The domestic lare

The tales of Thought contain the following tales: The domestic lare, Tale of love, The jar of gold, The princess of the waters, The good of others, The hat which makes invisible, The tale of the rich man, The king and the barber, The man and the devil, The shirt adorned with diamonds, Aslanzate and Zanpolate, The girl in the chest, Brother lamb, Fear, Laughs well who laughs last, Talou Orlan, Topal, The revealing kite, The Hunter Ahmad, The Dervish and the Daughters, The King's Daughter of China, Pomegranate, Nerso

The domestic lare

The domestic lare

There was a poor man who worked for the peasants. Once a year he was entitled to a sack of wheat and a pair of clogs. He worked so hard that he fell ill and had to take a year off.

One day, a wealthy landlord calls him and says:

 “Go to the mountain, up there where my horses graze, round them up, count them, take care of them, I will give you a sack of wheat and a pair of hooves. " 

The servant goes to the mountain, he sees there a man who had gathered the horses, had groomed them, and who was sitting quietly. The man asks him:

 " Who are you ? " 

–  “I am a poor man, a farmhand; the agha sent me to round up his horses, count them, groom them and protect them. " 

 “Ah! said the man, you can rest, I saved you all that work. " 

 “Good, but you, who are you? said the valet.

 " I am the servant of him who sent you. " 

 " And my lare to me, where is he? said the valet.

 " Your lare is on the other side of the mountain, sitting at the foot of a rock. " 

The poor man is leaving. He reaches the rock, he searches, he calls; he finally finds his lare servant, he throws himself at his feet, he begs him to have pity on him, to allow him to return home, delivered from his poverty.

 " Go, said the lare, I follow you, I will help you.

Here are three bones, I give them to you. With these bones you will become rich and you will live a long time " 

The valet returns to the village. Along the way, he meets three kids arguing over a shiny object. They fight, bicker. The valet gives them each a knucklebone, calms them down, takes the shining stone, goes home, puts the stone on the window and goes to bed.

Imagine that stone was a ruby. It shone in the night, it lit up everything around, but the man didn't know anything about it.

One day, a merchant comes by, he offers him a hundred pieces of gold. He takes the ruby, goes to town and resells it for four hundred pieces of gold. Then he comes back to buy another one. When he learns that the valet had it for three bones and sold it to him for a hundred gold pieces, he immediately collapses, he drops dead.

The valet inherits his fortune.

The poor man's servant had followed him.