Hudden and Dudden and Donald O'Neary

There was once upon a time two farmers, and their names were Hudden and Dudden. They had poultry in their yards, sheep on the uplands, and scores of cattle in the meadow-land alongside the river. But for all that they weren't happy. For just between their two farms there lived a poor man by the name of Donald O'Neary. He had a hovel over his head and a strip of grass that was barely enough to keep his one cow, Daisy, from starving, and, though she did her best, it was but seldom that Donald got a drink of milk or a roll of butter from Daisy.

Dahulu kala hiduplah dua petani, dan nama mereka Hudden dan Dudden. Mereka memiliki unggas di halaman mereka, domba di dataran tinggi, dan puluhan sapi di padang rumput di sepanjang sungai. Tetapi meski begitu mereka tidak bahagia. Sebab tepat di antara kedua ladang mereka tinggal seorang pria miskin bernama Donald O'Neary. Ia memiliki sebuah gubuk sebagai tempat berteduh dan sejalur rumput yang nyaris tak cukup untuk menjaga satu-satunya sapinya, Daisy, dari kelaparan, dan, meski Daisy sudah berusaha sebaik mungkin, jarang sekali Donald mendapat seteguk susu atau segulung mentega darinya.

You would think there was little here to make Hudden and Dudden jealous, but so it is, the more one has the more one wants, and Donald's neighbours lay awake of nights scheming how they might get hold of his little strip of grass-land. Daisy, poor thing, they never thought of; she was just a bag of bones.

Kaumungkin mengira sedikit sekali alasan bagi Hudden dan Dudden untuk cemburu, tetapi begitulah, semakin banyak seseorang punya, semakin banyak pula yang ia inginkan, dan para tetangga Donald terjaga di malam hari merencanakan bagaimana mereka bisa merebut sejalur kecil padang rumputnya. Daisy, makhluk malang itu, tak pernah mereka pikirkan; ia hanyalah setumpuk tulang.

One day Hudden met Dudden, and they were soon grumbling as usual, and all to the tune of "If only we could get that vagabond Donald O'Neary out of the country."

Suatu hari Hudden bertemu Dudden, dan mereka pun segera menggerutu seperti biasa, semuanya dengan nada "Andai saja kita bisa mengusir gelandangan Donald O'Neary itu dari negeri ini."

"Let's kill Daisy," said Hudden at last; "if that doesn't make him clear out, nothing will."

"Ayo kita bunuh Daisy," kata Hudden akhirnya; "kalau itu tak membuatnya pergi, tak ada yang bisa."

No sooner said than agreed, and it wasn't dark before Hudden and Dudden crept up to the little shed where lay poor Daisy trying her best to chew the cud, though she hadn't had as much grass in the day as would cover your hand. And when Donald came to see if Daisy was all snug for the night, the poor beast had only time to lick his hand once before she died.

Tak lama setelah dikatakan, disepakatilah itu, dan belum lagi gelap ketika Hudden dan Dudden menyelinap ke gubuk kecil tempat Daisy yang malang berbaring berusaha sebaik mungkin mengunyah makanannya, meski ia belum makan rumput sebanyak yang bisa menutupi telapak tanganmu sepanjang hari itu. Dan ketika Donald datang untuk melihat apakah Daisy sudah aman untuk malam itu, hewan malang itu hanya sempat menjilat tangannya sekali sebelum ia mati.

Well, Donald was a shrewd fellow, and downhearted though he was, began to think if he could get any good out of Daisy's death. He thought and he thought, and the next day you could have seen him trudging off early to the fair, Daisy's hide over his shoulder, every penny he had jingling in his pockets. Just before he got to the fair, he made several slits in the hide, put a penny in each slit, walked into the best inn of the town as bold as if it belonged to him, and, hanging the hide up to a nail in the wall, sat down.

