90 COSSACK FAIRY TALES.

departed in their ships, with their nephew on
board,

They lived together, and time went on and the
young man still remained a bachelor, and was so
handsome that words cannot describe it. But the
Tsar lived alone with his daughter. She, however,
grew sadder and sadder, and was no longer like her
former self, so sorrowful was she. And the Tsar asked
her, saying: “ Wherefore art thou so sorrowful ?”—
“Tam not sorrowful, father,” said she. But the Tsar
watched her, and saw that she was sorrowful, and
there was no help for it. Then he asked her again:
“Art thou ill?”—‘ Nay, dear dad,’ said she. “I
myself know not what is the matter with me.”

And so it went on, till the Tsar dreamt a dream,
and in this dream it was said to him: “Thy daughter
grieves because she loves so much the youth who
drove the unclean spirit out of her.” Then the Tsar
asked her: ‘ Dost thou love this youth ?”—And she
answered: ‘1 do, dear father.”—‘‘Then why didst
thou not tell me before, my daughter?” said he.
Then he sent for his heydukes and commanded them,
saying: “Go this instant to such and such a king-
dom, and there ye will find the youth who cured my
daughter; bring him to me.” Then they went on
and on until they found him, and he took just the
same laths and boards that he had had before, and