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25.05.2011 23:04

Вийшов чоловік на поле, дивиться, а то сидить заєць. Він зайшов його потихо та й того зайця злапав. Приніс додому та й острить ніж.

А заєць каже:

—На кого ти той ножик остриш?

—На тебе, буду тебе різати. А заєць тогди каже:

—Знаєш що, годуй мене, понесеш мене на ярмарок та й озьмеш добрі гроші.

А чоловік каже:

—Добре ти мені кажеш. Но,— каже,— то я уже тебе різати не буду.

 

Годував він того зайця місяць. Приходить той день, що чоловік має нести того зайця на ярмарок. Чоловік каже до зайця:

—Но, вже підем на ярмарок. Заєць тогди каже до того чоловіка:

—Іди лагодь мішок, покладеш мене у мішок та й будеш нести.

Узяв чоловік поклав того зайця в мішок та й несе на ярмарок. Входить він у місто, але йде другий чоловік та й каже:

—Що ти там несеш в міху?

А той каже:

—Несу поштаря.

— Та,— каже,— що би ти за того хотів поштаря?

— Даш,— каже,— сотку, то купиш, а не даш, то я йду далі.

Той чоловік дав тому сотку.

—Гай,— каже тей,— на тобі сего поштаря.

Той каже:

—А в що я його покладу?

— Ти,— каже,— маєш торбину з хлібом, озьми, хліб викини, а того поштаря там запхаєш.

А той узяв та й так зробив. Той бере та й вертається назад додому.

 

Вийшов він за місто, а заєць каже:

—Озьми, мене пусти, бо мені зле у торбині сидіти.

Той чоловік каже:

—А як ти де втечеш?

Каже:

—Ти не маєш ся чого бояти, бо я знаю, де твоя хата.

— Но, то я тебе пускаю, ще прив'яжу тобі мошеночку з грішми, аби-с був знашний. Він пустив того зайця, а заєць собі побіг.

 

Той чоловік собі гадав, що він побіг до його дому. Чоловік приходить додому, питається жінки:

—Ци не був тут поштар?

А жінка каже:

—Я тут не виділа жодного поштаря.

Він каже до жінки:

—Я дав сотку за поштаря, і десь щез, та ще-м узяв і мошеночком прив'язав до него з грішми.

Жінка каже до чоловіка:

—Йди, може він за селом сидить та не знає, до котрої хати увійти.

Чоловік вийшов за село та й ходив цілий день і нігде зайця не видів. Чоловік приходить додому та й каже до жінки:

—Не досить, що пропав заєць, але ще й мошонка з грішми.


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