In a certain kingdom in a certain land lived a Tsar,--Bail Bailyanyin.
He had a wife, Nastasya, Golden Tress, and three sons,--Pyotr
Tsarevich, Vassili Tsarevich, and Ivan Tsarevich. The Tsaritsa went
with her maidens and nurses to walk in the garden. All at once such a
mighty Whirlwind rose that, God save us! it caught the Tsaritsa and
bore her it was unknown whither.
The Tsar was grieved and distressed, and knew not what to do. His sons
grew up, and he said to them: "My dear children, which of you will go
to seek your mother?"
The two elder brothers made ready and went. After they had gone, the
youngest begged permission of his father. "No," said the Tsar, "go
not, my dear son; do not leave me an old man in loneliness."
"Let me go, father; I want awfully to wander over the white world and
find my mother."
The Tsar dissuaded and dissuaded, but could not convince him. "Well,
there is no help for it, go; God be with thee!"
Ivan saddled his good steed and set out. He rode and rode, whether it
was long or short: a tale is soon told, but a deed is not soon done;
he came to a forest. In that forest was the richest of castles. Ivan
Tsarevich entered a broad court, saw an old man, and said, "Many
years' health to thee!"
"We beg the favor of thy presence. Who art thou, gallant youth?"
"I am Ivan Tsarevich, the son of Tsar Bail Bailyanyin and of Tsaritsa
Nastasya, Golden Tress."
"Oh, my own nephew! Whither is God bearing thee?"
"For this cause and that," said he, "I am in search of my mother.
Canst thou not tell me, uncle, where to find her?"
"No, nephew, I cannot; with what I am able, with that I do service.
But here is a ball; throw it ahead, it will roll on before thee and
lead thee to steep, rugged mountains. In those mountains is a cave,
enter it; take there iron claws, put them on thy hands and thy feet,
and climb up the mountains. Perhaps thou wilt find there thy mother,
Nastasya, Golden Tress."
That was good aid. Ivan Tsarevich took leave of his uncle, and threw
the ball before him; the ball rolled and rolled on, he rode behind it.
Whether it was long or short, he saw his brothers, Pyotr Tsarevich
and Vassili Tsarevich. They were encamped in the open field with
thousands of troops. His brothers were surprised, and asked, "Where
art thou going, Ivan Tsarevich?"
"Oh!" said he, "I grew weary at home, and I thought of going to look
for my mother. Send your army home, and let us go on together."
They sent home the army, and the three went on together after the
ball. While yet at a distance they saw the mountains,--such steep and
lofty mountains that, God save us! they touched the heavens with their
heads. The ball rolled straight to a cave. Ivan Tsarevich slipped down
from his horse and said to his brothers, "Here, brothers, is my good
steed; I will go up on the mountains to look for my mother, and ye
remain here. Wait for me just three months. If I am not here in three
months, there will be no use in waiting longer."
The brothers thought, but how could a man climb these mountains? He
would break his head there.
"Well," said they, "go, with God; we will wait for thee here."
Ivan approached the cave; he saw that the door was of iron. He struck
it with all his strength. It opened, he entered; iron claws went on to
his feet and hands of themselves. He began to climb the
mountains,--climb, climb; he toiled a whole month, reaching the top
with difficulty. "Well," said he, "glory be to God!" He rested a
little, and walked along on the mountain; walked and walked, walked
and walked, saw a copper castle, at the gate terrible serpents
fastened with copper chains, crowds of them; and right there was a
well, and at the well a copper bucket hung by a copper chain. Ivan
Tsarevich drew water and gave the serpents to drink. They became
quiet, lay down, and he passed into the court.
The Tsaritsa of the Copper Kingdom ran out to meet him. "Who art thou,
gallant youth?"
"I am Ivan Tsarevich."
"Well, hast thou come of thy own will, or against thy will?"
"Of my own will; I am in search of my mother, Nastasya, Golden Tress.
A certain Whirlwind bore her away out of the garden. Dost thou know
where she is?"
"No; but not far from here lives my second sister, the Tsaritsa of the
Silver Kingdom,--maybe she will tell thee."
She gave him a copper ball and a copper ring. "The ball," said she,
"will lead thee to my second sister, and in this ring is the whole
Copper Kingdom. When thou overcomest Whirlwind, who keeps me here and
flies to me once in three months, forget me not, poor woman, rescue me
from this place, and take me with thee to the free world."
"I will," said Ivan Tsarevich. He threw the copper ball before him;
the ball rolled ahead, and he followed after. He came to the Silver
Kingdom and saw a castle finer than the first, all silver; at the gate
were terrible serpents fastened to silver chains, and at the side of
them was a well with a silver bucket. Ivan Tsarevich drew water and
gave the serpents to drink. They lay down then, and let him enter the
castle. The Tsaritsa of the Silver Kingdom came out.
