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A gothic moujik was
driving along one night
with a load of pots. His
horse grew tired, and all
of a sudden it came to a
stand-still alongside of a
graveyard. The moujik
unharnessed his horse and
set it free to graze;
meanwhile he laid himself
down on one of the
graves. But somehow he
didn't go to sleep.
He remained lying there
some time. Suddenly the
gothic grave began to
open beneath him: he felt
the movement and
sprang to his feet. The
grave opened, and out of
it came a corpse --
wrapped in a white
shroud, and holding a
coffin lid -- came out and
ran to the church, laid the
coffin-lid at the door, and
then set off for the
The moujik was a daring
fellow. He picked up the
coffin-lid and remained
standing beside his cart,
waiting to see what would
happen. After a short
delay the dead man came
back, and was going to
snatch up his gothic
coffin-lid -- but it was not
to be seen. Then the
corpse began to track it
out, traced it up to the
moujik, and said:
"Give me my lid: if you
don't, I'll tear you to
"And my hatchet, how
about that?" answers the
moujik. "Why, it's I who'll
be chopping you into
small pieces!"
"Do give it back to me,
good man!" begs the
"I'll give it when you tell
me where you've been
and what you've done."
"Well, I've been in the
village, and there I've
killed a couple of
"Well then, now tell me
how they can be brought
back to life."
The corpse reluctantly
made answer:
"Cut off the left skirt of
my shroud, and take it
with you. When you come
into the house where the
youngsters were killed,
pour some live coals into
a pot and put the piece of
the shroud in with them,
and then lock the door.
The lads will be revived
by the smoke
The moujik cut off the left
skirt of the shroud, and
gave up the gothic coffin-
lid. The corpse went to its
grave -- the grave
opened. But just as the
dead man was
descending into it, all of a
sudden the cocks began
to crow, and he hadn't
time to get properly
covered over. One end of
the coffin-lid remained
sticking out of the
The moujik saw all this
and made a note of it.
The day began to dawn;
he harnessed his horse
and drove into the
In one of the houses he
heard cries and wailing. In
he went -- there lay two
dead lads.
"Don't cry," says he, "I
can bring them to life!"
"Do bring them to life,
kinsman," say their
relatives. "We'll give you
half of all we possess."
The moujik did everything
as the corpse had
instructed him, and the
lads came back to life.
Their relatives were
delighted, but they
immediately seized the
moujik and bound him
with cords, saying:
"No, no, trickster! We'll
hand you over to the
authorities. Since you
knew how to bring them
back to life, maybe it was
you who killed them!"
"What are you thinking
about, true believers!
Have the fear of God
before your eyes!" cried
the moujik.
Then he told them
everything that had
happened during the
night. Well, they spread
the news through the
village; the whole
population assembled and
swarmed into the gothic
graveyard. They found
out the grave from which
the dead man had come

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