The Long Exile part 6
Then he saw his children, quite little, as they were at that time: one with a little cloak on, another at his mothers breast....
The Long Exile part 5
“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...
The Long Exile part 4
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...
The Long Exile part 3
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...
The Long Exile part 2
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,...
The Long Exile part 1
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...
A Wagner Matinee part 6
During the intermission before the second half, I questioned my aunt and found that the “Prize Song” was not new to her. Some years...
A Wagner Matinee part 5
The overture closed, my aunt released my coat sleeve, but she said nothing. She sat staring dully at the orchestra. What, I wondered, did...
A Wagner Matinee part 4
The matinee audience was made up chiefly of women. One lost the contour of faces and figures, indeed any effect of line whatever, and...
A Wagner Matinee part 3
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...
