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Title: Cossack fairy tales and folk-tales. Selected
Year: 1894 (1890s)
Authors: Bain, R. Nisbet (Robert Nisbet), 1854-1909
Subjects: Tales, Ukrainian
Publisher: New York A.L. Burt Co
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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rd, placed it on the top of atomb, and began to pound away at it with hismillstone. Suddenly St. Peter appeared to himand said: 276 COSSACK FAIRY TALES. What art thou doing, good man ? I am pounding up this incense to makebread of it. Nay, good man, I will advise thee better;give me the incense and take from me whateverthou wilt. Very well, St. Peter, said the fool, thoumust give me a little fife, but a fife of such asort that whenever I play upon it every onewill be obliged to dance. But dost thou know how to play upon afife? No, but I can soon learn. Then St. Peter drew forth a little fife fiomhis bosom and gave it to him, and took awaythe incense, and who can say where he wentwith it! But Ivan stood up and gazed at thesky and said: Look now ! if St. Peter hath not alreadyburned my incense, and made of it that largewhite cloud that is sailing above my head! Then he took up his fife and began to play,and the moment he began to play everythingaround him began to dance; the wolves, and
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COSSACK FAIRY TALES. 277 the hares, and the foxes, and the bears, nay, thevery birds lit down upon the ground and beganto dance, and Ivan went on laughing and play-ing all the time. Even the savage, surly beai-sdanced and danced till their legs tottered be-neath them. Then they clutched tight hold ofthe trees to stop themselves from dancing; butit was of no use, dance they must. At lastIvan himself was tired, and lay down to rest,and when he had rested a little he got up againand went on into the town. There all the peoplewere in the bazaars, buying and selling. Somewere buying pancakes, othere baskets of bright-colored eggs, others again pitchers of hvas.Ivan began playing on his fife, and forthwiththey all fell a-dancing. One man who had awhole basket of eggs on his head danced theminto bits, and danced and danced till he lookedlike the yolk of an ego^ himself. Those whowere asleep got up and gave themselves up todancing straightway; there were some whodanced without trousers, and s

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