FAR behind the blue sea-ocean, beyond
the void places, in a city set in the midst of pleasant meads, there lived
a Tsarevitch whose name was Alexei, and he had three sisters, Tsarevna
Anna, Tsarevna Olga and Tsarevna Helena. Their mother had long been dead,
and when it came the father's time to die he called the Tsarevitch to
him and put the three sisters in his care.
"Heed thou, my dear son, my counsel
and command," he said. "Keep not thy sisters overlong with thee,
nor delay their marriage, but whoever may be first to ask the hand of
either of them, to that one, if she consent, give her to be wed."
So the father died and was buried, and the
Tsarevitch and his sisters sorrowed, as was right, until time had dulled
their grief. Before the Palace was a fenced garden, where, in the cool
of the day, they used to walk together, and often as they walked the Tsarevnas
would recall their father's words, and would say one to another: "I
wonder which will be the first to be wed and what manner of lover will
come wooing her."
One day as they strolled under the green
trees, plucking red poppies, a great cloud, black as ink and shaped like
a hawk, suddenly rose in the sky. "Let us hasten indoors, little
sisters," said Tsarevitch Alexei, "for a dreadful storm is about
to break." They quickened their steps, and just as they entered the
Palace a crash of thunder sounded, the roof split in two and a bright
hawk came flying in. It alighted on the floor and was instantly transformed
into a handsome youth.
"Greeting to thee, Tsarevitch Alexei,"
said the youth. "Once I came to thy land as a visitor, but now I
come as a suitor. I pray thee give me to wife thy little sister Anna."
"If she choose to wed thee, I shall
not forbid," answered the Tsarevitch. "How sayest thou, my sister?"
So comely was the youth that Tsarevna Anna
at once agreed, and the same day they were married and set out for the
Hours grew into days, and days ran swiftly
after one another till a year had vanished as if it had never been. Again
one day Tsarevitch Alexei went walking with his two sisters in the green
garden, and again there rose up in the sky a cloud like a huge black eagle,
with white light- flings flashing across it. "Let us seek shelter,
little sisters," he said, "for a terrible whirlwind is rising."
They hurried to the Palace, and as they entered it the thunder roared,
the ceiling split in two and into the gap came flying an eagle. It alighted
on the floor and instantly turned into a comely youth.
"Health to thee, Tsarevitch Alexei!"
he said. "Heretofore I came to thy Tsardom as a visitor, but now
I come to woo. Give me, I beseech thee, thy little sister Olga for my
"If she so wills, then will I not deny
thee," replied the Tsarevitch. "What is thy mind, my sister?"
The Hawk had been well-favored, but the Eagle
was more handsome, and Tsarevna Olga lost no time in accepting him, so
that same day the marriage was performed and the Eagle took her away to
his own country.
Another year passed swiftly, and one day
the Tsarevitch said: "Come, little sister, let us walk in the green
garden and refresh ourselves." As they strolled among its flowers,
again there rose the cloud, shaped like a great black crow, and he said:
"Let us return with all speed to the Palace, for a fierce tornado
is upon us." They did so, but before they had had time to sit down,
there came a terrific clap of thunder, the ceiling split and opened, and
into the room flew a crow. As it alighted it became a graceful youth,
"Prosperity to thee, Tsarevitch Alexei!
In the past I came to thy realm as a visitor, but now I come seeking a
wife. Grant me, I pray, thy little sister Helena to wed."
"If she favor thy suit, I may not refuse
her," returned the Tsarevitch. "Wilt thou say 'aye,' my sister?"
The Hawk and the Eagle had been handsome
but the Crow was even more brilliant and splendid than they and Tsarevna
Helena agreed without delay. The marriage took place at once and the Crow
set out with his bride for his own Tsardom.
Tsarevitch Alexei, left solitary, was sad
and lonely and when a whole year had passed without sight or sound of
them, he said to himself: "I will go and search for my three little
sisters." So he called for his best horse and rode out into the white
He rode one day, he rode two days, he rode
three days, till he came to a plain whereon a numerous army, with weapons
broken and scattered, lay dead and dying. Sitting on his horse he cried
aloud: "If there be one man here left alive, let him answer me. Who
hath routed this great host?" And one man whose life was yet in him
replied where he lay: "These thousand stout warriors, O Tsarevitch,
were beaten by Maria Morevna, daughter of three mothers, grand daughter
of six grandmothers, sister of nine brothers, the beautiful Tsar's daughter."
