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eResearch Solutions for High Throughput Structural Biology Noel Faux1,2, Anthony Beitz3, Mark Bate1, Abdullah A. Amin1,2, Ian Atkinson4, Colin Enticott3, Khalid Mahmood1,2, Matthew Swift3, Andrew Treloar3, David Abramson3, James C. Whisstock1,2, Ashley M. Buckle1 1The Department of Biochemistry and Molecular Biology 2The ARC Centre of Excellence in Structural and Functional Microbial Genomics Faculty of Medicine, 3CSIT, Monash University, Clayton, Victoria 3800, Australia 4High Performance Computing & School of Information Technology James Cook University, Townsville, QLD, 4814, Australia Email: Ashley.

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• detectable sequence similarity
• structure determination
• scientific research data
• protein production
• t.j. hubbard
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THE THREE KINGDOMS


RUSSIAN FOLK TALES




From
Alexander Afanasiev's Collection
Illustrated by A.Kurkin






Raduga Publishers
Moscow
1985



OCR: http://home.freeuk.com/russica2 Contents

The Animals in the Pit
The Cat, the Rooster and the Fox
The Wolf and the Goat
The Animals' Winter Home
The Tale of Ruff Ruffson, Son of Bristle
The Fox and the Crane
The Greedy Old Woman
Baba-Yaga and Puny
The Swan-Geese
Right and Wrong
Prince Ivan and Princess Martha
The Three Kingdoms
Evening, Midnight and Dawn
Shabarsha
Marya Morevna
King Ivan and Bely, the Warrior of the Plains
Emelya and the Pike
The Fire-Bird and Princess Vassilissa
The Horse, the Table-Cloth and the Horn
Go I Know Not Where, Bring I Know Not What
The King of the Sea and Vassilissa the Wise
Fenist the Falcon
Elena the Wise
The Prophetic Dream
The Mountain of Gold
A Cunning Trade
The White Duck
The Riddle
The Wise Maid and the Seven Robbers
The Fortune-Teller
Ivan the Fool
Good But Bad
The Miser
Don't Listen, If You Don't Like




