Cossack fairy tales and folk-tales . his wife, andtrounced them soundly, until the rich brother yelledwith all his might: Oh, oh ! my own true brother,take what thou wilt, only let me off alive! where-upon the poor brother cried to his henchmen: Henchmen, henchmen ! into the drum! and thehenchmen disappeared immediately. Then the poor brother took his ram and his sack,and set off home with them. And they lived happilyever after, and grew richer and richer. They sowedneither wheat nor barley, and yet they had lots andlots to eat. And I was there, and drank mead andbeer. What my mouth couldnt ho
Cossack fairy tales and folk-tales . his wife, andtrounced them soundly, until the rich brother yelledwith all his might: Oh, oh ! my own true brother,take what thou wilt, only let me off alive! where-upon the poor brother cried to his henchmen: Henchmen, henchmen ! into the drum! and thehenchmen disappeared immediately. Then the poor brother took his ram and his sack,and set off home with them. And they lived happilyever after, and grew richer and richer. They sowedneither wheat nor barley, and yet they had lots andlots to eat. And I was there, and drank mead andbeer. What my mouth couldnt hold ran down mybeard. For you, theres a Jcazka, but there be fathearth-cakes for me the asker. And if I have aughtto eat, thou shalt share the treat. THE VOICES AT THE WINDOW. NOBLEMAN went hunting oneautumn, and with him went agoodly train of huntsmen. Allday long they hunted andhunted, and at the end of theday they had caught last dark night overtookIt had now grown bitterly cold, and theThe nobleman was wetHe rubbed his. them rain began to fall heavily,to the skin, and his teeth chatteredhands together and cried: Oh, had we but a warmhut, and a white bed, and soft bread and sour kvas,1we should have nought to complain of, but would telltales and feign fables till dawn of day ! Immedi-ately there shone a light in the depths of the hastened up to it, and lo ! there was a entered, and on the table lay bread and a jug 1 A sourish drink. THE VOICES AT THE WINDOW. 41 of kvas; and the hut was warm, and the bed thereinwas white—everything just as the nobleman haddesired it. So they all entered after him, and saidgrace, and had supper, and laid them down to sleep. They all slept, all but one, but to him slumberwould not come. About midnight he heard a strangenoise, and something came to the window and said : Oh, thou son of a dog ! thou didst say : If we hadbut a warm hut, and a white bed, and soft bread andsour kvas, we should have nought to complain
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