narrated by pacita cordero, a tagalog from pagsanjan, la laguna.
early one morning andres went out to buy five cents’ worth of rice. on his way he came across a man who was about to kill a small snake. “please don’t kill the poor creature!” said andres. “did it harm you?”
“no,” answered the man, “but it may bite us or some other passer-by,” and he again drew out his bolo; but andres restrained him. “what do you want this snake for?” said the merciless man.
“leave it alone, for pity’s sake!” cried andres. “here are five cents! don’t injure the harmless creature!”
the man, very glad to get the money, did not say a word, and went away. after the man was gone, the snake said to andres, “kind friend, come home with me. there you will find our huge chief snake, and many others like myself. but don’t fear anything! trust me, for i will never lead you into danger. when we reach out dwelling, i will recommend you to our chief. he will be harsh to you at first, since you are a stranger; but never mind that! when he asks you what you want, ask him to give you his red cloth. this enchanted cloth can supply you with whatever you want.” so the two friends started for the horrible snake-cave.
“who is that stranger with you,—a murderer, or a robber?” hissed the chief as soon as the snake and andres entered.
“he is neither of the two,” replied the snake. “please don’t do a bit of harm to him! had it not been for him, my life would have been lost. he rescued me from the hands of a cruel person who found me creeping through the grass.”
“well,” said the chief to andres, “what reward do you want me to give you?”
“only your red cloth, and nothing else,” answered andres. the chief hesitated for a moment. then he went into a very dark cell, and got out the red cloth. he returned with it, and said to andres, “since you have saved the life of one of our number, i give you this cloth as a reward. you can ask of it anything you want.”
andres thanked the chief, and went away. it was now ten o’clock, and he had not yet bought rice for breakfast. “poor mother! she must be very hungry.” andres himself felt hungry, so he asked the red cloth to bring him food. soon a [228]breakfast, richer than the ordinary ones he was accustomed to, was spread before him. having eaten his hearty meal under the shade of a tree, he resumed his journey homeward. he had yet several miles to go.
after a few hours’ walk he again became hungry. he went to a hut and asked the old woman there if he might eat in her house. he said that he had brought his own food with him. the old woman invited him in, and andres asked his red cloth for food. in an instant a fine luncheon was before them. andres invited the old woman to eat with him, which she willingly did. she liked the food so very much, that she asked andres to let her have his wonderful red cloth. she said, “give me this cloth, and i will let you have my two stones in exchange. when you want to get rid of persons who annoy you, just tell these two stones where to go, and they will inflict heavy blows on the evil-doers.” andres agreed to the exchange.
he proceeded on his way, taking with him the two stones. tired and exhausted from his long journey, andres again began to feel hungry. now what would become of him? his red cloth was gone, and he had nothing to eat. fortunately he saw another hut by the roadside. he went to it, and easily gained admittance. the witch, the only person in the cottage, had just finished her dinner. she had nothing left to give the starving boy. andres then said to his stones, “go to your former mistress, the old woman, and tell her that i take back my red cloth. if she refuses to give it to you, do what you think it best to do.”
the two stones went back to the hut. there they found the old woman eating. “we have come here,” they said, “to take the red cloth away from you. our master, the boy who was here this afternoon, wants it back again.” the old woman refused to give up the cloth, so the stones struck her with heavy blows until she fell down senseless on the floor. then the stones rolled themselves in the red cloth and hastened back to their master with it. andres spread it out and ate his dinner. he asked for an extraordinary breakfast besides. then he said to the witch, “you need not prepare anything for your breakfast to-morrow. here is a good meal that i have asked my red cloth to give to you, you have been so kind in letting me come to your hut.” the witch was very glad, and thanked the boy. she said to him, “boy, i have here two magic canes which [229]i want to dispose of. i am very old now, and don’t need them any more. they have served me well. these canes can kill your enemies, or any bad persons whom you want to be put to death. just give them directions, and they will obey you.”
andres now had three enchanted possessions. it was very late when he reached home, and his mother was very hungry and very angry. he had no more than reached the foot of the stairs when she met him with a loud scolding. but andres just laughed. he asked his red cloth to bring his mother a good dinner; and while she was eating, he related to her the occurrences of the day.
andres and his mother were not rich, and their wealthy neighbors were greatly surprised to see them become rich so soon. one particularly selfish neighbor, already rich, who was eager to deprive andres and his mother of their wealth, sent a band of robbers to the cottage one night. at midnight andres heard his dogs barking, and he knew that there was some one lurking about. when he saw the robbers coming, he took out his magic stones and canes, and commanded them to get rid of the thieves. in a few minutes all the robbers lay dead.
andres and his mother remained rich.
