The cornel cherry salesman

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Two people fell in love, but they didn't dare tell their mothers and fathers that they loved one another. Where they told her to go, she would go. Where they gave her away she went. Well, the guy who loved her said:

“I'm still in love with you. I'll have you just once!"

She said to him:

"I can’t. My husband keeps a close eye on me. He will hear, and I'll become hateful to my husband. Why should I anger him?"”"

"No, I'll tell you how we’ll do it."

"How?"

"You'll fall sick, and since your husband likes you so much, you'll ask him for some cornel cherries in order to get well."

For two or three days she lay down; she didn't eat anything.

"What do you feel like eating, dear wife?"

"Well, husband, I don’t want anything, I just want some cornel cherries. If I had only one handful to eat, I would get well."

"If that's what it takes, we'll find some cornel cherries, wife. Perhaps someone will be carrying some now and we’ll buy some. You'll see."

As he said these words, the other one goes by the house:

"Cornel cherries! Cornel cherries!"

"Listen, husband! Someone's shouting about cornel cherries. Look and see!"

Before the husband ran out, he moved on.

"Well now, wife, he's gone!"

"Sit down, husband, and wait! Perhaps he’ll pass by again."

It wasn't an hour, when again:

"Cornel cherries! Cornell cherries!"

"There he is, husband!"

He went out:

"Hey you there, friend, hey!"

"What?"

"What are you selling?"

"Cornel cherries."

"Come here, my wife is very sick! I'll give you as much money as you ask for it; just give me one cupful of cornel cherries."

"Fine, I'll give you some."

He goes into the house. She's lying there.

"What is the matter with you, my good woman?"

"Oh, I don’t feel well, I'll die. I'm sick ...”

"The Lord will give you health, the Lord will give you health!"

"So, how much money do you want for the cornel cherries?"

"Well, it's like this, friend, I'll tell you truthfully. I didn't get them for nothing: I got them for an ass, and I'll sell them for an ass. If that's okay with you, I'll give them to your wife; if it's not okay, I won't!"

“Well now, wife, what shall we do?"

"Well, husband, if you want to have me, you'll get me cornel cherries. If you don't want me, don't get them. I'll die, I can't go on, I must eat some cornel cherries."

"Then, what do you mean, for an ass?"

"Well, it's like this. I'll tell you what I mean for an ass. Just that, for an ass! I got them for an ass. If you give me an ass, I'll give them to you; if not ... That's what I got them for."

"But wife, can you do it?"

"Well, let's see, husband.”

He started in on her.

"Hey, now don't pound her so hard, she's sick!"

"God will give her health, God will give her health."

He banged her good, real good, and gave her the cornel cherries.

"Well, brother, God give you health! Both to you and to your children!"

"Thank you, good woman. If you get sick, I'll bring your cornel cherries again."

"So, friend, I was wondering were I could find cornel cherries. May God give you health for coming! Indeed you got them for ass, and we gave you an ass for them."