N19. It's still lame. .27.29.
Thefairy-tale text ends with a formula stating that one or two people who met the narrator after the fabulous feast or were present directly at it at the festival, became bald/lame as a result of hot food and/or a bone or bowl thrown on the head.
Hungarians, Romanians, Gagauz people, Abkhazians.
The Balkans. Hungarians (Changoshi, Hetfalu, Romania) ["They had a rich wedding. There were plenty of spoons and plates, but he thought he was lucky who got even a drop of soup. And I went to a wedding. I asked for a piece of meat. And someone threw a bone at me, put a tick in my left leg - I'm still limping. There was one person living there next door. My head was completely bald. Shamu Feher Marton was his name. Here he came too, asking for a drop of soup. And someone was angry and threw a bowl of soup on him, right out of the fire. So he, poor man, died with his bald patch. And the young are still alive, even if they haven't died yet. That's the whole fairy tale, go away, friends"]: Ortutai 1974, No. 29:361; Romanians ["If I also happen at this girl's wedding. The wedding was marvelously princely, and the guests were visibly invisible. Everyone was having fun, screaming, dancing so that the ground trembled. Even the bride had fun, even though she had no time to get married! And at the table, whether treats or different wines, I would untie my belt straight, eat and drink - just to fit in! And of the treats, pancakes were the most delicious, you can lick your fingers right! I couldn't eat them so much, so I liked them! They were so warm and soft, even if you eat with your eyes! I hid one damn thing in my bosom to eat on the way home. In the middle of the way, I wanted pancakes so much, I took it out of my bosom and got ready to eat. And suddenly I see an unknown person right in front of me. I saw a damn thing, I guess he liked it, and let's ask me and beg me to give it to him, or he'll burst with envy, that's the thing! And he kept asking and asking, so I threw this damn thing to him. And he, not to catch it, closed his eyes and hung his head. The pancake smashed on the top of his head, and as he was soft, it stuck to his hair. He tried to stick it off, pulled out all his hair and to this day he walks bald... And if you don't believe me, look at his head, when you meet him, you'll see that I've told you the truth"; "And I was there, drinking, eating, dancing. Gheorghe Natu (a bald grandfather from the same village - Collector's note) also attended this wedding and asked for a pancake to be given to him too. They flopped the damn thing right on his head, and he's been bald since then to this day. Gheorghe Chubotariu (a lame grandfather from the same village - Collector's note) also came and asked for soup. And they treated him to a bone on his leg, so far Gheorghe is walking lame"]: Roshiyan 1974:71-72; Gagauz people ["The whole country gathered at the wedding, I was also sitting there, sitting across the street, ate many different dishes and wines drank. They gave me a bowl of baklava home, but this shameless Ivancha of ours appeared in front of me on the way: "Give me this treat, give it back!" When I got angry, I threw a bowl at him! It's all in baklava! The bowl hit him right in the leg. The man is still limping"]: Syrf 2013:94.
Caucasus - Asia Minor. Abkhazians: Shakryl 1974, No. 45 (p. Lykhny, Gudauta District, 1936) ["This is how well the poor old man healed in his old age. And I used to visit an old man too. One day, when I went to see an old man, he had a feast: it turns out that he invited his son-in-law. On my way home, I took a pot of meat broth and the thigh of an animal that the old man had stabbed to death. On my way, I met someone named Ozbak. When I met my horse was frightened, shuddered, the broth poured out and scalded Ozbaku's head. Ozbak's head has become bald. "What did you do to me!" - Ozbak shouted angrily and rushed at me. I grabbed my thigh, threw it at Ozbak and hit him in the leg. Since then, Ozbak has remained bald and lame for life"]; No. 50 (p. Jgerda, Ochamchira District, 1937) ["So he {lousy} saved the king from death. Then his father-in-law, the king, had a big feast and handed over his kingdom to his lousy son-in-law. Whoever told me all this was Tolumbash at that feast. And I've been there. When I came back, I took a meat broth and a bull's thigh with me. On the way, I met Habzhkut, I poured a decoction on his head, and his head went bald. Then I met Shahuar, threw my thigh at him, hit him in the knee, and his knee was shattered to pieces."]: 243, 268.