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Identifier: cossackfairytale00bain3 (find matches)
Title: Cossack fairy tales and folk-tales
Year: 1902 (1900s)
Authors: Bain, R. Nisbet (Robert Nisbet), 1854-1909 Mitchell, E. W. illustrator
Subjects: Fairy tales Tales -- Ukraine
Publisher: London : A. H. Bullen
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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ld man was happy, but he tookheed to the counsel of the nobleman, and never let thecasket out of his hand. After my death you shallhave everything, but I wont give it you now, for whoknows what may happen ? I have seen already howyou treated your old father when he had nothing. Itshall all be yours, I say, only wait; and when I die,take it and divide it as I have said. So the brotherstended their father, and the old man lived in clover,and was somebody. He had his own way and didnothing. So the old man was no longer ill-treated by hischildren, but lived among them like an emperor in hisown empire, but no sooner did he die than his childrenmade what haste they could to lay hands upon thecasket. All the people were called together and borewitness that they had treated their father well sincehe came back to them, so it was adjudged that theyshould divide the treasure amongst them. But firstthey took the old mans body to church and the casketalong with it. They buried him as God commands.
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220 COSSACK FAIRY TALES. They made a rich, banquet of funeral meats that allmight know how much they mourned the old man ; itwas a splendid funeral. When the priest got up fromthe table, the people all began to thank their hosts,and the eldest son begged the priest to say thesorokoust1 in the church for the repose of the deadmans soul. Such a dear old fellow as he was !said he; was there ever any one like him ? Takethis money for the sorokoust, reverend father! sohorribly grieved was that eldest son. So the eldestson gave the priest money, and the second son gavehim the like. Nay, each one gave him money foran extra half sorokoust, all four gave him requiemmoney. Well have prayers in church for our fatherthough we sell our last sheep to pay for them, criedthey. Then, when all was over, they hastened as fastas they could to the money. The coffer was broughtforth. They shook it. There was a fine rattling in-side it. Every one of them felt and handled thecoffer. That was something like a

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