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us.’

So the man and his wife drove to the forest.

As they were driving along the man said:

‘What strange things one hears, wife! I was told only the other day

that fish will now live and thrive in the tree tops and that some wild

animals spend their time in the water. Well! well! times are certainly

changed.’

‘Why, you must be crazy, husband! Dear, dear, what nonsense people do

talk sometimes.’

‘Nonsense, indeed! Why, just look. Bless my soul, if there isn’t a fish,

a real pike I do believe, up in that tree.’

‘Gracious!’ cried his wife. ‘How did a pike get there? It IS a pike--you

needn’t attempt to say it’s not. Can people have said true----’

But the man only shook his head and shrugged his shoulders and opened

his mouth and gaped as if he really could not believe his own eyes.

‘What are you standing staring at there, stupid?’ said his wife. ‘Climb

up the tree quick and catch the pike, and we’ll cook it for dinner.’

The man climbed up the tree and brought down the pike, and they drove

on.

When they got near the stream he drew up.

‘What are you staring at again?’ asked his wife impatiently. ‘Drive on,

can’t you?’

‘Why, I seem to see something moving in that net I set. I must just go

and see what it is.’

He ran to it, and when he had looked in it he called to his wife:

‘Just look! Here is actually a four-footed creature caught in the net. I

do believe it’s a hare.’

‘Good heavens!’ cried his wife. ‘How did the hare get into your net? It

IS a hare, so you needn’t say it isn’t. After all, people must have said

the truth----’

But her husband only shook his head and shrugged his shoulders as if he

could not believe his own eyes.

‘Now what are you standing there for, stupid?’ cried his wife. ‘Take up

the hare. A nice fat hare is a dinner for a feast day.’

The old man caught up the hare, and they drove on to the place where the

treasure was buried. They swept the twigs away, dug up the earth, took

out the pot, and drove home again with it.

And now the old couple had plenty of money and were cheery and

comfortable. But the wife was very foolish. Every day she asked a lot

of people to dinner and feasted them, till her husband grew quite

impatient. He tried to reason with her, but she would not listen.

‘You’ve got no right to lecture me!’ said she. ‘We found the treasure

together, and together we will spend it.’

Her husband took patience, but at length he said to her: ‘You may do as

you please, but I sha’n’t give you another penny.’

The old woman was very angry. ‘Oh, what a good-for-nothing fellow to

want to spend all the money himself! But just wait a bit and see what I

shall do.’

Off she went to the governor to complain of her husband.

‘Oh, my lord, protect me from my husband! Ever since he found the

treasure there is no bearing him. He only eats and drinks, and won’t

work, and he keeps all the money to himself.’

The governor took pity on the woman, and ordered his chief secretary to

look into the matter.

The secretary called the elders of the village together, and went with

them to the man’s house.

‘The governor,’ said he, ‘desires you to give all that treasure you

found into my care.’

The man shrugged his shoulders and said: ‘What treasure? I know nothing

about a treasure.’

‘How? You know nothing? Why your wife has complained of you. Don’t

attempt to tell lies. If you don’t hand over all the money at once you

will be tried for daring to raise treasure without giving due notice to

the governor about it.’

‘Pardon me, your excellency, but what sort of treasure was it supposed

to have been? My wife must have dreamt of it, and you gentlemen have

listened to her nonsense.’

‘Nonsense, indeed,’ broke in his wife. ‘A kettle full of gold and

silver, do you call that nonsense?’

‘You are not in your right mind, dear wife. Sir, I beg your pardon. Ask

her how it all happened, and if she convinces you I’ll pay for it with

my life.’

‘This is how it all happened, Mr. Secretary,’ cried the wife. ‘We

were driving through the forest, and we saw a pike up in the top of a

tree----’

‘What, a PIKE?’ shouted the secretary. ‘Do you think you may joke with

me, pray?’

‘Indeed, I’m not joking, Mr. Secretary! I’m speaking the bare truth.’

‘Now you see, gentlemen,’ said her husband, ‘how far you can trust her,

when she chatters like this.’

‘Chatter, indeed? I!! Perhaps you have forgotten, too, how we found a

live hare in the river?’

Everyone roared with laughter; even the secretary smiled and stroked his

beard, and the man said:

‘Come, come, wife, everyone is laughing at you. You see for yourself,

gentlemen, how far you can believe her.’

‘Yes, indeed,’ said the village elders, ‘it is certainly the first time

we have heard that hares thrive in the water or fish among the tree

tops.’

The secretary could make nothing of it all, and drove back to the town.

The old woman was so laughed at that she had to hold her tongue and

obey her husband ever after, and the man bought wares with part of the

treasure and moved into the town, where he opened a shop, and prospered,

and spent the rest of his days in peace.