And saying this he died.
Tsarevitch Alexei rode on, till at length
he came to a multitude of white tents pitched by the way, from the finest
of which the lovely Maria Morevna came forth to greet him. "health
to thee, Tsarevitch," she said. "Whither dost thou ride? Is
it by thine own will, or against it?"
Tsarevitch Alexei replied: "Brave men,
Tsarevna, ride not anywhere against their will."
The beautiful Tsar's daughter was pleased
with his answer. "Well," she said, "if thy business be
not pressing, I pray thee stay awhile as my guest."
Tsarevitch Alexei, nothing loath, dismounted
and remained the guest of Maria Morevna, and before two days had passed
they had fallen deeply in love with one another. She took him with her
to her maiden Palace, where they were married with great rejoicing and
there they lived many months together in happiness.
Now Maria Morevna was a warrior and at the
end of this time there befell a rebellion on her border, so she called
together her army and leaving Tsarevitch Alexei in charge of her Palace,
rode to the fight. "Guard and rule all things," she bade him,
"only on no account open the door of the rocked closet in my inner
The Tsarevitch promised to obey her command,
but she had not gone far on her way before his curiosity over- mastered
him. He went to the inner chamber, unlocked and opened the closet door,
and there he saw an old man of huge form hanging from a beam, fettered
with twelve riveted iron chains.
"Who art thou?" asked the Tsarevitch.
"I am Koshchei the Wizard," answered
the old man. "Imprisoned by the father of Maria Morevna, I have suffered
tortures here for ten years. Have mercy on me, good youth, and fetch me
a little water to cool my parched throat!"
The Tsarevitch pitied the Wizard. "A
drink of water can do no harm," he thought, and went and fetched
a jugful. The Wizard took it at a single gulp. "My thirst is too
great for a single draught to quench," he said. "I pray thee
give me another, and when danger threatens thee I will give thee thy life."
Tsarevitch Alexei brought a second jugful
and this also Koshchei drank at a draught. "In mercy, give me but
one more," he pleaded, "and twice will I give thee thy life
when otherwise thou must perish."
The Tsarevitch brought him the third jugful,
which Koshchei also drank at a draught, but as soon as he had swallowed
it all the Wizard's former strength returned; he strained at the twelve
chains and broke them asunder like rotten rope. "My thanks to thee,
Tsarevitch!" he shouted. "Thou art as likely now to possess
thy Maria Morevna again as to see thine own ears!" He flew out of
the window in a whirlwind, overtook the beautiful Tsar's daughter on her
way to the war, seized her from the midst of her army and carried her
away across three times nine Tsardoms to his own land.
Tsarevitch Alexei, seeing the misfortune
his disobedience had wrought, wept bitterly and long. At length he wiped
away his tears, and saying to himself, "Whatever may befall I shall
not return until I have found Maria Morevna," he set out across three
times nine Tsardoms.
He rode one day, he rode two days, and at
dawn on the third day he came to a beautiful Palace of white stone whose
roof shone like a rainbow. Before the Palace stood an oak tree, on whose
topmost branch perched a Hawk. As soon as it saw him, the Hawk flew down
from the tree, alighted on the ground and became a handsome youth. "Welcome,
my dear brother-in-law," he cried; "how hath God dealt with
thee these past three years?" The next moment Tsarevna Anna came
running from the Palace, and kissing her brother began to ask him many
questions and to tell him of what had befallen her.
Tsarevitch Alexei spent three little days
with them, at the end of which time he said: "I can remain no longer,
but must go on my search for my wife, Maria Morevna."
His brother-in-law, the Hawk, answered: "It
is a far journey. Leave with us thy silver spoon, that we may look upon
it and be reminded of thee."
The Tsarevitch left with him the silver spoon
and rode on. He rode one day, he rode a second, and on the third, at daybreak,
he came to a Palace of gray marble even finer than the Hawk's, whose roof
was mother-of-pearl. Before it grew a fir tree and on the tree perched
an Eagle, which as soon as it saw him, flew down, alighted, and became
a comely young man. "Hasten, wife," cried the Eagle, "our
dear brother is coming!" And Tsarevna Olga came running from the
Palace, kissed and embraced her brother and began to ply him with questions.
