Night of Ivan Kupala

There was one gentleman bonded slave. So even I think this slave of Ivan Kupala, in the same night, go to the forest, to disrupt the fern to get the treasure.

He waited for the night, put his master to bed at eleven o'clock, and went into the woods.

Included in the woods. There was then a whistle, noise, noise, laughter. Terribly it was, but he did: though scary, but goes. Looks - on turkey-cock features horseback riding. And it did: went slave - never said a word.

Then saw away the flower growing, shines - just on the stalk in a fire ember lies.

Glad serf, ran a run to the flower, and the bar well to stop him: who pulls the floor who road Village, who mistimed his feet so that he fell. Already almost slave ran to a flower, but then could not resist but how rugnetsya devils:

- Get away - he says - are you from me, ye cursed!

Do not have time to speak out, he threw it back.

Do nothing, got up, went back, she sees the same place shines flower. Again it came to stop again pulled.He suffers; goes on and on, do not look back, do not say a word, not cross, and behind him are some stroyut miracles that scary thought!

Approached slave to flower; bent down, she grabbed him by the stalk pulled, looking - a flower instead of the devil's horn tore, and the flower still growing and still in the same place. Moaned the whole damn forest.

Do not suffered as a slave but spits:

- Ugh!

I do not have time to say, all of a sudden he was again thrown back. He was killed hurt, but do nothing.

He got up, I went again. Again, still shines a flower in the same place. Again he began to stop, pulled. All endured slave, quietly crept up to the flower - and tore it!

Let it flower with a home run and forget the pain. Oh what only tricks or raised hell - nothing; slave runs, for nothing looks - ten times fell as he ran home.

Resorted to the house, and out of the gate and let the master scold slave was worth:

- Alyosha! Where are you, a loafer, was it? How dare you leave without permission?

Evil was the master and the slave have walked with a cane. Obey slave.

- Excuse me, - he says - of the flower walk, to get the treasure.

More than ever the gentleman ozlilsya.

- I tell you - he says - I will give for the flower to go, I'm waiting, waiting for! Give me a flower! Treasure Found - divide.

And the lackeys glad that the gentleman wants to share the treasure with him. He filed a flower - and suddenly fell through the floor sir. Bloom was gone!Here and roosters crowed.

Serf looked around - he stands alone; I cried the poor man, walked into the house. Come, see - and the gentleman is asleep, as he packed.

Tighter, tighter slave, and so it was left with nothing - only with bruises.