. Cossack fairy tales and folk-tales. Selected . buried his teeth in ittill he found he couldnt let go again. Pietugged and he tugged, but it was no good, andthe ox dragged him gradually off goodnessknows where. Then the old woman awoke,and there was no ox to be seen. Alas! oldfool that I am ! cried she, perchance it hasgone home. Then she quickly caught up herdistaff and spinning-board, threw them overher shoulders, and hastened off home, and shesaw that the ox had dragged the bear up to thefence, and in she went to her old man. Dad,dad! she cried, look, look! the ox hasbrought us a bear. Com
. Cossack fairy tales and folk-tales. Selected . buried his teeth in ittill he found he couldnt let go again. Pietugged and he tugged, but it was no good, andthe ox dragged him gradually off goodnessknows where. Then the old woman awoke,and there was no ox to be seen. Alas! oldfool that I am ! cried she, perchance it hasgone home. Then she quickly caught up herdistaff and spinning-board, threw them overher shoulders, and hastened off home, and shesaw that the ox had dragged the bear up to thefence, and in she went to her old man. Dad,dad! she cried, look, look! the ox hasbrought us a bear. Come out and kill it!Then the old man jumped up, tore off thebear, tied him up, and threw him in the cellar. Next morning, between dark and dawn, theold woman took. her distaff and drove the oxinto the steppe to graze. She herself sat downby a mound, began spinning, and said: Graze, graze away, little ox, while I spinmy flax ! Graze, graze away, little ox, while Ispin my flax! And while she spun, her headdrooped down and she dozed. And, lo ! from. ^^?^4 ;^^Se)/;.4ii •11 =*^^ ^^ -I The old woman started toward home, and there found a wolf on the heifersback.—Page 171. I COSSACK FAIRY TALES. 171 behind the dark wood, from the back of the hugepines, a gray wolf came rushing out upon theox and said; Who are you ? Come, tell me! I am a three-year-old heifer, stuffed withstraw and trimmed with tar, said the ox. Oh! trimmed with tar, are you ? Thengive me of your tar to tar my sides, that thedogs and the sons of dogs tear me not! Take some, said the ox. And with thatthe wolf fell upon him and tried to tear the taroff. He tugged and tugged, and tore with histeeth, but could get none off. Then he tried tolet go, and couldnt; tug and worry as hemight it was no good. When the old womanwoke, there was no heifer in sight. Maybemy heifer has gone home! she cried; Illgo home and see. When she got there shewas astonished, for by the paling stood the oxwith the wolf still tugging at it.
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