A second three little days Tsarevitch Alexei
spent with them and then said: "Farewell, my dear sister and brother-
in-law, I go now to search for my wife, the beautiful Tsar's daughter."
"It is many versts to the Castle of
Koshchei," said the Eagle, "and what shall we have to remember
thee by? Leave with us thy silver fork."
He left with them the silver fork, and rode
away A first day he rode, a second day he rode, and on the third day,
at sun-up, he found himself approaching a third Palace, of porphyry, roofed
with golden tiles, larger and more elegant than the Hawk's and the Eagle's
put together- In front of the Palace stood a birch tree on which sat a
Crow. The Crow flew down, alighted on the ground and was transformed into
a graceful youth. "Come quickly, Tsarevna Helena," he cried,
"our little brother is coming!" Then Tsarevna Helena came running
from the Palace and met her brother joy fully, embracing him with many
With them also the Tsarevitch abode three
little days. when he bade them farewell to continue his search for his
"Thy search may be in vain," said
the Crow, "for the Wizard Koshchei is very powerful and cunning.
We would have something to recall thee to us. Leave with us thy silver
snuffbox that we may look on it often and know of thy welfare."
So Tsarevitch Alexei left behind the silver
snuffbox and again set out. Whether he rode a long way or a short way,
by wet roads or dry, he came at last to the Castle of Koshchei, where,
walking in the garden, he found his dear one, Maria Morevna. When she
saw him the beautiful Tsar's daughter threw herself on his breast, weeping
a flood of tears. "O Tsarevitch Alexei!" she cried, "why
didst thou disobey my command? Why didst thou open the closet and loose
the Wizard to our hurt?"
"I am guilty before thee," answered
the Tsarevitch sadly. "But remember not the old things which are
past. Come with me and let us fly, while Koshchei is not to be seen. Perchance
he will not be able to overtake us." So without more ado he took
her up before him on the saddle and put his good steed to its best pace.
Now that day the Wizard had gone hunting.
Toward evening he rode back to his Castle, when suddenly his horse stumbled
under him. Thereat he rated it, crying, "Why stumblest thou, sorry
flag? Hast thou not been well fed, or dost thou feel some misfortune?"
The horse replied: "Master, I feel a
misfortune. Tsarevitch Alexei has been here and has carried away thy Maria
"Canst thou overtake them?" demanded
"Thou mayest sow a measure of wheat,"
answered the horse, "thou mayest wait till it is grown, harvest and
thresh it, grind the grain to flour, and of it bake five ovens of bread
to eat, and after that I should be able to overtake them."
Koshchei put his horse to a gallop and easily
overtook Tsarevitch Alexei. "Well," he said, "when thou
gayest me to drink, I promised on occasion to give thee thy life. Therefore
this time I do not slay thee." Then taking Maria Morevna from him,
he returned to his Castle, leaving the Tsarevitch weeping.
Tsarevitch Alexei wept a long time, but weeping
was of no avail and at length he dried his tears and at daybreak on the
morrow rode again to the Wizard's Castle.
Koshchei was once more gone hunting, and
the Tsarevitch, finding Maria Morevna in the garden, said: "Come,
mount with me and let us fly."
"Gladly would I," she answered,
"but the Wizard will overtake us, and I fear he will slay thee."
"At least we shall have had some hours
together," said Tsarevitch Alexei, and taking her up before him,
put spurs to his steed.
In the evening Koshchei returned from the
hunt, and as he neared his Castle his horse staggered. "What dost
thou, starveling hack!" he said. "Art thou underfed, or dost
thou scent some evil?"
"I scent an evil, master," the
horse answered. "Tsarevitch Alexei has been here, and has borne away
thy Maria Morevna."
"Canst thou overtake them?" asked
The horse replied: "Thou mayest scatter
a measure of barley, wait till it is high, cut it, thresh it, and of the
grain brew beer. Thou mayest drink the beer till thou art tipsy and sleep
till thou art sober, and still I should be able to overtake them."
The Wizard put his horse to a gallop and
before long overtook Tsarevitch Alexei. "Did I not tell thee,"
he said, "that thou shouldst as easily see thine own ears as again
to possess Maria Morevna? When thou gayest me water I promised to give
thee twice thy life. Therefore, for the second time, I forbear to slay
thee. But for the third time, beware!" So saying he took Maria Morevna
and rode back to his Castle, leaving the Tsarevitch weeping salt tears.