Nah, Donald adalah orang yang cerdik, dan meski hatinya sedih, ia mulai berpikir apakah ia bisa mendapatkan sesuatu yang baik dari kematian Daisy. Ia berpikir dan berpikir, dan keesokan harinya kau bisa melihatnya berjalan pagi-pagi menuju pasar malam, kulit Daisy di pundaknya, setiap keping uang yang ia miliki berdenting di sakunya. Tepat sebelum ia tiba di pasar malam itu, ia membuat beberapa sayatan di kulit itu, memasukkan sekeping uang di setiap sayatan, berjalan masuk ke penginapan terbaik di kota itu dengan berani seolah-olah itu miliknya sendiri, dan, menggantung kulit itu pada sebuah paku di dinding, ia duduk.

"Some of your best whisky," says he to the landlord.

"Beberapa wiski terbaikmu," katanya kepada pemilik penginapan.

But the landlord didn't like his looks. "Is it fearing I won't pay you, you are?" says Donald; "why I have a hide here that gives me all the money I want." And with that he hit it a whack with his stick and out hopped a penny. The landlord opened his eyes, as you may fancy.

Tetapi pemilik penginapan itu tak menyukai penampilannya. "Apakah kau takut aku tak akan membayarmu?" kata Donald; "aku punya sebuah kulit di sini yang memberiku semua uang yang kubutuhkan." Dan dengan itu ia memukulnya sekali dengan tongkatnya dan melompatlah keluar sekeping uang. Pemilik penginapan itu membelalakkan matanya, seperti yang bisa kaubayangkan.

"What'll you take for that hide?"

"Berapa harga kulit itu?"

"It's not for sale, my good man."

"Itu tidak dijual, kawanku yang baik."

"Will you take a gold piece?"

"Maukah kau menerima sekeping emas?"

"It's not for sale, I tell you. Hasn't it kept me and mine for years?" and with that Donald hit the hide another whack and out jumped a second penny.

"Itu tidak dijual, kubilang. Bukankah itu telah menghidupiku dan keluargaku selama bertahun-tahun?" dan dengan itu Donald memukul kulit itu sekali lagi dan melompatlah keluar sekeping uang kedua.

Well, the long and the short of it was that Donald let the hide go, and, that very evening, who but he should walk up to Hudden's door?

Nah, singkat cerita, Donald pun melepaskan kulit itu, dan, malam itu juga, siapa lagi kalau bukan dirinya yang berjalan ke pintu Hudden?

"Good-evening, Hudden. Will you lend me your best pair of scales?"

"Selamat malam, Hudden. Maukah kau meminjamkan aku timbanganmu yang terbaik?"

Hudden stared and Hudden scratched his head, but he lent the scales.

Hudden terbelalak dan Hudden menggaruk-garuk kepalanya, tetapi ia meminjamkan timbangan itu.

When Donald was safe at home, he pulled out his pocketful of bright gold and began to weigh each piece in the scales. But Hudden had put a lump of butter at the bottom, and so the last piece of gold stuck fast to the scales when he took them back to Hudden.

Ketika Donald sudah aman di rumah, ia mengeluarkan sakunya yang penuh emas berkilau dan mulai menimbang setiap kepingnya di timbangan itu. Tetapi Hudden telah menaruh segumpal mentega di dasar timbangan itu, sehingga keping emas terakhir menempel erat di timbangan itu ketika ia mengembalikannya kepada Hudden.

If Hudden had stared before, he stared ten times more now, and no sooner was Donald's back turned, than he was of as hard as he could pelt to Dudden's.

Jika Hudden sudah terbelalak sebelumnya, kini ia terbelalak sepuluh kali lebih besar, dan begitu Donald berbalik pergi, ia pun berlari secepat mungkin ke rumah Dudden.

"Good-evening, Dudden. That vagabond, bad luck to him—"

"Selamat malam, Dudden. Gelandangan itu, sialan dia—"

"You mean Donald O'Neary?"

