[100 Story's for When You're Bored] #4

The two rogues in Florence
An Italian story about a silly fool of physician
The city on the banks of the Arno, famous not only for its beautiful churches and palaces, many happy and touching stories that are originated, contributed much towards the face of the city. And now they tell each of the regions of the two clever rogues who once lived here. About one of these areas are the following story.

On one day appeared in Florence Master Simon. He settled in Lane de Melo to comply with the medicine to devote a profession that was already in high esteem. The neighbors soon noticed to their surprise, that although the doctor did a good life, but actually a big fool, and that for such a learned doctor was not really involved.

Moreover, the doctor a complete dork, saw to everything and everyone and was very curious about the news and scandals, that his neighbors knew him to report. He believed everything he heard of was, provided a series of unsolicited advice, played on the boss and everyone thought himself great learned and wise.

Not only that Master Simon stuck his nose in everywhere, he was very jealous. And because the envy sharp eyes, he soon an extraordinary interest in the way of two painters, called Bruno and Buffalmacco, who lived near him.

The two painters, mostly hungry and poor in cash, were good friends. By their cheerfulness and high spirits, they were around much loved, and because they are always a good joke were found and no spoilers, they were the neighbors often a good meal treated well, they received several commissions for portraits.

It was so kind to both the wind and if the master is not with such eager eyes the world was gone, then he certainly understood why the painters as free as a bird survived and were always good-humored.

But the master had his own thoughts about the pair. He was firmly convinced that the painters had a dubious sideline. So he resolved the matter to the bottom of it.

From the moment he lost the two painters never leave the eye. Bruno because he is the most talkative of the two seemed to be, he sought rapprochement with him, and then he invited them both several times for dinner.

The painters do not pay attention first to the many questions of the master, but when, after a copious drink, again with his infamous gevraag gradually and began sniffing, and put the devil in Bruno plague appeared.

And Master Simon, is in its element, asked and asked.

“It’s really amazing how you can live in such difficult circumstances and yet not lose your temper. You certainly have an extra income. Am I not right? Tell me about it!”

“Yes and no,” said Bruno reluctantly. He dropped his voice to a whisper down and continued: “We are at night often on the road!”

“At night, what you say! You have to explain to me,” said Master Simon, who is nearly bursting with curiosity.

And while Bruno is these days have no desire to say something, as long urged the master, until Bruno him by the name of the Most Holy did swear, no one but a single word of the matter to betray.

And he began: “It will surely be known, sir, that in our city the great magician and magician Scott lived. He came from Scotland, as the name suggests. Among the nobility of Florence if he is in a generally respected rejoice. And when he went to another town wanted to go, sent it to him a message, that he both students of art had to pass before he Florence would leave. And because the magus a wise man, he followed the advice of the city. Both students put the glorious work of the great man to this day. They deal with the highest circles of Florence, who they want to help fulfill, whether it’s tender love ties or financial matter goes. By a happy coincidence came I with my friend, this secret society rightly so. It helped a lot of money raised, but also happiness in beautiful and distinguished women. Not to mention the dazzling celebrations, the heavenly music and the golden halls … “

Master Simon listened intently to the story of Bruno, he asked more and more details about this union. So they took everything from beginning to end by again.

The master began to quiver with excitement. Inwardly he opposed first and was the sweetest fled to escape the danger, but his curiosity was stronger. So he said: “Never, ever, I think that you are in such high circles condition, and such connections available. But tell me, I can not join in?”

“I can not decide, I can not really decide,” Bruno said with a shy face.

“Listen,” said Master Simon, “I am a noble one. Vallecchio My mother was born.”

“Ah, why has that much money on silly,” thought the artist. But he said aloud:

“It’s not just a noble lord, everyone who wants to come to this union, a bravery test pass, so the right to love and lust to conquer.”

Now that the master actually stopped the breath in the throat, for his whole life he had been a weakling. But he said quickly: “If necessary, I am always willing to make such a test.”

