There were once three brothers who had fallen deeper and deeper into poverty, and at last their need was so great that they had to endure hunger, and had nothing to eat or drink. Then said they, "We cannot go on thus, we had better go into the world and seek our fortune." They therefore set out, and had already walked over many a long road and many a blade of grass, but had not yet met with good luck. One day they arrived in a great forest, and in the midst of it was a hill, and when they came nearer they saw that the hill was all silver. Then spoke the eldest, "Now I have found the good luck I wished for, and I desire nothing more." He took as much of the silver as he could possibly carry, and then turned back and went home again. But the two others said, "We want something more from good luck than mere silver," and did not touch it, but went onwards. After they had walked for two days longer without stopping, they came to a hill which was all gold. The second brother stopped, took thought with himself, and was undecided. "What shall I do?" said he; "shall I take for myself so much of this gold, that I have sufficient for all the rest of my life, or shall I go farther?" At length he made a decision, and putting as much into his pockets as would go in, said farewell to his brother, and went home. But the third said, "Silver and gold do not move me, I will not renounce my chance of fortune, perhaps something better still will be given me." He journeyed onwards, and when he had walked for three days, he got into a forest which was still larger than the one before, and never would come to an end, and as he found nothing to eat or to drink, he was all but exhausted. Then he climbed up a high tree to find out if up there he could see the end of the forest, but so far as his eye could pierce he saw nothing but the tops of trees. Then he began to descend the tree again, but hunger tormented him, and he thought to himself, "If I could but eat my fill once more!" When he got down he saw with astonishment a table beneath the tree richly spread with food, the steam of which rose up to meet him. "This time," said he, "my wish has been fulfilled at the right moment." And without inquiring who had brought the food, or who had cooked it, he approached the table, and ate with enjoyment until he had appeased his hunger. When he was done, he thought, "It would after all be a pity if the pretty little table-cloth were to be spoilt in the forest here," and folded it up tidily and put it in his pocket. Then he went onwards, and in the evening, when hunger once more made itself felt, he wanted to make a trial of his little cloth, and spread it out and said, "I wish thee to be covered with good cheer again," and scarcely had the wish crossed his lips than as many dishes with the most exquisite food on them stood on the table as there was room for. "Now I perceive," said he, "in what kitchen my cooking is done. Thou shalt be dearer to me than the mountains of silver and gold." For he saw plainly that it was a wishing-cloth. The cloth, however, was still not enough to enable him to sit down quietly at home; he preferred to wander about the world and pursue his fortune farther. One night he met, in a lonely wood, a dusty, black charcoal-burner, who was burning charcoal there, and had some potatoes by the fire, on which he was going to make a meal. "Good evening, blackbird!" said the youth. "How dost thou get on in thy solitude?" - "One day is like another," replied the charcoal-burner, "and every night potatoes! Hast thou a mind to have some, and wilt thou be my guest?" - "Many thanks," replied the traveler, "I won't rob thee of thy supper; thou didst not reckon on a visitor, but if thou wilt put up with what I have, thou shalt have an invitation." - "Who is to prepare it for thee?" said the charcoal-burner. "I see that thou hast nothing with thee, and there is no one within a two hours' walk who could give thee anything." - "And yet there shall be a meal," answered the youth, "and better than any thou hast ever tasted." Thereupon he brought his cloth out of his knapsack, spread it on the ground, and said, "Little cloth, cover thyself," and instantly boiled meat and baked meat stood there, and as hot as if it had just come out of the kitchen. The charcoal-burner stared, but did not require much pressing; he fell to, and thrust larger and larger mouthfuls into his black mouth. When they had eaten everything, the charcoal-burner smiled contentedly, and said, "Hark thee, thy table-cloth has my approval; it would be a fine thing for me in this forest, where no one ever cooks me anything good. I will propose an exchange to thee; there in the corner hangs a soldier's knapsack, which is certainly old and shabby, but in it lie concealed wonderful powers; but, as I no longer use it, I will give it to thee for the table-cloth." - "I must first know what these wonderful powers are," answered the youth. "That will I tell thee," replied the charcoal-burner; "every time thou tappest it with thy hand, a corporal comes with six men armed from head to foot, and they do whatsoever thou commandest them." - "So far as I am concerned," said the youth, "if nothing else can be done, we will exchange," and he gave the charcoal-burner the cloth, took the knapsack from the hook, put it on, and bade farewell. When he had walked a while, he wished to make a trial of the magical powers of his knapsack and tapped it. Immediately the seven warriors stepped up to him, and the corporal said, "What does my lord and ruler wish for?" - "March with all speed to the charcoal-burner, and demand my wishing-cloth back." They faced to the left, and it was not long before they brought what he required, and had taken it from the charcoal-burner without asking many questions. The young man bade them retire, went onwards, and hoped fortune would shine yet more brightly on him. By sunset he came to another charcoal-burner, who was making his supper ready by the fire. "If thou wilt eat some potatoes with salt, but with no dripping, come and sit down with me," said the sooty fellow. "No, he replied, this