Russian folk tale “About a toothy mouse and a rich sparrow. About the toothy mouse and about the rich sparrow

Dal Vladimir Ivanovich

Vladimir Ivanovich Dal

About the toothy mouse and about the rich sparrow

There lived in a village a peasant, a good peasant, and he was not afraid of work, and he was sad about people: if anyone was in grief or need, everyone went to him for advice, and if anyone had a shortage of bread, they went to his bin, as if it were your own. Some people's bread was born on a quarter, on a fifth, and they often have ten (four, five, ten times more. - Ed.)! The peasant will eat the bread, take it to the barn, count the sheaves and put every tenth sheaf aside, saying: “This is the poor brother’s share.”

Hearing such speeches, the sparrow chirped at the top of his lungs:

Chiv, chiv, chiv! The peasant heaped a barn full of bread, and apparently and invisibly put it aside for our brothers!

Shhh, don't scream at the top of your lungs! - the squeaking mouse squeaked. - Otherwise, everyone will hear: your brothers, a winged flock, will fly in, scatter everything, grain by grain, eat the whole bin, and we won’t get anything!

It was difficult for the sparrow to remain silent, but there was nothing to do: the mouse threatened him painfully sternly. Then a sparrow flew from the eaves to the floor and, sitting next to the mouse, began to quietly chirp:

Come on, little little mouse, let's make a nest for ourselves - I'm under the eaves, you're in hiding - and we'll live and be and eat the master's handouts, and we'll have everything together, everything in half.

The mouse agreed. So the two of them lived together; they live for a year, they live for another, and on the third the barn begins to decay; The owner built another barn for the new grain, but there was only a small amount of grain left in the old one (not enough - Ed.). The little mouse understood this matter, spread its mind and decided that if she took all the grain alone, she would get more than sharing it with a sparrow. So she gnawed a hole in the floorboard in the bin, the grain spilled out into the underground, and the sparrow did not even see how all the bread went into the mouse’s hole. The sparrow began to look: where is the grain? There is no grain to be seen; he goes here and there - there is not a grain anywhere; The sparrow began knocking on the mouse's hole:

Knock, knock, chiv, chiv, chiv, is your little mouse at home? And the mouse responded:

Why are you tweeting here? Get out, my head hurts without you!

The sparrow looked into the underground and when he saw a heap of bread there, he chirped louder than ever:

Oh, you underground mouse, see what you're up to! Where is your truth? The agreement was: everything equally, everything in half, but what are you doing? She took it and robbed her friend!

Eeyore! - the little mouse squeaked. - You are free to remember the old things. I don’t know anything and I don’t remember!

There was nothing to do, the sparrow began to bow to the mouse, begging, and as soon as she jumped out, she began to pinch him, only the feathers flew off!

The sparrow also got angry, flew up to the roof and chirped so that sparrows flew in from all over the area, apparently or invisibly. They covered the entire roof and, well, it was a comradely matter to sort it out; They sorted everything out thread by thread and decided to fly to the animal king with the whole world with petitions. They took off and flew, only the sky was full of colors. So they flew to the animal king, chirped and chirped, so that King Leo’s ears began to ring, and at that time he lay down to rest. Lev yawned, stretched, and said:

If you flocked together in vain, then go away, I want to sleep; and if it concerns me, then speak alone. It's good to sing together, but talk separately!

So the little sparrow jumped out, which was smarter than the others, and began to say the matter like this:

Leo-sovereign, like this: our brother sparrow made an agreement with your servant, a toothy mouse, to live in the same barn, eat from the same bin to the last grain; They lived like this for almost three years, and when the grain began to come to an end, the underground mouse played a trick - it gnawed a hole in the bin and released the grain into its underground; Brother Sparrow began to calm her down and admonish her, and she, the villainess, plucked him all around so much that it was a shame to appear in public. They ordered, king, to execute that mouse and give all the grain to the plaintiff-sparrow; If you, sir, don’t judge us and the mouse, then we’ll fly to our king with a petition!

