The old woman, hardly moving tired legs, went along the road. Still, not only that the road was become limp, so also the burden which hung at it behind the back was noticeably heavy.
Having left the city, the woman saw that towards to her the tilt cart moves. The tilt cart stopped, probably, in order that the old woman gave way to it. The young, tired driver sat in the tilt cart.
The old woman was delighted. Now is to whom to bring, now legs not so strongly will hurt in the evening.
- The sonny, take me to the house, I will return the favor – take yourself a half of a bag of rice. Kind people gave me this rice, however it is too heavy that I could carry him.
- Mother, I with pleasure. But already a day two I without rest work, I carry people. I was very tired, forgive and my horse just about will fall for fatigue.
And having told these words, the driver touched a horse. The tilt cart already disappeared from a look when the old woman, at last, could lift a bag again and start wandering the familiar road.
Suddenly behind the sound of the approaching tilt cart was distributed. The old woman turned back, and that young driver told:
- Give, mother, I will help you to get. I will give a ride to you.
The driver helped the old woman to settle with the tilt cart, then lifted to it a bag. The road to the house of the old woman took about two hours. Trying not to fall asleep, the driver began to tell about himself. How he got over with a horse from the far mountain settlement here, that he is the only son at mother and to it it is necessary to help her. The old woman sadly smiled.
- My beloved son too in the foreign land, - she bitterly sighed. – Long ago I heard nothing about it any more!
When her house seemed, the old woman tried to pour out to the young young man rice from the bag, however the driver refused:
- Having seen you, I as - as if visited at home, communicated to mother. From you nothing is necessary to me, God bless you. Mother is the beginning of all beginnings, it is the clean mountain spring which treats one drink. Perhaps once and other young man will give a ride already to my tired mother.
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