One day Pekale was carrying a bag of nut shells and shouting: “Hey, here are the nuts!”
And Tyndale was walking towards him, also with a sack on his back. He had swamp grass in his bag, but he shouted:
- Hey, here's silk!
They met, and Pekale, of course, spoke first:
- Listen, brother, won't you exchange your bag for mine? Tyndale thought and thought, scratched his head, decided that the deal would be good, and agreed. In a minute they finished the job and went - one there, the other there.
And you should have seen how happy they were when they looked into the bags and saw their prey!
- Oh, this man is cunning! - said one. - What a passerby goose! - said another.
And either the earth ended, or for some other reason, but, as it should have been, Pekale again met with Tyndale.
- Hello, brother! - Tyndale shouts. - Tell me, what is your name? We really suit each other!
“My name is Pekale,” he answered, laughing, “and what is your name?”
- I'm Tyndale.
This is how they got to know each other, became friends and even became brothers.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru