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 King took the coffers, parted with the Eagle, and sailed
along the blue sea. Presently he came to a certain island, and
there his ship stopped. He landed on the shore, and began
thinking about the coffers, and wondering whatever there could
be in them, and why the Eagle had told him not to open them.
He thought and thought, and at last couldn't hold out any more--he
longed so awfully to know all about it. So he took the red
coffer, set it on the ground, and opened it--and out of it came
such a quantity of different kinds of cattle that there was no
counting them: the island had barely room enough for them.
When the King saw that, he became exceedingly sorrowful,
and began to weep and therewithal to say:
"What is there now left for me to do? how shall I get all
this cattle back into so little a coffer?"
Lo! there came out of the water a man--came up to him, and
asked:
"Wherefore are you weeping so bitterly, O lord King?"
"How can I help weeping!" answers the King. "How
shall I be able to get all this great herd into so small a coffer?"
"If you like, I will set your mind at rest. I will pack up all
your cattle for you. But on one condition only. You must give
me whatever you have at home that you don't know of."
The King reflected.
"Whatever is there at home that I don't know of?" says he.
"I fancy I know about everything that's there."
He reflected, and consented. "Pack them up," says he. "I
will give you whatever I have at home that I know nothing
about."
So that man packed away all his cattle for him in the coffer.
The King went on board ship and sailed away homewards.
When he reached home, then only did he learn that a son
had been born to him. And he began kissing the child, caressing
it, and at the same time bursting into such floods of tears!
"My lord King!" says the Queen, "tell me wherefore thou
droppest bitter tears?"
"For joy!" he replies.
He was afraid to tell her the truth, that the Prince would
have to be given up. Afterwards he went into the back court,
opened the red coffer, and thence issued oxen and cows, sheep
and rams; there were multitudes of all sorts of cattle, so that
all the sheds and pastures were crammed full. He went into
the front court, opened the green coffer, and there appeared a
great and glorious garden. What trees there were in it to be
sure! The King was so delighted that he forgot all about
giving up his son.
Many years went by. One day the King took it into his
head to go for a stroll, and he came to a river. At that moment
the same man he had seen before came out of the water, and
said:
"You've pretty soon become forgetful, lord King! Think a
little! surely you're in my debt!"
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