"It will soon be three years," said she, "since mighty Whirlwind
confined me here, and no Russian have I heard with hearing, or seen
with sight; but now a Russian I see. Who art thou, good youth?"
"I am Ivan Tsarevich."
"How didst thou happen hither,--with thy own will, or against thy
will?"
"With my own will; I am in search of my mother. She went in the green
garden to walk, Whirlwind came and bore her away, it is unknown
whither. Canst thou not tell me where to find her?"
"No, I cannot; but not far from here lives my eldest sister, the
Tsaritsa of the Golden Kingdom, Yelena the Beautiful,--maybe she will
tell thee. Here is a silver ball, roll it ahead and follow; it will
lead thee to the Golden Kingdom. But see, when thou hast killed
Whirlwind, forget me not, poor woman; rescue me from this place, and
take me to the free world. Whirlwind holds me captive, and flies
hither once in two months." Then she gave him a silver ring, saying,
"In this ring is the whole Silver Kingdom."
Ivan rolled the ball; wherever it went he followed. Whether it was
long or short, he saw a golden castle gleaming like fire; at the gate
was a crowd of terrible serpents fastened to golden chains, and right
there a well, at the well a golden bucket on a golden chain. Ivan
Tsarevich drew water, and gave the serpents to drink; they lay down
and were soothed. He entered the palace; Yelena the Beautiful met him.
"Who art thou, gallant youth?"
"I am Ivan Tsarevich."
"How hast thou come hither,--of thy own will, or against thy will?"
"I came of my own will; I am in search of my mother, Nastasya, Golden
Tress. Knowest thou not where to find her?"
"Why shouldn't I know? She lives not far from here, Whirlwind flies to
her once a week, and to me once a month. Here is a golden ball for
thee: throw it ahead and follow,--it will lead thee to thy mother. And
take besides this golden ring; in this ring is the whole Golden
Kingdom. And be careful when thou hast conquered Whirlwind. Forget me
not, poor woman; take me with thee to the free world."
"I will take thee," said he.
Ivan Tsarevich rolled the ball and followed after; he went and went
till he came to such a palace that, Lord save us! it was just blazing
with diamonds and precious stones. At the gate six-headed serpents
were hissing. Ivan Tsarevich gave them to drink; the serpents were
soothed, and let him pass to the castle. He went through the great
chambers, and in the most distant found his own mother. She was
sitting on a lofty throne arrayed in Tsaritsa's robes and crowned with
a costly crown. She looked at the stranger and cried: "Ah! is that
thou, my dear son? How hast thou come hither?"
"So and so," said Ivan; "I have come for thee."
"Well, dear son, 'twill be hard for thee. Here in these mountains
reigns Whirlwind, the evil and mighty, all spirits obey him; he is the
one that bore me away. Thou wilt have to fight him; come quickly to
the cellar."
They went to the cellar; there were two tubs of water, one on the
right, the other on the left hand. "Drink," said the Tsaritsa, "from
the right-hand tub."
Ivan drank.
"Well, what strength is in thee?"
"I am so strong that I could turn the whole castle over with one
hand."
"Then drink more."
Ivan drank again.
"What strength is in thee now?"
"If I wished, I could turn the whole world over."
"That is very great strength. Move these tubs from one place to the
other: put that on the right to the left, that on the left take to the
right."
Ivan interchanged the tubs.
"Thou seest, my dear son, in one tub is water of strength, in the
other water of weakness. Whoso drinks from the first will be a strong,
mighty hero; whoso drinks from the second will grow weak altogether.
Whirlwind always drinks the water of strength and puts it on the right
side; so we must deceive him, or thou canst never overcome him."
They returned to the castle.
"Soon Whirlwind will fly home," said the Tsaritsa to Ivan Tsarevich.
"Sit under my purple robe, so that he may not see thee; and when he
comes and runs to embrace and kiss me, do thou seize his club. He will
rise high, high; he will bear thee over seas, over precipices: but see
to it, let not the club go out of thy hand. Whirlwind will grow tired,
will want to drink the water of strength, will come down to the cellar
and rush to the tub placed on the right hand; but do thou drink from
the tub on the left. Then he will grow weak; wrest his sword from him,
and with one blow hew off his head. When his head is off, that moment
there will be voices behind thee crying, 'Strike again, strike again.'
Strike not, my son, but say in answer, 'A hero's hand strikes not
twice, but always once.'"
Ivan Tsarevich had barely hidden under the robe when the court grew
dark and everything trembled. Whirlwind flew home, struck the earth,
became a brave hero, and entered the castle, in his hands a club.
"Tfu, tfu, tfu! somehow it smells of Russia here. Was any one
visiting?"
"I don't know why it seems so to thee," said the Tsaritsa.
