Once upon a time there lived a King and Queen. They had three sons, two
of them with their wits about them, but the third a simpleton. Now the
King had a deer park in which were quantities of wild animals of
different kinds. Into that park there used to come a huge beast—Norka
was its name—and do fearful mischief, devouring some of the animals
every night. The King did all he could, but he was unable to destroy
it. So at last he called his sons together and said, ‘Whoever will
destroy the Norka, to him will I give the half of my kingdom.’
Well, the eldest son undertook the task. As soon as it was night, he
took his weapons and set out. But before he reached the park, he went
into a traktir (or tavern), and there he spent the whole night in
revelry. When he came to his senses it was too late; the day had
already dawned. He felt himself disgraced in the eyes of his father,
but there was no help for it. The next day the second son went, and did
just the same. Their father scolded them both soundly, and there was an
end of it.
Well, on the third day the youngest son undertook the task. They all
laughed him to scorn, because he was so stupid, feeling sure he
wouldn’t do anything. But he took his arms, and went straight into the
park, and sat down on the grass in such a position that the moment he
went asleep his weapons would prick him, and he would awake.
Presently the midnight hour sounded. The earth began to shake, and the
Norka came rushing up, and burst right through the fence into the park,
so huge was it. The Prince pulled himself together, leapt to his feet,
crossed himself, and went straight at the beast. It fled back, and the
Prince ran after it. But he soon saw that he couldn’t catch it on foot,
so he hastened to the stable, laid his hands on the best horse there,
and set off in pursuit. Presently he came up with the beast, and they
began a fight. They fought and fought; the Prince gave the beast three
wounds. At last they were both utterly exhausted, so they lay down to
take a short rest. But the moment the Prince closed his eyes, up jumped
the beast and took to flight. The Prince’s horse awoke him; up he
jumped in a moment, and set off again in pursuit, caught up the beast,
and again began fighting with it. Again the Prince gave the beast three
wounds, and then he and the beast lay down again to rest. Thereupon
away fled the beast as before. The Prince caught it up, and again gave
it three wounds. But all of a sudden, just as the Prince began chasing
it for the fourth time, the beast fled to a great white stone, tilted
it up, and escaped into the other world, crying out to the Prince:
‘Then only will you overcome me, when you enter here.’
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