Tsarevitch Alexei wept till his weeping was
ended, and when the next day dawned, for the third time he rode to Koshchei's
This day also the Wizard was absent. He found
Maria Morevna and begged her to mount and fly with him. "Most gladly
would I," she said, "but the Wizard will overtake us, and this
third time he will not spare thee." But he answered: "If I cannot
live with thee, I will not live without thee!" So he prevailed on
her and took her up before him and spurred away.
When evening was come Koshchei rode home
from his hunting, and as he neared his Castle his horse began to sway
from side to side. "How now, thou beggarly cob!" he cried. "Dost
thou lack fodder, or dost thou perceive some calamity?"
"I perceive a calamity, master,"
replied the horse. "Tsarevitch Alexei has been here and has ridden
away with thy Maria Morevna."
"Canst thou overtake them?" asked
And the horse answered: "Thou mayest
strew a measure of flax-seed, wait till it is ripe, and pick, clean and
card it. Thou mayest spin thread, weave cloth, sew a garment, and wear
the garment into shreds, and even then I should be able to overtake them."
Koshchei made him gallop and at length overtook
the Tsarevitch. "Twice I gave thee thy life," he said, "but
this third time thou shalt die," He killed his horse with a blow
of the sword, dragged the Tsarevitch to the Castle, put him in a cask
barred and hooped with iron, and threw the cask into the sea-ocean, while
Maria Morevna again he took to himself.
Now the Hawk, the Eagle and the Crow used
often to look at the silver spoon, the fork and the snuffbox, and wonder
how their brother-in-law fared in his search. One day, looking, they saw
that the three pieces of silver were turning black, and they said to themselves:
"Our little brother-in-law is in peril of his life." The Hawk
flew at once to the Eagle, and together they sought the Crow. Having made
their plan, the Crow flew to the west, the Eagle to the east, and the
Hawk to the north, and after searching all day they met together to confer.
"I saw naught to remark," said
the Hawk, "save a band of crows flying south."
"I saw and questioned them," said
the Crow, "and they replied that they sighted something afloat on
"And I saw," said the Eagle, "what
it was. It was a cask, barred and bound with hoops of iron."
"Brothers," said the Hawk, "let
us see what the cask holds."
They flew together to where the cask floated,
pulled it to shore, and with sharp beaks and claws picked and tore it
apart, and in it to their delight they found their brother-in- law, the
Tsarevitch, safe and well. He told them all that had befallen him and
begged their counsel.
When they had consulted together, the Crow
said: "Our counsel is this. Koshchei's horse is a hundredfold swifter
than any other, and for this reason, try as oft as thou wilt, it is sure
to overtake thee. Find out where it was foaled, and perchance thou mayest
obtain another as swift."
Tsarevitch Alexei, having thanked them, set
out again afoot for the Castle of the Wizard, where Maria Morevna wept
tears of joy that he was still alive, and to her he said: "Find out,
if thou canst, where Koshchei obtained his good horse, and tell me tomorrow."
So that night the beautiful Tsar's daughter
said to Koshchei: "All things are open to thee, wise Wizard! Tell
me, I pray, where was foaled thy marvelous steed which thrice overtook
Tsarevitch Alexei to his death?"
Koshchei said: "On the shore of the
blue sea-ocean there is a meadow, and upon it there courses up and down
a wonderful mare. Twelve hay-cutters reap the grass of the meadow, and
as many mote with rakes turn it. The mare follows them, devouring the
grass they cut. When she bathes the sea rises in huge waves, and when
she rubs her sides against the oak trees they fall to the ground like
sheaves of oats. Every month she brings forth a foal, and twelve fierce
wolves follow her to devour them. Every three years the mare bears a colt
with a white star on its forehead, and he who, at the moment it is born,
snatches away this foal, fights off the wolves from it and brings it safely
away, will possess a steed like to mine."
"Didst thou, O Koshchei," asked
Maria Morevna, "gain thy horse by these means?"
"Not I," the Wizard answered. "Across
three times nine lands, in the thirtieth Tsardom, on the further side
of the River of Fire, there lives an old Baba Yaga. She follows the mare
and snatches away each colt which bears on its forehead the white star.
