Early little Fatimat was left without a mother. Father buried his wife and brought
In the case of a young widow who has her own children. It became very bad
Little Fatimat. The new housewife dressed her daughters in expensive dresses,
Spoiled them as best she could. And Fatimat got beaten, swearing and work. Even ate
She was alone, sitting somewhere in a corner. We fed her scraps. Clothing at
The girl was worn out-some rags.
She stood up lightly. I walked along the water to the mountain stream, lit a fire in
Hearth, swept the yard, milked cows. Worked poor Fatimat from sunrise to
Late night, but my stepmother could not please. The daughters of the evil stepmother played
Dolls, and Fatimat withered from overwork.
One day, on a bright sunny day, she grazed cows and spun yarn. Grelo
Sun, buzzing spindle hummed. But suddenly the wind came and tore it from my hands
Girls yarn. He bore, twirled a bunch of wool and tossed it to a distant cave.
What was to be done? Do not go back home empty-handed. Will devour the evil one
stepmother. And the orphan went to look for the loss.
In a huge cave, where the wool brought wind, lived from time immemorial
Emegensha1. She saw Fatimat, screamed:
"Gather me, girl, silver, that is scattered around!"
1 Emegyonsha - the giantess.
I looked around the orphan and saw that everywhere at the entrance to the cave there were pieces of silver
Lying around. She collected everything to one and gave it to her.
"Now take off your belt, show me your pocket." And Fatimat did it.
Convinced emegyonsha that nothing hid, nothing hid the girl.
- Okay. I'm going to sleep, and you're here. If white water flows
Cave, wake me.
The giant fell asleep in a sound sleep. And immediately rustled, zaburlila on the rocks
Water, white as milk.
Woke Fatimat emegenshu. She woke up, washed her face white
Water and led her to the mirror. She looked at the mirror and gasped: never
She did not see herself as such a beauty. A face as clear as the sun burns, hands and
Shoulders are whiter than moonlight, and expensive brocaded clothes are sparkled with precious stones, gold and silver.
Proud and cheerful, Fatimat said good-bye to the good girl and drove her
Cows home.
On the way, people could not look at the sparkling beauty of her. None
Found out in the girl the old smudge. A wicked stepmother as I saw, a little with
Vexation did not burst. But she did not show it to me. Has come to itself and speaks kindly:
"My dear daughter, my dear, where did you find such clothes, how did you become such a
Beauty?
The simple-minded Fatimat told everything without concealment.
The next morning, my stepmother sent my daughter to graze her cows for the same thing
a place. And she spun yarn. The wind flew in, tore off the spindle and carried it away with
Wool to a distant cave. She ran after her stepmother's daughter and heard a voice
Emegenshi from the dark cave:
"Gather me, my daughter, the silver that is scattered around!"
She began to collect and put in her pocket the biggest pieces.
"Now take off your belt, show me your pocket!" She dug out her stepmother's daughter's pocket, and
Silver dropped out and rolled with a sound on the stone floor of the cave. Frowned
Emegyonsha.
"All right," he says, "I'm going to sleep." And you watch. Like black water
Flow, wake me up.
She fell asleep soundly. And immediately the water began to boil, the water rustled over the stones,
Black, like soot on a shepherd's cauldron.
She woke up, washed the girl's face with black water and let her
To the mirror. They knelt at the other side of fear. Half of her face is a monkey, and
Half - canine. She rushed to run with tears. People from her - in all
Side.
So I punished the kind emegyonsha stepmother and her daughter for anger and
injustice.
And my father threw out his stepmother and remained with the beautiful daughter. They became quiet and
happily.