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"Ech Arefyevna, we are all sinners. What's the good of talking about it!" "It's he, the villain, has ruined us both," said Avdotya in a cringing voice, and tears flowed down her face. "You must not leave it like that, Akim Semyonitch, you must get the money back. Don't think of me. I am ready to take my oath that I only lent him the money.

"To see to the little lamp," she said, "I can't get to sleep." "You should say a prayer," Akim mumbled, falling asleep. Avdotya went up to the lamp before the ikon, began trimming it and accidentally put it out; she went back and lay down. Everything was still. Early next morning the merchant set off again on his journey with his companions. Avdotya was asleep.

Attah, of Akim, laid a contribution on this fort in March 1811. About twenty-seven miles from Berracoe is Accra or Inkran, once subject to Aquamboo, which people, according to Isert, formerly drove them to Popo. We had only the Horatio schooner in company, the African steam-vessel, and Diadem transport, having sailed the preceding evening for Fernando Po. Sunday, 21st.

"Akim, Akim Semyonitch," someone called to him. He raised his eyes and saw a friend of his, the parish clerk, Yefrem, nicknamed the Mole, a little, bent man with a sharp nose and dim-sighted eyes. He was sitting on a bundle of straw in a wretched little cart, and leaning forward against the box. "Are you going home?" he asked Akim. Akim stopped "Yes." "Shall I give you a lift?" "Please do."

This country is not without reason called the Gold Coast. Gold is there in profusion, and to be had for the seeking. We have ourselves seen the women washing the sand at Cape Coast and finding gold. Captain Butler describes western Akim as a country teeming with gold.

"Murderer, robber.... She is not enough for you, you want to take my house, too, and everything.... But no, stop a bit ... that can't be.... I'll go myself, I'll speak myself ... how ... why should she sell it? Wait a bit, wait a bit." And he dashed out bareheaded. "Where are you off to, Akim Ivanitch?" said the servant Fetinya, running into him in the doorway. "To our mistress! Let me pass!

Yefrem moved to one side and Akim climbed into the cart. Yefrem, who seemed to be somewhat exhilarated, began lashing at his wretched little horse with the ends of his cord reins; it set off at a weary trot continually tossing its unbridled head. They drove for nearly a mile without saying one word to each other.

These were the ever-hostile province of Denkira, auriferous Akim, Adansi, and lastly Assin, now part of our Protectorate. The treaty of 1874, moreover, compelled Ashanti formally to renounce all pretensions to sovereignty over Elmina and the tribes formerly in connection with the Dutch Government.

Lizaveta Prohorovna could sell our inn if she liked, but why should he rob us.... Get your money back." "There's no claiming the money back from him," Akim replied grimly, "we have settled our accounts." Avdotya was amazed. "How is that?" "Why, like this. Do you know," Akim went on and his eyes gleamed, "do you know where I spent the night? You don't know?

Yefrem lived three-quarters of a mile from Akim's inn in a little house close to the priest's, near the solitary church with five cupolas which had been recently built by the heirs of a rich merchant in accordance with the latter's will. Yefrem said nothing to Akim all the way; he merely shook his head from time to time and uttered such ejaculations as "Dear, dear!" and "Upon my soul!"

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