She thus has many wonderful horses. I once spent three days tending them,
and for re ward she gave me a little foal which became the good horse
"But how didst thou cross the River
of Fire?" asked Maria Morevna.
"As to that," replied the Wizard,
"I have in my chest a fine handkerchief. I have only to wave it three
times to my right side to have a strong bridge so high that the fire cannot
Maria Morevna listened attentively, and when
Koshchei was asleep she took the fine handkerchief from the chest, brought
it to Tsarevitch Alexei, and told him all the Wizard had said.
The Tsarevitch hastened away, crossed three
times nine countries, and in the thirtieth Tsardom came to the River of
Fire. By means of the magic handkerchief he crossed it and went on to
find the old Baba Yaga.
He walked one day, he walked two days, he
walked three days, without either food or drink. When he was like to die
from hunger he came upon a bird with her fledglings. One of these he caught,
when the mother bird, flying near, said: "Tsarevitch, do not, I pray
thee, eat my little one, If thou wilt set it free, one day I will serve
thee a service."
The Tsarevitch let the fledgling go, and
soon thereafter, in a forest, he found a wild bees' hive. He was about
to eat the honey when the Queen Bee said: 'Tsarevitch, do not take the
honey, since it is food for my subjects. Leave it to me, and one day,
in return, I will serve thee a service."
The Tsarevitch left the honey, and went on
till he came to the sea-ocean, and on the sand he caught a crayfish. When
he was about to eat it, however, the crayfish begged for its life. "Do
not eat me, Tsarevitch," it said, "and one day I will serve
thee a service." So he let the crayfish go also, and went on his
way, so tired and hungry that he could scarcely crawl.
Whether he went a long way or a short way,
he came at length, at daybreak, in a forest, to the hut of the old Baba
Yaga, turning round and round on hens' legs. About the house were planted
twelve poles. On the tops of eleven were men's heads, but the twelfth
Tsarevitch Alexei drew near and said:
Little Hut, little Hut!
Stand the way thy mother placed thee,
With thy back to the wood and thy face to me!
And when the hut stood still facing him,
he climbed up one of the hens' legs and entered. There lay the old witch
on the stove, snoring.
The Tsarevitch woke her. "Health to
thee, Grandmother!" he said.
"Health to thee, Tsarevitch!" she
answered. "Why hast thou come to me? Is it by thine own will, or
'By both," said Tsarevitch Alexei. "I
come to serve thee as herder, to graze thy she-horses and to earn a colt
for my payment."
"Why shouldst thou not?" the Baba
Yaga said. "With me folk serve no round year, but only three days.
If thou dost graze well my mares, I will give thee a steed fit for a hero.
But if thou dost lose one of them, thy head shall be set upon my twelfth
Tsarevitch Alexei agreed. The old witch gave him food and drink, and ordered
him to take her mares to the open field. He opened the stockade, but the
instant they were free they whisked their tails and galloped off in different
directions, so that they disappeared before he had scarce time to lift
Then the Tsarevitch began to weep and to
lament. He sat down on a stone and after weeping for a long time fell
When the sun was setting a bird woke him
by pecking at his sleeve. "Rise, Tsarevitch Alexei," said the
bird; "the mares are all in the stockade. I have served thee the
service I promised when thou didst loose my little fledgling."
He thanked the bird and went back to the
witch's hut, where the Baba Yaga was shouting to her she-horses. "Why
did ye come home?" she cried to them angrily.
"Why should we not?" they answered.
"We did thy bidding. We galloped far and further, but flocks of birds
came flying from the whole world and came near to pecking out our eyes!"
"Well," she bade them, "tomorrow
run not on the meadow, but scatter throughout the thick wood."
Tsarevitch Alexei slept soundly. In the morning
the old witch sent him out again, saying: "Mind thou losest none
today, or thy head shall be put upon my pole!"
He opened the stockade, but the moment they
were out the mares switched their tails and set dif running into the pathless
woods. And again the Tsarevitch sat down on a stone and wept until he
went to sleep.
Scarce, however, had the little sun begun
to set behind the trees than a great bee came buzzing and woke him, and
said: "Hasten, Tsarevitch Alexei; the mares are all in the stockade,
and I have repaid thee for leaving my honey."
He thanked the bee and returned to the hut,
where he found the Baba Yaga again scolding her she-horses for returning.
"How could we help it?" they replied.