"Maksudmu Donald O'Neary?"

"And who else should I mean? He's back here weighing out sackfuls of gold."

"Siapa lagi yang kumaksud? Ia sekarang sedang menimbang berkantong-kantong emas."

"How do you know that?"

"Bagaimana kau tahu itu?"

"Here are my scales that he borrowed, and here's a gold piece still sticking to them."

"Ini timbanganku yang ia pinjam, dan ini sekeping emas yang masih menempel padanya."

Off they went together, and they came to Donald's door. Donald had finished making the last pile of ten gold pieces. And he couldn't finish because a piece had stuck to the scales.

Mereka pun pergi bersama, dan tiba di pintu Donald. Donald baru saja selesai membuat tumpukan terakhir dari sepuluh keping emas. Dan ia tak bisa menyelesaikannya karena satu keping menempel di timbangan itu.

In they walked without an "If you please" or "By your leave."

Mereka pun masuk tanpa sepatah kata "permisi" atau "izinkan aku."

"Well, I never!" that was all they could say.

"Wah, sungguh belum pernah kulihat!" hanya itu yang bisa mereka katakan.

"Good-evening, Hudden; good-evening, Dudden. Ah! you thought you had played me a fine trick, but you never did me a better turn in all your lives. When I found poor Daisy dead, I thought to myself, 'Well, her hide may fetch something;' and it did. Hides are worth their weight in gold in the market just now."

"Selamat malam, Hudden; selamat malam, Dudden. Ah! kalian pikir kalian telah memainkan tipu daya yang bagus padaku, tetapi kalian tak pernah berbuat baik seperti ini padaku sepanjang hidup kalian. Ketika kudapati Daisy yang malang telah mati, kupikir dalam hati, 'Yah, kulitnya mungkin bisa laku;' dan memang benar. Kulit-kulit sangat berharga setimbang emasnya di pasar sekarang ini."

Hudden nudged Dudden, and Dudden winked at Hudden.

Hudden menyenggol Dudden, dan Dudden mengedipkan mata pada Hudden.

"Good-evening, Donald O'Neary."

"Selamat malam, Donald O'Neary."

"Good-evening, kind friends."

"Selamat malam, kawan-kawan baikku."

The next day there wasn't a cow or a calf that belonged to Hudden or Dudden but her hide was going to the fair in Hudden's biggest cart drawn by Dudden's strongest pair of horses.

Keesokan harinya tak ada satu pun sapi atau anak sapi milik Hudden atau Dudden yang kulitnya tak dibawa ke pasar malam dalam gerobak terbesar Hudden yang ditarik sepasang kuda terkuat milik Dudden.

When they came to the fair, each one took a hide over his arm, and there they were walking through the fair, bawling out at the top of their voices: "Hides to sell! hides to sell!"

Ketika mereka tiba di pasar malam itu, masing-masing membawa sehelai kulit di lengannya, dan di sanalah mereka berjalan melintasi pasar, berteriak sekencang-kencangnya: "Kulit untuk dijual! Kulit untuk dijual!"

Out came the tanner:

Keluarlah si penyamak kulit:

"How much for your hides, my good men?"

"Berapa harga kulit-kulit kalian, kawan-kawan baikku?"

"Their weight in gold."

"Setimbang emasnya."

"It's early in the day to come out of the tavern."

"Terlalu pagi untuk baru keluar dari kedai minuman."

That was all the tanner said, and back he went to his yard.

Hanya itu yang dikatakan si penyamak kulit, dan ia kembali ke halamannya.

"Hides to sell! Fine fresh hides to sell!"

"Kulit untuk dijual! Kulit segar yang bagus untuk dijual!"

Out came the cobbler.

Keluarlah si tukang sepatu.

"How much for your hides, my men?"

"Berapa harga kulit-kulit kalian, kawan-kawan?"

"Their weight in gold."

"Setimbang emasnya."