English translation © Raduga Publishers 1985 The Animals in the Pit


There was once an old couple whose only possession was a hog.
One day the hog went off to the forest to eat acorns. On the way he met
a wolf. "Hog, hog, where are you going?" "To the forest to eat acorns."
"Take me with you." "I would," said the hog, "but there's a deep, wide
pit on the way, and you won't be able to jump over it." "Oh, yes, I
will," said the wolf. So off they set. On they went through the forest
until they came to the pit. "Go on, jump," said the wolf. The hog
jumped right over to the other side. Then the wolf jumped and fell
straight in. The hog ate his fill of acorns and went home. The next day
the hog went off to the forest again. On the way he met a bear. "Hog,
hog, where are you going?" "To the forest to eat acorns." "Take me
with you," said the bear. "I would, but there's a deep, wide pit on the
way, and you won't be able to jump over it." I'll jump over it alright,"
said the bear. They came to the pit. The hog jumped right over to the
other side. But the bear jumped and fell straight in. The hog ate his fill
of acorns and went home.
The third day the hog went off to the forest again to eat acorns. On
the way he met Squint-Eye the hare. "Good-day to you, hog!" "Good-
day, Squint-Eye!" "Where are you going?" "To the forest to eat
acorns." "Take me with you." "No, Squint-Eye, there's a deep, wide pit
on the way, and you won't be able to jump over it." "What a thing to
say! Of course I will!" Off they went and came to the pit. The hog
jumped right over to the other side. The hare jumped and landed in the
pit. Then the hog ate his fill of acorns and went home.
The fourth day the hog went off to the forest to eat acorns. On the
way he met a fox, who also asked the hog to take her with him. "No,"
said the hog, "there's a deep, wide pit on the way, and you won't be
able to jump over it." "Oh, yes, I will," said the fox. And she landed in
the pit as well. So now there were four of them down there, and they
began racking their brains about how to get food.
"Let's howl without taking a breath for as long as we can and eat the
one who stops first," said the fox. So they began to howl. The hare was
the first to stop, and the fox went on the longest. So they seized the
hare, tore him to pieces and ate him. They grew hungry again and
agreed to howl as long as they could and eat the one that stopped first.
"If I stop first, you must eat me," said the fox. So they began to howl.
This time the wolf was the first to give up, he just couldn't go on any
longer. So the fox and the bear seized him, tore him to pieces and ate
him. But the fox cheated the bear. She gave him only a little of the meat
and hid the rest to eat when he wasn't looking. The bear grew hungry
again and said: "Where do you get food, Mistress Fox?" "Don't you
know, Master Bruin? Stick your paw in your ribs, grab hold of them
and yank, then you'll find out." The bear did as he was told, yanked at
his ribs, and that was the end of him. Now the fox was all alone. After
feasting off the bear, she began to feel hungry again.
Now there was a tree by the pit, and in that tree a thrush was
building a nest. The fox sat in the pit watching the thrush and said to it:
"Thrush, thrush, what are you doing?" "Building a nest." "What for?"
"For my children." "Get me some food, Thrush. If you don't, I'll gobble
your children up." The thrush racked its brains about how to get the
fox some food. It flew to the village and brought back a chicken. The
fox gobbled up the chicken and said again: "Thrush, thrush, you got
me some food, didn't you?" "Yes, I did." "Well, now get me some
drink." The thrush racked its brains about how to get the fox some
drink. It flew to the village and brought back some water. The fox
drank her fill and said: "Thrush, thrush, you got me some food, didn't
you?" "Yes, I did." "And you got me some drink, didn't you?" "Yes, I
did." "Well, now get me out of the pit."
The thrush racked its brains about how to get the fox out. Then it
dropped sticks into the pit, so many that the fox was able to climb over
them out of the pit, lay down by the tree and stretched out. "Now," she
said, "you got me some food, didn't you, thrush?" "Yes, I did." "And
you got me some drink, didn't you?" "Yes, I did." "And you got me out
of the pit, didn't you?" "Yes, I did." "Well, now make me laugh." The
thrush racked its brains about how to make the fox laugh. "I'll fly
away," it said, "and you follow me. " So the thrush flew off to the
village and perched on the gate of a rich man's house, while the fox lay
down by the gate. Then the thrush began to call out: "Mistress,
mistress, give me a knob of lard! Mistress, mistress, give me a knob of
lard!" Out raced the dogs and tore the fox to pieces.
Oh, I was there and drank mead-wine, it wetted my lips, but not my
tongue. They gave me to wear a cloak so gay, but the crows cawed
loudly on their way: "Cloak so gay! Cloak so gay!" "Throw it away," I
thought they said, so I did straightway. They gave me to wear a cap of
red, but the crows cawed loudly as they sped: "Cap of red! Cap of red!"
"Cap off head," I thought they said, so I pulled it off—and was left
with naught.

Translated by Kathleen Cook
The Cat, the Rooster and the Foõ


There was once an old man who had a cat and a rooster.
One day the old man went to the forest to chop wood, the cat soon
followed him with his dinner, and the rooster was left all alone.
By and by a fox came running up. She seated herself under the
window and sang out:

"Come, Friend Rooster, comb of gold,
You who are so brave and bold,
Look out of the window, please,
And you'll get some nice, fresh peas!"

The rooster pushed open the window, stuck out his head and looked
round to see who was calling him, and the fox seized him and carried
him off with her.

"Save me, Puss, I beg and pray,
Fox is dragging me away,
Beyond the dark forests,
Beyond the white sands,
Beyond the blue seas,
To the thrice-ten lands!"

the rooster cried.
The cat heard him. He ran after the fox, got the rooster out of her
clutches and brought him back home.
"Take care, friend Rooster," said the cat, "do not believe what the
fox says or look out of the window, for she will eat you up, bones and
all!"
On the next day the old man told the rooster to watch over the
house and not to look out of the window and went to the forest again to
chop wood, and the cat soon followed with his dinner. The fox, who
dearly wanted to eat up the rooster, waited for them to go away and
then came up to the house and sang out:

"Come, Friend Rooster, comb of gold,
You who are so brave and bold,
Look out of the window, please,
And you'll get some nice, fresh peas,
And some grains of wheat, too!"
The rooster walked up and down the house and stayed mum, and the
fox sang her little song again and threw a handful of peas in through
the window. The rooster ate the peas and said: "You can't fool me,
Fox! I know you want to eat me up, bones and all." "Don't be silly,
Rooster!" said the fox. "Why should I