Then he wrote in reply to the king, and the king to him:
'Certainly, you have done this, but not with your own stupid head;
but you have another who does it for you, of whom you are not aware.
But I shall send you one thing more. I shall send you, on a given
day, at the hour when you will be at dinner, a war-mace, weighing
three hundredweight; it will strike the spoon out of your mouth. You
must throw it back to me just as I threw it to you.' Indeed, this,
too, came to pass. The mace flew in, knocked his spoon out of his
hands, and flew off with speed into the cellar, inside which it
stuck so fast that a score of soldiers couldn't move, much less
throw, it. Now the count assembled, and invited all people, but no
one was able to do it. She took him food again, and said to him:
'You have set us free twice, but certainly the third time you will
not be able to do so, and now you will die here, and all of us in
the open air.' He then asked her what sort of work it was that had
to be done. She told him, and he answered: 'Go home and lie down,
then get up and say that you have dreamt that no one else but I can
do it, so I tell you; but the count will not believe you, yet will
think, since you have twice dreamed with success, that possibly now,
too, it may be true.' And so it came to pass. The count caused him
to be dug out. He saw how weak he was, and said: 'I am stronger than
he, but I can't throw it; how, then, can he throw it?' He then said:
'Go to a certain king; he has nine hundred cows, and has them all
registered when each was calved. Buy for me one cow, which is
neither more nor less than nine years old, and whatever he says you
are to pay for it, pay. If you pay one kreutzer less, I shall be two
hundredweight lighter.' Well, he went thither, and inquired whether
he had such a cow. The king answered that he had. Then he asked the
price. The king replied: 'Nine thousand pieces of silver.' He paid
them, drove it home, and had it slaughtered immediately. The young
man then said that he must be three months by himself in a house,
without anybody being allowed to go in to him. Now he took at once
two pounds of beef, but did not eat the flesh, but only the soup.
This lasted for three months. Well, the cook told the count that he
would not eat the flesh, in order to serve his own interests. Then
the count went himself to him, and asked him why he would not eat
the flesh. He replied that something must be brought him to eat. Now
he took a piece, threw it upon the wall, and said to the count: 'You
see the flesh has fallen down, and the soup has stuck to the wall;
and so it is with me: the soup abides with me, and the flesh goes
down from me.' Then he went out to look at the mace. He was already
able to move it. Then he went in for three months to eat. Then he
was able, with his left hand, to throw it two hundred fathoms high
into the air. He went in once more to eat for three months. Now he
was exceedingly strong, and told the count to write freely to the
king, that on such and such a day, at such and such an hour, the
mace would arrive, and knock the spoon out of his mouth at dinner.
In fact, so it was. He threw it a hundred and twenty-five hours walk
into the other kingdom. Now the king saw that he had done this also.
Then he wrote to him: 'Certainly you have done all that I told you,
but not with your own stupid head, but he has done it for you, whom
you caused to be walled up in a vault. But you must send him here to
me, that I may see him.' But he wanted to slay him. Now, the count
was unwilling to let him go, but, nevertheless, he was obliged to
do so. 'But do you know what, count? Cause all your people to be
summoned hither, and we will select as many as ever we can that
resemble me.' There were only nine such, and he was himself the
tenth. Now he told him to have exactly similar uniforms made for
them all, so that, at any rate, no one would know one to be
different from another, and to provide similar horses for all, and
then he would go thither. Even so it came to pass. Then the ten
went. But before they arrived at the town, he said to them: 'Indeed,
you don't know why we are going thither; we are going to be put to
death; but I tell you not to be in any wise afraid. This king will
give you the word of command when we enter: "Milutin (such was the
boy's name), dismount!" Then you must all dismount so that no one is
behindhand, but all alike, and at once. Then he will say: "Milutin,
go into the house!"--all go into the house. "Milutin, shut the
door!"--all off to shut it. "Milutin, take your seat at table!"--all
do it at once. "Milutin, go to bed!"--all off to bed at once.' Even
so it was. Thus the king could in no wise recognise him, and did not
venture to slaughter them, but ordered his servant to conceal
himself under a bed, and listen which spoke most wisely, and put a
mark upon him. Now they all lay down, and began to converse as to
what would come out of this. Milutin then said: 'Doubtless, till now
he has not recognised me, and will ride after me, and will overtake
us; but never mind that, only kneel down and pray to God. Then
notice well: if I first emit fire out of my mouth, kill yourselves;
but if he emits it first, have no fear whatever; this signifies to
you that human flesh will seethe in human blood.' The man under the
bed heard this speech, and cut off a piece from the heel of his
boot. Morning arrived, and Milutin told them that each must look
well at his clothes: maybe there would be some mark on someone's
uniform. But all at once he observed that just his boot-heel had
been cut off, and said: 'All give me your boots, that I may cut off
each of the heels just as I have mine cut off.' Now the king came to
summon them: 'Milutin, come to breakfast!' and they all went at
once. And the king saw that they all had a similar mark, and,
therefore, did not know which to put to death. Then he reprimanded
the servant. Now said the king: 'Milutin, go home!' and they all
went homeward at once. But erelong the king recognised Milutin by
his horse--for he had the horse from the count--and overtook him.
They immediately knelt down, as he had previously bidden them, and
he began first to fight on horseback, but nothing came of it. Then
they both dismounted from their horses, and fought thus, each
leaping against the other so that the earth quaked under them. Thus
they fought terribly for some time. But all at once they observed
that the king emitted fire out of his mouth, and then Milutin
afterwards. Then the king spat pure fire out of his mouth at
Milutin, and Milutin also spat fire. The two fought on in this
frightful manner; but suddenly Milutin overcame the king, threw him
down, cut off his head, and carried it home to the count. Now all
was merriment, and Milutin married the count's daughter, took
possession of the realm of the king whom he had slain, and there was
a grand festival. That's the end.
_ILLYRIAN-SLOVENISH STORIES._
I am afraid that our delightful friend Oliver Goldsmith has
pre-occupied the British mind with a certain amount of prejudice
against the region,
'Where the rude Carinthian boor
On strangers shuts th' inhospitable door.'
But if the said rude and inhospitable person had been addressed in a
tongue 'understanded of the people,' his reception of the
'Traveller' might possibly have been very different. Be that as it
may, the folklore tales of the Styrian and Carinthian Slavonians are
full of interest, and in them we certainly find the fullest account
of the Vilas, and even a Vila marriage with a human being, which
ends in an unfortunate separation, like those in Irish legends
between mermaids and men. No. 57 gives us a singular variant of
'Cinderella,' in which the circumstances are different down to the
conclusion, which is similar to that of the Bulgarian version, No.
37. No. 58 carries us completely into wonderland, where several old
acquaintances will meet us in new dresses and relations. In No. 59
we have a singular legend of a white snake, an animal connected with
which there are also superstitions in the Scotch Highlands.
The backwardness of the Slovenes is mainly due to the ferocity with
which Protestantism was stamped out by Ferdinand II., who, as well
as his father, Ferdinand I., wrote his name in blood in the annals
of Bohemia. (See Morfill's 'Slavonic Literature,' pp. 176, 177.)
As regards the language, the dual is as fully developed as in
Lusatian.