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200 The Swan-Geese 113. There lived an old man and old woman. They had a daughter and a little son. “Daughter, Daughter!” said the mother. “We’re going out to work. We’ll bring you a bun, sew you a dress, and buy you a kerchief. But be clever, and take care of your little brother. Don’t go out of the yard.” The old folks left, and the daughter forgot what they had told her to do. She set her little brother down on the grass beneath the window, and she ran out into the street, played about, enjoyed herself. Then the swan-geese came, grabbed up the little boy, and carried him off on their wings. The girl came and looked: No little brother! She gasped, she rushed here and there, but still no little brother. She shouted, she burst into tears, she guessed that there would be plenty bad from her father and mother— but her brother didn’t respond. She ran out into the open steppe. In the distance, the swan-geese flashed by and disappeared beyond the deep forest . The swan-geese had long since earned a bad reputation. They’d done much wrong and stolen many little children. The girl guessed that they’d carried off her little brother and rushed to chase after them. She ran and ran, and there stood a stove. “Stove, oh Stove, tell me where the swan-geese have flown.” “Eat my rye pie, and I’ll tell you.” “Oh, at my father’s we don’t even eat wheat pies.” The stove didn’t tell her. She ran on farther, and there stood an apple tree. “Apple tree, apple tree! Tell me where the swan-geese have flown.” “Eat this wild apple and I’ll tell you.” “Oh, at my father’s we don’t even eat orchard apples!” She ran on farther and there encountered a river of milk with honeyed sides. “River of milk with honey sides, tell me where the swan-geese have flown.” “Eat some of my simple custard, and I’ll tell you.” “Oh, at my father’s they don’t even eat cream.” She’d have run for a long time through the fields and wandered through the forest, but fortunately she met a hedgehog. She was about to The Swan-Geese h 201 push it out of the way, but she was afraid of getting prickled. And so she asked,“Hedgehog, little hedgehog, have you seen where the swan-geese have flown?”“Over there,” he pointed. She ran on, and there stood a little hut on cock’s legs, and it stood there but could turn about. In that hut there sat a baba yaga with a veined mug and a clay leg, and her brother was sitting there on a bench, playing with some golden apples. His sister saw him, crept up, grabbed him, and carried him off. The geese flew after her in pursuit. The villains were catching up to her. Where could she go? Then there ran the river of milk with honeyed sides. “Little mother river, hide me!” “Eat some of my custard!” There was nothing else to do, and she ate it. The river put her underneath a bank, and the geese flew on overhead. She came out and said “Thank you,” and ran on with her little brother. But the geese returned and were flying right at them. What should they do? Oh, what a misfortune ! There stood the apple tree. “Apple tree, little mother apple tree, hide me!” “Eat my wild apple.” She quickly ate it. The apple tree bent over her with its boughs, covered her with its leaves, and the geese flew over. She came out and ran on with her little brother, but the geese saw her and were after her. They had flown right up to her and were beating her with their wings. In an instant, they’d tear him out of her hands. Fortunately, the little stove was standing on the road. “Madam Stove, hide me.” “Eat my rye pie.” The girl quickly popped the little pie into her mouth, popped herself into the stove, and sat there at its opening. The geese flew on and on. They shouted and shouted, but they flew away with nothing.And she ran home—and it’s a good thing she did, too, for her father and mother soon came. ...

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ISBN
9781626740549
Related ISBN
9781628460933
MARC Record
OCLC
878813021
Pages
560
Launched on MUSE
2015-01-01
Language
English
Open Access
No
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