"We obeyed thy command and ran deep into the trackless forest, but
thou sands of angry bees came flying from the whole world and stung us
till our blood came, and pursued us even here."
"Well," she told them, "tomorrow
go neither to the meadow nor to the forest, but swim far out into the
Again Tsarevitch Alexei slept soundly, and
when the next morning came the witch sent him a third time to graze her
mares, saying; "Beware I miss no one of them at night, else shall
thy head certainly be set upon my house pole."
He loosed the mares from the stockade, but
scarce were they outside when they flirted their tails and galloping to
the blue sea-ocean plunged into the water up to their necks and swam until
they were lost to view. And the Tsarevitch for a third time sat him down
on a stone to weep and so fell asleep.
When the sun was low, he woke to find a crayfish
nipping his finger. "Come, Tsarevitch Alexei," it said, "the
she- horses are all safe in their stalls, and I have served thee my service
in payment for my life. Return now to the hut, but show not thyself to
the old witch. Go, rather, into the stable and hide thyself behind the
manger. In a corner there thou wilt find a shabby little colt which is
so poor that it drags its hind legs in the mire. When midnight comes,
take this little colt and depart to thine own land."
The Tsarevitch thanked the crayfish, went
back to the hut and hid himself behind the manger. And soon he heard the
Baba Yaga rating her she-horses for returning.
"How could we remain in the water?"
they answered. "We swam to the very middle of the abyss, but hosts
of crayfish came creeping from the whole sea-ocean, and with their claws
pinched the flesh from our bones, so that to escape them we gladly would
have run to the end of the white world."
The old witch waited and waited for the Tsarevitch's
return, but at length she fell asleep. At midnight he saddled the shabby
colt, led it from the stable and made his way to the River of Fire. He
waved the Wizard's handkerchief three times to his right side and a strong
high bridge sprang from bank to bank. He led his colt across it, and waving
the handkerchief twice to his left side, the bridge shrank and became
thin and narrow, till it was but one- third as high and one-third as strong.
Now at daybreak the Baba Yaga woke and missed
the colt from the stable. She at once sprang into her iron mortar and
started in pursuit, driving with her iron pestle and sweeping away her
trail behind her with her kitchen broom. She came to the River of Fire,
and seeing the bridge, started to cross it. But she had scarce come to
the middle when it gave way, and the old witch, falling into the flaming
stream beneath, met her instant death.
As for Tsarevitch Alexei, he grazed his colt
twelve mornings at sunrise on the green meadow and it became a horse fit
for a hero to ride. Then, mounting, he galloped back to the Tsardom of
Koshchei, to the Wizard's Castle. He found Maria Morevna, and said: "Haste
and mount before me, for now I have a horse as good as Koshchei's!"
He took her on the saddle and rode off at full speed.
In the evening when the Wizard returned,
as he neared his Castle, his horse fell upon one knee. "What! thou
dawdling bag of bones!" he said. "Dost stumble again? Art thou
weak from emptiness or dost thou smell some mishap?"
"I smell a mishap, master," replied
the horse; "Tsarevitch Alexei has been here and has ridden away with
thy Maria Morevna."
"Canst thou overtake them?" asked
"I cannot tell," the horse answered.
"The Tsarevitch has now for his steed my youngest brother."
The Wizard put his horse at its best pace
and galloped in pursuit. Whether he rode a long way or a short way, by
rough roads or smooth, at length he overtook them and lifted his sword
to cut Tsarevitch Alexei to pieces.
At that moment the horse the Tsarevitch rode
cried to the other: "O my brother! Why dost thou continue to serve
such an unclean monster? Cast him from thy back, and strike him with thy
sharp hoofs." And the horse of Koshchei heard the counsel of his
brother and threw his rider on the ground and lashed out with his hoofs
so cruelly that the Wizard was forced to crawl back to his Castle on all
Then Tsarevitch Alexei mounted Koshchei's
horse, and setting Maria Morevna on his own, they rode to visit his brothers-in-law,
the Hawk, the Eagle and the Crow.
At each of the three Palaces they were received
with rejoicing. "So thou hast gained thy Maria Morevna," they
said. "Well, thou didst not take so much trouble for naught, since
were one to search the whole world, he could find no other such a beauty!"
And when their visits and feastings were ended they rode back to the Tsarevitch's
own Tsardom and lived happily together always and got all good things.