The great day arrived.  Crowds pressed to the field where stood the newly built hall, brilliant as a star.  Up high at the window the tsarevna was sitting, adorned with precious stones, clad in velvet and pearls.  The people below were roaring like an ocean.  The Tzar with his Tzaritza was sitting upon a throne.  Around them were boyars, warriors, and counselors.

The suitors on horseback, proud, handsome, and brave, whistle and ride round about, but looking at the high window their hearts drop.  There were already several fellows who had tried.  Each would take a long start, balance himself, spring, and fall back like a stone, a laughing stock for the witnesses.

The brothers of Ivanoushka the Simpleton were preparing themselves to go to the field also.

The Simpleton said to them:  “Take me along with you.”

“Thou fool,” laughed the brothers; “stay at home and watch the chickens.”

“All right,” he answered, went to the chicken yard and lay down.  But as soon as the brothers were away, our Ivanoushka the Simpleton walked to the wide fields and shouted with a mighty voice: 

  “Arise, bay horse—­thou wind-swift steed,
  Appear before me in my need;
  Stand up as in the storm the weed!”

The glorious horse came running.  Flames shone out of his eyes; out of his nostrils smoke came in clouds, and the horse asked with a man’s voice: 

“What is thy wish?”

Ivanoushka the Simpleton crawled into the horse’s left ear, transformed himself and reappeared at the right ear, such a handsome fellow that in no book is there written any description of him; no one has ever seen such a fellow.  He jumped onto the horse and touched his iron sides with a silk whip.  The horse became impatient, lifted himself above the ground, higher and higher above the dark woods below the traveling clouds.  He swam over the large rivers, jumped over the small ones, as well as over hills and mountains.  Ivanoushka the Simpleton arrived at the hall of the Tsarevna Baktriana, flew up like a hawk, passed through thirty circles, could not reach the last two, and went away like a whirlwind.

The people were shouting:  “Take hold of him! take hold of him!” The Tsar jumped to his feet, the Tsaritza screamed.  Every one was roaring in amazement.

The brothers of Ivanoushka came home and there was but one subject of conversation—­what a splendid fellow they had seen!  What a wonderful start to pass through the thirty circles!

“Brothers, that fellow was I,” said Ivanoushka the Simpleton, who had long since arrived.

“Keep still and do not fool us,” answered the brothers.

The next day the two brothers were going again to the tsarski show and Ivanoushka the Simpleton said again:  “Take me along with you.”

“For thee, fool, this is thy place.  Be quiet at home and scare sparrows from the pea field instead of the scarecrow.”