"Is it making game of me you are! Take that for your pains," and the cobbler dealt Hudden a blow that made him stagger.

"Apakah kalian mempermainkanku! Rasakan ini untuk kelancanganmu," dan si tukang sepatu memukul Hudden hingga terhuyung.

Up the people came running from one end of the fair to the other. "What's the matter? What's the matter?" cried they.

Orang-orang pun datang berlarian dari satu ujung pasar ke ujung yang lain. "Ada apa? Ada apa?" seru mereka.

"Here are a couple of vagabonds selling hides at their weight in gold," said the cobbler.

"Ini ada sepasang gelandangan menjual kulit setimbang emasnya," kata si tukang sepatu.

"Hold 'em fast; hold 'em fast!" bawled the innkeeper, who was the last to come up, he was so fat. "I'll wager it's one of the rogues who tricked me out of thirty gold pieces yesterday for a wretched hide."

"Tangkap mereka; tangkap mereka!" seru si pemilik penginapan, yang datang paling terakhir, sebab ia begitu gemuk. "Aku yakin salah satu dari mereka adalah bajingan yang menipuku tiga puluh keping emas kemarin untuk sehelai kulit yang tak berharga."

It was more kicks than halfpence that Hudden and Dudden got before they were well on their way home again, and they didn't run the slower because all the dogs of the town were at their heels.

Lebih banyak tendangan daripada uang receh yang didapat Hudden dan Dudden sebelum mereka akhirnya dalam perjalanan pulang, dan mereka tak berlari lebih lambat sebab semua anjing di kota mengejar tumit mereka.

Well, as you may fancy, if they loved Donald little before, they loved him less now.

Nah, seperti yang bisa kaubayangkan, kalau sebelumnya mereka sudah kurang menyukai Donald, kini mereka semakin membencinya.

"What's the matter, friends?" said he, as he saw them tearing along, their hats knocked in, and their coats torn off, and their faces black and blue. "Is it fighting you've been? or mayhap you met the police, ill luck to them?"

"Ada apa, kawan-kawan?" katanya, ketika ia melihat mereka berlari kencang, topi mereka penyok, jas mereka robek, dan wajah mereka lebam biru. "Apakah kalian baru saja berkelahi? Atau mungkin kalian bertemu polisi, sial bagi mereka?"

"We'll police you, you vagabond. It's mighty smart you thought yourself, deluding us with your lying tales."

"Kami akan mempolisikanmu, gelandangan. Kau pikir kau sangat pintar, menipu kami dengan cerita-cerita bohongmu."

"Who deluded you? Didn't you see the gold with your own two eyes?"

"Siapa yang menipu kalian? Bukankah kalian melihat emas itu dengan mata kepala kalian sendiri?"

But it was no use talking. Pay for it he must, and should. There was a meal-sack handy, and into it Hudden and Dudden popped Donald O'Neary, tied him up tight, ran a pole through the knot, and off they started for the Brown Lake of the Bog, each with a pole-end on his shoulder, and Donald O'Neary between.

Tetapi percuma saja bicara. Ia harus membayar untuk itu, dan memang harus. Ada sebuah karung tepung di dekat sana, dan ke dalamnya Hudden dan Dudden memasukkan Donald O'Neary, mengikatnya erat-erat, memasang sebatang tongkat menembus simpulnya, lalu berangkat menuju Danau Cokelat di Rawa itu, masing-masing membawa ujung tongkat di pundaknya, dan Donald O'Neary di tengah.

But the Brown Lake was far, the road was dusty, Hudden and Dudden were sore and weary, and parched with thirst. There was an inn by the roadside.

Tetapi Danau Cokelat itu jauh, jalannya berdebu, Hudden dan Dudden pegal dan lelah, serta haus kekeringan. Ada sebuah penginapan di pinggir jalan.

"Let's go in," said Hudden; "I'm dead beat. It's heavy he is for the little he had to eat."

