More Russian Picture TalesKarrik, Valerian Viliamovich
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Karrik, Valerian Viliamovich
Folklore -- Russia
"As I go along," he said, "I shall drop shavings in a row along the
path, and that will help you to find me." And as the old man rode along
he threw down the shavings one after the other, and a bear came and
drew them all aside on to the path that led to his den.
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[Illustration]
Then the eldest daughter said to the youngest: "Go and take the bread to
daddy." And the youngest said: "But how am I to find daddy, and where am
I to take the bread to?" Then the eldest answered: "He kept dropping
shavings in a row along the path as he went." Then she took the loaf,
and started off to follow the shavings, when lo and behold! she came to
the bear's den.
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[Illustration]
And the bear saw her and said: "O-ho! What a nice little girl has come
to see me!"
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The next day the old man went off to sow, and he said to his daughters:
"My dear little daughters, my clever little ones, bake me a loaf and
bring it to me in the field." "But how are we to find you, daddy?" they
said. And he answered: "Yesterday I threw one row of shavings down,
to-day I will throw two." And he set off, throwing the shavings down in
two rows, and the bear came and drew them all aside on to the path that
led to his den. Then the second daughter started out with the loaf,
following the shavings, and went straight to the bear's den. And the
bear saw her and said: "O-ho! here's another little girl come to see
me!"
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[Illustration]
The next day the old man went off to the field to harrow, and he said to
his daughter: "My dear little daughter, bake me a loaf and bring it to
me in the field. I will throw three rows of shavings." And the old man
went off, throwing the shavings down in three rows, and the bear came
and drew them all aside on to the path that led to his den. And the
eldest daughter set out, and she, too, came to the bear's den. And the
bear saw her and said: "O-ho! here's a third little girl come to see me
in my den!" And there they went on living, when one day the eldest
sister said: "Bruin, Bruin, I'll bake some pies, and you take them and
give them to my daddy to eat." "All right," answered the bear, "I'll
take them." And so she popped her youngest sister into a sack, and
said: "Here, Bruin, take this to my daddy, and mind, don't you eat it
yourself on the way!" And the bear took the sack and set off with it to
the old man. And as he went along, he kept saying to himself: "Suppose I
sit down on a stump, and suppose I just eat one little pie!" And the
youngest daughter in the sack heard him and said: "Don't sit down on a
stump, don't! Don't eat a pie, don't!" And the bear thought that this
was the eldest sister, and said to himself: "There now, fancy that! I've
come a long way, and yet she can still hear me!" And he brought the
sack right up to the old man's courtyard, when the dogs all rushed out
and began to bark at him! So he flung down the sack and ran off home.
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