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Artful Science

(Russian folk tale)

They used to live but the woman's grandfather, was their son. An old man once was poor, he wanted to send him to a science, that in his youth his parents on joy, in his old age for a change, but what will you do if there is no prosperity! He drove it, drove around the city - perhaps in training who will, no, no one undertook to teach without money.

The old man returned home, wept, wept with baboyu, tighter-grieve for their poverty, and again took his son to the city. Only when they came to the city, a man comes out to meet them and asked his grandfather:

- What, the old man, prigoryunilsya?

- How can I not prigoryunitsya! - Said the old man. - That drove, drove his son, no one takes no money in science, and money netuti!

- Well, give it to me, - says head - I have it in three years, will learn all the tricks. Three years later, on that very day, at this very hour, come on her son, but look: if you do not overdue, will come in time but know his son - take it back, but if not, so be it from me.

My grandfather was so happy and asked who the counter, where he lives and what to teach will be small? Gave him a son, and went home. I came home with joy, told all babe, a counter-it was a sorcerer.

That's been three years, and the old man had forgotten what day to send him to a science, and does not know how it be. A son of the day before a maloyu came to him with a bird flopped on the ledge and went to the house good fellow, bowed to his father and said, To morrow de leveled just three years, it is necessary for him to come, and told him to come and how recognize him.

- The owner of my I am not alone in science. Yes, - he says - Eleven workers were all at it - because the parents could not recognize them, and only you did not recognize, so I'll stay with him twelfth. Tomorrow, as you will come for me, the owner of all of us to release twelve white doves - the pen in the pen, the tail of the tail and head to head even. Here you also see all will be flying high and I was not-is not higher take all. The owner asks know whether his son? You and I will show that on a dove, all taller.

After he will bring to you twelve stallions - all in the same suit, mane on one side and a straight; become a pass by those stallions properly take notice: I do not have-is not the right foot and isotopic. The host then asked: know your son? You boldly show me.

After twelve will bring to you good fellow - an increase in the growth of hair in the hair, voice to voice, all on one person and clothing even. How to become a pass by those fellows, notice it a minute: on the right cheek to me a no-no and will sit a small fly. The owner again asks whether learned his son? You and show me.

He told it all, goodbye to his father and went out of the house, slapped on the ledge, he became a bird and flew away to the owner. In the morning my grandfather stood up, got ready and went to his son. Comes to a sorcerer.

- Well, the old man - said the sorcerer, - Your son has learned all the tricks. Only if you do not recognize it, be it with me forever.

After he released twelve white doves - the pen in the pen, the tail of the tail, head to head even - and says:

- Find out, man, my son!

- How to know something, just look all smooth!

Looked and looked, but how one pigeon rose higher all pointed to a pigeon:

- I believe, it's mine!

- I learned, I learned my grandfather! - The effect of a sorcerer.

Another time, he released twelve stallions - all as one, and the mane to one side.

Became a grandfather walking around stallions but look closely, and the owner asks:

- Well, Grandpa! Learned of his son?

- Not yet, wait a bit.

Yes, as he saw that one stallion stamped his right foot, now revealed to him:

- I believe, it's mine!

- I learned, I learned my grandfather!

For the third time we've got twelve good fellow - an increase in the growth of hair in the hair, voice to voice, all on one person, as one buff.

Grandfather once walked past fellows - no spotted, another passed - the identity is nothing but a place in the third time - saw one young man on his right cheek and a fly says:

- I believe, it's mine!

- I learned, I learned my grandfather!

Now, there is nothing, the old man gave the sorcerer's son, and they went home.

They walked and walked and saw: driving on a road a gentleman.

- Father, - the son of the - I now do a dog. Gentleman would buy me, and you have something to sell, and the collar does not sell, not what I've come back will not return!

Said so and in that moment Well struck against the ground and turned the dog.

Master saw that the old man is a dog, it started to trade, not so his dog to show how good the collar. Master gives her a hundred rubles, and his grandfather asks three hundred traded, traded, and bought a dog master for two hundred rubles.

Only became a grandfather was removed collar - where! - A gentleman and hear about what does not want rests.

- I did not sell the collar - says grandfather - I sold one dog.

A gentleman:

- No, you're lying! Who bought the dog, he bought and collar.

Grandfather thought and thought (after all, without a collar can not really buy a dog!) And gave it to the collar.

The gentleman took the dog and put him to himself, and his grandfather took the money and went home.

Here's the master himself goes so goes, suddenly, out of nowhere, running toward the hare.

"What - think sir, - Ali let the dog see the hare but hurried her?"

Just released, looks hare runs in one direction to another dog - and ran into the woods.

I waited and waited for her master, did not wait and went to do with it.

A good fellow dog turnover.

My grandfather is the way, there is a wide and thought, as home-eye is to show how the old woman said to her son to go! A son too caught up with him.

- Oh, Father! - He says. - Why sell with a collar? Well, we have not met a hare, I would not come back, would have gone for nothing!

The gate house and they currently live little by little. Much or how little it took time, one Sunday the son of the father:

- Father, I turn around with a bird, carried me to the market and sell, but the cells do not sell, then the home will not return!

Hit the ground, became a bird, the old man put her in a cage and carried him to sell.

Surrounded the old people vying started trading bird: so it seemed to all!

Come and sorcerer, once recognized his grandfather and realized that he had a bird sitting in a cage. He gives expensive, the other gives expensive and more expensive it all, the old man sold him the bird, and the cells are not given; magician around, fought him, fought, takes nothing!

Took one bird, wrapped in a shawl, and carried home!

- Well, my daughter - said house - I bought our rascal!

- Where is he?

Sorcerer opened scarf is long gone and the birds: poor thing flew!

Come back Sunday. The son of the father:

- Father! I now turn around a house; see the same horse to sell, and bridles not Mogi sell, not the home will not return. Flopped the damp earth and became a house; took her grandfather to the market to sell.

Surrounded the old merchants, all speculators: that makes expensive, the other gives much, and more than all the sorcerer.

Grandfather sold him a son, and does not give the bridle.

- But how can I drive a horse, then? - Asks a wizard. - Give at least to bring the yard, and there, perhaps, take his bridle: I is not in profit!

It's all speculators attacked at his grandfather: so de no salmon! Sell ​​a horse - sold and bridle. What's with them? Grandfather gave the bridle.

Sorcerer led the horse on your yard, put in the stable, firmly tied to the ring and pulled his head high: is a horse on one hind legs, front to the ground is not enough.

- Well, my daughter - skazyavaet wizard again - that's when I bought so bought our rascal!

- Where is he?

- The barn stands.

Daughter ran to look, feel sorry for her to become a good young man, wanted to release Genuine reason was so untie unravel, and the horse meanwhile escaped and walked a mile count.

Daughter ran to her father.

- Father, - said - I'm sorry! The horse ran away!

Sorcerer flopped on the damp earth, and became a gray wolf, and started to chase: here close, that will catch up ...

The horse ran to the river, hit the ground, turned ruff - and plop into the water, and the wolf behind schukoyu ...

Ruff ran, ran the water, made it to the raft, where red girls wash clothes, threw a gold ring and a merchant's daughter rolled at his feet.

Merchant's daughter picked up and hid the ring. A wizard did it the same person.

- Give - stick to it - my gold ring.

- Take it! - Says the girl and threw the ring to the ground.

How to hit it, at that moment Well scattered small grains. Sorcerer turned cock and started to peck, pecking until one grain turned into a hawk, and had bad rooster: lifted his hawk.

Those fairy tale ending, but I honey Koretz.