"He is my guest," said the old woman; "and if you are not content with this explanation, you
shall go into the sack! Now you know my mind."
This was quite sufficient; and now the North Wind relatedwhence he came, and how he had spent the last month.
"I come from the Arctic Ocean," said he; "I have been on the Bear's Island, along with the Russian whalers. I sat by the helm, and slept when they sailed from the North Cape; and, if now and then I awoke for a short time, the stormy pet
rel would fly about my legs. It is a merry bird; he suddenly claps his wings, then holds them immovably stretched out and soars aloft."
"Do not make your story so long!" said the mother. "And so you came to the Bear's Island?"
"That is a glorious place! the ground seems made on purpose for dancing- flat as a plate. It is composed of half-melted snow overgrown with moss; sh
arp stones, and the skeletons of whalers and polar bears are strewed over it, looking like the arms and legs of giants, covered with musty green; you would fancy the sun had never shone on them.
"I blew a little int
o the clouds, in order that the people might be able to see the shed, built from a wreck, and covered with the skin of whales, the fleshy side, all green and red, turned outwards. A living polar bear sat growling on the roof.
「我是从北冰洋回来的，」北风说：「我曾和几个俄罗斯的猎鲸者到熊岛去。 当他们驶出北海角的时候，我就坐在舵上睡觉。每当我醒来时，海燕就在我脚旁飞来飞去。 它是一只快乐的鸟，它会突然拍打着翅膀，然后一动也不动地伸展开来在天空翱翔」。