"Ayo kita masuk," kata Hudden; "aku benar-benar kelelahan. Berat sekali dia untuk seseorang yang makannya sedikit."

If Hudden was willing, so was Dudden. As for Donald, you may be sure his leave wasn't asked, but he was lumped down at the inn door for all the world as if he had been a sack of potatoes.

Kalau Hudden setuju, begitu pula Dudden. Adapun Donald, kaupasti tahu izinnya tak pernah diminta, tetapi ia dilempar begitu saja di depan pintu penginapan itu seolah-olah ia hanyalah sekarung kentang.

"Sit still, you vagabond," said Dudden; "if we don't mind waiting, you needn't."

"Diamlah, gelandangan," kata Dudden; "kalau kami tak keberatan menunggu, kau juga tak perlu keberatan."

Donald held his peace, but after a while he heard the glasses clink, and Hudden singing away at the top of his voice.

Donald diam saja, tetapi setelah beberapa saat ia mendengar gelas-gelas berdentingan, dan Hudden bernyanyi sekencang-kencangnya.

"I won't have her, I tell you; I won't have her!" said Donald. But nobody heeded what he said.

"Aku tak mau menikahinya, kubilang; aku tak mau menikahinya!" kata Donald. Tetapi tak seorang pun mengindahkan apa yang ia katakan.

"I won't have her, I tell you; I won't have her!" said Donald, and this time he said it louder; but nobody heeded what he said.

"Aku tak mau menikahinya, kubilang; aku tak mau menikahinya!" kata Donald, dan kali ini ia mengatakannya lebih keras; tetapi tak seorang pun mengindahkan apa yang ia katakan.

"I won't have her, I tell you; I won't have her!" said Donald; and this time he said it as loud as he could.

"Aku tak mau menikahinya, kubilang; aku tak mau menikahinya!" kata Donald; dan kali ini ia mengatakannya sekencang-kencangnya yang ia bisa.

"And who won't you have, may I be so bold as to ask?" said a farmer, who had just come up with a drove of cattle, and was turning in for a glass.

"Dan siapa yang tak mau kaunikahi, bolehkah aku bertanya dengan berani?" kata seorang petani, yang baru saja datang dengan sekawanan sapi, dan sedang mampir untuk minum segelas.

"It's the king's daughter. They are bothering the life out of me to marry her."

"Itu putri raja. Mereka membuatku sengsara setengah mati agar aku menikahinya."

"You're the lucky fellow. I'd give something to be in your shoes."

"Kau orang yang beruntung. Aku rela memberikan sesuatu untuk berada di posisimu."

"Do you see that now! Wouldn't it be a fine thing for a farmer to be marrying a princess, all dressed in gold and jewels?"

"Kaulihat itu sekarang! Bukankah akan menjadi hal yang bagus bagi seorang petani menikahi seorang putri, berbusana serba emas dan permata?"

"Jewels, do you say? Ah, now, couldn't you take me with you?"

"Permata, katamu? Ah, sekarang, tidakkah kau bisa membawaku bersamamu?"

"Well, you're an honest fellow, and as I don't care for the king's daughter, though she's as beautiful as the day, and is covered with jewels from top to toe, you shall have her. Just undo the cord, and let me out; they tied me up tight, as they knew I'd run away from her."

"Nah, kau orang yang jujur, dan karena aku tak menginginkan putri raja itu, meski ia secantik siang hari, dan diselimuti permata dari kepala sampai kaki, kau boleh mendapatkannya. Lepaskan saja talinya, dan biarkan aku keluar; mereka mengikatku erat-erat, sebab mereka tahu aku akan lari darinya."

Out crawled Donald; in crept the farmer.

Keluarlah Donald merangkak; masuklah petani itu merangkak.

"Now lie still, and don't mind the shaking; it's only rumbling over the palace steps you'll be. And maybe they'll abuse you for a vagabond, who won't have the king's daughter; but you needn't mind that. Ah! it's a deal I'm giving up for you, sure as it is that I don't care for the princess."

