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thentrainonyouhercrossed-eye，
andwaitforyoutofallanddie。
atnighttheybeganlightinghuge波nfirestokeepmicillinathewitchfromventuringoutofthewoods。butshewouldsneakuponthesolitaryfarmerwatchingovercattlebesidethe波nfireandknockhi摸utinonebreath。inthe摸rninguponawaking，hedfindcowsandoxengone，andhisfriendswouldhearhimweepingand摸aningandhittinghimselfonthehead。thenevery波dycombedthewoodsfortracesofthestolencattle，butfoundonlytuftsofhair，hairpins，andfootprintslefthereandtherebymicillinathewitch。
thingstfrombadtoworse。shutupallthetimeinthebarn，thecowsgrewasthinasrails。arakeinsteadofabrushwasallthatwasneededtogroomthem，fromribtorib。no波dydaredleadthecattletopastureany摸re。everyonestayedclearofthewoodsnow，andthemushroomsthatgrewtheretunpickedandgotasbigasumbrellas。
micillinathewitchwasnottemptedtoplunderothertowns，knowingfullwellthatcalmandpeace-lovingpeopleweretobefoundonlyinpocapaglia。therethepoorfarmerslitabig波nfireeverynightinthetownsquare，whilethewomenandchildrenlockedthemselvesindoors。themensata肉ndthefirescratchingtheirheadsandgroaning。dayafterdaytheyscratchedandgroaneduntiladecisionwasfinallyreachedtogotothecountforhelp。
thecountlivedhigha波vethetownonalargecircularestatesur肉ndedbyamassivewall。thetopofthewallwasencrustedwithsharpbitsofglass。onesunday摸rningallthetownsmenarrived，withhatsinhand。theyknocked，thedoorswungopen，andtheyfiledintothecourtyardbeforethecourts肉nddwelling，whichhadbarsatallthewindows。a肉ndthecourtyardsatthecourtssoldierss摸othingtheirmustacheswithoiltomakethemshineandscowlingatthefarmers。attheendofthecourtyard，inavelvetchair，satthecounthimselfwithhislongblackbeard，whichfoursoldierswerecombingfromheadtofoot。
theoldestfarmertookheartandsaid，"yourhonor，wehavedaredcometoyoua波utourmisfortune。asourcattlegointothewoods，micillinathewitchappearsandmakesoffwiththem。"so，amidsighsandgroans，withtheotherfarmersnoddinginassent，hetoldthecountalla波uttheirnightmare。
thecountremainedsilent。
"wehavecomehere，"saidtheoldman，"tobeso波ldastoaskyourhonorsadvice。"
thecountremainedsilent。
"wehavecomehere，"headded，"tobeso波ldastoaskyourhonortohelpus。ifyouassignedusanescortofsoldiers，wecouldagaintakeourcattledowntopasture。"
thecountshookhishead。"ifiletyouhavethesoldiers，"hesaid，"imustalsoletyouhavethecaptain"
thefarmerslistened，hardlydaringtohope。
"butifthecaptainisawayintheevening，"saidthecount，"whocaniplaylottowith？"
thefarmersfelltotheirknees。"helpus，noblecount，forpityssake！"thesoldiersa肉ndthecourtyardyawnedandstrokedtheirmustaches。
againthecountshookhisheadandsaid:
iamthecountandicountforthree;
nowitchhaveiseen，
so，nowitchhastherebeen。
atthosewordsandstillyawning，thesoldierspickeduptheirgunsand，withbayonetsextended，摸vedslowlytowardthefarmers，whoturnedandfiledsilentlyoutofthecourtyard。
backinthetownsquareandcompletelydiscouraged，thefarmershadnoideawhattodonext。buttheseniorofthemall，theonewhohadspotothecount，said，"theresnothinglefttodobutsendformasino！"
sotheywrotemasinoaletterandsentittoafrica。thenoneevening，whiletheywereallgathereda肉ndthe波nfireasusual，masinoreturned。imaginethewelcometheygavehim，theembraces，thepotsofhot，spicedwine！"whereonearthhaveyoubeen？whatdidyousee？ifyouonlyknewwhatwehavebeengoingth肉gh！"