And it would have been like this a long time ago, go to your Eagle! - said Lev, stretched out and fell asleep again.

A flock of sparrows rose in a cloud with a petition to the Eagle against the animal king and his servant-mouse. King Eagle listened and howled like an eagle:

Call the trumpeter here!

And the trumpeter rook is right there, standing in front of the Eagle, quieter than water, lower than the grass.

Trumpet, trumpeter, a great gathering for my heroes: golden eagles, falcons, kites, hawks, swans, geese and all the bird race, so that their beaks can be sharpened, their claws sharpened; You will have a feast for the whole world. Or should you bring a letter of dissent to that animal king: because you are a tsar, you don’t remember the oath, you don’t keep your animals in fear, you don’t understand our feathered complaints, and that’s why the darkness rises up against you, great strength; and so that you, the king, can go out with your animals to the Arek field, to the Veretensky oak tree.

Meanwhile, having slept, Leo woke up and, having listened to the privet trumpeter, roared at his entire animal kingdom. Leopards, wolves, bears, all large and small animals came running, and they stood at that treasured oak tree.

And a menacing, impenetrable cloud flew at them, with its leader, King Eagle, and both armies fought without resting for three hours and three minutes, overpowering each other; and when the reserve force appeared, a night bird, or a scarecrow owl, then the toothy animal-mouse was the first to run away. The speakers reported this to the animal king. The Leo Emperor became angry with the toothy mouse:

Oh, you, mouse, underground small fry, because of you, small fry, I fought, not sparing myself, but you were the first to show your rear!

Then Lev ordered to sound the lights out and ask for peace; and he condemned all the stolen bread to be given to the sparrow, and if any underground mouse was found, he would give it to him, the sparrow, with his head. The mouse was not found, they say: “Out of fear, it fled to distant lands, to the thirtieth kingdom, not to our state.”

The sparrow got hold of it, and every day it became a holiday, there were no guests, the whole roof was densely planted with sparrows, and they tweeted to the whole village an epic about an underground mouse, about a rich sparrow, and about their brave prowess.

Once upon a time there lived in a village a peasant, a good peasant... who would produce bread on the fourth, on the fifth, and he often produced ten! The peasant will eat the bread, take it to the barn, count the sheaves and put every tenth sheaf aside, saying: “This is the poor brother’s share.” Hearing such speeches, the sparrow chirped at the top of his lungs:

- Chiv, chiv, chiv! The peasant heaped a barn full of bread, and apparently and invisibly put it aside for our brothers!

“Sh-sh, don’t scream at the top of your lungs,” squeaked the squeaking mouse, “otherwise everyone will hear: your brothers, a winged flock, will fly in, scatter everything, grain by grain, eat the whole bin and leave us nothing!”

It was difficult for the sparrow to remain silent, but there was nothing to do: the mouse threatened him painfully sternly. A sparrow flew from the eaves to the floor and, sitting next to the mouse, began to quietly chirp:

“Come on, little little mouse, let’s make a nest for ourselves—I’m under the eaves, you’re in hiding—and we’ll live and be and eat the master’s handouts, and we’ll have everything together, everything in half.”

The mouse agreed. So the two of them lived together; they live for a year, they live for another, and on the third the barn begins to decay; The owner built another barn for the new grain, but there was little grain left in the old one. The little mouse understood this matter, thought about it and decided that if she took all the grain alone, she would get more than sharing it with a sparrow. So she gnawed a hole in the floorboard in the bin, the grain spilled out into the underground, and the sparrow did not even see how all the bread went into the mouse’s hole. The sparrow began to look: where is the grain? There is no grain to be seen; he goes here and there - there is not a grain anywhere; The sparrow began knocking on the mouse's hole:

- Knock, knock, chiv, chiv, chiv, are you at home, dear mouse?

And the mouse responded:

-Why are you blabbering here? Get out, my head hurts without you!

The sparrow looked into the underground and when he saw a heap of bread there, he chirped louder than ever:

- Oh, you, underground mouse, see what you’ve started; where is your truth? The agreement was: everything equally, everything in half, but what are you doing? She took it and robbed her friend!

