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The Long Exile part 6

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Then he saw his children, quite little, as they were at that time: one with a little cloak on, another at his mothers breast. And then he remembered himself as he used to be...

The Long Exile part 5

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“Where are you from?” asked some one.“From Vladimir. My family are of that town. My name is Makar, and they also call me Semyonich.”Aksionov raised his head and said: “Tell me, Semyonich, do you...

The Long Exile part 4

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And Aksionov wrote no more petitions; gave up all hope, and only prayed to God.Aksionov was condemned to be flogged and sent to the mines. So he was flogged with a knout, and when...

The Long Exile part 3

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The police-officer ordered the soldiers to bind Aksionov and to put him in the cart. As they tied his feet together and flung him into the cart, Aksionov crossed himself and wept. His money...

The Long Exile part 2

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When he had gone about twenty-five miles, he stopped for the horses to be fed. AJcsionov rested awhile in the passage of the inn, then he stepped out into the porch, and, ordering a...

The Long Exile part 1

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Leo Tolstoy (1828 1910)Tolstoy is the most celebrated of all Russian writers. This extraordinary man, after serving in the army and leading a wild and reckless life, was for half a century the great...

A Wagner Matinee part 6

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During the intermission before the second half, I questioned my aunt and found that the “Prize Song” was not new to her. Some years before there had drifted to the farm in Red Willow...

A Wagner Matinee part 5

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The overture closed, my aunt released my coat sleeve, but she said nothing. She sat staring dully at the orchestra. What, I wondered, did she get from it? She had been a good pianist...

A Wagner Matinee part 4

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The matinee audience was made up chiefly of women. One lost the contour of faces and figures, indeed any effect of line whatever, and there was only the color of bodices past counting, the...

A Wagner Matinee part 3

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When my aunt appeared on the morning after her arrival in Boston, she was still in a semi-somnambulant state. She seemed not to realize that she was in the city where she had spent...

Zinnia

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Isaac Comnenus 21

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