Bruno saw that it was high time to stop this nonsense. So he said: “Next month, my friend, the president of the Friends of the League, of his journey. Because of the warm friendship that I you’ve experienced, I will be a good word for you. Perhaps you will then an easy task. “

And that was it.

All month long entertained the doctor in medicine at the two painters the finest food and drink, and in return the artists had a great night mirror on the door of his house painted and said, This is the weapon of the doctor’s house. This was an allusion to the actual knowledge of the medical doctor. And since all the inhabitants of Florence were the actual skills of the doctor informed!

And finally came the day when the painters with a serious face when Simon came and said: “The day has come, Master Simon. Yet this night you will, if you want, enjoy the splendor of golden halls, a heavenly banquet experience and the most beautiful women and girls from the city caress. Only a little bit of courage … “

“What should I do?” cried the impatient medical artist.

“Only a trifle, dear master,” said Bruno. “But we have a good word for you done? Listen: after dusk, go to the cemetery at the Santa Maria Novella church. There awaits you a rough hairy animal that you are back to us will bear . Probably will not omit, in order to frighten. But, dear master, do not be frightened, it will again soon subside. One thing however, you must pay attention: the name of God, you may either express, or take in mind, and if the animal you bring to the target, you must keep arms crossed, otherwise you do not meet the conditions of the test and we all three have to pay for this. “

“And another thing,” said Bruno. “Dress you feel festive, and let the friends of the League recognize that Reverend we bring the circle.”

Then left the two painters. When dusk the chief said to his wife that he had a distinguished patient visits. He perfumed himself from head to toe and pulled his Sunday scarlet cloak with fur collar. And then it was dark, he went on the road.

When the church was not a soul in sight and master Simon was scared and anxious. Yet he entered the cemetery and looked from there to the church square. Suddenly he heard a terrible noise and he could hardly believe his eyes. From the vicinity of the Via della Scala was something appeared that looked like a monster with horns. Buffalmacco had in fact attracted inside his coat and his face covered with a devil mask. He turned and turned, shouted, cheered and screamed and rattled while still an iron chain.

“Oh God, help me,” cried the master loudly and went bravely to meet the monster. When the animal stood before him and the master had climbed on his back, he implored all saints in heaven, that they would assist him.

Huy, what a flight! As fast as his legs could carry him Buffalmacco ran away with the master, as a slumped on his back hung. And when he had reached the town dunghill he jumped up and threw the poor man in it.

The Simon went cold on the back and he began to weep and swear terribly. But he soon regained control, lost no time and climbed out of the dunghill out, after which he hastily took off the feet. But alas, he spread a terrible stench, that our two painters, who had followed the master, quickly ran away.

And the master, who dressed as festive and delightful perfumed the house had left, now spread a different kind of perfume mixed with the sewer air from the pit, his new home all weapons honor.

When the two painters had achieved de Melo alley and below the window, cursing and screaming heard that the dear Simon was greeted by his wife, they were laughing so hard until they were in pain.

The next morning the two rascals painted wasblauw their backs and went straight to master Simon. He received them with a pitiful sight, but before he could tell what had happened, Bruno said quickly: “From an accident, you had better mention it, dear master. We both have by your cowardice and by breaking your promise such hits risen, our backs are black and blue. “

They stripped their clothes in the dim room and gave the blue color really impressed if their backs bruised Sat

“But that’s not all,” said Buffalmacco. “Thanks to you, they knocked us out of the league and we are losing not only the good money, but also the favor and passion of the most beautiful women. There is nothing else about us, then we complain to the court to do .. . “

“Do not, dear friend, do not,” begged the master, terrified, “rather I stop what you each month as compensation.”

And because the appearance is still ruling the world, being both the supply of experienced first hand. But after much pressure from the master in the end they declared, with an arch smile, ready for every month the “reparations” to accept.

And so were they all happy. Bruno and Buffalmacco however, could not keep their mouths shut so soon knew every child in Florence, what a huge idiot this master of the medical sciences was.

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