日本語

なまけ者の糸つむぎ女

ENGLISH

The lazy spinner


昔ある村に亭主とおかみさんが住んでいました。おかみさんはとても怠け者で何につけても働く気がありませんでした。亭主が紡ぐために何を渡しても終わらせることはなく、実際に紡いでも紡いだものを巻かないで、からまって山にしてほうっておくのでした。亭主が小言を言うと、おかみさんはいつもすぐ言い返しました。「だって、どうやって巻くの?巻き枠がないのにさ?森へ行って枠を作ってよ。」「そういうことなら」と亭主は言いました。「森へ行って巻き枠をつくる木をとってくるよ。」するとおかみさんは(亭主が木を持ってきて巻き枠を作れば、自分は糸を巻かなくてはならないし、それからまた糸を紡がなくてはならない)と心配になりました。おかみさんはちょっと考えていましたが、うまい考えが浮かびました。それでこっそりと亭主のあとをつけて森へ行きました。亭主が木を選んで切ろうと木に登ったとき、おかみさんは、亭主に見えない下のしげみにはいり、叫びました。

亭主は耳をすまし、少しの間斧をおろし、一体どういう意味だろうかと考え始めました。しばらくしてとうとう「いったい何だっていうんだ?耳鳴りがしていたにちがいない。何でもないのにこわがったりしないぞ。」と言って、また斧をつかみ、切り始めました。するとまた下から叫び声が聞こえました。

亭主はピタッと止まり、こわくなって、事態を考えてみました。しかし、しばらくしてまた気を取り戻し、三回目に斧に手を伸ばし切り始めました。しかし、だれかが三度目に大声で叫びました。

もうたくさんでした。亭主はすっかりやる気をなくしてしまい、急いで木から降りると、家に帰り始めました。おかみさんは亭主より先に家に着くために脇道を通って一生懸命走りました。それで亭主が居間に入って来たとき、何もなかったように何食わぬ顔をして、「あら、巻き枠のいい木をとってきたの?」と言いました。「いや」と亭主は言いました。「巻くのはよくないとわかったよ。」それで森であったことをおかみさんに話し、それからはおかみさんは糸巻きのことでうるさく言われず安心でした。

ところが、しばらくすると、亭主は家の中が散らかっているとまた文句を言いだしました。「お前な」と亭主は言いました。「紡ぎ糸がからまったままそこにあるのは本当にみっともないぞ!」「そうね」とおかみさんは言いました。「巻き枠がまだ手にはいらないんだから、あんたが屋根裏に上って行って、私は下に立っているわ。糸をあんたに投げ上げるから、あんたはそれを落としてよこしてよ。それで結局は一かせの束になるわよ。」「よし、それでいいだろう」と亭主は言いました。そういうわけで二人はそうして、それが終わると、亭主は、「糸が束になったぞ。今度は煮なくてはいけないな。」と言いました。おかみさんはまた気が重くなりました。きっぱりと「ええ、明日の朝早く煮ましょう」と言いましたが、密かに別の計略を練っていました。

朝早くおかみさんは起きて、火をもやし、釜をかけ、ただ糸の代わりに麻屑のかたまりを入れ、煮ました。そのあとベッドにまだねていた亭主のところに行き、「ちょっと出かけなくちゃいけないの。あんた、起きて、火にかけてある釜の中の糸を見てちょうだい。だけどすぐにやらなくちゃいけないわ。気をつけてよ。おんどりが時をつくるときにあんたが糸のところに立っていないようなら、糸は麻屑になるからね。」亭主は承知してぐずぐずしないように用心し、大急ぎで起きて台所に行きました。しかし、釜のところに着いて中を覗くと、恐ろしいことに、麻屑のかたまりしか見えませんでした。それで、かわいそうに亭主は、自分が失敗した、自分のせいだ、と考えて、ねずみのように静かになってしまい、それからはもう糸や糸紡ぎのことは言わなくなりました。

まあだけど、あなただって、これは鼻もちならない女だって認めるにちがいありませんよ。
In a certain village there once lived a man and his wife, and the wife was so idle that she would never work at anything; whatever her husband gave her to spin, she did not get done, and what she did spin she did not wind, but let it all remain entangled in a heap. If the man scolded her, she was always ready with her tongue, and said, "Well, how should I wind it, when I have no reel? Just you go into the forest and get me one." - "If that is all," said the man, "then I will go into the forest, and get some wood for making reels." Then the woman was afraid that if he had the wood he would make her a reel of it, and she would have to wind her yarn off, and then begin to spin again. She bethought herself a little, and then a lucky idea occurred to her, and she secretly followed the man into the forest, and when he had climbed into a tree to choose and cut the wood, she crept into the thicket below where he could not see her, and cried,

"He who cuts wood for reels shall die,
And he who winds, shall perish."
The man listened, laid down his axe for a moment, and began to consider what that could mean. "Hollo," he said at last, "what can that have been; my ears must have been singing, I won't alarm myself for nothing." So he again seized the axe, and began to hew, then again there came a cry from below:

"He who cuts wood for reels shall die,
And he who winds, shall perish."
He stopped, and felt afraid and alarmed, and pondered over the circumstance. But when a few moments had passed, he took heart again, and a third time he stretched out his hand for the axe, and began to cut. But some one called out a third time, and said loudly,

"He who cuts wood for reels shall die,
And he who winds, shall perish."
That was enough for him, and all inclination had departed from him, so he hastily descended the tree, and set out on his way home. The woman ran as fast as she could by by-ways so as to get home first. So when he entered the parlour, she put on an innocent look as if nothing had happened, and said, "Well, have you brought a nice piece of wood for reels?" - "No," said he, "I see very well that winding won't do," and told her what had happened to him in the forest, and from that time forth left her in peace about it. Neverthless after some time, the man again began to complain of the disorder in the house. "Wife," said he, "it is really a shame that the spun yarn should lie there all entangled!" - "I'll tell you what," said she, "as we still don't come by any reel, go you up into the loft, and I will stand down below, and will throw the yarn up to you, and you will throw it down to me, and so we shall get a skein after all." - "Yes, that will do," said the man. So they did that, and when it was done, he said, "The yarn is in skeins, now it must be boiled." The woman was again distressed; She certainly said, "Yes, we will boil it next morning early." but she was secretly contriving another trick.
Early in the morning she got up, lighted a fire, and put the kettle on, only instead of the yarn, she put in a lump of tow, and let it boil. After that she went to the man who was still lying in bed, and said to him, "I must just go out, you must get up and look after the yarn which is in the kettle on the fire, but you must be at hand at once; mind that, for if the cock should happen to crow, and you are not attending to the yarn, it will become tow." The man was willing and took good care not to loiter. He got up as quickly as he could, and went into the kitchen. But when he reached the kettle and peeped in, he saw, to his horror, nothing but a lump of tow. Then the poor man was as still as a mouse, thinking he had neglected it, and was to blame, and in future said no more about yarn and spinning. But you yourself must own she was an odious woman!




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