[2]希诺尼谟·博西（1460-1516），荷兰画家。
TheLittleShepherd
Therewasonceashepherdboynobiggerthanamiteandasmeanascouldbe.Onhiswayouttopastureoneday,hepassedapoultrydealercarryingabasketofeggsonherhead.Sowhatdidhedobutthrowastoneintothebasketandbreakeverysingleegg.Enraged,thepoorwomanscreamedacurse:"YoushallgetnobiggeruntilyouvefoundlovelyBargaglinaofthethreesingingapples!"
Fromthattimeon,theshepherdboygrewthinandpuny,andthemorehismotherattendedtohim,thepunierhebecame.Finallysheasked,"Whatonearthhashappenedtoyou?Haveyoudoneabadturnforwhichsomeoneplacedacurseonyou?"Hethentoldherabouthismeannesstothepoultrydealer,repeatingthewomanswordstohim,"YoushallgetnobiggeruntilyouvefoundlovelyBargaglinaofthethreesingingapples!"
"Inthatcase,"saidhismother,"youvenochoicebuttogoinsearchofthislovelyBargaglina."
Theshepherdsetout.Hecametoabridge,onwhichalittleladywasrockingtoandfroinawalnutshell.
"Whogoesthere?"
"Afriend."
"Liftmyeyelidsalittle,soIcanseeyou."
"ImseekinglovelyBargaglinaofthethreesingingapples.Doyouknowanythingabouther?"
"No,buttakethisstone;itwillcomeinhandy."
Theshepherdcametoanotherbridge,whereanotherlittleladywasbathinginaneggshell.
"Whogoesthere?"
"Afriend."
"Liftmyeyelidsalittle,soIcanseeyou."
"ImseekinglovelyBargaglinaofthethreesingingapples.Haveyouanynewsofher?"
"No,buttakethisivorycomb,whichwillcomeinhandy."
Theshepherdputitinhispocketandwalkedonuntilhecametoastreamwhereamanwasfillingabagwithfog.WhenaskedaboutlovelyBargaglina,themanclaimedtoknownothingabouther,buthegavetheshepherdapocketfuloffog,whichwouldcomeinhandy.
Nexthecametoamillwhosemiller,atalkingfox,said,"Yes,IknowwholovelyBargaglinais,butyoullhavedifficultyfindingher.Walkstraightaheaduntilyoucometoahousewiththedooropen.Goinsideandyoullseeacrystalcagehungwithmanylittlebells.Inthecagearethesingingapples.Youmusttakethecage,butwatchoutforacertainoldwoman.Ifhereyesareopen,thatmeansshesasleep.Iftheyreclosed,shessurelyawake."
Theshepherdmovedon.Hefoundtheoldwomanwithhereyesclosedandrealizedshewasawake."Mylad,"saidtheoldwoman,"glancedowninmyhairandseeifIveanylice."
Helooked,andashewasdelousingher,sheopenedhereyesandheknewshehadfallenasleep.Sohequicklypickedupthecrystalcageandfled.Butthelittlebellsonthecagetinkled,andtheoldwomanawakenedandsentahundredhorsemenafterhim.Hearingthemalmostuponhim,theshepherddroppedthestonehehadinhispocket.Itchangedinstantlyintoasteep,rockymountain,andthehorsesallfellandbroketheirlegs.
Nowhorseless,thecavalrymenreturnedtotheoldwoman,whothensentouttwohundredmountedsoldiers.Seeinghimselfinnewperil,theshepherdthrewdowntheivorycomb.Itturnedintoamountainasslickasglass,downwhichhorsesandridersallslidtotheirdeath.
Theoldwomanthensentthreehundredhorsemenafterhim,buthepulledoutthepocketfuloffog,hurleditoverhisshoulder,andthearmygotlostinit.Meanwhile,theshepherdhadgrownthirstyand,havingnothingwithhimtodrink,removedoneofthethreeapplesfromthecageandcutintoit.Atinyvoicesaid,"Gently,please,oryoullhurtme."Gently,hefinishedcuttingtheapple,ateonehalf,andputtheotherinhispocket.Atlengthhecametoawellnearhishouse,wherehereachedintohispocketfortherestoftheapple.Initsplacewasatiny,tinylady.
"ImlovelyBargaglina,"shesaid,"andIlikecake.Gogetmeacake,Imfamished."
Thewellwasoneofthoseclosedwells,withaholeinthecenter,sotheshepherdseatedtheladyontherim,tellinghertowaitthereuntilhecamebackwiththecake.
Meanwhile,aservantknownasUglySlavecametothewellforwater.Shespiedthelovelylittleladyandsaid,"HowcomeyouresolittleandbeautifulwhileImsobigandugly?"Andshegrewsofuriousthatshethrewthetinycreatureintothewell.
TheshepherdreturnedandwasheartbrokentofindlovelyBargaglinagone.
Nowhismotheralsowenttothatwellforwater,andwhatshouldshefindinherbucketonedaybutafish.Shetookithomeandfriedit.Theyateitandthrewthebonesoutthewindow.Therewheretheyfell,atreegrewupandgotsobigthatitshutoutallthelightfromthehouse.Theshepherdthereforecutitdownandchoppeditupforfirewood,whichhebroughtinside.Bythattimehismotherhaddied,andhelivedthereallbyhimself,nowpunierthenever,sincenomatterwhathetried,hecouldntgrowanybigger.Everydayhewentouttothepastureandcamebackhomeatnight.Howgreatwashisamazementuponfindingthedishesandpanshedusedinthemorningallwashedforhimwhenhecamehome!Hecouldntimaginewhowasdoingthis.Atlasthedecidedtohidebehindthedoorandfindout.Whomshouldhethenseebutaverydaintymaidenemergefromthewoodpile,washthedishes,sweepthehouse,andmakehisbed,afterwhichsheopenedthecupboardandhelpedherselftoacake.
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