Tales of the Punjab: Folklore of India UNDER CONSTRUCTION | Annotated Tale




Lambkin, The

ONCE upon a time there was a wee wee Lambikin, who frolicked about on his little tottery legs, and enjoyed himself amazingly.

                Now one day he set off to visit his Granny, and was jumping with joy to think of all the good things he should get from her, when whom should he meet but a Jackal, who looked at the tender young morsel and said--'Lambikin!  Lambikin!  I'll _eat_ _you_!'

                But Lambikin only gave a little frisk, and said--

                  'To Granny's house I go,   Where I shall fatter grow,   Then you can eat me so.'

                The Jackal thought this reasonable, and let Lambikin pass.

                By and by he met a Vulture, and the Vulture, looking hungrily at the tender morsel before him, said--'Lambikin!  Lambikin!  I'll _eat_ _you_!'

                But Lambikin only gave a little frisk, and said--

                  'To Granny's house I go,   Where I shall fatter grow,   Then you can eat me so.'

                The Vulture thought this reasonable, and let Lambikin pass.

                And by and by he met a Tiger, and then a Wolf, and a Dog, and an Eagle, and all these, when they saw the tender little morsel, said-- 'Lambikin!  Lambikin!  I'll _eat_ _you_!'

                But to all of them Lambikin replied, with a little frisk--

                  'To Granny's house I go,   Where I shall fatter grow,   Then you can eat me so.'

                At last he reached his Granny's house, and said, all in a great hurry, 'Granny, dear, I've promised to get very fat; so, as people ought to keep their promises, please put me into the corn-bin _at once!_

                So his Granny said he was a good boy, and put him into the corn-bin, and there the greedy little Lambikin stayed for seven days, and ate, and ate, and ate, until he could scarcely waddle, and his Granny said he was fat enough for anything, and must go home.  But cunning little Lambikin said that would never do, for some animal would be sure to eat him on the way back, he was so plump and tender.

                'I'll tell you what you must do,' said Master Lambikin,' you must make a little drumikin out of the skin of my little brother who died, and then I can sit inside and trundle along nicely, for I'm as tight as a drum myself.'

                So his Granny made a nice little drumikin out of his brother's skin, with the wool inside, and Lambikin curled himself up snug and warm in the middle, and trundled away gaily.  Soon he met with the Eagle, who called out--

                  'Drumikin!  Drumikin!   Have you seen Lambikin?'

                And Mr. Lambikin, curled up in his soft warm nest, replied--

                  'Lost in the forest, and so are you,   On, little Drumikin!  Tum-pa, tum-too!'

                'How very annoying!' sighed the Eagle, thinking regretfully of the tender morsel he had let slip.

                Meanwhile Lambikin trundled along, laughing to himself, and singing--

                  'Tum-pa, tum-too;   Tum-pa, tum-too!'

                Every animal and bird he met asked him the same question--

                  'Drumikin!  Drumikin!   Have you seen Lambikin?'

                And to each of them the little sly-boots replied--

                  'Lost in the forest, and so are you,   On, little Drumikin!  Tum-pa, tum-too;   Tum-pa, turn-too; Tum-pa, tum-too!'

                Then they all sighed to think of the tender little morsel they had let slip.

                At last the Jackal came limping along, for all his sorry looks as sharp as a needle, and he too called out--

                  'Drumikin!  Drumikin!   Have you seen Lambikin?'

                And Larnbikin, curled up in his snug little nest, replied gaily--

                  'Lost in the forest, and so are you,   On, little Drumikin!  Tum-pa--'

                But he never got any further, for the Jackal recognised his voice at once, and cried, 'Hullo! you've turned yourself inside out, have you? Just you come out of that!'

                Whereupon he tore open Drumikin and gobbled up Lambikin.

Notes

NOTES TO TALE

_Lambikin_.--The words used were Panjâbî, _lelâ_, _lerâ_, _lekrâ_, and _lelkarâ_, a small or young lamb.

_Lambikin's Songs_.--Of the first the words were Panjâbî--

                  _Nânî kol jâwângû:   Motâ tâjâ âwângâ   Pher tûn main nûn khâwângâ._

                Of the second song--

                  _Wan piâ lelkarâ:  wan pî tû.   Chal dhamkiriâ!  Dham!  Kâ!  Dhû!_

                These the rhymes render exactly.  The words _dham_, _kâ_, _dhû_ are pronounced sharply, so as to imitate the beats on a drum.

 

_Drumikin_.--The _dhamkîriâ_ or _dhamkirî_ in Panjâbî is a small drum made by stretching leather across a wide-mouthed earthen cup (_piyâlâ_).  The Jatts make it of a piece of hollow wood, 6 inches by 3 inches, with its ends covered with leather.

ANALYSIS OF THE TALES ON THE PLAN ADOPTED BY THE FOLKLORE SOCIETY OF ENGLAND

Number in collection, 6. Reference to pages, 61 to 64. Specific name, Lambikin. Dramatis personæ: lambikin and his granny, jackal, vulture, tiger, wolf, dog, and eagle. Thread of story, lambikin meets successively jackal, vulture, tiger, wolf, dog, and eagle, and avoids them all by saying he is not fat yet, but is going to his granny to be fattened. 1 On his return fattened he trundles along in a drumikin made of his brother's skin, and avoids all but the jackal by saying lambikin had fallen into the fire, jackal recognises his voice, drags him out and eats him. Incidental circumstances: (1) granny puts him into a bin where he eats for seven days. Where published, Indian Antiquary, vol. xii. p 175 ff. Nature of collection: (1) Original or translation, original, collected by F. A. Steel: (2) Narrator's name, not given; (3) Other particulars, it is a common nursery story all over the Panjâb.

Bibliographic Information

Tale Title: Lambkin, The
Tale Author/Editor: Steel, Flora Annie Webster
Book Title: Tales of the Punjab: Folklore of India UNDER CONSTRUCTION
Book Author/Editor: Steel, Flora Annie Webster
Publisher: Macmillan and Co.
Publication City: London
Year of Publication: 1917
Country of Origin: India
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