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(Baba
Yaga's Hut)
A certain
peasant and his wife had a daughter. The wife died; the husband
married another woman, and had a daughter with her also. His
wife conceived a dislike for her stepdaughter and the orphan
had a hard time. Our peasant thought and thought, and finally
took his daughter to the woods. As he drove in the woods,
he beheld a little hut standing on chicken legs. The peasant
girl said, "Little hut, little hut, stand with your back to
the woods, and your front to me!" The hut turned around. The
peasant entered it and found Baba Yaga: her head was in front,
her right leg was in one corner and her left leg was in the
other corner. "I smell a Russian smell!" said Yaga. The peasant
bowed to her and said "Baba Yaga the Bonny-legged One, I have
brought you my daughter to be your servant." "Very well, serve
me, serve me!" said Yaga to the little girl. "I will reward
you for it". The father said farewell and returned home.
Baba
Yaga gave the little girl a basketful of yarn to spin, told
her to make a fire in the stove, and to prepare everything
for dinner. Then she went out. The girl busied herself at
the stove and wept bitterly. The mice went out and said to
her: "Maiden, maiden, why are you weeping? Give us some gruel:
we shall return your kindness." She gave them some gruel.
"And now," they said, "stretch one thread on each spindle."
Baba Yaga came back. "Well", she said, "have you prepared
everything?" The girl had everything ready. "And now wash
me in the bath!" said her mistress. She praised the maiden
and gave her several beautiful dresses.
Again
Yaga went out, having set even more difficult tasks for her
servant. Again the girl wept. The mice ran out. "Lovely maiden,"
they said, "why are you weeping? Give us some gruel: we shall
return your kindness." She gave them some gruel, and again
they told her what to do and how. Baba Yaga upon her return
again praised the maiden and gave her even more beautiful
dresses.
One
day the stepmother sent her husband to see whether his daughter
was still alive. The peasant drove into the woods; when he
came to the house on chicken legs, he saw that his daughter
had become very prosperous. Yaga was not at home, so he took
the maiden with him. As they approached their village, the
peasant's dog began to bark: Bow! wow! wow! A young lady is
coming, a young lady is coming!" The stepmother came out and
struck the dog with a rolling pin. "You're lying!" she said.
"You should bark, 'Bones are rattling in the basket!' ". But
the dog kept barking the same as before. The peasant and his
daughter arrived. The stepmother began to press her husband
to take her daughter to Baba Yaga. He took her.
Baba
Yaga set a task for her and went out. The girl was beside
herself with spite, and wept. The mice ran out: "Maiden, maiden"
they said, "why are you weeping?" But she did not even let
them speak; she struck them with a rolling pin and scolded
them roundly and did not do her work. Yaga came back and became
angry. Another time the same thing happened. Then Yaga broke
her in two pieces and put her bones in a basket.
Now
the stepmother sent her husband for his daughter. The father
went and brought back only her bones. As he approached his
village, his dog barked on the porch, "Bow! wow! wow! Bones
are rattling in the basket!" The step mother came running
out with a rolling pin: "You're lying!" she said. "You should
bark, 'A young lady is coming!" The husband arrived; and then
the wife moaned and groaned.
There's
a tale for you and a crock of butter for me.
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