Simon the Warrior heard of these things next morning, and went to his
brother.
“Tell me,” he said, “where did you get the soldiers from, and where did
you take them to?”
“What does it matter to you?”
“Matter, indeed! With soldiers one can do anything. One can conquer a
kingdom.”
Ivan wondered.
“Really! Then why didn’t you tell me before?” he said. “I will make you
as many soldiers as you like. It is well Malania and I have threshed so
much straw.”
Ivan took his brother to the barn and said, “Look here, if I make the
soldiers you must take them away at once, for if we have to feed them
they will eat up the whole village in a day.”
Simon the Warrior promised to take the soldiers away, and Ivan began to
make them. He banged a sheaf on the threshing-floor and a company
appeared. He banged another sheaf and a second company appeared. He made
so many soldiers that they filled the whole field.
“Are there enough now?” he asked.
Simon was overjoyed and said, “That will do, Ivan, thank you.”
“Very well. If you want more, come back and I’ll make them for you.
There is plenty of straw this year.”
Simon the Warrior soon put his troops in order, and went away to make
war.
He had no sooner gone than Taras the Pot-bellied came along. He, too,
had heard of yesterday’s affair and he said to his brother, “Tell me
where you get gold money from. If only I could get hold of some I could
make it bring in money from the whole world.”
Ivan wondered.
“Really? Then why didn’t you tell me before? I’ll make you as much as
you like.”
Taras was overjoyed.
“I shall be satisfied with three baskets full,” he said.
“Very well; come into the wood,” Ivan said; “but I had better harness
the mare, for you won’t be able to carry it away.”
They rode into the wood. Ivan began to rub the oak leaves, and made a
heap of gold.
“Is it enough?” he asked.
Taras was overjoyed.
“It will do for the present, thank you, Ivan,” he said.
“Very well,” Ivan said; “if you want more, come back and I’ll make it
for you. There are plenty of leaves left.”
Taras the Pot-bellied gathered up a whole cartload of money, and went
off to trade.
Both brothers had gone--Simon to make war and Taras to trade. And Simon
the Warrior conquered a kingdom, and Taras the Pot-bellied made much
money in trade.
When the two brothers met they told each other how they had come by
their soldiers and money.
Simon the Warrior said to his brother, “I have conquered a kingdom for
myself and live well, only I have not enough money to feed my soldiers.”
And Taras the Pot-bellied said, “I have made a heap of money, only
unfortunately I have no one to guard it.”
And Simon the Warrior said, “Let us go to our brother Ivan. I will ask
him to make more soldiers and give them to you to guard your money, and
you must ask him to make more money and give it to me to feed my
soldiers.”
And they came to Ivan.
And Simon said, “I haven’t enough soldiers, brother. Will you make
another couple of sheaves for me?”
Ivan shook his head.
“No,” he said; “I won’t make you any more soldiers.”
“But you promised you would.”
“I know I promised, but I won’t make any more.”
“Why not, you fool?”
“Because your soldiers killed a man. I will not let you have any more.”
And he was obstinate, and would not make any more soldiers.
Then Taras the Pot-bellied asked Ivan the Fool to make him more golden
money.
Ivan shook his head.
“No,” he said; “I won’t make any more money.”
“But you promised.”
“I know I promised, but I won’t make any more.”
“Why not, you fool?”
“Because your money took a cow away from a woman in the village.”
“But how can that be?”
“The woman had a cow. The children used to drink the milk, but the
other day they came to beg a little milk of me. ‘But where’s your cow?’
I asked them, and they said, ‘Taras’ bailiff came and gave mother three
golden coins and she gave him the cow; now we have no milk to drink.’ I
thought you only wanted to play with the golden coins, but you’ve taken
away the cow from the children; I won’t give you any more.”
And the Fool was obstinate and kept to his word.
And the brothers went away and deliberated over their difficult
situation in order to find a way out.
Simon said, “This is what we must do. You give me some of your money to
feed my soldiers, and I’ll give you half my kingdom and soldiers to
guard your money.”
Taras agreed. The brothers divided their possessions, and both became
kings and both were rich.