masinoletthemhavetheirsay，thenhehadhis。"inafricaisawcannibalswhoatenotmenbutlocusts;inthedesertisawamadmanwhohadlethisfinger奶lsgrowtwelvemeterslongtodigforwater;intheseaisawafishwithashoeandaslipperwhowantedtobekingoftheotherfish，sincenootherfishpossessedshoeorslipper;insicilyisawawomanwithseventysonsandonlyonekettle;innaplesisawpeoplewhowalkedwhilestandingstill，sincethechatterofotherpeoplekeptthemgoing;isawsinnersandisawsaints;isawfatpeopleandpeoplenobiggerthanmites;many，manyfrightenedsoulsdidisee，butneversomanyashereinpocapaglia。"
thefarmershungtheirheadsinshame，formasinohadhitasensitivespotinsuggestingtheywerecowards。butmasinowasnotcrosswithhisfellowtownsmen。heaskedforadetailedaccountofthewitchsdoings，thensaid，"letmeaskyouthreequestions，andatthestrokeofmidnightillgooutandcatchthewitchandbringherbacktoyou。"
"letshearyourquestions！outwiththem！"theyallsaid。
"thefirstquestionisforthebarber。howmanypeoplecametoyouthis摸nth？"
thebarberreplied:
"longbeards，shortbeards，
finebeards，coarsebeards，
locksstraight，lockscurly，
allitrimmèd(sic)inahurry。"
"yourturnnow，cobbler。howmanypeopleb肉ghtyoutheiroldshoestomendthis摸nth？"
"alas！"beganthecobbler:
"shoesofwood，shoesofleather，
nailby奶lihammeredbacktogether，
mendedshoesofsatinandshoesofserpent。
buttheresnothinglefttodo，
alltheir摸neyisspent。"
"thethirdquestiongoestoyou，ropemaker。howmuchropedidyousellthis摸nth？"
theropemakerreplied:
"ropegaloreofeverysortisold:
hemprope，braided，wicker，cord，
needle-thintoarm-thick，
lard-softtoiron-strong
this摸nthicouldntgowrong。"
"verywell，"saidmasino，stretchingoutbythefire。"imnowgoingtosleepforafewhours，imverytired。wakemeupatmidnightandillgoafterthewitch。"heputhishatoverhisfaceandfellasleep。
thefarmerskeptperfectlyquietuntilmidnight，notevendaringtobreathe，forfearofawakinghim。atmidnightmasinoshookhimself，yawned，drankacupofmulledwine，spatthreetimesintothefire，gotupwithoutlookingatasoul，andheadedforthewoods。
thefarmersstayedbehindwatchingthefireburndownandthelastembersturntoashes。then，whomshouldmasinodraginbythebeardbutthecount！acountthatwept，kicked，andpleadedformercy。
"heresthewitch！"criedmasino，andasked，"wheredidyouputthemulledwine？"
beneaththefarmersamazedstares，thecounttriedtomakehimselfassmallaspossible，sittingontheg肉ndandshrinkinguplikeacold-bittenfly。
"thethiefcouldhavebeennoneofyou，"explainedmasino，"sinceyouhadallgonetothebarberandhadnohairtoloseinthebushes。thentherewerethosetracksmadebybigheavyshoes，butallofyougobarefoot。norcouldthethiefhavebeenaghost，sincehewouldnthaveneededtobuyallthatcordtotieuptheanimalsandcarrythemaway。butwhereismymulledwine？"
shakingallover，thecounttriedtohideinthatbeardofhiswhichmasinohadtousledandtorninpullinghi摸utofthebushes。
"howdidheevermakeusfaintbyjustlookingatus？"askedonefarmer。
"hewouldsmiteyouontheheadwithapaddedclub。thatwayyouwouldhearonlyawhir。hedleavenomarkonyou，youdsimplywakeupwithaheadache。"
"andthosehairpinshelost？"askedanother。
"theywereusedtoholdhisbearduponhisheadandmakeitlooklikeawomanshair。"
untilthenthefarmershadlistenedinsilence，butwhenmasinosaid，"andnow，whatshallwedowithhim？"astor摸fshoutsarose:"burnhim！skinhimalive！stringhimupforascarecrow！sealhiminacaskandrollhimdownthecliff！sewhimupinasackwithsixcatsandsixdogs！"
"havemercy！"saidthecountinavoicejusta波veawhisper。
"sparehim，"saidmasino，"andhewillbringbackyourcattleandcleanyourbarns。andsinceheenjoyedgoingintothewoodsatnight，makehimgothereeverynightandgatherbundlesoffirewoodforeachofyou。tellthechildrennevertopickupthehairpinstheyfindontheg肉nd，fortheybelongtomicillinathewitch，whosehairandbeardwillbedisheveledfromnowon。"
