Atondido Stories
Just as they were pushing him into the oven, Smolicheck
roared out:
"Oh, dear Golden Antlers, wherever you are In valley or mountain
or pasture afar, Come quick! Don't delay! The wicked wood maidens
are roasting today Your little Smolicheck! Come quick! Don't delay!"
Suddenly there was the sound of crashing branches and, be-
fore the wood maidens knew what was happening, Golden Ant-
lers came bounding into the cave. He tossed Smolicheck upon
his antlers and off he sped as swift as the wind.
When they got home, he laid Smolicheck across his knee and
gave him something—you know what! And Smolicheck cried
and said he was sorry he had been disobedient. And he said he
would never, never, never again open the door.
And this time he never did!
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