The Legend of Ulenspiegel

n fell a spouting shower that soaked him thr

mother, father and mother, by the schoolmaster beadle, that they we

odfather and godmother stiffly standing around the font covered with its lid, poured through the hole in the roof a treacherous bucket of water, which fa

piegel was twisting about and kicking because of the water that had fallen on him. The dean gave him salt an

s a jar. There they drank seventeen quarts of dobbel-cuyt, and more. For this is the true Flanders way of d

o a foot plank thrown across a little pool; Katheline, the godmother, was carrying the child, she

washed with warm water in the house of