Part 9 (2/2)

”Then suppose Janko take the left-hand road.”

”And I'll take the middle road,” the second cried.

”And I,” the eldest said, ”will take the one that's left. So farewell, brothers, and let us meet here in a year's time.”

”G.o.d bless us all,” Janko called out, ”and grant that one of us may find our dear father's Magic Grape-Vine.”

The two older brothers of course met in a short time when their roads joined and they had a good laugh to think how they had outwitted the b.o.o.by.

”Time enough to look for that old Grape-Vine when we've had a little fun!” the eldest said. ”Let us sit down here and eat a bite and then push on to the next village. There's an inn there where we can try our luck at cards.”

So they sat down by the roadside, opened their wallets, and laid out some bread and cheese. Just then a Little Lame Fox came limping up on three feet, and whimpering and fawning it begged for something to eat.

”Get out!” bawled the older brother and the second, picking up a handful of stones, threw them at the Fox.

The little animal s.h.i.+ed and then came timidly back, again begging for something to eat.

”Let's kill it!” cried one of the brothers.

They both jumped up and tried to strike the little creature with their sticks. The Fox limped off and they followed, hitting at it as they ran and always just missing it. It was so weak and lame that they expected every minute to overtake it and so kept on chasing it until it had led them pretty far into the woods. Then suddenly it disappeared and there was nothing left for the brothers to do but make their way back to the roadside grumbling and cursing. In their absence some shepherd dogs had found their open wallets and eaten all their food. So now they really had something to curse about.

Janko meanwhile had been trudging along steadily on the third road. At last when he began to feel hungry, he sat down by the wayside and opened his wallet. Instantly the same Little Lame Fox came limping up and whimpered and fawned and begged for something to eat.

”You poor little creature,” Janko said, ”are you hungry?”

He held out his hand coaxingly and the animal gave it a timid sniff.

”Of course I'll give you something to eat,” Janko said. ”There's enough for both of us.”

With that he divided his bread and cheese and gave the Little Fox half.

Then they ate together and the Little Fox allowed Janko to pat her head.

When they finished eating the Fox sat up on her haunches and said:

”Now, Janko, tell me about yourself. Who are you and where are you going?”

The Fox seemed such a sensible little person that it didn't surprise Janko in the least to have her sit up and talk. Janko's brothers would have said that he hadn't sense enough to be surprised. But he had a good heart, Janko had, and as you'll soon hear a good heart is a much better guide for conduct than wicked brains.

Janko answered the Fox simply and truthfully. He told about his father and his two brothers and about his father's weeping eye and the Magic Grape-Vine for which he and his brothers were gone in search.

”You've been good to me,” the Little Fox said. ”You've shared your bread with me and that makes us friends. So from now on if you'll be a brother to me, I'll be a little sister to you.”

Goodness knows Janko's own brothers weren't very good to him, but Janko understood what the Little Fox meant and he agreed.

”Well then, brother,” the Fox said, ”I know where that Grape-Vine is and I'm going to help you to get it. If you do just as I say I don't believe you'll have any trouble. Now take hold of my tail and away we'll go.”

So Janko took hold of the Little Fox's tail and sure enough away they went. Whether they sailed through the air or just ran fleetly along the ground I don't know. But I do know that they went a great distance and that when they stopped Janko didn't feel in the least tired or breathless.

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