“And-and,” squeaked the little mouse, “you’re free to remember the old things, I don’t know anything and I don’t remember!”

There was nothing to do, the sparrow began to bow to the mouse, begging, and as soon as she jumped out, she began to pinch him, only the feathers flew off!

— If you flocked together in vain, then go away - I want to sleep; but if it’s up to me, then speak alone, because it’s good to sing together, but to talk separately!

So the little sparrow jumped out, which was smarter than the others, and began to say the matter like this:

- Leo Sovereign, so and so, our brother sparrow made an agreement with your servant, a toothy mouse, to live in the same barn, eat from the same bin to the last grain; They lived like this for almost three years, and when the grain began to come to an end, the underground mouse played a trick - it gnawed a hole in the bin and released the grain into its underground; Brother Sparrow began to calm her down and admonish her, and she, the villain, plucked him all around so much that it was a shame to appear in public; ordered, king, to execute that mouse, and give all the grain to the plaintiff to the sparrow; If you, sir, don’t judge us and the mouse, then we’ll fly to our king with a petition!

— And it would have been like this a long time ago, go to your Eagle! - said Lev, stretched out and fell asleep again.

A flock of sparrows rose in a cloud with a petition to the Eagle against the animal king and his servant-mouse. King Orel listened and howled like an eagle's call:

— Call the trumpeter here!

And the trumpeter rook is right there, standing in front of the Eagle, quieter than water below the grass.

— Trumpets, trumpeter, a great gathering for my heroes: golden eagles, falcons, kites, hawks, swans, geese and all the bird race, so that their beaks can be sharpened, their claws sharpened: you will have a feast for the whole world. Should you bring a letter of displeasure to that animal king: because you, the tsar-taker, don’t remember the oath, you don’t keep your animals in fear, you don’t understand our feathered complaints, that’s why the darkness is rising up against you , great power; and so that you, the king, can go out with your animals to the Arek field, to the Veretensky oak tree.

Meanwhile, having slept, the Lion woke up and, having listened to the privet trumpeter, roared at his entire animal kingdom; leopards, wolves, bears, all large and small animals came running, and they stood at that treasured oak tree. And a menacing, impenetrable cloud flew at them, with its leader, King Eagle, and both armies fought without resting for three hours and three minutes, without overpowering each other; and when the western force appeared, a night bird, a scarecrow and an owl, then the toothy animal-mouse was the first to run away. The speakers reported this to the animal king, and the Leo Emperor became angry with the toothy mouse:

- Oh, you, mouse, underground small fry, because of you, small fry, I fought, not sparing myself, but you were the first to show your rear!

Then Lev ordered to sound the lights out and ask for peace; and he ordered that all the stolen bread be given to the sparrow, and if any underground mouse was found, he should be given the sparrow's head. The mouse was not found, they say: “Out of fear, it fled to distant lands to the thirtieth kingdom, not to our state.” The sparrow got hold of it, and every day it became a holiday, there were no guests, the whole roof was densely planted with sparrows, and they tweeted to the whole village an epic about an underground mouse, about a rich sparrow, and about their brave prowess.

About a toothy mouse, and about a rich sparrow. Dahl's tale

- Chiv, chiv, chiv! The peasant heaped a barn full of bread, and apparently and invisibly put it aside for our brothers!

“Come on, little little mouse, let’s make a nest for ourselves—I’m under the eaves, you’re underground—and we’ll live and be and eat the master’s handouts, and we’ll have everything together, everything in half.”

The mouse agreed. So the two of them lived together; they live for a year, they live for another, and on the third the barn begins to decay; The owner built another barn for the new grain, but there was little grain left in the old one. The little mouse understood this matter, thought about it and decided that if she took all the grain alone, she would get more than sharing it with a sparrow. So she gnawed a hole in the floorboard in the bin, the grain spilled out into the underground, and the sparrow did not even see how all the bread went into the mouse’s hole. The sparrow began to look: where is the grain? There is no grain to be seen; he goes here and there - there is not a grain anywhere; The sparrow began knocking on the mouse's hole:

- Knock, knock, chiv, chiv, chiv, are you at home, dear mouse?