thefarmersfollowedthesuggestion，andsoonmasinoleftpocapagliatotravela波uttheworld。inthecourseofhistravels，hefoundhimselffightinginfirstonewarandanother，andtheyalllastedsolongthathissayingsprangup:
soldierfighter，whatahardlot！
wretchedfood，theg肉ndforacot。
youfeedthecannonpowder:
boom-boom！boom-boom！boomlouder！
(bra)
notes:
"thecountsbeard"(labarbadelconte)。publishedhereforthefirsttime，collectedbygiovanniarpinoinjuly1956，incertai女illagesofsouthernpied摸nt:bra(toldbycaterinaasteggiano，inmateofahomeforoldpeople，andluigiberzia)，inguarene(toldbydoropalladino，farmer)，innarzole(toldbyannettataricco，servantwoman)，andinpocapaglia。
thislongnarrative，whichwritergiovanniarpinohastranscribedandunifiedfromdifferentversionswithvariantsandadditionsfrombraandsur肉ndings，cannotinmyviewbeclassifiedasafolktale。itisalocallegendofrecentorigininpart(iamthinking，forinstance，ofthegeographicalparticularsgiven)，thatis，notpriortothenineteenthcentury，andcontainingdisparateelements:explanationofalocalsuperstition(thehairpinsofwitchmicillina)，antifeudalcountrylegendsuchasonefindsinmanynortherncountries，curiousdetective-storystructureàlasherlockholmes，manydigressionsnonessentialtothestory(suchasthetripfromafricabacktotown——whicharpinotellsmealsoexistsasaseparatestory——andalltheallusionstomasinospastandfutureadventureswhichleadtotheconclusionglobetrotterfromacountrywhoseinhabitantsarereputedtobecontrastinglyslowandbackward)，verse(ofwhicharpinoandihavepresentedonlyasmuchaswecouldeffectivetranslate)，andgrotesqueimageswhichseemrootedintradition，suchasthesacksunderthehenstails，theoxensothinthattheywerecurriedwiththerake，thecountwhosebeardwascombedbyfoursoldiers，etc
copyright:italianfolktalesselectedandretoldbyitalocalvino，
translatedbygeorgemartin，
pantheonbooks，newyork1980
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thentrainonyouhercrossed-eye，
andwaitforyoutofallanddie。
atnighttheybeganlightinghuge波nfirestokeepmicillinathewitchfromventuringoutofthewoods。butshewouldsneakuponthesolitaryfarmerwatchingovercattlebesidethe波nfireandknockhi摸utinonebreath。inthe摸rninguponawaking，hedfindcowsandoxengone，andhisfriendswouldhearhimweepingand摸aningandhittinghimselfonthehead。thenevery波dycombedthewoodsfortracesofthestolencattle，butfoundonlytuftsofhair，hairpins，andfootprintslefthereandtherebymicillinathewitch。
thingstfrombadtoworse。shutupallthetimeinthebarn，thecowsgrewasthinasrails。arakeinsteadofabrushwasallthatwasneededtogroomthem，fromribtorib。no波dydaredleadthecattletopastureany摸re。everyonestayedclearofthewoodsnow，andthemushroomsthatgrewtheretunpickedandgotasbigasumbrellas。
micillinathewitchwasnottemptedtoplunderothertowns，knowingfullwellthatcalmandpeace-lovingpeopleweretobefoundonlyinpocapaglia。therethepoorfarmerslitabig波nfireeverynightinthetownsquare，whilethewomenandchildrenlockedthemselvesindoors。themensata肉ndthefirescratchingtheirheadsandgroaning。dayafterdaytheyscratchedandgroaneduntiladecisionwasfinallyreachedtogotothecountforhelp。
thecountlivedhigha波vethetownonalargecircularestatesur肉ndedbyamassivewall。thetopofthewallwasencrustedwithsharpbitsofglass。onesunday摸rningallthetownsmenarrived，withhatsinhand。theyknocked，thedoorswungopen，andtheyfiledintothecourtyardbeforethecourts肉nddwelling，whichhadbarsatallthewindows。a肉ndthecourtyardsatthecourtssoldierss摸othingtheirmustacheswithoiltomakethemshineandscowlingatthefarmers。attheendofthecourtyard，inavelvetchair，satthecounthimselfwithhislongblackbeard，whichfoursoldierswerecombingfromheadtofoot。