Whirlwind rushed to embrace her; but Ivan that moment seized the club.
"I'll eat thee!" shouted Whirlwind.
"Well, grandmother spoke double; either thou wilt eat, or thou wilt
not."
Whirlwind tore out through the window and up to the sky; he bore Ivan
Tsarevich away. Over mountains he said, "I will smash thee;" over seas
he said, "I will drown thee." But Ivan did not let the club out of his
hands. Whirlwind flew over the whole world, wearied himself out, and
began to sink. He came down straight into the cellar, rushed to the
tub on the right hand, and fell to drinking the water of weakness; but
Ivan ran to the left, drank his fill of the water of strength, and
became the first mighty hero in the whole world. He saw that Whirlwind
had become utterly weak, wrested the sharp sword from him, and cut off
his head with a blow. Voices cried behind, "Strike again, strike
again, or he will come to life!" "No," said Ivan; "a hero's hand
strikes not twice, but always finishes at a blow." Straightway he
made a fire, burned the body and the head, scattered the ashes to the
wind.
The mother of Ivan Tsarevich was glad. "Now, my dear son," said she,
"let us rejoice. We will eat; and then for home with all speed, for it
is wearisome here,--there are no people."
"But who serves thee?"
"Thou wilt see directly."
They had barely thought of eating, when a table set itself, and
various meats and wines appeared on the table of themselves. The
Tsaritsa and the Tsarevich dined. Meanwhile unseen musicians played
wonderful songs for them. They ate and drank, and when they had
rested, Ivan said,--
"Let us go, mother, it is time; for under the mountains my brothers
are waiting. And on the road I must save three Tsaritsas who are
living in Whirlwind's castles."
They took everything needful and set out on the journey. They went
first to the Tsaritsa of the Golden Kingdom, then to her sisters of
the Silver and Copper Kingdoms. They took them, and brought linen and
all kinds of stuffs. In a short time they reached the place where they
had to go down the mountain.
Ivan Tsarevich let his mother down first on the linen, then Yelena the
Beautiful and her two sisters. The brothers were standing below
waiting, and they thought to themselves, "Let us leave Ivan Tsarevich
up there; we will take our mother and the three Tsaritsas to our
father, and say that we found them." "I'll take Yelena the Beautiful
for myself," said Pyotr Tsarevich; "thou, Vassili, wilt have the
Tsaritsa of the Silver Kingdom; and we will give the Tsaritsa of the
Copper Kingdom to some general."
When it was time for Ivan Tsarevich to come down from the mountain,
his elder brothers seized the linen, pulled and tore it away. Ivan
remained on the mountain. What could he do? He wept bitterly; then
turned back, walked and walked over the Copper Kingdom, over the
Silver Kingdom and the Golden Kingdom,--not a soul did he see. He came
to the Diamond Kingdom,--no one there either. What was he to do
alone,--deathly weariness! He looked around; on the window of the
castle a whistle was lying. He took it in his hand. "Let me play from
weariness," said he. He had barely blown when out sprang Lame and
Crooked.
"What is thy pleasure?"
Said Ivan Tsarevich, "I want to eat." That moment, from wherever it
came, a table was set, and on the table the very best food. Ivan
Tsarevich ate and thought, "Now it would not be bad to rest." He blew
on the whistle. Lame and Crooked appeared.
"What is thy pleasure, Ivan Tsarevich?"
"That a bed be ready." The word wasn't out of his mouth when the bed
was ready. He lay down, slept splendidly, then whistled again.
"What is thy pleasure?" asked Lame and Crooked.
"Everything can be done, then?"
"Everything is possible, Ivan Tsarevich. Whoever blows that whistle,
we will do everything for him. As we served Whirlwind before, so we
are glad to serve thee now; it is only necessary to keep the whistle
by thee at all times."
"Well," said Ivan, "let me be in my own kingdom this minute."
He had barely spoken when he appeared in his own kingdom, in the
middle of the market square. He was walking along the square, when a
shoemaker came toward him,--such a jolly fellow! The Tsarevich asked:
"Whither art thou going, good man?"
"I am taking shoes to sell; I am a shoemaker."
"Take me into thy service," said Ivan.
"Dost thou know how to make shoes?"
"Yes, I can do everything. I can make not only shoes, but clothes."
"Well, come on."
They went to his house. The shoemaker said: "Go to work; here is
leather for thee,--the best kind; I'll see what skill thou hast."
Ivan Tsarevich went to his own room, and took out the whistle. Lame
and Crooked came. "What is thy pleasure, Ivan Tsarevich?"
"To have shoes ready by to-morrow."
"Oh, that is not work, that is play!"
"Here is the leather."
"What sort of leather is that? That's trash, nothing more; that should
go out of the window."
Next morning Ivan Tsarevich woke up; on the table were beautiful
shoes, the very best.