The Cat in the boots
A miller, who came to death, he left no other property to his three sons he had, if not his mill, his donkey and his cat. So divisions were soon made: there was no need of the lawyer and the notary, who, naturally, would be eaten in one bite yourself wholly to the small inheritance.
Major had the mill.
The second, the ass.
And the younger of the brothers had the only cat.
latter could not find peace, to be his part touched so low.
"My brothers," he was saying, "can honestly pull out, taking with life in common: but as for me, when I ate my cat, and fattomi a muff of his skin, that I must resign to die of hunger. "
The cat, who heard this speech, and pretended not intended for docks, the he said with a serious face and quiet:
"Do not give in to despair, my master! You do not have to do is find a bag and give me a pair of boots to go into the woods, and after that I'll show you the part that is touched, not been treated as badly as you might believe. "
Although the master the cat does not take these words for cash, at any rate had seen it done all the games of skill to take the rats, now get with the dangling attached to the foot, or by doing the dead man, hidden in the flour, coll'aver that ended any hope of finding in him a little 'help in his misery.
As cat had what he wanted, bravely pulled on his boots, and putting the bag around his neck, took the strings forepaws and went into a rabbit hutch, where there were many rabbits.
Pose into his bag, a bit 'bran and sow-thistle: lying down on the ground as if dead, waited for some young rabbits, even novice chiapperelli of the world, to come and nestle in the bag by the neck to eat the stuff that c 'was inside.
soon as he was lying, he was immediately pardoned. Here's a rabbit, a young years of trial and who entered into his bag: and the good cat, immediately pulling the cord, took him and killed him without pity or mercy.
splendor of prey taken by the King went, and asked to speak.
They did go up in the neighborhoods of the King, which was where he entered a low bow to the king, and said
"Here, sire, a rabbit warren of the Marquis of Carabas," was the name that he liked to give to his master, "has asked me to present on his part."
"Tell your master," said the King "that I thank him and that made me a real gift."
Another time he went into hiding among the wheat, keeping his bag open, and as soon as we had entered into two partridges, pulled the rope and caught them both.
then ran to the King, as it did for the rabbit hutch. The King also liked very much the two partridges and give him a tip.
The cat in this manner continued for two or three months lead time to time to the Kings game hunting of his master.
One day having heard that the King had to go for a walk along the riverside with his daughter, the most beautiful princess in the world, said to his master
"If you listen to my advice, your fortune is made: you must go and bathe in the river, and specifically in the place that will tell you: the rest, leave it to me. "
The Marquis of Carabas did all that he advised his cat, not knowing what would have benefited.
While he was bathing, the King passed by, and the cat began to cry with what he had in his throat:
"Help, help! The Marquis of Carabas is drowning. "
to this cry, the King put his head out of the carriage door, and recognized the cat, which often brought him game, he ordered the guards who immediately ran to the aid of the Marquis of Carabas .
Meanwhile pulling up out of the water, the poor Marquis, the cat approaching the coach told the King that, while his master was bathing, the thieves had come to take away her clothes, though he had shouted at the thief with all the force of the lungs. The smart fine clothes he had hidden under a stone.
The King immediately gave orders to the officers of his wardrobe to fetch one of the most gorgeous clothing for the Marquis of Carabas.
The king used a thousand caresses, and since the suit they had brought at that moment stood out the merits of his person (because it was beautiful and very well done), Princess liked him and his genius, and took only a few glances of the Marquis of Carabas, very friendly but quite tender, for she I remain smitten.
He wanted the King who ascended in his carriage, and made the walk with them.
The cat, delighted to see that his plan was beginning to seize color, walked forward, and having met some farmers who sawed, said to them
"Good people who sawed the hay, if you do not tell the King that sawn from the lawn you belongs to the Marquis of Carabas, you shall be for purposes such as sliced \u200b\u200bmeat to make meatballs.
The King asked the sawyers in fact who it was sawed the lawn.
"and the Marquis of Carabas," they said in a voice because the threat of the cat had scared them.
"You have a beautiful possessions," said the King to the Marquis of Carabas.
"I see you, Sire," replied the marquis.
"This is a prairie, that there is a year that does not give me abundant harvest."
The good cat, who was always leading the way, he met the reapers, and said to them
"Good people sawn grain, if you say that all this corn belongs to the Marquis of Carabas, you will be crushed for purposes such as meat to make meatballs.
The King, who spent a few minutes later, wanted to know who belonged to all the grain he saw.
"It is the Marquis of Carabas," replied the reapers.
The king was glad the Marquis.
The cat, which always trotted out the carriage, repeating the same things to everyone he met along the way, and the King remained astonished of the great possessions of the Marquis of Carabas.
Finally the cat arrived at a beautiful castle, whose owner was an ogre, the richest that had ever seen, because all the lands which the king had crossed, depended on this castle. The cat
strove to know who this man was, and what he knew to do: and asked to speak with him, saying that the inconvenience would have seemed to pass so near his castle without paying homage and reverence.
The ogre received him with all courtesy that can have an ogre, and offered him a rest.
"I am assured," said the Cat, "that you have the power to be able to change at any animal species, and that you can, for one thing, turning into a lion and an elephant."
"Very true," answered the ogre suddenly, "and give you a try, you will see me become a lion."
The cat was so frightened by seeing a lion before his eyes, which quickly climbed up the gutters, but not without difficulty and danger, on account of his boots, which were not good at nothing to walk in the gutters de ' roofs.
Shortly thereafter, when the cat saw that the ogre had resumed its shape as before, fell down and confessed to having had a great fear.
"I have, moreover, assured," said the cat, "but this seems too big and I can not drink it, that you also have the power to take the form of smaller animals, as one might say, to change For example, in a mouse or a mole, but even these are things, let me repeat it, I seem to dream of this world! "
"Dream?" Said the ogre. "Now you'll see me !..."
And in saying so, it changed into a mouse, and began to run around the room.
But the cat, as quick as a flash, rushed upon him and ate it.
Meanwhile, the King who, from that part, saw the beautiful castle of the ogre, he wanted to enter.
The cat, who heard the noise of the carriage passed over the draw-bridge of the castle, ran to the king and said
"Your Majesty is welcome to this castle of the Marquis of Carabas."
"What!" Marquis, "cried the King," Even this is your castle? There is nothing more beautiful than this building and factories that surround it; visitiamolo inside, unless you uncomfortable. "
The Marquis gave his hand to the princess, and follow the King, who had climbed the first, entered a great hall, where they found laden a great snack, which the ogre had done to prepare for some of his friends who had come to see him, but had not dared to enter the castle, because they knew that the King was
The King, pleased that he could not say , the fine qualities of the Marquis of Carabas, like her daughter, who had mad, and seeing the great possessions he had, after four or five glasses emptied, said
"Mr. Marquis if you want to be my son, who is not you. "
The Marquis, with thousands of reverence, had regard for the high honor done him by the King, and the day after he married the princess.
The cat became a great lord, and if he continued to hunt for mice, he did it only for fun.
Enjoying peace in a rich heritage, passed on from father to son, it is always a good thing, but for young people, industry, skill and ingenuity svegliatezza worth more than any other inherited fortune.
From this side, the story of the Marquis of Carabas cat is very instructive, especially for cats and the Marquis of Carabas.
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