time thou shalt be my guest," and he spread out his cloth, which was instantly covered with the most beautiful dishes. They ate and drank together, and enjoyed themselves heartily. After the meal was over, the charcoal-burner said, "Up there on that shelf lies a little old worn-out hat which has strange properties: when any one puts it on, and turns it round on his head, the cannons go off as if twelve were fired all together, and they shoot down everything so that no one can withstand them. The hat is of no use to me, and I will willingly give it for thy table-cloth." - "That suits me very well," he answered, took the hat, put it on, and left his table-cloth behind him. Hardly, however, had he walked away than he tapped on his knapsack, and his soldiers had to fetch the cloth back again. "One thing comes on the top of another," thought he, "and I feel as if my luck had not yet come to an end." Neither had his thoughts deceived him. After he had walked on for the whole of one day, he came to a third charcoal-burner, who like the previous ones, invited him to potatoes without dripping. But he let him also dine with him from his wishing-cloth, and the charcoal-burner liked it so well, that at last he offered him a horn for it, which had very different properties from those of the hat. When any one blew it all the walls and fortifications fell down, and all towns and villages became ruins. He certainly gave the charcoal-burner the cloth for it, but he afterwards sent his soldiers to demand it back again, so that at length he had the knapsack, hat and horn, all three. "Now," said he, "I am a made man, and it is time for me to go home and see how my brothers are getting on."
When he reached home, his brothers had built themselves a handsome house with their silver and gold, and were living in clover. He went to see them, but as he came in a ragged coat, with his shabby hat on his head, and his old knapsack on his back, they would not acknowledge him as their brother. They mocked and said, "Thou givest out that thou art our brother who despised silver and gold, and craved for something still better for himself. He will come in his carriage in full splendour like a mighty king, not like a beggar," and they drove him out of doors. Then he fell into a rage, and tapped his knapsack until a hundred and fifty men stood before him armed from head to foot. He commanded them to surround his brothers' house, and two of them were to take hazel-sticks with them, and beat the two insolent men until they knew who he was. A violent disturbance arose, people ran together, and wanted to lend the two some help in their need, but against the soldiers they could do nothing. News of this at length came to the King, who was very angry, and ordered a captain to march out with his troop, and drive this disturber of the peace out of the town; but the man with the knapsack soon got a greater body of men together, who repulsed the captain and his men, so that they were forced to retire with bloody noses. The King said, "This vagabond is not brought to order yet," and next day sent a still larger troop against him, but they could do even less. The youth set still more men against them, and in order to be done the sooner, he turned his hat twice round on his head, and heavy guns began to play, and the king's men were beaten and put to flight. "And now," said he, "I will not make peace until the King gives me his daughter to wife, and I govern the whole kingdom in his name." He caused this to be announced to the King, and the latter said to his daughter, "Necessity is a hard nut to crack, what remains to me but to do what he desires? If I want peace and to keep the crown on my head, I must give thee away."
So the wedding was celebrated, but the King's daughter was vexed that her husband should be a common man, who wore a shabby hat, and put on an old knapsack. She wished much to get rid of him, and night and day studied how she could accomplished this. Then she thought to herself, "Is it possible that his wonderful powers lie in the knapsack?" and she dissembled and caressed him, and when his heart was softened, she said, "If thou wouldst but lay aside that ugly knapsack, it makes disfigures thee so, that I can't help being ashamed of thee." - "Dear child," said he, "this knapsack is my greatest treasure; as long as I have it, there is no power on earth that I am afraid of." And he revealed to her the wonderful virtue with which it was endowed. Then she threw herself in his arms as if she were going to kiss him, but dexterously took the knapsack off his shoulders, and ran away with it. As soon as she was alone she tapped it, and commanded the warriors to seize their former master, and take him out of the royal palace. They obeyed, and the false wife sent still more men after him, who were to drive him quite out of the country. Then he would have been ruined if he had not had the little hat. But his hands were scarcely at liberty before he turned it twice. Immediately the cannon began to thunder, and struck down everything, and the King's daughter herself was forced to come and beg for mercy. As she entreated in such moving terms, and promised amendment, he allowed himself to be persuaded and granted her peace. She behaved in a friendly manner to him, and acted as if she loved him very much, and after some time managed so to befool him, that he confided to her that even if someone got the knapsack into his power, he could do nothing against him so long as the old hat was still his. When she knew the secret, she waited until he was asleep, and then she took the hat away from him, and had it thrown out into the street. But the horn still remained to him, and in great anger he blew it with all his strength. Instantly all walls, fortifications, towns, and villages, toppled down, and crushed the King and his daughter to death. And had he not put down the horn and had blown just a little longer, everything would have been in ruins, and not one stone would have been left standing on another. Then no one opposed him any longer, and he made himself King of the whole country.
