The simpleton took the very last wretched horse from the stable and
followed his crafty brothers. He came to the open field and cried with
a shrill voice: "Oh, blue-brown, cunning bay, stand before me as leaf
before stem!" Wherever he came from, the marvellous steed was
snorting, and tearing the earth with his hoof. Behold, the simpleton
crept into one ear and out of the other, and became such a beauty that
it was not in the power of man to recognize him. Then, wherever they
came from, there stood before him two youths, and they asked, "What
dost thou wish; what dost thou want?"
"I want a tent here, in the tent a bed, and at the side of the tent
the golden-maned steed with golden tail."
That minute the tent was made, in the tent a bed. The simpleton
stretched himself on the bed; at the side of the tent the golden-maned
steed with golden tail was walking.
The crafty sons-in-law travelled and travelled; nowhere did they see
that kind of steed, and were on their way home. They drew near the
tent, and saw the wonder.
"Oh, here is the place where the golden-maned steed with golden tail
is walking. Let us go in," said they; "we will give whatever they ask,
and buy him to please our father-in-law."