Literatura


A long time ago there was a miller who had a very pretty girl.
One day the king came to the town were they lived.
Wanting to please the king the miller told him the girl could spin anything into gold.
"She can spin straw into gold", he said.
"That would please me", said the king. "But I do not know how it can be so". "Bring the girl to me. If she cannot do what you said things will go hard with you".
The miller was upset, but he took the girl to the king.
The king took the girl into a room filled with straw.
Then he pointed to a spinning wheel and said,
"Now spin! If you have not turned the straw into gold by morning things will go hard with the miller, but if you fill this room with gold then I will marry you. I will marry you and make you queen."
When the king left the room, the girl began to weep. She could not spin straw into gold and she did not know what to do.
Then into the room came an ugly little man.
"Hello,"said the ugly little man."Why do you weep?"
"Oh!", said the girl. "The king told me to spin all of this straw into gold, but I don't know how."
"What will you give me if I spin it for you?"asked the ugly little man.
"I have nothing to give," said the girl.
"You are going to marry the king," said the ugly little man."Will you give me the first baby you have when you are queen?"
"Yes, yes," said the girl. "Anything! Just do not tarry. Spin the straw into gold."
The little man began to spin.
By morning the room was filled with gold. The king was very pleased and wed the girl.
In time, the king and queen had a fine baby girl. Then one day, the ugly little man came to the queen.
"This baby is mine," he said. "You told me you would give me your first baby."
"I will give you all the gold I have," said the queen.
"I do not want gold," said the ugly little man. "You said you would give me your baby. She is all that I want."
The queen began to weep and the ugly little man was sorry for her.
"I will give you three days to guess my name," he said. "If by then you cannot, you must give me the baby."
When the little man left, the queen sent a man to every part of the land.
"Bring me all the boys names you hear," she said. "Do not tarry, for if you are not back in three days I must give my baby away."
That night the queen wrote down all the boys names she could think of.
The following day, when the little man came the queen showed him the names. But when he had read each one he laughed and said,
"That is not my name I will be back tommorrow!"
After the ugly little man left, the queen asked everyone to write down boys' names for her.
When the little man came the following day, she showed him those names. Each time the little man read a name, he laughed and said,
"That is not my name! You have one more day," he told the queen."If you have not guessed my name by tomorrow night I will take the baby."
The following day, the queen's man came backwith the names he had found.
When the queen looked at the names she began to weep.
"I could find no other boys' names," said the queen's man. "But as I rode in the woods, I saw a little house. Before the house was a fire. Before the fire, sat an ugly little man. As he sat, he sang,

"Today I sit, tomorrow I bake.
The day after that the queens baby I take.
The queen's man rides to help her quest,
But Rumpelstilskin she won't guess.

The queen was pleased. Her quest was ended.
That night, when the little man came, the queen showed him the names. Each time he read a name, the ugly little man said,
"That is not my name!"
Then the queen asked,
"Is your name Rumpelstilskin?"
"You cannot know! You cannot know!" shouted the ugly little man.
Then he jumped up and down. Harder and harder he jumped till the ground gave way under him.
The queen never saw Rumpelstilskin again.


Demult era un morar care avea o fata foarte draguta.
Intr-o zi regele a venit in orasul in care locuiau.
Vrand sa faca placere regelui morarul i-a spus acestuia ca fata poate sa toarca fir de aur din orice.
- Poate sa toarca fir de aur din paie", zise el.
- Asta m-ar multumi, spuse regele. Dar nu vad cum e posibil. Adu-mi fata. Dar daca nu poate sa faca asa cum spui, iti va merge greu.
Morarul fu necajit, dar duse fata regelui.
Regele duse fata intr-o camera plina cu paie.
Arata spre o roata de tors si zise:
- Acum toarce! Daca n-ai tors paiele in fir de aur pana dimineata va fi vai si amar de morar, dar daca-mi umpli camera de aur atunci ma insor cu tine. Ma insor cu tine si te fac regina.
Cand regele pleca din camera, fata incepu sa planga. Nu putea sa toarca paie in fir de caur si nu stia ce sa faca.
Atunci in camera aparu un omulet urat.
- Buna seara, zise omuletul cel urat. De ce plangi?
- Vai, spuse fata. Regele mi-a spus sa torc toate paiele astea in fir de aur, dar eu nu stiu cum.
- Ce-mi dai daca ti le torc eu? intreba omuletul urat.
- Nu am nimic sa-ti dau, zise fata.
- Ai sa te mariti cu regele, spuse omuletul. Imi dai primul copil pe care o sa-l ai ca regina?
- Da, da, spuse fata. Orice! Numai sa te apuci mai repede. Toarce paiele in fir de aur.
Omuletul incepu sa toarca.
Pana dimineata camera era plina cu aur. Regele fu foarte multumit si se insura cu fata.
In timp, regele si regina avura o fetita. Intr-o zi omuletul cel urat veni la regina.
- Copilul e al meu, spuse el. Mi-ai spus ca ai sa-mi dai mie primul copil.
- Iti dau tot aurul pe care il am, spuse regina.
- Nu vreau aur, spuse omuletul cel urat. Ai spus ca imi dai fetita. Ea e tot ce vreau.
Regina incepu sa planga si omuletului urat i se facu mila de ea.
- Iti dau trei zile, sa-mi ghicesti numele, spuse el. Daca pana atunci nu poti trebuie sa-mi dai mie copilul.
Cand omuletul pleca regina trimise un om in toate colturile regatului.
- Adu-mi toate numele de baieti pe care le auzi, spuse ea. Nu intarzia, pentru ca daca nu te intorci in trei zile trebuie sa-mi dau copilul.
In noaptea aceea regina scrise toate numele de baieti care ii venira in minte.
A doua zi, cand omuletul veni regina ii aratat numele. Dar dupa ce le citi pe toate omuletul rase si zise:
- Numele meu nu e acolo. Ma intorc maine.
Dupa ce omuletul cel urat pleca, regina ruga pe toti sa ii scrie nume de baieti.
Cand omuletul veni a doua zi ea ii arata numele acelea. De cate ori citea un nume omuletul radea si zicea:
- Acela nu e numele meu. Mai ai o zi, ii spuse reginei. Daca nu mi-ai ghicit numele pana maine seara iti iau copilul.
A doua zi omul reginei se intoarse cu numele pe care le gasise.
Cand regina se uita la nume incepu sa planga.
- Alte nume de baieti nu am gasit, spuse omul reginei. Dar pe cand calaream prin padure am vazut o casuta. In fata casei era un foc. In fata focului statea un omulet urat. Pe cand statea a inceput sa cante:

"Astazi stau, maine gatesc
O zi dupa aceea copilul reginei il iau
Omul reginei merge calare sa-i ajute cautarea
Dar Rumpelstilskin ea nu va ghici"

Regina era multumita. Cautarea se terminase.
In noaptea aceea cand veni omuletul, regina ii arata numele. De cate ori citea un nume omuletul cel urat zicea:
- Acela nu e numele meu!
Atunci regina intreba:
- Este numele tau Rumpelstilskin?
- N-ai cum sa stii! n-ai cum sa stii! striga omuletul cel urat.
Apoi incepu sa sara. Din ce in ce mai tare sari pana cand pamantul sub el se surpa.
Regina nu-l mai vazu niciodata pe Rumpelstilskin.