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Many years
ago in the village of Kamaku there were very many rats. There were
hunderds and hunderds of rats. These
rats walked on tables, when people were at dinner and ate the food from their
plates. When the babies were sleeping in their beds, they came and bit their
fingers. They bit holes in shoes and stockings. When the man wanted to put on
their hats, they found the nests of the rats in them. These rats ate the
porridge, the sugar, the tea, the fish and the meat in the houses. In the
village there were many cats and dogs, but the rats killed the cats and bit the
dogs. In the gardens the rats ate the oranges, banana and mangoes. They climbed
up the coconut trees and ate the coconuts. They dug holes in the ground and ate
the roots of plants and the young green maize. They went into the chicken
houses and killed the cocks and the hens and ate their eggs. They went to the
river and caught the ducks and theirs babies. They bit the cows, the sheep and
the goats and drank their milk. At last the people grew desperate. When they
went to bed at night, they could not sleep. The rats came and bit their feet,
their toes and their noses. The people of the village went to their Cheif and
said : "These rats are eating all our food and all our clothes. It is your
duty to kill the rats. If you cannot do this, we shall soon have nothing to
wear and nothing to eat. Then we shall die". The Cheif of village did not
know how to kill the rats. He called the old men to his house. When they came,
he said: "what can we do ? The man in the village are angry with me, but i
do not know how to kill the rats." The old men sat in the Chief 's house
for three day and talked about it. The rats were not afraid of them. The came
into the Chief 's house and carried away
his food. The Chief asked again and
again : "Tell me, what can we do?" But the old men did not know how
to kill the rats. Suddenly they heard a man knocking at the door. The Chief
cried : "Come in!"
A man came
in. He said : "Good
morning, Chief ," All the old man looked at him. He wore in silk coat,
which was half yellow and half red. He was tall and thin. His eyes were large
and bright. Hos cheeks were sun burnt. Round his neck he wore a pipe. He walked
up to the Chief and said : " I have heard that there are a great many rats
in your village. What will you give me, if kill them all for you?"
"Oh,"
cried the old man, "can you do that?"
"Yes,"
cried the Chief, "if you can do that, we shall give
you.
How much
do you want?"
"I
will do it for a thousand guilders," said the man with the pipe.
"Help us quickly," said the Chief, "and we shall give you a
thousand guilders."
"All
right," said the man with the pipe. " I will do it for a thousand
guilders."
He
laught and went out of the house. Then the piper stepped into the street. He
put his pipe to his mouth and began below. The rats held up their heads and
listened. They liked the music. There was a pitter patter of a great many litte
feet and all rats came running after the pipper. There were hundreds and
hundreds of rats: big rats and small rats, fat rats and thin rats, long rats
and short rats, brown rats and black rats, father rats and mother rats and all
the little baby rats. The piper walked on and on, playing all the time, and
hundreds of rats follow him. All the rats came out of the house, till the road
was full of them. On and on they went, the man with the pipe infront of and all
rats behind him. At last they came to a very big river with a lot of water in
it. The man stopped playing and all the rats ran into the river. They tired to
swim. But the was too big and they all died, except one very big and strong
rat. This rat swam to the other bank and told his friends, that the rats were
in delightful country.
"There
they will always get delicious things to eat," he said. "No rat will
ever be hungry.
I
am sorry i did not go with them."
The
piper walked quietly back to the Chief 's house. When the village people heard
that the rats were dead, they were very happy. They dance and launghed and sang,
because there were no more rats in their houses.
The
piper went into the Chief 's house and said :
"The
rats are dead, Chief , now give me my thousand guilders".
"Are
they really all dead?" said the Chief, "you have done that very
cleverly. But we have talked about the matter. I do not think we can give you a
thousand guilders. A thousand guilders is a lot of money and we are not rich.
The village is very poor and we cannot give you as much as that. We shall give
you three hundred guilders. It was an easy thing for you to put the rats into
the river".
When
the piper heard this, he got very angry.
"If
you do not give me my thousand guilders at once,"he said, "something
terrible will happen".
The
Chief and old man laughed loudly. "The rats are dead and you cannot make
them alive again," they said. The piper did not say anything. He went out
of the house on to the road. He put the pipe to his lips and blew. The childern
held up their heads and listened. They stopped
the playing and came running after the man with the pipe. All the
childern of the village followed him. When the Chief and old man saw the
childern running after piper, they were afraid. They called the childern, but
they did not come back. All the childern ran after the piper; big childern, little
childern, short childern, tall childern, fat childern, thin childern, bad
childern, good childern, pretty childern, ugly childern, boys and girls and fat
little babies. The road was full of childern. They laughed and sang and danced
and were very happy. They went the piper out of village. They listened to the
music at last came to a very high mountain. The mountain opened before them and
all the childern went into the mountain. Only one little boy was left behind.
He told his parents that his friends were delightful country. "They will
always get delicious things to eat," he said. "They will always
happy. I am sorry I did not go with them."
The
old Chief and the fathers and mothers were very sad. They looked everywhere,
but they could not find their childern.
They
said : "We shall give the piper a thousand guilders, if he give us back
our childern."
But
they never saw the piper again in their village and they never saw those happy
little childern again.
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