What The Witches Said On Midsummer Night

Once upon a time there were two brothers who felt like going out into the open world to try their luck. They plunged their knives into the body of the great Honga and made the following agreement: which of them would return first, he should look at the blade of the other knife, if it were still bright, it would be a sign that the other was still alive. Then they broke up and went their separate ways.

The younger one traveled many foreign countries without coming anywhere and returned after a year or so, home in sorrow. When he came to Honga, he saw that the blade of his brother's knife was bright; so there was still this alive. But since it was already evening, the young man decided to stay the night At the foot of Honga. It was just midsummer night. After lying down for a couple of hours, he woke up he hums and chatters at midnight. He looked up and saw a flock crows noiselessly descend to sit on the top of Honga. Kauvan listened the young man hesitated until it gradually dawned on him that he understood what they were saying.

"You already know my news, my sister?" said one of the crows. "No far west of here is a beautiful big city with everything plenty, except no water at all. But this shortcoming is easy available for help. A mighty linden tree stands on the rock in front of the city. If let's dig up to the root of this linden tree, and the right one will pop out stream of water."

"Yes, yes--but do you know my news?" said another crow. “Not far to the east of that city, there is a high mountain where there are all kinds of treasures. But no one understands to peek there in. And yet it's so easy! George Day morning, before sunrise, you only need to plow three furrows into the mountain, then it will open by itself and the treasure belongs to the ploughman."

And so on. Each crow chatted its news. Then they came the birds became restless, flapped their wings and flew away. But the young man under the linden immediately noticed that they were not ordinary crows, but witches that flew around on Midsummer night and told each other their news.

The day had barely begun to dawn when the young man was already on his way to the town described by the witches. It wasn't long before he already found a beautiful way there. He entered a house and asked water to drink. "I guess you're a stranger here," he said in reply, -- "because you know nothing of our distress. We have everything plenty, except water; that is why we suffer a burning thirst." The young man now went to the market and spoke to the people: "What do you want will you give me if I get you some water?" The aldermen promised him a high reward; agreed quickly -- and everyone followed the youth creates a great linden tree outside the city. This one he dug a deep hole at the root. When it was deep enough for him, he listened and could clearly hear the sound of underground water. Now took the youth picked up a stone and threw it with all his might into the pit. Immediately erupted a strong stream of water emerges; then it started to make a great noise, cool stream, clear water flowed towards the city surrounding the wall and houses. The workers rushed to prevent the unleashed forces of nature rage and gave the new river a direction. Then there was great joy people and gold and glory became the part of the water finder.

The young man stayed in the city until spring and did well, but then he remembered what the other witch had told him. Horse and he took the plow with him and went in search of the mountain. He soon found out on the morning of that and St. George's Day, plow three furrows at its base. Then the mountain opened by itself and an innumerable number of precious treasures appeared -- silver, gold, precious stones in abundance. Now came from poor youth to rich, the richest in the world -- and he can spend real slacker life. Once, while riding a six pack with his magnificent carriage on the road, he met a traveler who stopped foal from the bridle. This wanderer was his older brother who had won nothing but that colt in foreign countries. Rich stopped as soon as he knew his brother -- and asked, “Where are you from? How have you lived and what have you won?" Then the poor man looked sad her foal and said: "That is all I have in foreign lands won."

The rich man now told him that he would too in a few years as a poor man he had planned to return home, told what the crows Hongan they had talked at the top and how it had happened to him later. The elder brother listened attentively and thought to himself: Because this, who is so much younger and naughtier than I am, is so lucky received, I, older and wiser, don't like it absence. I will get even more treasures than him. But in his shame and anger he struck his colt. Then he went on his way. -- It was on Midsummer night that he arrived at Honga and settled down to sleep under it. At midnight, just like last night, the crows flew there -- they sat down, panting and flapping their wings -- on the top of a tree and intended write causeries. “You know, sisters,” said one, “my year my news? What we said last year here about the lack of water in the city and from the treasure-rich mountain, someone must have heard, because a young man has procured water for the city and looted the treasures from the mountain. So let's be careful and check the tree first chassis. Maybe there's a spy there again."

And with a terrible squawking, the whole flock descended to the ground. There they found the witches older brother and killed him instantly.