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Week 14 Reading Notes: Italian Popular Tales pt A

This is crazy that it is our last week of reading! I am so excited about reading some of the Italian Popular Tales. I wanted to focus my notes today on the story called "How the Devil Married Three Sisters." I have never heard of this story before and so when I read it I thought it might be fun to focus my notes on it. I loved all of the stories that made up part A of the reading, but for some reason, this one stuck out to me most. I decided to keep it simple with my note-taking style for part A, and then I will do something new for part B.

  • The devil decided he wanted to get married so he left Hell, disguised himself as a handsome young man, and built a grand house
  • he introduced himself to a family with three daughters and won over the oldest, and they got married soon after 
  • the devil asked his new wife to not enter one door of the house, though she could go to every other part of the house
    • this part reminded me of Beauty and the Beast and how Belle was not allowed to enter the certain wing of the house.
  • the wife promised, but then entered the door anyways as soon as the devil left
    • she lied when he asked her. 
  • when he found out, he pushed the wife into the room and she fell into the depths of hell 
  • he won over the second sister, and the exact same story happened to her. 
    • it surprised me that they didn't go into detail with this part of the story, they simply said "the same thing happened"
  • the sister found her sisters through the door and decided to help them escape by hiding them in chests and sending the chests with the devil back to the parent's house. 
  • on the third day, she hid herself in the chest and he took her home, surprised when he got home that he could not find her. 
  • he went to the parent's house and saw all three sisters, which scared him and made him decide that he did not want to marry. 

Devil Sculpture in Italy 

Bibliography: Italian Popular Tales by Thomas Frederick Crane (1885).

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