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Jose, the Returning Son

I left home many years ago, and my younger brother stayed with my father. He died at a ripe old age and left great riches behind. My brother spent our father's wealth freely and never imagined that I would return. One day, I walked into the hall of my father's house...

Old Man on His Deathbed

The beginning of my son's life was the end of mine. I had hardly anything to give to him. We lived in a small hut on the edge of a plain. I had worked hard all my life, and when I became deathly ill, I asked my wife to summon my son to my bedside. "Come hither," I...

Giant Who Loses His Inheritance

I'll admit it. Little men have quick wits and giants aren't too swift. Me and my two brothers had inherited a sword that cuts off many heads at once, a cloak that makes a person invisible, and a pair of boots that will transport a person anywhere he wants to go. We...

Basmus the Smith

There are things I tell people, and there are things I don't tell. I tell people I got lost in a fog at sea. I don't tell people that I spent those three days with a mermaid, and that she's responsible for the fortune that keeps washing up on my shore. The other day,...

Merchant’s Spendthrift Son

My father was so rich that he could have paved the whole street in silver, but he devised another way of spending his money. He invested it and turned shillings into florins. When he died, he couldn't take it with him, so his money went to me. I spent it all on my...

Old Toad Under the Castle

The king threw three feathers to the wind to determine which of his three sons will be king. The two older boys ran off to follow the feathers that flew to the east and the west. But the third son, the simpleton, went nowhere. His feather floated down to the ground in...

Cunning Cat

My master was the third son of a poor miller. When the miller died, his eldest got the mill, the second got the ass, and the youngest inherited me. I sat on the windowsill and listened to him speak to me when the others had gone out. He said, “My brothers will make a...

Felicia

When our father died, he left my brother Bruno the house with everything in it. I was given a ring and a pot of pinks. I thought that Bruno loved me and that we could live together happily, but I was wrong. “Keep your pot of pinks and your ring, but let my things...