And the mouse responded:

- Why are you tweeting here? Get out, my head hurts without you!

The sparrow looked into the underground and when he saw a heap of bread there, he chirped louder than ever:

- Oh, you underground mouse, see what you've started; where is your truth? The agreement was: everything equally, everything in half, but what are you doing? She took it and robbed her friend!

“And-and,” squeaked the little mouse, “you are free to remember the old things, I don’t know anything and I don’t remember!”

There was nothing to do, the sparrow began to bow to the mouse, begging, and as soon as she jumped out, she began to pinch him, only the feathers flew off!

- If you flocked together in vain, then go away - I want to sleep; but if it’s up to me, then speak alone, because it’s good to sing together, but to talk separately!

So the little sparrow jumped out, which was smarter than the others, and began to say the matter like this:

“Lion-sovereign, so and so, our brother sparrow made an agreement with your servant, a toothy mouse, to live in the same barn, eat from the same bin to the last grain; They lived like this for almost three years, and when the grain began to come to an end, the underground mouse played a trick - it gnawed a hole in the bin and released the grain into its underground; Brother Sparrow began to calm her down and admonish her, and she, the villain, plucked him all around so much that it was a shame to appear in public; ordered, king, to execute that mouse, and give all the grain to the plaintiff to the sparrow; If you, sir, don’t judge us and the mouse, then we’ll fly to our king with a petition!

- And it would have been like this a long time ago, go to your Eagle! - said Lev, stretched out and fell asleep again.

A flock of sparrows rose in a cloud with a petition to the Eagle against the animal king and his servant-mouse. King Orel listened and howled like an eagle's call:

- Call the trumpeter here!

And the trumpeter rook is right there, standing in front of the Eagle, quieter than water below the grass.

- Trumpet, trumpeter, a great gathering for my heroes: golden eagles, falcons, kites, hawks, swans, geese and all the bird race, so that their beaks can be sharpened, their claws sharpened: you will have a feast for the whole world. Should you bring a letter of displeasure to that animal king: because you, the tsar-taker, don’t remember the oath, you don’t keep your animals in fear, you don’t understand our feathered complaints, that’s why the darkness is rising up against you , great power; and so that you, the king, can go out with your animals to the Arek field, to the Veretensky oak tree.

- Oh, you mouse, you underground small fry, because of you, small fry, I fought, not sparing myself, but you were the first to show your rear!

