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Tove Jansson - Finn Family Moomintroll

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Poor little chap! He had been turned into a very strange animal indeed ...Although theyre small, fat and shy creatures; Moomins have the most amazing adventures. It all begins when Moominpappa tries on a magic hat that makes exciting and funny things happen.

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Chapter one In which Moomintroll Snufkin and Sniff find the Hobgoblins Hat - photo 1

Chapter one

In which Moomintroll, Snufkin, and Sniff find the Hobgoblins Hat; how five small clouds unexpectedly appear, and how the Hemulen finds himself a new hobby.

ONE spring morning at four oclock the first cuckoo arrived in the Valley of the Moomins. He perched on the blue roof of Moominhouse and cuckooed eight times rather hoarsely to be sure, for it was still a bit early in the spring.

Then he flew away to the east.

Moomintroll woke up and lay a long time looking at the ceiling before he realized where he was. He had slept a hundred nights and a hundred days, and his dreams still thronged about his head trying to coax him back to sleep.

But as he was wriggling round trying to find a cosy new spot to sleep he caught sight of something that made him quite wide awake Snufkins bed was empty!

Moomintroll sat up. Yes, Snufkins hat had gone, too. Goodness gracious me! he said, tiptoeing to the open window. Ah-ha, Snufkin had been using the rope-ladder. Moomintroll scrambled over the windowsill and climbed cautiously down on his short legs. He could see Snufkins footprints plainly in the wet earth, wandering here and there and rather difficult to follow, until suddenly they did a long jump and crossed over themselves. He must have been very happy decided Moomintroll. He did a somersault here thats clear enough.

Suddenly Moomintroll lifted his nose and listened! Far away Snufkin was playing his gayest song: All small beasts should have bows in their tails. And Moomintroll began to run towards the music.

Down by the river he came upon Snufkin who was sitting on the bridge with his legs dangling over the water, his old hat pulled down over his ears.

Hello, said Moomintroll sitting down beside him.

Hello to you, said Snufkin, and went on playing.

The sun was up now and shone straight into their eyes, making them blink. They sat swinging their legs over the running water, feeling happy and carefree.

They had had many strange adventures on this river and had brought home many new friends.

Moomintrolls mother and father always welcomed all their friends in the same quiet way, just adding another bed and putting another leaf in the dining-room table. And so Moominhouse was rather full a place where everyone did what they liked and seldom worried about tomorrow. Very often unexpected and disturbing things used to happen, but nobody ever had time to be bored, and that is always a good thing.

When Snufkin came to the last verse of his spring song he put his mouth-organ in his pocket and said:

Is Sniff awake yet?

I dont think so, answered Moomintroll. He always sleeps a week longer than the others.

Then we must certainly wake him up, said Snufkin as he jumped down. We must do something special today because its going to be fine.

So Moomintroll made their secret signal under Sniffs window: three ordinary whistles first and then a long one through his paws, and it meant: Theres something doing. They heard Sniff stop snoring, but nothing moved up above.

Once more, said Snufkin. And they signalled even louder than before.

Then the window banged up.

Im asleep, shouted a cross voice.

Come on down and dont be angry, said Snufkin. Were going to do something very special.

Then Sniff smoothed out his sleep-crinkled ears and clambered down the rope-ladder. (I should perhaps mention that they had rope-ladders under all the windows because it took so long to use the stairs.)

It certainly promised to be a fine day. Everywhere befuddled little creatures just woken from their long winter sleep poked about rediscovering old haunts, and busied themselves airing clothes, brushing out their moustaches and getting their houses ready for the spring.

Many were building new homes and I am afraid some were quarrelling. (You can wake up in a very bad temper after such a long sleep.)

The Spirits that haunted the trees sat combing their long hair, and on the north side of the tree trunks, baby mice dug tunnels amongst the snowflakes.

Happy spring! said an elderly Earth-Worm. And how was the winter with you?

Very nice, thank you, said Moomintroll. Did you sleep well, sir?

Fine, said the Worm. Remember me to your father and mother.

So they walked on, talking to a lot of people in this way, but the higher up the hill they went the less people there were, and at last they only saw one or two mother mice sniffing around and spring-cleaning.

It was wet everywhere.

Ugh how nasty, said Moomintroll, picking his way gingerly through the melting snow. So much snow is never good for a Moomin. Mother said so. And he sneezed.

Listen Moomintroll, said Snufkin. I have an idea. What about going to the top of the mountain and making a pile of stones to show that we were the first to get there?

Yes, lets, said Sniff, and set off at once so as to get there before the others.

When they reached the top the March wind gambolled around them, and the blue distance lay at their feet. To the west was the sea; to the east the river looped round the Lonely Mountains; to the north the great forest spread its green carpet, and to the south the smoke rose from Moomintrolls chimney, for Moominmamma was cooking the breakfast. But Sniff saw none of these things because on the top of the mountain lay a hat a tall, black hat.

Someone has been here before! he said.

Moomintroll picked up the hat and looked at it. Its a rarey hat, he said. Perhaps it will fit you, Snufkin.

No, no, said Snufkin, who loved his old green hat. Its much too new.

Perhaps father would like it, mused Moomintroll.

Well, anyway well take it with us, said Sniff. But now I want to go home Im dying for some breakfast, arent you?

I should just say I am, said Snufkin.

And that was how they found the Hobgoblins Hat and took it home with them, without guessing for one moment that this would cast a spell on the Valley of the Moomins, and that before long they would all see strange things

When Moomintroll Snufkin and Sniff went out on to the veranda the others had - photo 2

When Moomintroll, Snufkin, and Sniff went out on to the veranda the others had already had their breakfast and gone off in various directions. Moominpappa was alone reading the newspaper.

Well, well! So you have woken up, too, he said. Remarkably little in the paper today. A stream burst its dam and swamped a lot of ants. All saved. The first cuckoo arrived in the valley at four oclock and then flew off to the east. (This is a good omen, but a cuckoo flying west is still better)

Look what weve found, interrupted Moomintroll, proudly. A beautiful new top hat for you!

Moominpappa put aside his paper and examined the hat very thoroughly. Then he put it on in front of the long mirror. It was rather too big for him in fact it nearly covered his eyes, and the effect was very curious.

Mother, screamed Moomintroll. Come and look at father.

Moominmamma opened the kitchen door and looked at him with amazement.

How do I look? asked Moominpappa.

Its all right, said Moominmamma. Yes, you look very handsome in it, but its just a tiny bit too big.

Is it better like this? asked Moominpappa, pushing the hat onto the back of his head.

Hm, said Moominmamma. Thats smart, too, but I almost think you look more dignified without a hat.

Moominpappa looked at himself in front, behind and from both sides, and then he put the hat on the table with a sigh.

Youre right, he said. Some people look better without hats.

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