The Travelling Musicians





An honest farmer had once an ass that had been a faithful servant to him

a great many years, but was now growing old and every day more and more

unfit for work. His master therefore was tired of keeping him and

began to think of putting an end to him; but the ass, who saw that some

mischief was in the wind, took himself slyly off, and began his journey

towards the great city, 'For there,' thought he, 'I may turn musician.'



After he had travelled a little way, he spied a dog lying by the

roadside and panting as if he were tired. 'What makes you pant so, my

friend?' said the ass. 'Alas!' said the dog, 'my master was going to

knock me on the head, because I am old and weak, and can no longer make

myself useful to him in hunting; so I ran away; but what can I do to

earn my livelihood?' 'Hark ye!' said the ass, 'I am going to the great

city to turn musician: suppose you go with me, and try what you can

do in the same way?' The dog said he was willing, and they jogged on

together.



They had not gone far before they saw a cat sitting in the middle of the

road and making a most rueful face. 'Pray, my good lady,' said the ass,

'what's the matter with you? You look quite out of spirits!' 'Ah, me!'

said the cat, 'how can one be in good spirits when one's life is in

danger? Because I am beginning to grow old, and had rather lie at my

ease by the fire than run about the house after the mice, my mistress

laid hold of me, and was going to drown me; and though I have been lucky

enough to get away from her, I do not know what I am to live upon.'

'Oh,' said the ass, 'by all means go with us to the great city; you are

a good night singer, and may make your fortune as a musician.' The cat

was pleased with the thought, and joined the party.



Soon afterwards, as they were passing by a farmyard, they saw a cock

perched upon a gate, and screaming out with all his might and main.

'Bravo!' said the ass; 'upon my word, you make a famous noise; pray what

is all this about?' 'Why,' said the cock, 'I was just now saying that

we should have fine weather for our washing-day, and yet my mistress and

the cook don't thank me for my pains, but threaten to cut off my

head tomorrow, and make broth of me for the guests that are coming

on Sunday!' 'Heaven forbid!' said the ass, 'come with us Master

Chanticleer; it will be better, at any rate, than staying here to have

your head cut off! Besides, who knows? If we care to sing in tune, we

may get up some kind of a concert; so come along with us.' 'With all my

heart,' said the cock: so they all four went on jollily together.



They could not, however, reach the great city the first day; so when

night came on, they went into a wood to sleep. The ass and the dog laid

themselves down under a great tree, and the cat climbed up into the

branches; while the cock, thinking that the higher he sat the safer he

should be, flew up to the very top of the tree, and then, according to

his custom, before he went to sleep, looked out on all sides of him to

see that everything was well. In doing this, he saw afar off something

bright and shining and calling to his companions said, 'There must be a

house no great way off, for I see a light.' 'If that be the case,' said

the ass, 'we had better change our quarters, for our lodging is not the

best in the world!' 'Besides,' added the dog, 'I should not be the

worse for a bone or two, or a bit of meat.' So they walked off together

towards the spot where Chanticleer had seen the light, and as they drew

near it became larger and brighter, till they at last came close to a

house in which a gang of robbers lived.



The ass, being the tallest of the company, marched up to the window and

peeped in. 'Well, Donkey,' said Chanticleer, 'what do you see?' 'What

do I see?' replied the ass. 'Why, I see a table spread with all kinds of

good things, and robbers sitting round it making merry.' 'That would

be a noble lodging for us,' said the cock. 'Yes,' said the ass, 'if we

could only get in'; so they consulted together how they should contrive

to get the robbers out; and at last they hit upon a plan. The ass placed

himself upright on his hind legs, with his forefeet resting against the

window; the dog got upon his back; the cat scrambled up to the dog's

shoulders, and the cock flew up and sat upon the cat's head. When

all was ready a signal was given, and they began their music. The ass

brayed, the dog barked, the cat mewed, and the cock screamed; and then

they all broke through the window at once, and came tumbling into

the room, amongst the broken glass, with a most hideous clatter! The

robbers, who had been not a little frightened by the opening concert,

had now no doubt that some frightful hobgoblin had broken in upon them,

and scampered away as fast as they could.



The coast once clear, our travellers soon sat down and dispatched what

the robbers had left, with as much eagerness as if they had not expected

to eat again for a month. As soon as they had satisfied themselves, they

put out the lights, and each once more sought out a resting-place to

his own liking. The donkey laid himself down upon a heap of straw in

the yard, the dog stretched himself upon a mat behind the door, the

cat rolled herself up on the hearth before the warm ashes, and the

cock perched upon a beam on the top of the house; and, as they were all

rather tired with their journey, they soon fell asleep.



But about midnight, when the robbers saw from afar that the lights were

out and that all seemed quiet, they began to think that they had been in

too great a hurry to run away; and one of them, who was bolder than

the rest, went to see what was going on. Finding everything still, he

marched into the kitchen, and groped about till he found a match in

order to light a candle; and then, espying the glittering fiery eyes of

the cat, he mistook them for live coals, and held the match to them to

light it. But the cat, not understanding this joke, sprang at his face,

and spat, and scratched at him. This frightened him dreadfully, and away

he ran to the back door; but there the dog jumped up and bit him in the

leg; and as he was crossing over the yard the ass kicked him; and the

cock, who had been awakened by the noise, crowed with all his might. At

this the robber ran back as fast as he could to his comrades, and told

the captain how a horrid witch had got into the house, and had spat at

him and scratched his face with her long bony fingers; how a man with a

knife in his hand had hidden himself behind the door, and stabbed him

in the leg; how a black monster stood in the yard and struck him with a

club, and how the devil had sat upon the top of the house and cried out,

'Throw the rascal up here!' After this the robbers never dared to go

back to the house; but the musicians were so pleased with their quarters

that they took up their abode there; and there they are, I dare say, at

this very day.





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