An old woman came and began to talk about the expanse of the village: about the icy springs, about the green meadows, about the dense forests, about the bready bread and about the fiery egg. This is not a fairy tale, but a saying, a fairy tale will come.
There lived a peasant in a village, a good peasant, and he was not afraid of work, and he was sad about people: if anyone was in grief or need, everyone went to him for advice, and if anyone had a shortage of bread, they went to his bin, as if it were your own. Some people born bread on the fourth, on the fifth, and often on the ten!
The peasant will eat the bread, take it to the barn, count the sheaves and put every tenth sheaf aside, saying: “This is the poor brother’s share.”
Hearing such speeches, the sparrow chirped at the top of his lungs:
- Chiv, chiv, chiv! The peasant heaped a barn full of bread, and apparently and invisibly put it aside for our brothers!
- Shhh, don't scream at the top of your lungs! - the squeaking mouse squeaked. - Otherwise, everyone will hear: your brothers, a winged flock, will fly in, scatter everything, grain by grain, eat the whole bin, and we won’t get anything!
It was difficult for the sparrow to remain silent, but there was nothing to do: the mouse threatened him painfully sternly. Then a sparrow flew from the eaves to the floor and, sitting next to the mouse, began to quietly chirp:
“Come on, little little mouse, let’s make a nest for ourselves—I’m under the eaves, you’re underground—and we’ll live and be and eat the master’s handouts, and we’ll have everything together, everything in half.”
The mouse agreed. So the two of them lived together; they live for a year, they live for another, and on the third the barn begins to decay; The owner built another barn for the new grain, but there was little grain left in the old one. The little mouse understood this matter, spread its mind and decided that if she took all the grain alone, she would get more than sharing it with a sparrow. So she gnawed a hole in the floorboard in the bin, the grain spilled out into the underground, and the sparrow did not even see how all the bread went into the mouse’s hole. The sparrow began to look: where is the grain? There is no grain to be seen; he goes here and there - there is not a grain anywhere; The sparrow began knocking on the mouse's hole:
- Knock, knock, chiv, chiv, chiv, are you at home, dear mouse? And the mouse responded:
- Why are you tweeting here? Get out, my head hurts without you!
The sparrow looked into the underground and when he saw a heap of bread there, he chirped louder than ever:
- Oh, you underground mouse, see what you're up to! Where is your truth? The agreement was: everything equally, everything in half, but what are you doing? She took it and robbed her friend!
- And-and! - the little mouse squeaked. - You are free to remember the old things. I don’t know anything and I don’t remember!
There was nothing to do, the sparrow began to bow to the mouse, begging, and as soon as she jumped out, she began to pinch him, only the feathers flew off!
The sparrow also got angry, flew up to the roof and chirped so that sparrows flew in from all over the area, apparently or invisibly. They covered the entire roof and, well, it was a comradely matter to sort it out; They sorted everything out thread by thread and decided to fly to the animal king with the whole world with petitions. They took off and flew, only the sky was full of colors. So they flew to the animal king, chirped and chirped, so that King Leo’s ears began to ring, and at that time he lay down to rest. Lev yawned, stretched, and said:
- If you flocked together in vain, then go away, I want to sleep; and if it concerns me, then speak alone. It's good to sing together, but talk separately!
So the little sparrow jumped out, which was smarter than the others, and began to say the matter like this:
“Lion-sovereign, this is how it is: our brother sparrow made an agreement with your servant, a toothy mouse, to live in the same barn, eat from the same bin to the last grain; They lived like this for almost three years, and when the grain began to run out, the underground mouse played a trick - it gnawed a hole in the bin and released the grain into its underground; Brother Sparrow began to calm her down and admonish her, and she, the villainess, plucked him all around so much that it was a shame to appear in public. They ordered, king, to execute that mouse and give all the grain to the plaintiff-sparrow; If you, sir, don’t judge us and the mouse, then we’ll fly to our king with a petition!
- And it would have been like this a long time ago, go to your Eagle! - said Lev, stretched out and fell asleep again.
A flock of sparrows rose in a cloud with a petition to the Eagle against the animal king and his servant-mouse. King Eagle listened and howled like an eagle:
- Call the trumpeter here!
And the trumpeter rook is right there, standing in front of the Eagle, quieter than water, lower than the grass.
- Trumpet, trumpeter, a great gathering for my heroes: golden eagles, falcons, kites, hawks, swans, geese and all the bird race, so that their beaks can be sharpened, their claws sharpened; You will have a feast for the whole world. Or should you bring a letter of dissent to that animal king: because you are a tsar, you don’t remember the oath, you don’t keep your animals in fear, you don’t understand our feathered complaints, and that’s why the darkness rises up against you, great strength; and so that you, the king, can go out with your animals to the Arek field, to the Veretensky oak tree.
Meanwhile, having slept, Leo woke up and, having listened to the privet trumpeter, roared at his entire animal kingdom. Leopards, wolves, bears, all large and small animals came running, and they stood at that treasured oak tree.
And a menacing, impenetrable cloud flew at them, with its leader, King Eagle, and both armies fought without resting for three hours and three minutes, overpowering each other; and when the reserve force appeared, a night bird, or a scarecrow owl, then the toothy animal-mouse was the first to run away. The speakers reported this to the animal king. The Leo Emperor became angry with the toothy mouse:
- Oh, you mouse, you underground small fry, because of you, small fry, I fought, not sparing myself, but you were the first to show your rear!
Then Lev ordered to sound the lights out and ask for peace; and he condemned all the stolen bread to be given to the sparrow, and if any underground mouse was found, he would give it to him, the sparrow, with his head. The mouse was not found, they say: “Out of fear, it fled to distant lands, to the thirtieth kingdom, not to our state.”
The sparrow got hold of it, and every day it became a holiday, there were no guests, the whole roof was densely planted with sparrows, and they tweeted to the whole village an epic about an underground mouse, about a rich sparrow, and about their brave prowess.

