The Hero of Esthonia and Other Studies in the Romantic Literature of That CountryKirby, W. F. (William Forsell)
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The Hero of Esthonia and Other Studies in the Romantic Literature of That Country
Kirby, W. F. (William Forsell)
Estonian literature; Estonian literature -- History and criticism
In the stall were a hundred black oxen, each of which had seven
horns, and they were fully as large as the largest oxen of the
Ukraine.
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"Six yoke of oxen harnessed before the waggon will drag a stone
easily away. I will give you a crowbar, and when you touch the
stone with it, it will roll into the waggon of itself. You see
that your work is not very laborious, but your vigilance must
be great in proportion. You must look to the door three times
during the day, and once at night, lest any misfortune should
happen, for the mischief might be much greater than you would
be able to answer for to me."
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Our friend soon comprehended his duties, and his new occupation was
just to his taste. Each day he had the best of everything to eat and
drink that a man could wish for. After two or three months the dogs had
scratched a hole under the door large enough to put their tails out;
but a stone was immediately rolled against the breach, and the dogs
were forced to begin their work afresh.
Many years passed by, and the young man had accumulated a good store of
money. Then the desire awoke in him to mingle with other men again, for
it was so long since he had seen any human face except his master's.
Although his master was kind, the young man found the time terribly
long, especially when his master took the fancy to have a long sleep.
At such times he slept for seven weeks at a stretch, without
interruption, and without showing himself.
It chanced that the master had fallen into one of his deep
slumbers, when one day a great eagle descended on the hill of
stones and began to speak. "Are you not a great fool to
sacrifice your pleasant life to good living? The money which
you have saved is quite useless to you, for
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there are no men here who require it. Take your master's swift
horse from the stable, bind your bag of money to his neck, leap
on his back, and ride away in the direction in which the sun
sets, and after some weeks you will again find yourself among
men. But you must bind the horse fast with an iron chain, so
that he cannot run away, or he would return to his usual
haunts, and your master would come to fight with you; but if he
is without the horse, he cannot leave the place." "But who will
watch the dogs here, if I go away while my master sleeps?"
asked the young man. "A fool you are, and a fool you will
remain," replied the eagle. "Are you not yet aware that God has
created him for the express purpose of guarding the
hell-hounds? It is from sheer laziness that he sleeps for seven
weeks at a stretch. When he has no stranger as a servant, he
will be obliged to rouse himself and do his own work himself."
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