CANTO X

THE HEROES AND THE WATER-DEMON

As the Kalevide was wandering through Esthonia, he arrived one

day at the swamp of Kikerpärä. Two demon brothers had settled

themselves in the swamp, and were fighting for its possession,

and when the hero appeared they referred their dispute to him.

As he could not stay to attend to the matter himself, he

requested his friend, the son of Alev, who was with him, to

measure out the swamp fairly. So the Alevide began to drive

piles into the bed of the river at a place called Mustapall, to

fasten his measuring lines to, when the wretched old

water-demon

[52] raised his head from the river, and asked what he was

doing. The hero replied that he was damming up the river; but

the demon, who had lived under the water for many years, and

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did not like to be turned out of his comfortable home, offered

him a reward to desist. So the Alevide asked him to fill his

old felt hat for him with bright silver coins; which he

promised to do on the morrow, the hero declaring that he would

hold him to his bargain in the words of the proverb:

[53]

By the horns the ox we grapple,

By his word the man is fastened.

Then the demon dived back into the water, while the son of Alev, who

was a cousin of the Kalevide, got a friend to help him to dig a hole in

the ground during the night, a fathom in depth and broad at the bottom,

but with an opening at the top just wide enough for the top of the hat

to fit into; but the hat was cut at the sides, so that the heavy money

should fall through into the pit.

Before daybreak the stupid demon brought a lapful of roubles,

[54] which he poured into the hat. He brought a second and a

third, and afterwards brought money by the hogshead, but the

hat still remained empty. Presently his coffers, purses, and

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pockets were all exhausted. He then begged for time; but the

Alevide declared that if he did not keep his promise, and fill

his hat with bright silver coins, he should begin his work

again.

Then the demon thought of appealing to his mother to help him; but

first he asked the Alevide to come with him to receive his money

himself, hoping to circumvent him. But the hero knew that it was only a

trick to get him away from the hat, so he refused to budge, but sent

the Kalevide's cupbearer, the smallest of the company, to help to carry

the money.

The boy was ready at once; but his heart failed him as the

demon preceded him to the under-world,

[55] leading him by paths that no living man had ever trodden

before, and through an utterly unknown country, where the sun

and moon never shone, and where the only light came from the

torches that flared on both sides of their way. When they

reached the palace of the demon, his sons came to the door, and

invited the guest to take his place at the table, which was

loaded with gold and silver plate, and eat and drink. But the

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boy could touch nothing from terror, for sparks of fire flew

from the dishes and viands, and blue flames played over the

beakers.

Then the water-demons began to titter, and to whisper to each

other in their own language, which sounded just like Lettish,

[56] and which their guest could not understand. The boy began

to reproach his avaricious friend in his thoughts for having

thus sent him to Põrgu without thinking of what might happen to

him; but presently the younger demons seized upon him, and

began to toss him from one to another like a ball, sometimes

from one side of the room to the other, and sometimes up to the

ceiling.

The boy begged them to let him rest a little, and presently

they allowed him to do so. Then he drew a cord from his pocket,

and pretended to measure the length and breadth of the room.

Presently he came to the door, and seized the opportunity to

bolt, and was fortunate enough to make his way back to

daylight, where the demon had no more power to interfere with

him.

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As he passed the gates, the guards whispered to him to turn to

the right to avoid the many snares in his path. He did not

escape without a good fright; for only strong men can go where

they please, like the birds, while the weak man is exposed to a

thousand terrors. On the boy's way he met a small bitch

[57] accompanied by two puppies; and this was the mother of the

demons, just returning from the bath-house. The boy now

remembered the warning he had received, and turned aside to the

right, and the three ran past without noticing him.

When the boy reached the place where he had left the Alevide,

he found that both his friend and the money had disappeared.

Presently the water-demon came up, and asked him jestingly

whether he had burnt himself, or whether he had been stung by a

gadfly, that he ran away like that, instead of helping him to

carry the heavy money-bags. He then proposed that they should

look for a good place where they might wrestle. He thought he

could easily overcome the boy by strength, if not by craft, and

the boy consented.

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Before they had gone far, they met the sons of Kalev and Alev, who had

hidden their treasure, walking arm-in-arm. The Kalevide asked, "Whence

did you bring that Lettish comrade, and to what queer race does he

belong?" His cousin answered that he was the same who had promised to

fill his hat with silver, and hadn't kept his word. Then the boy said

that they were going to engage in a contest, and the Kalevide answered,

"You must grow a little taller, my lad, before you engage in a serious

struggle, for you are only a child at present."

So the Kalevide, laughing, stuck the boy in his trouser-pocket to grow,

and took over the challenge himself, and they all went to a mountain

where the contest was to take place; and first they began with hurling

stones. The demon took up a rock, which he balanced for an hour in his

clumsy fingers, and at last swung it round more than ten times before

he loosed it. The stone fell ten paces from the sandy shore of Lake

Virts, and it lies there now, conspicuous by its size, for it is at

least as big as a bath-house.

Then the Kalevide took up a rock in his hand, and threw it

without more ado. They heard it rushing through the air for a

long time, and at

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last it fell on the shore of Lake Peipus, and any one who

visits the lake can see it there. Then they engaged in a

wrestling match, and the Kalevide soon lifted the demon from

his feet and flung him into the air. When he came to the

ground, he rolled seven versts, and then fell down a little

hill among the bushes, where he lay stunned for seven days,

hardly able to open his eyes or lift his head, or even to move

a limb.

At this the Kalevide and his companions laughed till the hills

shook, and the cup-bearer loudest of all. Then the Alevide told

his story; but when he came to mention the proverb, it reminded

the son of Kalev that he had not yet paid the debt which he

owed to the smith in Finland for his sword. So the Kalevide

asked his cousin to take the goods across to Finland, and he

himself laid down to rest under a tree, and pondered on how he

could provide for the safety of the people during the war. He

decided to improve and beautify the towns as well as to fortify

them, and to make an excursion to survey the country while his

cousin was away in Finland. Presently the Kalevide felt in his

pocket, and pulled out the boy, with whom he began to jest; but

soon their conversation became more serious,

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and the Kalevide ordered him to wait for the expected

messengers, while he himself should proceed to Lake Peipus,

where he had important business.

As the Kalevide proceeded on his journey, he passed a well in a

lonely place, where the Air-Maiden,

[58] the fair daughter of the Thunder-God, sat bewailing the

loss of her ring, which had dropped into it.

[59] When the hero saw the blue-eyed, golden-haired maiden in

tears, he asked the cause of her trouble, and when he heard it

he plunged into the well to look for the ring. A party of young

sorcerers quickly gathered round, thinking that the mouse was

in the trap, and they flung a great millstone after him. But he

searched in the mud and water for some time, and presently

sprang out of the water with the millstone on his finger, which

he offered to the maiden, saying that he had not been able to

find anything else in the mud, and that she would not need a

larger finger-ring.

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