rangement. He embraced his son, and
his son's bride, and his son's royal mother-in-law.

He gave his farm to the poorest man in the village and then he and his
sons accompanied Kubik back to his kingdom. There he lived long in
peace and comfort enjoying the thought that good fortune had come to
them all on account of his determination not to divide the farm.

The poor man who inherited the farm prayed for him and his sons every
night and never tired of telling the story of how Kubik became a king
and his brothers courtiers.

So for many years the memory of Kubik was kept green. Now people are
beginning to forget him, so I thought it was time that I tell his
story again.

GRANDFATHER'S EYES

THE STORY OF THREE WICKED YEZINKAS

[Illustration: {A goat}]

GRANDFATHER'S EYES

Once upon a time there was a poor boy whom everybody called Yanechek.
His father and mother were dead and he was forced to start out alone
in the world to make a living. For a long time he could find nothing
to do. He wandered on and on and at last he came to a little house
that stood by itself near the edge of the woods. An old man sat on the
doorstep and Yanechek could see that he was blind, for there were
empty holes where his eyes used to be.

Some goats that were penned in a shed near the house began bleating
and the old man said:

"You poor things, you want to go to pasture, don't you? But I can't
see to drive you and I have no one else to send."

"Send me, grandfather," Yanechek said. "Take me as your goatherd and
let me work for you."

"Who are you?" the old man asked.

Yanechek told him who he was and the old man agreed to take him.

"And now," he said, "drive the goats to pasture. But one thing,
Yanechek: don't take them to the hill over there in the woods or the
Yezinkas may get you! That's where they caught me!"

Now Yanechek knew that the Yezinkas were wicked witches who lived in a
cave in the woods and went about in the guise of beautiful young
women. If they met you they would greet you modestly and say something
like "God bless you!" to make you think they were good and kind and
then, once they had you in their power, they would put you to sleep
and gouge out your eyes! Oh, yes, Yanechek knew about the Yezinkas.

"Never fear, grandfather, the Yezinkas won't get me!"

The first day and the second day Yanechek kept the goats near home.
But the third day he said to himself: "I think I'll try the hill in
the wo