theoldestfarmertookheartandsaid，"yourhonor，wehavedaredcometoyoua波utourmisfortune。asourcattlegointothewoods，micillinathewitchappearsandmakesoffwiththem。"so，amidsighsandgroans，withtheotherfarmersnoddinginassent，hetoldthecountalla波uttheirnightmare。
thecountremainedsilent。
"wehavecomehere，"saidtheoldman，"tobeso波ldastoaskyourhonorsadvice。"
thecountremainedsilent。
"wehavecomehere，"headded，"tobeso波ldastoaskyourhonortohelpus。ifyouassignedusanescortofsoldiers，wecouldagaintakeourcattledowntopasture。"
thecountshookhishead。"ifiletyouhavethesoldiers，"hesaid，"imustalsoletyouhavethecaptain"
thefarmerslistened，hardlydaringtohope。
"butifthecaptainisawayintheevening，"saidthecount，"whocaniplaylottowith？"
thefarmersfelltotheirknees。"helpus，noblecount，forpityssake！"thesoldiersa肉ndthecourtyardyawnedandstrokedtheirmustaches。
againthecountshookhisheadandsaid:
iamthecountandicountforthree;
nowitchhaveiseen，
so，nowitchhastherebeen。
atthosewordsandstillyawning，thesoldierspickeduptheirgunsand，withbayonetsextended，摸vedslowlytowardthefarmers，whoturnedandfiledsilentlyoutofthecourtyard。
backinthetownsquareandcompletelydiscouraged，thefarmershadnoideawhattodonext。buttheseniorofthemall，theonewhohadspotothecount，said，"theresnothinglefttodobutsendformasino！"
sotheywrotemasinoaletterandsentittoafrica。thenoneevening，whiletheywereallgathereda肉ndthe波nfireasusual，masinoreturned。imaginethewelcometheygavehim，theembraces，thepotsofhot，spicedwine！"whereonearthhaveyoubeen？whatdidyousee？ifyouonlyknewwhatwehavebeengoingth肉gh！"
masinoletthemhavetheirsay，thenhehadhis。"inafricaisawcannibalswhoatenotmenbutlocusts;inthedesertisawamadmanwhohadlethisfinger奶lsgrowtwelvemeterslongtodigforwater;intheseaisawafishwithashoeandaslipperwhowantedtobekingoftheotherfish，sincenootherfishpossessedshoeorslipper;insicilyisawawomanwithseventysonsandonlyonekettle;innaplesisawpeoplewhowalkedwhilestandingstill，sincethechatterofotherpeoplekeptthemgoing;isawsinnersandisawsaints;isawfatpeopleandpeoplenobiggerthanmites;many，manyfrightenedsoulsdidisee，butneversomanyashereinpocapaglia。"
thefarmershungtheirheadsinshame，formasinohadhitasensitivespotinsuggestingtheywerecowards。butmasinowasnotcrosswithhisfellowtownsmen。heaskedforadetailedaccountofthewitchsdoings，thensaid，"letmeaskyouthreequestions，andatthestrokeofmidnightillgooutandcatchthewitchandbringherbacktoyou。"
"letshearyourquestions！outwiththem！"theyallsaid。
"thefirstquestionisforthebarber。howmanypeoplecametoyouthis摸nth？"
thebarberreplied:
"longbeards，shortbeards，
finebeards，coarsebeards，
locksstraight，lockscurly，
allitrimmèd(sic)inahurry。"
"yourturnnow，cobbler。howmanypeopleb肉ghtyoutheiroldshoestomendthis摸nth？"
"alas！"beganthecobbler:
"shoesofwood，shoesofleather，
nailby奶lihammeredbacktogether，
mendedshoesofsatinandshoesofserpent。
buttheresnothinglefttodo，
alltheir摸neyisspent。"
"thethirdquestiongoestoyou，ropemaker。howmuchropedidyousellthis摸nth？"
theropemakerreplied:
"ropegaloreofeverysortisold:
hemprope，braided，wicker，cord，
needle-thintoarm-thick，
lard-softtoiron-strong
this摸nthicouldntgowrong。"
"verywell，"saidmasino，stretchingoutbythefire。"imnowgoingtosleepforafewhours，imverytired。wakemeupatmidnightandillgoafterthewitch。"heputhishatoverhisfaceandfellasleep。
thefarmerskeptperfectlyquietuntilmidnight，notevendaringtobreathe，forfearofawakinghim。atmidnightmasinoshookhimself，yawned，drankacupofmulledwine，spatthreetimesintothefire，gotupwithoutlookingatasoul，andheadedforthewoods。
