Woodpecker, fox and a raven
The woodpecker in an aspen has hollowed a hollow, has made a nest and has deduced children — three .
Grow small, and the woodpecker rejoices. “I will grow up, — thinks, — children — there will be to me in an old age a help”.
But it is not without reason spoken: “ at a woodpecker yes not a long sock, anybody would not find it!” He was not able to rejoice about itself(himself), and has trumpeted on all wood about children. Whom will meet — of all brags: “Oh, and what at me nice children! Both clever and nice. Other such children at anybody on light are not present!.”
The fox has heard about it. It wanted to it to try young chickabiddies. But how them to get from a nest? To climb on trees a fox is not able.
The woodpecker of children raises — feeds, gives to drink, and the fox at an aspen , grins yes all thinks, as though to it chickabiddies with light to burn out.
Also has thought up at last.
Time approaches to an aspen and allow to knock a tail on a tree.
The woodpecker has put out a head from a hollow:
— You that, , do? What for my children you frighten?
— Here is how? — The fox speaks. — and at you and children are?
— Is, — the woodpecker speaks. — and such nice children!
— Well so drive them, and itself get out, and I now a tree will cut that …
— What for to you a tree it?
— How it — what for? I will saw on fire wood, the furnace I will heat.
— Oh, , oh, the mother, — the woodpecker has started to ask. — allow at first children to bring up, and then and cut a tree. Where I with kids will get to now?
And the fox knocks a tail on a tree even more strongly:
— I while you will bring up children cannot wait! Who is guilty, that you just on this aspen suited a nest! Unless was trees in wood a little?
— It the truth, — speaks a woodpecker, — in wood it is a lot of trees, but who could know, that here this old, rotten aspen is required to you on fire wood!
— Before a nest to do, it was necessary to ask me, — the fox is angry. — itself it is guilty! The woodpecker has scratched the motley head:
— What to me, to do? Advise.
The artful fox was licked, has turned a tail and speaks;
— Dump to me one then I will not cut a tree.
The woodpecker has thought — the baby, yes what to do is a pity: though to two it remain. Also has dumped one chickabiddy. Its fox has picked up, has run for a bush and has eaten.
For other day comes again:
— Dump one more , and that tree to cut, — and allow to knock a tail on an aspen.
As the woodpecker asked, and it was necessary to it to dump one more.
Chickabiddies have liked a fox . After a day has come again. It is a pity to a woodpecker to give last child. He also speaks:
— , , at least to tomorrow. Give still though a few baby to be consoled.
— All right, the fox-has agreed. — I will come tomorrow.
The woodpecker in a hollow sits, all will grieve also thinks, as though to it to be rescued from a fox. Yes anything cannot think up.
And in the meantime arrives on a visit to a woodpecker of its godfather — grey a raven.
— So supposedly and so, — the woodpecker speaks to it, a nose. — not to visitors to me, the scandal-monger: the fox takes away last baby …
Raven there was a bird old and clever, not such, as others.
— The simpleton, — speaks it, — and you do not give!
— Then the fox will cut down a tree, all the same us will ruin.
Is it only frightens. As it will come tomorrow, you tell to it: “Cut to itself, I am not afraid of you!”
The woodpecker was delighted, has thanked the godmother to a raven for clever council and even well her has treated with bugs-koroedami.
The fox resorts for other day.
— Well, the woodpecker, — speaks, — give, that promised, and that now a tree I will cut down,
And the woodpecker has put out the long nose from a hollow and speaks:
— Cut to itself, I am not afraid of you! The fox was surprised: whence the woodpecker of mind-reason was typed?
— Who you has learnt so to speak it? — She asks.
— My sister - in-law, a raven-godfather! — the woodpecker has safely answered.
The fox on to the godfather — grey to a raven has become angry.
“, — thinks, — I will not forgive it to you!”. Also has left, swallowing of a saliva.
She thought, thought, as though to revenge a raven, and at last has decided. Has run out on a clearing, has laid down and has pretended to be the dead.
Has seen it from a raven tree. “, — was delighted, — the quite good meal rolls”.
Here it wings a move, a move — and in a moment near a fox has come to be. Has at first pecked it in a tail to check up, whether truly a fox dead.
And that has not stirred at all. Lays as lifeless.
Raven has grown bolder, has jumped up to a head and has already gathered was to peck in eyes, and the fox as will seize and to a raven for a foot!
— Aha! — the fox has laughed, having grinned. — you Have got to me for a dinner instead of a chickabiddy! You will know, how a woodpecker to learn.
— Well, — speaks a raven, — you have outwitted me. Now I only am afraid of one: that you did not torment me how your my mother tormented.
— And how it tormented? I will not remember something.
— Yes you then were …
— So tell.
— All right, I will tell, — has agreed a raven. — business was so. Your mother has caught my mother. Here is how you me now …
— Well it is clear, — its fox has interrupted. — my mother was not such silly, as yours.
— Yes-yes, — has answered a raven. — it indeed was clever, has not wanted to eat my mother with feathers: feathers after all the tasteless!
— Certainly, tasteless! — the fox has confirmed.
— And so that your mother has made: took two , has planted in them my mother, has then combined together yes as will start up them from abrupt mountain so on my mother and a plumelet does not remain, all were clean showered. ! — it was terrified a raven. — after all it for us, a raven, the most terrible flour …
“Well, — the fox has thought. — there will be no also I more silly mother”.
It has got two , has planted there the godmother and has started up from abrupt mountain. have parted in the parties, and a raven has risen and has departed on a tree.