ABSTRACT
There was this rich Savelei. He had no children. They grew aged, he and his old woman. But they were both so kind that they fed and gave drink and loans to all the poor peasants and beggars and never called back their loans. So now they were really, really old. And he said, did this rich Savelei, to his old woman, "Well, old one, we have sinned before the Lord God. Whoever struggles and tries will have nothing at all, and we have never struggled nor tried and we have so much property that we can't get rid of it, and anyway everything will come tumbling down from heaven. So now bake some little pies and dry some hardtack and I'll go looking for St. Mikola the Gracious. Let him ask of the One True Christ what is going to happen to us on account of these sins." So the old woman baked the pies and she dried the hardtack. She took the hardtack and ground them to flour and then filled a bag for him as if it were oat flour. He said goodbye to his old woman and set off.
