The Genre of Trolls - Doria
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2) Little Matt<br />
Once a workingman, who was called Matt, went to the forest to chop [wood], and then<br />
a big woman, dressed like a damsel, came and wanted that man to start wooing her. He<br />
didn’t want to agree to that, but when he didn’t get rid <strong>of</strong> her, he did as she wished.<br />
When he was to go home, she took his axe and drove it into the rock and said: “you<br />
won’t get it until your son comes and brings it to you”. Thus he had to go home without<br />
the axe. When the time had come, that woman gave birth to a boy, whom she, in<br />
contrast to his father, who was also called Matt, called Little Matt. As fifteen years had<br />
passed, the mother said to her boy to pull up his father’s axe from the rock and go with<br />
it to his father, and he would recognize him when he got to see his axe, for she thought<br />
he would surely have time to feed him now, when she had fed him for fifteen years.<br />
<strong>The</strong> boy did as she asked and pulled up the axe and went to his father. As he got to see<br />
the axe, he recognized it, and then he recognized his son as well. He received him, but<br />
he ate so much that no-one could manage to feed him. When he had spent some time<br />
with his father, he said to him: “I can’t manage to feed you, here is a royal estate, I’ll go<br />
and ask if the king doesn’t have some work for you”. He did as he said [he would] and<br />
went to the royal estate. When he arrived and stated his business, the king said: “I<br />
don’t really need any men, but I have an ox that no-one can drive, he’ll be allowed to<br />
drive it”. When Little Matt came to the royal estate he got to sit at the table with the<br />
other farm-hands and eat before they went into the forest for some firewood. As he sat<br />
down to eat, he ate for so long that the other farm-hands had time to go to the forest<br />
and come back with the firewood, while he was still sitting and eating. When he<br />
looked out the window and perceived the other farm-hands were home from the forest,<br />
he got angry, went yoking the ox and left for the forest. As he arrived, he chopped<br />
[down] the largest tree he could find. While he was just in the midst <strong>of</strong> chopping, a<br />
bear came and tore his ox to pieces. As Little Matt saw that, he rushed thither and<br />
killed the bear and threw it onto the sleigh and put the ox on top too, and pulled the<br />
whole load home. When he came home, he went to the king and said that a forest cat<br />
had come and torn his ox to pieces. “Well, it’s no big deal, since you have a bear as payment”,<br />
the king thought. When some time had passed, the king started to go around<br />
grieving and [he] looked sad and sorrowful. Eventually Little Matt asked what was the<br />
matter with him, when he was so sorrowful. “Why should you be able to give me advice<br />
if I were to tell [you] why I’m sorrowful”, the king answered him. Little Matt<br />
thought he might as well tell [him], who knows if he wouldn’t be able to help him.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n the king said he had strife with an enemy, who was stronger than he. “I’ll certainly<br />
go against him”, Little Matt thought. <strong>The</strong> king agreed to the matter. <strong>The</strong>n they<br />
prepared food for him for the journey: a storehouse <strong>of</strong> bread, and another <strong>of</strong> butter.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n Little Matt took one on each shoulder, and that branch he fetched from the forest<br />
in his hand, and he was <strong>of</strong>f to war. When he arrived and the warriors saw him, they<br />
didn’t know what it was. <strong>The</strong>y saw two storehouses gliding forward, but nothing more.<br />
Eventually Little Matt sat down, and laid the storehouses on the road and started eating.<br />
While he was eating, they began shooting at him, but he just ate and shouted that<br />
they shouldn’t throw refuse into his butter. When they didn’t stop shooting, Little Matt<br />
gripped his staff and went there and killed a great multitude <strong>of</strong> them, and the others<br />
fled. <strong>The</strong>n he put the storehouses on his back and wandered <strong>of</strong>f home with the branch<br />
<strong>Genre</strong>, Parody, Chronotopes and Novelization: the Wonder Tales <strong>of</strong> Johan Alén