Russian Fairy Tales from the Skazki of Polevoi — John Shaqi
Russian Fairy Tales from the Skazki of PolevoiPolevoi, P. (Petr)
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Russian Fairy Tales from the Skazki of Polevoi
Polevoi, P. (Petr)
Fairy tales -- Russia; Tales -- Russia
folk, "to our own destruction have we listened to this fair speaker,
never shall we see our dear little homes again, we shall descend
into the whirlpools of Ocean! There is no help for it, we must pay
tribute to the Monster of the Sea; let us cast lots, it will fall
upon the guilty!" They cast lots, and it fell upon the Tsarevich
Ivan. "It can't be helped, my brothers!" said the Tsarevich Ivan. "I
thank you for your bread and salt; farewell, nor think amiss of me
in time to come!" Then he took with him his self-walking boots, his
little bread-and-salt table-cloth, his little invisible cap, and his
harp that harped of its own accord, and they raised the good youth and
swung him right out into the whirlpools of Ocean. The sea became calm,
the boat sped on, and the Tsarevich Ivan went like a key to the bottom,
and stood upright on his legs in the halls of the Monster of the Sea,
the wondrous flower-grown halls of ocean! The Sea Monster was sitting
on his throne with the Tsarevna Beztsyenaya by his side, and the
Sea Monster said, "'Tis a long time since I have eaten fresh flesh,
and lo! it comes right into my very hands! Welcome, friend! Come
here, and let me see at which end of you I may begin!" Then the
Tsarevich Ivan began to say that he was the brother of the Tsarevna
Beztsyenaya, and that amongst good people one behaved not so badly
as to eat another up. "That is too much!" shrieked the Sea Monster;
"he comes to force his own rules and regulations upon the homes
of other people!" Ivan the Tsarevich saw that things were going
badly, so he took out his harp that played of its own accord, and
when he began playing a plaintive air, the Sea Monster began to
pull wry faces, then fell to sighing like a blacksmith's bellows,
and wept and moaned just as if he had swallowed a needle; and then,
when the Tsarevich Ivan struck up the air, "Let the merry churochki
[26] go round the little table!" why then indeed the very halls put
their arms akimbo and fell a-dancing, while the Sea Monster could
not skip up and down enough, but stamped with his feet, snapped with
his fingers, rolled his eyes about, and pulled such faces that all
the fishes flocked round to see, and nearly died for laughter. The
Monster of the Sea thoroughly enjoyed himself. "Well!" said he,
"'twould be a sin to eat such a youth. Stop here, stay with us, sit
down and be our guest, won't you? Here are lots of herrings, pike,
bream, and perch! Come, sit down at table, eat, drink, and be merry,
my dear guest!" So Ivan the Tsarevich and the Tsarevna Beztsyenaya and
the Sea Monster sat down, and ate and drank and made merry. A whale
danced a German dance in front of them, the herrings sang glees, the
carps performed on various instruments. After dinner the Sea Monster
went to sleep, and the Tsarevna Beztsyenaya said, "My beloved brother,
I am glad to see thee, dear guest; so far well, but 'twill not last for
ever. When he awakes the Sea Monster will eat thee if the evil humour
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