Kosak Märchen und Volksmärchen. ll. Aber du auf deine Gebete zu lesen, noch schauen sollst, was auch immer geschehen. Und er tat also. Er nahm seine Boards und der basketof Nüsse, und ging in die Kirche bei Einbruch der Dunkelheit und zu lesen. ein wenig nach Mitternacht gab es ein Rascheln und anuproar, und die ganze Kirche erschütterte. Dann kam afumbling Um den Sarg - Bang, Bang! Upshe begonnen, und gerade für ihn. Sie leapedand gestürzt, sie fast durch die Bretter. zischte sie, wie brodelnden Pitch, und ihre Augen glaredat ihn wie Kohlen, aber es war nicht von Nutzen. Heread und auf, und nicht Onc

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Cossack fairy tales and folk-tales . ll up. But thou go on reading thy prayers, nor look thou up, whatever may happen. And he did so. He took his boards and the basketof nuts, and went to the church at nightfall and read.A little after midnight there was a rustling and anuproar, and the whole church shook. Then came afumbling round about the coffin— Bang, bang ! upshe started, and made straight for him. She leapedand plunged, she very nearly got through the boards.She hissed, like seething pitch, and her eyes glaredat him like coals of fire, but it was of no use. Heread on and on, and didnt once look at her. Besides, he scattered his nuts, and she went after them andtried to pick them all up till cockcrow. And at thefirst Cock-a-doodle-doo ! she leaped into her coffinagain and pulled down the lid. In the morning thepeople came to sweep away his bones, and lo ! theyfound him alive. The next night he had to go again in the thirduncles stead. Then he sat clown and cried andwailed : Alas, alas! what shall I do ? Twere better. 88 COSSACK FAIRY TALES. I had never been born! —But St. Michael said tohim: Weep not, twill all end happily. Fencethyself about with thy boards, sprinkle thyself allabout with holy water, incense thyself with holyincense, and take me with thee. She shall not havethee. And the moment she leaves her coffin, dothou jump quickly into it. And whatever she maysay to thee, and however she may implore thee, lether not get into it again until she says to thee: lMyconsort! So he went. There he stood in the middle of thechurch, fenced himself about with his boards, strewedconsecrated poppy-seed around him, incensed himselfwith holy incense, and read and read. About themiddle of the night a tempest arose outside, and therewas a rustling and a roaring, a hissing and a wailing.The church shook, the altar candelabra were throwndown, the holy images fell on their faces. 0 Lord, how awful! Then came a Bang, bang ! from thecoffin, and again the Tsarivna started up.

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