Hello dear Snowflake!
Today I want to give you a story that I like very much. This is from "The Cat in Boots by Charles Perrault, the book" Great Stories of Cats - Vol 1 ".
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THE Puss in Boots by Charles Perrault
There was a miller, who had left three children nothing but the mill, a donkey and a cat. The partition was soon made. They were not called, nor the lawyer nor the prosecutor. They would just eat the entire estate. The oldest had the mill, the second the donkey and the young man no more the cat.
The poor young man was very dejected because he had so little. "My brothers," he said "could make a living quite well, combining their resources, but, for my part, I'll be when I ate the cat and me I made a sleeve with her hair, I will die hungry." The Cat, who heard all this, but pretended not to hear anything, he said, gravely and seriously, "Do not grieve so, my good master, you have only to give me a bag and give me a pair of boots, so I can run easily in the mud and the brambles, and you'll see that you will not be so bad as you think. "
Although did much to explain what he had said, had often seen him come up with clever tricks to catch rats and mice, as when he used to hang on to the heels, or hide in the flour, pretending to be dead, so do not despair of all that was helpful in his miserable condition. When the Cat had what he called, put on his boots with great elegance, and when he shoulder bag, I held the rope with his front paws and went into a warren where was great abundance of rabbits. In the bag and then put bran and sow-thistle, reaching a maximum, as if he were dead, waited for some bunny was rummaging in the bag, saw what we had set.
He lay for a short time, but he had what he wanted: a reckless and stupid bunny hopped in the bag and Mr. Cat, immediately clutching the rope, took him and killed him without mercy. Proud of the spoil, he went with it to the palace and asked to speak with his Majesty. Was taken upstairs in the apartments of the King and, by a wide reverence, said: "Sire, I have brought a rabbit warren, which my noble lord, the Marquis of Carabas (this was the title that the cat loved to give his master), I was told to bring a gift to Her Majesty. "
'Tell your master, "said the King," that I thank him, and that gives me great pleasure. "
Another time he went into hiding behind the corn, keeping the bag open, and when a pair of partridges you slipped and pulled the rope, taking them both. He went to give it to the King, as he did with the rabbit caught in the rabbit. The King accepted the partridges with equal pleasure, and ordered that he be given money for a drink.
The Cat continued for two or three months as a result, from time to time, to his Majesty game of his master. One day in particular when he knew for sure that he would make a tour along the river with her daughter, the most beautiful princess in the world, the master said: "If you follow the My advice, have your fortune, you have only to go and wash in the river at that point and he will, and leave the rest to me. " The Marquis of Carabas did what the Cat advised him, without knowing why and wherefore.
While washing, the King passed, and the Cat began to cry out with all the voice he had, "Help! Help! My lord, the Marquis of Carabas is drowning. " At the sound of the King poked his head out the window of the cab and discovered that it was the cat that had often led the game so tasty, he ordered the guards to immediately rush to the aid of his lordship, the Marquis of Carabas.
While they were pulling the poor Marquis out of the river, the Cat went to the cab and told the king that: "While my master was washing down there, arrived villains, who fled with his clothes, although he has cried" Stop thief! Stop thief! " several times, with all the voice he had. " The cunning Cat had hidden the real clothes under a large rock. The King immediately ordered the officers of his wardrobe to fetch one of his best suits for the Marquis of Carabas.
The King embraced him very special to do, and given that the pretty clothes he had given his exalted exceedingly pleasant appearance (it was well done and very beautiful) the king's daughter he was secretly impressed: the Marquis of Carabas had not launched two or three respectful, but somehow hold, looks that she fell in love madly. The king would surely have invited into the carriage and take a ride with them. The Cat, fully satisfied that the plan began to run, walk preceded them, and having met some peasants who were mowing a field, said, "Good people that you are mowing, if you tell the King that the mowed field that belongs to My lord, the Marquis of Carabas, you'll be made into small pieces, such as herbs for the pot. "
The king did not fail to ask the men who belonged to the field that were Falcon: "To our lord, the Marquis of Carabas," said they all in unison, since threats of the Cat had them scared to death. "See, Sire," said the Marquis, "this is a field that always produces abundant crops every year." Mr. Cat, who went before them, met with some reapers, and said to them: "Good people who are reaping, if you tell the King that all this corn belongs to the Marquis of Carabas, you will be made in pieces such as herbs for the pot."
The King, who spent a moment later, he insisted to know who belonged to all that corn that had seen: "To our lord, the Marquis of Carabas," replied the reapers, and the King was very pleased, as well as the Marquis, with whom he later congratulated the king. Mr. Cat, who went before them always said the same words to everyone he met, and the King was astonished in the face of large properties Marquis of Carabas.
Mr Gatto arrived at last to a stately castle, whose lord was an Orc, the richer you know, all the lands that belonged to the King had traveled together to the castle to him. The Cat, who had taken care to inform themselves about who was the Ogre, and what he could do, he asked to speak to him, saying: "I could not pass so close to the castle without having the honor to give him my respects."
The Orc received him civilly, to the extent that an ogre could do, and invited him to sit. "I am assured," said the Cat, "who have the gift of turning into all sorts of creatures you want, you can, for example, transform into a lion or an elephant, or like animals."
"This is true," answered the ogre very sharply, "and you will see how to convince you now become a lion." The cat was so terrified at the sight of a lion so near him that immediately jumped into the gutter, not without many problems and dangers, because of the boots, which were not of any use to climb tiles. Some time after, when Puss saw that the ogre had regained its natural form, he came down and said he had a lot of fear.
"I have been informed," said the Cat, "but I do not know whether to believe that you also have the power to take the form of smaller animals, for example, to transform into a mouse or a rat, but, I must admit, I think this is impossible. "
"Impossible," cried the ogre. "I see now," and at the same time it changed into a mouse, and began to run on the floor. As soon as he saw it, the cat jumped on him and devoured it.
Meanwhile, the king, passing, saw this fine castle of the Orc, he had a desire to enter. The Cat, who heard the noise of his Majesty's carriage on the drawbridge, ran out and told the king: "Your Majesty is welcome to the castle of my lord, the Marquis of Carabas."
"What! The Marquis of Carabas, "said the King," and this castle belongs to you? There is nothing more beautiful than this building, and all the beautiful buildings that surround it, if we take, if you wish. " The Marquis gave his hand to the Princess, and followed the King, who went first. They entered a spacious hall, where they found a wonderful breakfast that the ogre had prepared for his friends, who that day had to visit him, but dared not enter, knowing that there was the King
His Majesty was delighted by the good qualities of the Marquis of Carabas as well as his daughter, who was madly in love with him, and seeing the great property he owned, he said, after drinking five or six glasses: "It will be attributable solely to you, my Lord Marquis, if you do not become my son- '. The marquis, making several deep bows, accepted the honor which his Majesty gave him, and immediately the same day he married the princess.
Puss became a great Ladies and chased most mice, except for pleasure.
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