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Updated: June 7, 2025
'I should be very happy, I hastily observed; 'it would be a great pleasure for me to hear Susanna Ivanovna play. But I would not for anything in the world be a trouble... 'Trouble, indeed, what nonsense! Now then, Susanna Ivanovna, eins, zwei, drei! Susanna made no response, and went out. I had not expected her to come back; but she quickly reappeared.
A headlight twinkled on the horizon like a star, grew an overpowering blaze, and whooped up the humming track to the roaring music of a happy giant's song: "With a michnai ghignai shtingal! Yah! Yah! Yah! Ein zwei drei Mutter! Yah! Yah! Yah! She climb upon der shteeple, Und she frighten all der people. Singin' michnai ghignai shtingal! Yah! Yah!"
They used to begin with a pole and rope, like a fishing-rod and line, and at the end of the rope was a broad belt, which went round the waist of the beginner, and you heard the incessant, 'Eins, zwei, drei' of the drill. Next they would lead the beginners round the edge of the basin with a rope, like pet dogs.
Ford glanced aside at his companion; her expressive face was a study in delighted animation and he decided that he had again misjudged the president's niece. She was beating time softly with her gloved hands and singing the song of the locomotive: "'With a michnai ghignai shtingal! Yah! Yah! Yah! Ein zwei drei Mutter! Yah! Yah! Yah!
As the Germans say, "Alle gute dingen sind drei." Several such experiences and the occasional capture of small droves of British cattle were all the incidents worth mentioning. It was in this comparatively quiet manner that the third year of our campaign came to a termination. The War was still raging and our lot was hard, but we did not murmur.
The servants stared after the carriage until it turned the corner; when just then a post-horn was heard playing the agreeable melody of "Drei Reuter," and a travelling-carriage with two large black trunks drove up to the door. The servants turned pale, looking shyly toward the stairs. Slowly and with great dignity Count St.
WEITER...WEITER, once...SCHON! The chords, quick!" The pupil did not open her mouth until they began the second movement of the Clementi sonata, when she remonstrated in low tones about the way he had marked the fingering of a passage. "It makes no matter what you think," replied her teacher coldly. "There is only one right way. The thumb there. EIN, ZWEI, DREI, VIER," etc.
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