The Ox from the tales of Laughter

There was once upon an elderly person and an elderly person. The elderly person worked in the fields as a pitch burner while the elderly person sat at home and turned flax. They were poor to such an extent that they could not save anything at all;all thrir profit went in uncovered food, and when that was gone nothing remained. Finally the elderly person had a smart thought. " look,now, spouse" cried she, " make me a straw bull, and smear everything over with tar." "Why, you stupid lady! " said he, " what's the benefit of a bull of that sort?" "Never min," said she "you simply scrape by. I understand what I'm about." What was the unfortunate man to do? He set to work and made the bull of straw, and spread everything over with tar. The night died, and at early sunrise the elderly person took her distaff and drove the straw bull out into the steppe to eat, and she personally plunked down behind a hillock and started turning her flax and cried: "Brush away, little bull, while I turn my flax; eat away; little bull, while I turn my flax!" And keeping in mind that she turned, her head dropped down,and she started to nap, and keeping in mind that she was snoozing, from behind the dim wkod and from the rear of thr enormous pines a bear came hurrying out upon the bull and said: "Who are you? Talk and tell me!" Furthermore, the bull said: "A three-year-old calf am I, made of straw and spread with tar" "Goodness!" Said the bear, "loaded down with straw and managed with tar, right? Then give me your straw and tar, that u might fix up my battered fur once more!" "Take some," said the bull, and the bear fell upon him and started to tear away the tar. He endlessly tore and covered his teeth in it till he found he was unable to give up once more. He endlessly pulled, yet it was no decent and the bull hauled him continuously off, goodness knows where. Then the elderly person got up, and there was no bulls seen. "Unfortunately ! Old dolt that I am !" Cried she, " perchance it has returned home. " Then, at that point, she immediately made up for lost time her disstaff and turning load up, threw them over her shoulders and hurried off home, and she saw that the bull had hauled the withstand to the wall and in she went to her father. "Father, father! She cried, " look, look! The bull has presented to us a bear. Cone out and kill it!" Then the elderly person bounced up, detached the bear, tued him up, and tossed him in the celler.