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Page 190
This was why Marina Pavlovna was reluctant to let Sevruk go the next day to a
neighboring village to buy some goods and some gunpowder . Sevruk took me
along with him . We were supposed to return in the evening of the same day .
This was why Marina Pavlovna was reluctant to let Sevruk go the next day to a
neighboring village to buy some goods and some gunpowder . Sevruk took me
along with him . We were supposed to return in the evening of the same day .
Page 367
It was in Kobrin that we watched the evacuation from the village of a Hebrew holy
man , a so - called “ tsadik . ” Gronsky told us there were several such tsadiks in
western Russia and in Poland . They always lived in small villages . Hundreds of
...
It was in Kobrin that we watched the evacuation from the village of a Hebrew holy
man , a so - called “ tsadik . ” Gronsky told us there were several such tsadiks in
western Russia and in Poland . They always lived in small villages . Hundreds of
...
Page 391
We dug a deep grave on a little hillock beyond the village , next to an old willow
tree . You could see the willow from a long distance away . The orderlies made a
coffin out of old black boards . I took a simple silver ring from Lelya ' s finger and ...
We dug a deep grave on a little hillock beyond the village , next to an old willow
tree . You could see the willow from a long distance away . The orderlies made a
coffin out of old black boards . I took a simple silver ring from Lelya ' s finger and ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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