There is a little less than a verst of
land in the island, and Napoleonder lives there and watches geese. Night
and day he looks after the geese, without eating, or drinking, or
sleeping, or smoking; and his only thought is--how to conquer the whole
world."
The Lord God thought and thought, and then he ordered: "Bring him to
me."
Satan at once brought Napoleonder into the bright heaven. The Lord God
looked at him, and saw that he was a military man with shining buttons.
"I have heard, Napoleonder," says the Lord God, "that you want to
conquer the whole world."
"Exactly so," replies Napoleonder; "that's what I want very much to
do."
"And have you thought," says the Lord God, "that when you go forth to
conquer you will crush many peoples and shed rivers of blood?"
"That's all the same to me," says Napoleonder; "the important thing for
me is--how can I subdue the whole world."
"And will you not feel pity for the killed, the wounded, the burned, the
ruined, and the dead?"
"Not in the least," says Napoleonder.
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