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
In those days when the valiant wooers of the Tsarevna Baktriana were
trying their best to win her, the brothers of little fool Ivan took
it into their heads to go thither and see the fun. So they got them
ready, and little fool Ivan said: "Take me with you too!"--"What,
fool!" answered his brother; "sit at home and look after the
fowls! What hast thou got to do with it!"--"You're right!" said
he, and he went to the fowl-house and lay down there. But when his
brethren had departed, little fool Ivan went into the open plain,
on to the wide steppe, cried with a warrior's voice, and whistled
with a heroic whistle: "Hi! thou! sivka-burka, vyeshchy kaurka! Stand
before me like the leaf before the grass!" And lo! the valiant charger
came running up, the earth trembled, flames shot out of his eyes,
and clouds of smoke from his ears, and it said with a human voice:
"How can I serve thee?" Little fool Ivan crept into one ear, washed and
combed himself, and crept out of the other ear so young and handsome,
that books cannot describe it, nor the eye of man bear the sight of
it. And he sat him on his good horse, and struck its sturdy ribs with a
whip of Samarcand silk, and his horse chafed and fumed, and rose from
the earth higher than the standing woods, but lower than the moving
clouds, and when it came to the large streams it swam them, and when
it came to the little streams it brushed them away with its tail,
and opened wide its legs for the mountains to pass between them. And
little fool Ivan leaped up to the terem of the Tsarevna Baktriana,
rose like a bright falcon, leaped over thirty of the two-and-thirty
beams of oak, and dashed along like a passing tempest. The people
roared: "Hold him, stop him!" The Tsar leaped up, the Tsaritsa cried
"Oh!" The people were astonished.
The brothers of little fool Ivan returned home and said to each other:
"That was something like a hero; he only missed two storeys." "Why,
that was I, brothers!" said little fool Ivan. "Thou indeed! Hold thy
tongue, fool, and lie on the stove and eat cinder cakes!"
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