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We stood and waited on the parade ground . A rainy dawn was breaking through the clouds across the Dnieper . The wide green fingers of the chestnut trees drooped limply . There was a smell of dust , and we could hear the bell in the ...
We stood and waited on the parade ground . A rainy dawn was breaking through the clouds across the Dnieper . The wide green fingers of the chestnut trees drooped limply . There was a smell of dust , and we could hear the bell in the ...
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а shaggy horses stood in profile , shaking their heads . Instead of blankets , they were covered with Jewish prayer - shawls . The men sat on the flat - wagons , legs hanging over the side . Brown riding boots swung by , sandals , felt ...
а shaggy horses stood in profile , shaking their heads . Instead of blankets , they were covered with Jewish prayer - shawls . The men sat on the flat - wagons , legs hanging over the side . Brown riding boots swung by , sandals , felt ...
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Having brought the water home , we poured it into a large glass carboy which stood on the landing . One day , Yasha went out onto the landing , and let out a yell . I jumped out of my room , and could not believe my eyes — as I was ...
Having brought the water home , we poured it into a large glass carboy which stood on the landing . One day , Yasha went out onto the landing , and let out a yell . I jumped out of my room , and could not believe my eyes — as I was ...
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| Title | Story of a Life: In that dawn Volume 3 of Story of a Life, Konstantin Paustovsky |
| Author | Konstantin Paustovsky |
| Translated by | Manya Harari |
| Publisher | Harvill Press, 1967 |
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