"Sekarang berbaringlah diam, dan jangan pedulikan goncangannya; itu hanya berguncang melewati tangga-tangga istana. Dan mungkin mereka akan memakimu sebagai gelandangan, yang tak mau menikahi putri raja; tapi kau tak perlu memedulikan itu. Ah! banyak sekali yang kurelakan untukmu, sungguh, karena aku memang tak menginginkan sang putri."

"Take my cattle in exchange," said the farmer; and you may guess it wasn't long before Donald was at their tails driving them homewards.

"Ambillah ternakku sebagai gantinya," kata petani itu; dan kaubisa membayangkan tak lama kemudian Donald sudah berada di belakang mereka menggiring mereka pulang.

Out came Hudden and Dudden, and the one took one end of the pole, and the other the other.

Keluarlah Hudden dan Dudden, dan yang satu memegang satu ujung tongkat, dan yang lain memegang ujung yang lain.

"I'm thinking he's heavier," said Hudden.

"Kurasa dia lebih berat," kata Hudden.

"Ah, never mind," said Dudden; "it's only a step now to the Brown Lake."

"Ah, tak apa," kata Dudden; "hanya tinggal beberapa langkah lagi ke Danau Cokelat itu."

"I'll have her now! I'll have her now!" bawled the farmer, from inside the sack.

"Aku akan menikahinya sekarang! Aku akan menikahinya sekarang!" teriak petani itu, dari dalam karung.

"By my faith, and you shall though," said Hudden, and he laid his stick across the sack.

"Demi imanku, memang begitu akan terjadi," kata Hudden, dan ia memukulkan tongkatnya ke karung itu.

"I'll have her! I'll have her!" bawled the farmer, louder than ever.

"Aku akan menikahinya! Aku akan menikahinya!" teriak petani itu, lebih keras dari sebelumnya.

"Well, here you are," said Dudden, for they were now come to the Brown Lake, and, unslinging the sack, they pitched it plump into the lake.

"Nah, sudah sampai," kata Dudden, sebab mereka kini telah tiba di Danau Cokelat itu, dan, melepaskan karung itu dari pundaknya, mereka melemparkannya ke tengah danau itu.

"You'll not be playing your tricks on us any longer," said Hudden.

"Kau tak akan lagi memainkan tipu dayamu pada kami," kata Hudden.

"True for you," said Dudden. "Ah, Donald, my boy, it was an ill day when you borrowed my scales."

"Benar katamu itu," kata Dudden. "Ah, Donald, anak muda, hari yang sial itu ketika kau meminjam timbanganku."

Off they went, with a light step and an easy heart, but when they were near home, who should they see but Donald O'Neary, and all around him the cows were grazing, and the calves were kicking up their heels and butting their heads together.

Mereka pun pergi, dengan langkah ringan dan hati yang lega, tetapi ketika mereka hampir sampai di rumah, siapa lagi yang mereka lihat kalau bukan Donald O'Neary, dan di sekelilingnya sapi-sapi sedang merumput, dan anak-anak sapi sedang menendang-nendangkan kaki mereka dan saling menyeruduk kepala mereka.

"Is it you, Donald?" said Dudden. "Faith, you've been quicker than we have."

"Apakah itu kau, Donald?" kata Dudden. "Demi imanku, kau lebih cepat daripada kami."

"True for you, Dudden, and let me thank you kindly; the turn was good, if the will was ill. You'll have heard, like me, that the Brown Lake leads to the Land of Promise. I always put it down as lies, but it is just as true as my word. Look at the cattle."

"Benar katamu itu, Dudden, dan biarkan aku berterima kasih dengan tulus kepadamu; nasib baik itu memang bagus, meski niatnya jahat. Kau pasti sudah dengar, sepertiku, bahwa Danau Cokelat itu mengarah ke Negeri Janji. Aku selalu menganggapnya bohong, tetapi ternyata sebenar kata-kataku sendiri. Lihatlah ternak-ternak itu."

