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Page 46
... grew ac- customed to the inhabitants of the yar and started to go alone . I hid this for a long time from Mama , but the organ - grinder's daughter gave me away . I had loaned her Uncle Tom's Cabin to read but then I got sick and didn't ...
... grew ac- customed to the inhabitants of the yar and started to go alone . I hid this for a long time from Mama , but the organ - grinder's daughter gave me away . I had loaned her Uncle Tom's Cabin to read but then I got sick and didn't ...
Page 372
... grew . There were still no shells . The army rolled back toward the east , unable to hold the enemy . We marched across the southern part of Grodnensky province , feeding refugee peasants , directing them toward the rear , collecting ...
... grew . There were still no shells . The army rolled back toward the east , unable to hold the enemy . We marched across the southern part of Grodnensky province , feeding refugee peasants , directing them toward the rear , collecting ...
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... grew more healthy from the sun and from light hunger — I was a little hungry all the time . I read and learned by heart all the poets whose books I took from the library . It was the music in poetry which conquered me then . All the ...
... grew more healthy from the sun and from light hunger — I was a little hungry all the time . I read and learned by heart all the poets whose books I took from the library . It was the music in poetry which conquered me then . All the ...
Contents
The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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