Cossack fairy tales and folk-tales . bidden me unravelit, and reel it, and bleach it, and bring it back ascloth in the evening.— Grieve not, maiden ! saidthe heifer, it will all turn out well. Lie clownto sleep !—So she lay down to sleep, and when sheawoke the flax was all unravelled and reeled andspun into fine cloth, and bleached. Then she drovethe heifer home and gave the cloth to her mother-in-law. The old woman took it and hid it away,that nobody might know that the old mans daughterhad brought it to her. The next day she said to her own daughter : Dearlittle daughter, drive the heifer ou
Cossack fairy tales and folk-tales . bidden me unravelit, and reel it, and bleach it, and bring it back ascloth in the evening.— Grieve not, maiden ! saidthe heifer, it will all turn out well. Lie clownto sleep !—So she lay down to sleep, and when sheawoke the flax was all unravelled and reeled andspun into fine cloth, and bleached. Then she drovethe heifer home and gave the cloth to her mother-in-law. The old woman took it and hid it away,that nobody might know that the old mans daughterhad brought it to her. The next day she said to her own daughter : Dearlittle daughter, drive the heifer out to graze, and hereis a little piece of flax for thee, unravel it and reel it,or unravel it not and reel it not as thou likest best,but bring it home with thee. Then she drove theheifer out to graze, and threw herself down in thegrass, and slept the whole day, and did not even takethe trouble to go and moisten the flax in the coolingstream. And in the evening she drove the heiferback from the field and gave her mother the 144 COSSACK FAIRY TALES. Oh, mammy! she said, my head ached so thewhole day, and the sun scorched so, that I couldntgo down to the stream to moisten the flax.— Nevermind, said her mother, lie down and sleep; it willdo for another day. And the next day she called the old mans daughteragain: Get up, thou daughter of a dog, and takethe heifer out to graze. And here thou hast a bundleof raw flax; unravel it, heckle it, wind it on to thyspindles, bleach it, weave with it, and make it intofine cloth for me by the evening!—Then the girldrove out the heifer to graze. The heifer begangrazing, but she sat down beneath a willow-tree, andthrew her flax down beside her, and began weepingwith all her might. But the heifer came up to herand said: Tell me, little maiden, wherefore dostthou weep ?— Why should I not weep ? said she,and she told the heifer all about it.— Grieve not! said the heifer, it will all come right, but lie downto sleep.—So she lay d
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