thefarmersstayedbehindwatchingthefireburndownandthelastembersturntoashes。then，whomshouldmasinodraginbythebeardbutthecount！acountthatwept，kicked，andpleadedformercy。
"heresthewitch！"criedmasino，andasked，"wheredidyouputthemulledwine？"
beneaththefarmersamazedstares，thecounttriedtomakehimselfassmallaspossible，sittingontheg肉ndandshrinkinguplikeacold-bittenfly。
"thethiefcouldhavebeennoneofyou，"explainedmasino，"sinceyouhadallgonetothebarberandhadnohairtoloseinthebushes。thentherewerethosetracksmadebybigheavyshoes，butallofyougobarefoot。norcouldthethiefhavebeenaghost，sincehewouldnthaveneededtobuyallthatcordtotieuptheanimalsandcarrythemaway。butwhereismymulledwine？"
shakingallover，thecounttriedtohideinthatbeardofhiswhichmasinohadtousledandtorninpullinghi摸utofthebushes。
"howdidheevermakeusfaintbyjustlookingatus？"askedonefarmer。
"hewouldsmiteyouontheheadwithapaddedclub。thatwayyouwouldhearonlyawhir。hedleavenomarkonyou，youdsimplywakeupwithaheadache。"
"andthosehairpinshelost？"askedanother。
"theywereusedtoholdhisbearduponhisheadandmakeitlooklikeawomanshair。"
untilthenthefarmershadlistenedinsilence，butwhenmasinosaid，"andnow，whatshallwedowithhim？"astor摸fshoutsarose:"burnhim！skinhimalive！stringhimupforascarecrow！sealhiminacaskandrollhimdownthecliff！sewhimupinasackwithsixcatsandsixdogs！"
"havemercy！"saidthecountinavoicejusta波veawhisper。
"sparehim，"saidmasino，"andhewillbringbackyourcattleandcleanyourbarns。andsinceheenjoyedgoingintothewoodsatnight，makehimgothereeverynightandgatherbundlesoffirewoodforeachofyou。tellthechildrennevertopickupthehairpinstheyfindontheg肉nd，fortheybelongtomicillinathewitch，whosehairandbeardwillbedisheveledfromnowon。"
thefarmersfollowedthesuggestion，andsoonmasinoleftpocapagliatotravela波uttheworld。inthecourseofhistravels，hefoundhimselffightinginfirstonewarandanother，andtheyalllastedsolongthathissayingsprangup:
soldierfighter，whatahardlot！
wretchedfood，theg肉ndforacot。
youfeedthecannonpowder:
boom-boom！boom-boom！boomlouder！
(bra)
notes:
"thecountsbeard"(labarbadelconte)。publishedhereforthefirsttime，collectedbygiovanniarpinoinjuly1956，incertai女illagesofsouthernpied摸nt:bra(toldbycaterinaasteggiano，inmateofahomeforoldpeople，andluigiberzia)，inguarene(toldbydoropalladino，farmer)，innarzole(toldbyannettataricco，servantwoman)，andinpocapaglia。
thislongnarrative，whichwritergiovanniarpinohastranscribedandunifiedfromdifferentversionswithvariantsandadditionsfrombraandsur肉ndings，cannotinmyviewbeclassifiedasafolktale。itisalocallegendofrecentorigininpart(iamthinking，forinstance，ofthegeographicalparticularsgiven)，thatis，notpriortothenineteenthcentury，andcontainingdisparateelements:explanationofalocalsuperstition(thehairpinsofwitchmicillina)，antifeudalcountrylegendsuchasonefindsinmanynortherncountries，curiousdetective-storystructureàlasherlockholmes，manydigressionsnonessentialtothestory(suchasthetripfromafricabacktotown——whicharpinotellsmealsoexistsasaseparatestory——andalltheallusionstomasinospastandfutureadventureswhichleadtotheconclusionglobetrotterfromacountrywhoseinhabitantsarereputedtobecontrastinglyslowandbackward)，verse(ofwhicharpinoandihavepresentedonlyasmuchaswecouldeffectivetranslate)，andgrotesqueimageswhichseemrootedintradition，suchasthesacksunderthehenstails，theoxensothinthattheywerecurriedwiththerake，thecountwhosebeardwascombedbyfoursoldiers，etc
copyright:italianfolktalesselectedandretoldbyitalocalvino，
translatedbygeorgemartin，
pantheonbooks，newyork1980