Russian Folk Tale - The Little Daughter of the Snow

   This is a very famous and interesting Russian folk tale story. This Russian folk tale is collected from the book, named “Old Peter’s Russian tales”. This Russian folk tale story book was written by- Arthur Ransome, published from Thomas Nelson and Sons Ltd., London, Edinbourgh, NY, Toronto, Paris in 1916.

The Little Daughter of the Snow

   The Little Daughter of the Snow - Part 2

     - Russian folk tale

   The old man and the old woman watched her, and were very proud.

   "She is all our own," said the old woman.

   "Our little white pigeon," said the old man.

   In the evening she had another bowl of ice-porridge and then she went off again to play by herself in the yard.

   "You will be tired, my dear," says the old man.

   "You will sleep in the hut tonight. Will not you, my love?" said the old woman, "after running about all day long?"

   But the little daughter of the Snow only laughed. "By frosty night and frosty day," she sang, and ran out of the door, laughing back at them with shining eyes.

   And so it went on all through the winter. The little daughter of the Snow was singing and laughing and dancing all the time. She always ran out into the night and played by herself till dawn. Then she had come in and took her ice-porridge. Then she had play with the children. Then she had have ice-porridge again, and off she would go, out into the night.

Russian Folk Tale - The Hunter and his Wife (Part-2)

   This is an interesting Russian Folk tale. The first part already published before, here is the last part of this story.

The Hunter

   The Hunter and his Wife - Part 2

   Early in the morning the hunter was awakened by the noise of the dog pushing through the twigs on its way back. He heard how the dogs addressed each other.

   "Well and how are you, brother?" said the first dog.

   "Finely," said the second dog; "and what about you?"

   "Fine too. Did the night pass well?” , asked the first dog.

   The second dog said, "Well enough, thanks to the God. But with you, brother? How was it at home?"

   "Oh brother, it was so badly. I ran home, and the mistress, when she sees me, soughed out, 'What the devil are you doing here without your master? Well, there is your supper;' and she threw me a crust of bread, burnt like a black coal. I snuffed it and snuffed it, but I could not eat that. No dog alive could have made a meal of it, and with that she started to beat me with a stick. But at night, later on—just as I thought—thieves came into the yard, and were going to clear out the barn and the storeroom. But I let loose such a howl, and leapt upon them so cruel and angry, that they had little thought to leave off from other people's goods, and had all they could do to get away whole themselves. This way, I spent the night."

   The hunter heard all that the dogs said, and kept it in his mind. "Wait a bit, my good lady," he said to himself, "and see what I have to say to you when I get home."

Russian Folk Tale - The Hunter and his Wife (Part-1)

   This is an interesting Russian Folk Tale. The biggest country in the world. The variety of Russian people and their cultures are very familiar all over the world.

The Hunter

The Hunter and his wife - part 1

   Once upon a time there was a hunter who went out into the forest to hunt the birds and small animals. He had a wife and two dogs. His wife was for ever asking questions, so that he was glad to get away from her into the forest. And she did not like dogs, and said they were always bringing dirt into the house with their muddy feet. So that the dogs were glad and got chance to get away into the forest with the hunter.

   One day the hunter and the two dogs walked all day through the deep forest, and never got a sight of a bird, they never even saw a rabbit. All day long they walked on and saw nothing. The hunter had not fired a single cartridge. He did not want to go home and have to answer his wife's questions about why he had come home with an empty bag. So he went deeper and deeper into the deep forest. At the evening, he started to walk towards his home and suddenly he got a sharp smell of burning wood floated through the trees. The hunter was looking to that, saw the sparkling of a fire. He made his way towards it, and found a clearing in the forest; a wood pile in the middle of it and it was burning so fiercely that he could just come near it.

   And there was a miracle, he found in the middle of the burning timbers there was sitting a great snake, curled round and round upon itself and waving its head above the flames. 

   As soon as it saw the hunter it called out, in a loud hissing voice, to come near. He went as near as he could, shading his face from the heat.

   "My good man," said the snake, "pull me out of the fire, and you shall understand the talk of the beasts and the songs of the birds."

   "I will be happy to help you, but how?" said the hunter, “The flames are so hot and I cannot reach you."

   "Put the barrel of your gun into the fire, and I will crawl out along it.", said the snake.