Hudden stared, and Dudden gaped; but they couldn't get over the cattle; fine fat cattle they were too.

Hudden terbelalak, dan Dudden menganga; tetapi mereka tak bisa mengabaikan ternak-ternak itu; sapi-sapi gemuk yang bagus pula itu.

"It's only the worst I could bring up with me," said Donald O'Neary; "the others were so fat, there was no driving them. Faith, too, it's little wonder they didn't care to leave, with grass as far as you could see, and as sweet and juicy as fresh butter."

"Ini hanya yang paling buruk yang bisa kubawa naik bersamaku," kata Donald O'Neary; "yang lainnya begitu gemuk, tak mungkin digiring. Demi imanku, tak heran pula mereka tak mau pergi, dengan rumput sejauh mata memandang, semanis dan sesegar mentega baru."

"Ah, now, Donald, we haven't always been friends," said Dudden, "but, as I was just saying, you were ever a decent lad, and you'll show us the way, won't you?"

"Ah, sekarang, Donald, kita tak selalu berteman," kata Dudden, "tapi, seperti yang baru saja kukatakan, kau selalu anak yang baik, dan kau akan menunjukkan kami jalannya, bukan begitu?"

"I don't see that I'm called upon to do that; there is a power more cattle down there. Why shouldn't I have them all to myself?"

"Aku tak melihat alasan mengapa aku harus melakukan itu; ada begitu banyak ternak lagi di bawah sana. Mengapa aku tak boleh memiliki semuanya untuk diriku sendiri?"

"Faith, they may well say, the richer you get, the harder the heart. You always were a neighbourly lad, Donald. You wouldn't wish to keep the luck all to yourself?"

"Demi imanku, mereka memang benar berkata, semakin kaya seseorang, semakin keras hatinya. Kau selalu jadi anak yang baik pada tetangga, Donald. Kau tak akan ingin menyimpan semua keberuntungan itu untuk dirimu sendiri, kan?"

"True for you, Hudden, though 'tis a bad example you set me. But I'll not be thinking of old times. There is plenty for all there, so come along with me."

"Benar katamu itu, Hudden, meski kau memberiku contoh yang buruk. Tapi aku tak akan memikirkan masa lalu. Ada banyak untuk semua orang di sana, jadi ikutlah denganku."

Off they trudged, with a light heart and an eager step. When they came to the Brown Lake, the sky was full of little white clouds, and, if the sky was full, the lake was as full.

Mereka pun berjalan, dengan hati ringan dan langkah bersemangat. Ketika mereka tiba di Danau Cokelat itu, langit dipenuhi awan-awan putih kecil, dan, jika langit dipenuhi, danau itu pun sama penuhnya.

"Ah! now, look, there they are," cried Donald, as he pointed to the clouds in the lake.

"Ah! sekarang, lihat, itu mereka," seru Donald, sambil menunjuk ke awan-awan di danau itu.

"Where? where?" cried Hudden, and "Don't be greedy!" cried Dudden, as he jumped his hardest to be up first with the fat cattle. But if he jumped first, Hudden wasn't long behind.

"Di mana? Di mana?" seru Hudden, dan "Jangan serakah!" seru Dudden, sambil melompat sekuat tenaga agar bisa lebih dulu sampai pada ternak gemuk itu. Tetapi meski ia melompat lebih dulu, Hudden tak lama tertinggal di belakangnya.

They never came back. Maybe they got too fat, like the cattle. As for Donald O'Neary, he had cattle and sheep all his days to his heart's content.

Mereka tak pernah kembali. Mungkin mereka jadi terlalu gemuk, seperti ternak itu. Adapun Donald O'Neary, ia memiliki ternak dan domba sepanjang hidupnya sepuas hatinya.