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But life in Russia in those days my father always used to call them " the premature days❞— tortured Uncle Yusia . The noble passion for travel was corrupted by him into a disorderly and fruitless wandering . But I am still indebted to ...
But life in Russia in those days my father always used to call them " the premature days❞— tortured Uncle Yusia . The noble passion for travel was corrupted by him into a disorderly and fruitless wandering . But I am still indebted to ...
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Uncle Yusia continued his military career with the same lack of success . From the artillery he was transferred to the infantry . His regiment was summoned to Moscow to handle security at the time of the coronation of Nicholas II .
Uncle Yusia continued his military career with the same lack of success . From the artillery he was transferred to the infantry . His regiment was summoned to Moscow to handle security at the time of the coronation of Nicholas II .
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Uncle Yusia's stories were more interesting to us than the tales of Baron von Münchausen . We had to imagine von Münchausen , but Uncle Yusia was right there , alive , enfolded in clouds of tobacco smoke , shaking the sofa with his ...
Uncle Yusia's stories were more interesting to us than the tales of Baron von Münchausen . We had to imagine von Münchausen , but Uncle Yusia was right there , alive , enfolded in clouds of tobacco smoke , shaking the sofa with his ...
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Contents
The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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