Chiv, chiv, chiv! The peasant heaped a barn full of bread, and apparently and invisibly put it aside for our brothers!

“Shh, don’t scream at the top of your lungs,” the squeaking mouse squeaked, “otherwise everyone will hear: your brothers, a winged flock, will fly in, scatter everything, grain by grain, eat the whole bin and leave us nothing!”

The mouse agreed. So the two of them lived together; they live for a year, they live for another, and on the third the barn begins to decay; The owner built another barn for the new grain, but there was little grain left in the old one. The little mouse understood this matter, thought about it and decided that if she took all the grain alone, she would get more than sharing it with a sparrow. So she gnawed a hole in the floorboard in the bin, the grain spilled out into the underground, and the sparrow did not even see how all the bread went into the mouse’s hole. The sparrow began to look: where is the grain? There is no grain to be seen; he goes here and there - there is not a grain anywhere; The sparrow began knocking on the mouse’s hole:

Knock, knock, chiv, chiv, chiv, is your little mouse at home?

And the mouse responded:

Why are you tweeting here? Get out, my head hurts without you!

The sparrow looked into the underground and when he saw a heap of bread there, he chirped louder than ever:

Oh, you underground mouse, see what you've started; where is your truth? The agreement was: everything equally, everything in half, but what are you doing? She took it and robbed her friend!

“And-and,” squeaked the little mouse, “you are free to remember the old things, I don’t know anything and I don’t remember!”

There was nothing to do, the sparrow began to bow to the mouse, begging, and as soon as she jumped out, she began to pinch him, only the feathers flew off!

If you flocked together in vain, then go away - I want to sleep; and if it’s up to me, then speak alone, because it’s good to sing together, but to talk separately!

So the little sparrow jumped out, which was smarter than the others, and began to say the matter like this:

Lion Sovereign, just like that, our brother sparrow has made an agreement with your servant, the toothy mouse, to live in the same barn, eat from the same bin to the last grain; They lived like this for almost three years, and when the grain began to come to an end, the underground mouse played a trick - it gnawed a hole in the bin and released the grain into its underground; Brother Sparrow began to calm her down and admonish her, and she, the villain, plucked him all around so much that it was a shame to appear in public; ordered, king, to execute that mouse, and give all the grain to the plaintiff to the sparrow; If you, sir, don’t judge us and the mouse, then we’ll fly to our king with a petition!

And it would have been like this a long time ago, go to your Eagle! - said Lev, stretched out and fell asleep again.

A flock of sparrows rose in a cloud with a petition to the Eagle against the animal king and his servant-mouse. King Orel listened and howled like an eagle's call:

Call the trumpeter here!

And the trumpeter rook is right there, standing in front of the Eagle, quieter than water below the grass.

Trumpet, trumpeter, a great gathering for my heroes: golden eagles, falcons, kites, hawks, swans, geese and all the bird race, so that their beaks can be sharpened, their claws sharpened: you will have a feast for the whole world. Should you bring a letter of displeasure to that animal king: because you, the tsar-taker, don’t remember the oath, you don’t keep your animals in fear, you don’t understand our feathered complaints, that’s why the darkness is rising up against you , great power; and so that you, the king, can go out with your animals to the Arek field, to the Veretensky oak tree.

Oh, you, mouse, underground small fry, because of you, small fry, I fought, not sparing myself, but you were the first to show your rear!