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Updated: May 9, 2025
He was a trump, a drunkard, a thief, a sportsman and what a sportsman! I taught him everything. 'And what will you teach me? asked Olenin, who was becoming more and more interested in the old man. 'I'll take you hunting and teach you to fish. I'll show you Chechens and find a girl for you, if you like even that! That's the sort I am! I'm a wag! and the old man laughed. 'I'll sit down.
'Well, lads, his loud bass resounded through the low-roofed room drowning all the other voices, 'I'm going with you. You'll watch for Chechens and I for boars! It was quite dark when Uncle Eroshka and the three Cossacks, in their cloaks and shouldering their guns, left the cordon and went towards the place on the Terek where they were to lie in ambush.
Two red-bearded, barefooted Chechens, who had come from beyond the Terek to see the fete, sat on their heels outside the house of a friend, negligently smoking their little pipes and occasionally spitting, watching the villagers and exchanging remarks with one another in their rapid guttural speech.
'Listen to me, and keep farther away from the other men or you'll get killed foolishly. I feel for you, truly: you are a drinker I love you! And fellows like you like riding up the mounds. Whenever he saw a mound, off he'd gallop. Once he galloped off that way and rode to the top quite pleased, but a Chechen fired at him and killed him! Ah, how well they shoot from their gun-rests, those Chechens!
If yours cured people, Cossacks and Chechens would go to you for treatment, but as it is your officers and colonels send to the mountains for doctors. Yours are all humbugs, all humbugs. Olenin did not answer. He agreed only too fully that all was humbug in the world in which he had lived and to which he was now returning. 'How is Lukashka? You've been to see him? he asked.
He found Olenin still asleep, and even Vanyusha, though awake, was still in bed and looking round the room considering whether it was not time to get up, when Daddy Eroshka, gun on shoulder and in full hunter's trappings, opened the door. 'A cudgel! he shouted in his deep voice. 'An alarm! The Chechens are upon us!
The Cossacks, quite out of breath, dragged the bodies aside and took the weapons from them. Each of the red-haired Chechens had been a man, and each one had his own individual expression. Lukashka was carried to the cart. He continued to swear in Russian and in Tartar. 'No fear, I'll strangle him with my hands. ANNA SENI! he cried, struggling. But he soon became quiet from weakness.
Even the impoverished, much-detested and powerless Muslims of the northern Caucasus Chechens, Circassians and Dagestanis have benefited from this newfound awareness of their electoral power. Though divided by their common creed Shiites vs. Sunnites vs. Wahabbites and so on the Muslims of Europe are united in supporting the Palestinian cause and in opposing the Iraq war.
Even now the Cossack families claim relationship with the Chechens, and the love of freedom, of leisure, of plunder and of war, still form their chief characteristics. Only the harmful side of Russian influence shows itself by interference at elections, by confiscation of church bells, and by the troops who are quartered in the country or march through it.
In this fertile wooded strip, rich in vegetation, has dwelt as far back as memory runs the fine warlike and prosperous Russian tribe belonging to the sect of Old Believers, and called the Grebensk Cossacks. Long long ago their Old Believer ancestors fled from Russia and settled beyond the Terek among the Chechens on the Greben, the first range of wooded mountains of Chechnya.
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