Russian Fairy Tales: A Choice Collection of Muscovite Folk-lore
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Russian Fairy Tales: A Choice Collection of Muscovite Folk-lore
Folklore -- Russia
The smith forged two more iron teeth for her. She went back again, and
once more began to gnaw the oak.
Ivashko didn't know what he was to do now. He looked out, and saw that
swans and geese[210] were flying by, so he called to them imploringly:
Oh, my swans and geese,
Take me on your pinions,
Bear me to my father and my mother,
To the cottage of my father and my mother,
There to eat, and drink, and live in comfort.
"Let those in the centre carry you," said the birds.
Ivashko waited; a second flock flew past, and he again cried
imploringly:
Oh, my swans and geese!
Take me on your pinions,
Bear me to my father and my mother,
To the cottage of my father and my mother,
There to eat, and drink, and live in comfort.
"Let those in the rear carry you!" said the birds.
Again Ivashko waited. A third flock came flying up, and he cried:
Oh, my swans and geese!
Take me on your pinions,
Bear me to my father and my mother,
To the cottage of my father and my mother,
There to eat, and drink, and live in comfort.
And those swans and geese took hold of him and carried him back, flew
up to the cottage, and dropped him in the upper room.
Early the next morning his mother set to work to bake pancakes, baked
them, and all of a sudden fell to thinking about her boy. "Where is my
Ivashko?" she cried; "would that I could see him, were it only in a
dream!"
Then his father said, "I dreamed that swans and geese had brought our
Ivashko home on their wings."
And when she had finished baking the pancakes, she said, "Now, then,
old man, let's divide the cakes: there's for you, father! there's for
me! There's for you, father! there's for me."
"And none for me?" called out Ivashko.
"There's for you, father!" went on the old woman, "there's for me."
"And none for me!" [repeated the boy.]
"Why, old man," said the wife, "go and see whatever that is up there."
The father climbed into the upper room and there he found Ivashko.
The old people were delighted, and asked their boy about everything
that had happened. And after that he and they lived on happily
together.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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