C'erano una volta tre fratelli tanto poveri e, quando la loro miseria crebbe al punto che essi non avevano più nulla da mettere sotto i denti, decisero di andarsene in giro per il mondo per cercare fortuna altrove. Cammina cammina per campi e strade, arrivarono infine in un gran bosco dove c'era un monte d'argento. Il maggiore, soddisfatto, ne prese quanto poteva trasportarne e ritornò a casa; gli altri due invece si augurarono una maggior fortuna, perciò non toccarono l'argento e proseguirono. Dopo aver fatto un bel pezzo di strada, arrivarono a una montagna che era tutta d'oro. Il secondo fratello disse: -Che devo fare? Devo arricchirmi con quest'oro, o andare avanti?-. Si fermò a riflettere, ma alla fine si mise in tasca tutto quel che pot‚ e se ne ritornò a casa. Il fratello minore invece pensò: "Oro e argento non mi toccano: non voglio perdere la mia fortuna, forse mi aspetta qualcosa di meglio-. Lasciò l'oro dov'era, proseguì e dopo tre giorni giunse in un'immensa foresta che non finiva mai; e siccome egli non aveva da mangiare n‚ da bere, fu sul punto di morire di fame. Allora salì su di un albero alto, per vedere se di lassù riusciva a scorgere il limite del bosco, ma non vide che cime d'alberi a perdita d'occhio. Scese dall'albero pensando: "Potessi almeno saziarmi una volta!." Quando fu a terra il suo desiderio si era esaudito: ai piedi dell'albero si trovava infatti un tavolo abbondantemente apparecchiato con cibi di ogni sorta il cui profumo giunse alle sue narici. -Viene proprio a proposito!- diss'egli, s'avvicinò alla tavola e mangiò di gusto finché‚ si fu cavata la fame. Quand'ebbe finito, prese la tovaglietta, la piegò accuratamente e la mise nella bisaccia. Poi proseguì e la sera, quando ebbe di nuovo fame, tirò fuori la tovaglietta, la spiegò e disse: -Desidero che tu ti copra di cibi squisiti-. E d'un tratto comparve una gran quantità di piatti di portata colmi di ogni ben di Dio. Egli comprese così che si trattava di una tovaglietta magica ed esclamò: -Mi sei ben più cara dell'argento e dell'oro!-. Ma non volle ancora tornare a casa e proseguì il suo cammino in giro per il mondo. Una sera giunse da un carbonaio che stava facendo carbone e aveva messo sul fuoco delle patate per cena. Chiacchierarono un po'. Poi il carbonaio invitò il giovane a mangiare le patate con lui. -No- rispose -non voglio toglierti la cena; sarai tu a essere mio ospite.- -E chi preparerà?- disse il carbonaio. -Vedo bene che non hai niente con te.- -Eppure sarà un'ottima cena- rispose il giovane. Prese dalla bisaccia la tovaglietta, la spiegò, formulò il suo desiderio, ed ecco apparire i piatti già bell'e pronti. Il carbonaio strabuzzò gli occhi per lo stupore, ma poi allungò la mano e si servì. Quand'ebbero finito di mangiare, il carbonaio disse: -La tua tovaglietta mi piace, se vuoi fare cambio ti do un vecchio zaino militare che è dotato di virtù magiche e che io non uso più-. -In che cosa consiste la sua virtù?- domandò il giovane. Il carbonaio rispose: -Se lo batti con la mano, compare ogni volta un caporale con sei uomini provvisti di moschetto e arma bianca, ed essi fanno quello che tu ordini-. -Se così deve essere- rispose l'altro -il cambio mi sta bene.- Così il carbonaio si tenne la tovaglietta, mentre il giovane se ne andò con lo zaino. Quand'ebbe fatto un tratto di strada disse: -Devo provare le virtù magiche dello zaino- e bussò. Subito comparvero i sette eroi e il caporale disse: -Cosa comanda il mio signore?-. -Andate dal carbonaio e riprendetegli la tovaglietta magica.- Fianco sinist e, dopo non molto tempo, ritornarono con l'oggetto richiesto, sottratto al carbonaio senza fare troppi complimenti. Egli ordinò loro di ritirarsi e proseguì, sperando che la fortuna lo favorisse sempre. Al tramonto arrivò da un altro carbonaio che si stava preparando la cena sul fuoco. -Salute a te!- disse il carbonaio. -Se vuoi mangiare con me patate senza strutto, non hai che da servirti.- -No- rispose egli -per questa volta sarai tu mio ospite.