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A Tale About a Jackal
"I do not know," was the answer. Then the jackal began to cry: "Oh, my
big, big egg!" he said, "Your cat ate it in the night. I am sure!"
The man was sorry for the jackal and gave him a hen instead of the egg.
The jackal took the hen and ran away with it.
He ran and ran and came to the next village in the evening. There he
knocked at the first door and asked the woman who opened the door:
"May I stay the night with you, please? It is so cold outside!"
"Please, come in little jackal," said the woman.
"And where can I put my hen?" the jackal asked.
"Let the hen stay with our goat," the woman said.
In the night the jackal got up, went to the place where the goat was and
ate up the hen. In the morning he said to the woman he said to the
woman: "Let us go and get my hen."
But there was no hen, of course, there were only feathers and bones on
the ground. The jackal began to cry: "Oh, my hen, my beautiful gray hen!
Your goat ate it in the night!"
The woman was sorry for the jackal and gave him one of the goat's kids
instead of the hen. The jackal thanked the woman and ran away. He ran
and ran and he came to another village. It was almost evening and he
knocked at the first house. "May I stay the night in your house?" he asked
the man who opened the door. "I am very, very tired."
"Please, come in," the man said.
"Where may I put my little kid?" the jackal asked.
"Tie it to the end of my son's bed," the man said.
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