thelittleshepherd
swayouttopastureoneday,hepassedapoultrydealercarryingabasketofeggsonherheadraged,thepoorwomanscreamedacurse:"youshallgetnobiggeruntilyouvefoundlovelybargaglinaofthethreesingingapples!"
fromthattimeon,theshepherdboygrewthinandpuny,andthemorehismotherattendedtohim,ysheasked,"whatonearthhashappenedtoyou?haveyoudoneabadturnforwhichsomeoneplacedacurseonyou?"hethentoldherabouthismeannesstothepoultrydealer,repeatingthewomanswordstohim,"youshallgetnobiggeruntilyouvefoundlovelybargaglinaofthethreesingingapples!"
"inthatcase,"saidhismother,"youvenochoicebuttogoinsearchofthislovelybargaglina."
bridge,onwhichalittleladywasrockingtoandfroinawalnutshell.
"whogoesthere?"
"afriend."
"liftmyeyelidsalittle,soicanseeyou."
"imseekinglovelybargaglinaofthethreesingingapples.doyouknowanythingabouther?"
"no,buttakethisstone;itwillcomeinhandy."
theshepherdcametoanotherbridge,whereanotherlittleladywasbathinginaneggshell.
"whogoesthere?"
"afriend."
"liftmyeyelidsalittle,soicanseeyou."
"veyouanynewsofher?"
"no,buttakethisivorycomb,whichwillcomeinhandy."
skedaboutlovelybargaglina,themanclaimedtoknownothingabouther,buthegavetheshepherdapocketfuloffog,whichwouldcomeinhandy.
nexthecametoamillwhosemiller,atalkingfox,said,"yes,iknowwholovelybargaglinais,rethesingingapples.youmusttakethecage,reyesareopen,yreclosed,shessurelyawake."
undtheoldwomanwithhereyesclosedandrealizedshewasawake."mylad,"saidtheoldwoman,"glancedowninmyhairandseeifiveanylice."
helooked,andashewasdelousingher,sheopenedhereyesandheknewshehadfallenasleep.sohequicklypickedupthecrystalcageandfled.butthelittlebellsonthecagetinkled,ringthemalmostuponhim,dinstantlyintoasteep,rockymountain,andthehorsesallfellandbroketheirlegs.
nowhorseless,thecavalrymenreturnedtotheoldwoman,whothensentouttwohundredmountedsoldiers.seeinghimselfinnewperil,urnedintoamountainasslickasglass,downwhichhorsesandridersallslidtotheirdeath.
theoldwomanthensentthreehundredhorsemenafterhim,buthepulledoutthepocketfuloffog,hurleditoverhisshoulder,,theshepherdhadgrownthirstyand,havingnothingwithhimtodrink,yvoicesaid,"gently,please,oryoullhurtme."gently,hefinishedcuttingtheapple,ateonehalf,rhishouse,splacewasatiny,tinylady.
"imlovelybargaglina,"shesaid,",imfamished."
thewellwasoneofthoseclosedwells,withaholeinthecenter,sotheshepherdseatedtheladyontherim,tellinghertowaitthereuntilhecamebackwiththecake.
meanwhile,aservantknownasuglyslavecametothewellforwater.shespiedthelovelylittleladyandsaid,"howcomeyouresolittleandbeautifulwhileimsobigandugly?"andshegrewsofuriousthatshethrewthetinycreatureintothewell.
theshepherdreturnedandwasheartbrokentofindlovelybargaglinagone.
nowhismotheralsowenttothatwellforwater,andwhatshouldshefindinherbucketonedaybutafirewheretheyfell,shepherdthereforecutitdownandchoppeditupforfirewood,whichhebroughtinside.bythattimehismotherhaddied,andhelivedthereallbyhimself,nowpunierthenever,sincenomatterwhathetried,reatwashisamazementuponfindingthedishesandpanshedusedinthemorningallwashedforhimwhenhecamehome!shouldhethenseebutaverydaintymaidenemergefromthewoodpile,washthedishes,sweepthehouse,andmakehisbed,afterwhichsheopenedthecupboardandhelpedherselftoacake.
outsprangtheshepherd,asking,"whoareyou?howdidyougetin?"
"imlovelybargaglina,"repliedthemaiden,"thegirlyoufoundinyourpocketinplaceoftheapplehalf.uglyslavethrewmeintothewell,anditurnedintoafish,romfishbonesichangedintoatreeseed,nextintoatreethatgrewandgrew,,everydaywhileyoureaway,ibecomelovelybargaglina."
thankstotherediscoveryoflovelybargaglina,theshepherdgrewbyleapsandbounds,andlovelybargaglinaalongwithhisthere,ythrewmeabone,whichhitmeonthenoseandstuckforgood.
(inlandvicinityofgenoa)
notes:
"thelittleshepherd"(ilpastorechenoncrescevamai)fromguarnerio(guarnerio,genoa,1892),torriglia,neargenoa,toldbythecountrywomanmariabanchero.
afeatureofthisgenoesevariantofthewidespreadtaleofthe"threeoranges"includesencounterswithcreatureslikethoseinthepaintingsofhieronymusbosch——samebeingsinanothergenoeseversion(andrews,51).
copyright:italianfolktalesselectedandretoldbyitalocalvino,
translatedbygeorgemartin,
pantheonbooks,newyork1980