- Stese la tovaglietta che subito si ricoprì di ogni ben di Dio, ed essi mangiarono e bevvero insieme allegramente. Dopo cena il carbonaio disse: -Darei l'anima per avere la tua tovaglietta! Là c'è un cappellino che non mi serve a nulla: se uno lo mette in testa e lo fa girare, le colubrine sparano come se ne avessero appostate dodici in fila e distruggono tutto. Se mi lasci la tovaglietta ti darò il cappello-. Il giovane accettò, prese il cappello e lasciò la tovaglietta. Ma non aveva fatto molta strada che picchiò sul suo zaino e disse al caporale: -Vai con i tuoi sei uomini e riportami la tovaglietta magica-. I soldati gliela riportarono: così egli ci guadagnò il cappello. Tuttavia non voleva fare ritorno a casa e pensava: "Non è ancora ora che torni; devo proseguire." Ma il bosco non aveva fine, ed egli dovette camminare ancora per un giorno intero. La sera giunse da un terzo carbonaio che, come gli altri, lo invitò a mangiare patate senza strutto. Ma egli divise con lui la cena della tovaglietta magica, e il carbonaio mangiò così di gusto, che finì coll'offrirgli una cornetta. A suonarla crollavano tutte le fortificazioni, le città e i villaggi. Egli lascio la tovaglietta al carbonaio, ma la fece reclamare subito dopo dalla soldatesca, sicché‚ alla fine aveva zaino, cappellino e cornetta insieme. -Ora sono a posto- disse -è tempo che faccia ritorno a casa a vedere come se la passano i miei fratelli.- All'arrivo, trovò che essi vivevano nel fasto grazie alla ricchezza accumulata. Ma quando lo scorsero, in abiti vecchi e laceri, non vollero riconoscerlo e lo scacciarono. Allora egli andò in collera e picchiò sullo zaino finché‚ non ebbe davanti centocinquanta uomini. Ordinò loro di dare una bella lezione ai due fratelli, perché‚ si ricordassero chi egli fosse. Scoppiò un gran baccano, e l'intero paese accorse in aiuto dei due malcapitati; i soldati, tuttavia, erano invincibili. Ne fu informato il re che mandò un capitano con la sua truppa. Ma l'uomo dagli strumenti magici, vedendoli venire, picchiò sullo zaino e radunò altri soldati e cavalieri, sicché‚ il capitano e i suoi uomini furono respinti e dovettero ritirarsi con la faccia pesta. Il re disse: -Bisogna assolutamente sottometterlo!- e il giorno seguente gli mandò contro truppe più numerose. Ma il giovane picchiò sullo zaino finché‚ non si trovò davanti un intero esercito schierato, al quale ordinò di scagliarsi sul nemico. Poi girò un paio di volte il suo cappellino: allora incominciarono a sparare le artiglierie pesanti e gli uomini del re furono battuti e messi in fuga. -Adesso non faccio la pace- diss'egli -se non mi danno la principessa in sposa, e tutto il regno da governare in nome del re.- Il re disse alla figlia: -E' dura da digerire, ma se voglio mantenere la pace e conservare la corona, devo cederti-. Così furono celebrate le nozze, ma la principessa non accettava di essere stata costretta a sposare un uomo tanto sgradevole; rimuginava giorno e notte sul modo di sbarazzarsene e nessun pensiero le era più gradito. Tentò di scoprire su che cosa si fondasse il suo potere, ed egli stesso finì col rivelarle la magia dello zaino. Allora ella prese a fargli mille moine per farselo dare e quando finalmente lo ottenne, abbandonò il marito. Allora egli radunò l'esercito, ma la principessa picchiò sullo zaino aumentando del doppio il numero dei propri soldati. Egli sarebbe stato perduto se non avesse avuto il cappellino. Se lo mise in testa e lo fece girare un paio di volte: subito presero a tuonare le artiglierie e tutto crollò; sicché‚ la principessa stessa dovette andare a chiedere grazia. Egli si lasciò persuadere e le accordò la pace. Dopo non molto tempo, la principessa ricominciò a fare delle indagini e, accortasi dei poteri del cappellino, riuscì a convincere il marito a farselo dare a furia di chiacchiere. Ma non appena l'ebbe ottenuto, fece cacciare lo sposo, pensando così di averla spuntata. Ma egli prese la cornetta e si mise a suonarla: e subito crollarono mura e fortini, città e villaggi, seppellendo il re e la principessa. E se egli non avesse deposto la cornetta e l'avesse suonata ancora un po', tutto sarebbe finito in un cumulo di macerie e non sarebbe rimasta pietra su pietra. Così sopravvisse solo lui e regnò su tutto il paese.