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Page 7
The brown horses tossed their noses in the air , snorting , and walked into the
rushing water . It pushed and twisted the carriage toward the unprotected edge of
the causeway . The carriage slipped slantwise toward one side , grinding the iron
...
The brown horses tossed their noses in the air , snorting , and walked into the
rushing water . It pushed and twisted the carriage toward the unprotected edge of
the causeway . The carriage slipped slantwise toward one side , grinding the iron
...
Page 13
There was nothing Ostap couldn ' t do well : he shoed horses , made nails ,
forged axles for the oxcarts . “ On one summer evening , Ostap was blowing on
the coals in his smithy when a thunderstorm broke , stripping the moldering
willow trees ...
There was nothing Ostap couldn ' t do well : he shoed horses , made nails ,
forged axles for the oxcarts . “ On one summer evening , Ostap was blowing on
the coals in his smithy when a thunderstorm broke , stripping the moldering
willow trees ...
Page 190
On the village square , littered with hay dust , unsaddled dragoons ' horses were
tethered . The dragoons , red with the heat , were lying on the ground . Their
uniforms were unbuttoned . They were singing lazily : Soldiers , bravo , little
fellows ...
On the village square , littered with hay dust , unsaddled dragoons ' horses were
tethered . The dragoons , red with the heat , were lying on the ground . Their
uniforms were unbuttoned . They were singing lazily : Soldiers , bravo , little
fellows ...
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Contents
The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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