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The family name of one was Ivanoff, but he was always known to the Otriad as Goga, a pet diminutive of George. He was perhaps the youngest person whom I have ever known. He must have been eighteen years of age; he looked about eleven, with a round red face and wide-open eyes that expressed eternal astonishment. Like Mr.
Or if one selected the boy Goga it would be simply to state that war was an immensely jolly business, in which one stood the chance of winning the Georgian medal and thus triumphing over one's schoolfellows, in which people were certainly killed but "it couldn't happen to oneself"; meals were plentiful, there were horses to ride, one was spoken to pleasantly by captains and even generals.
He shouted a great deal and was in a furious passion every five minutes. I also just at this time found the boy Goga tiresome; the boy had not been taught by his parents the duty that children owe to their elders and I am inclined to believe that this duty is almost universally untaught in Russia.
The boy Goga stared across the yard at me, his round red cheeks pale, mouth open, and his eyes confused and unbelieving. He seemed then to jump across the intervening space. Then he screamed at us: "We're retreating.... We're retreating!" he shrieked in the high trembling voice peculiar to agitated Russians. "We have only half an hour and the Austrians are almost here now!"
What could we understand of war when we might, if we pleased, return home at any moment? Why, it was simply a picnic to us.... No, they saw in it no drama whatever. Nevertheless how are we to be assured that these others, Anna Petrovna, Sister K , Goga, the Doctors had not their own secret view?
"Do you really want me?" she would ask, looking up, laughing, in his face. "Of course I do." "Well, you should have told me last night. This morning I go with Anna Petrovna to the cholera. All is arranged." "I'm afraid you must change your plans." "I'm afraid not." "Goga may go...." "No, I wish to go." And she went. He had certainly never before in his life been thus defied.
To Goga a General was as nothing, he would contradict our old white-haired General T , when he came to dine with us, would patronise the Colonel and assure the General's aide-de-camp that he knew better. He would advance his father as a perpetual and faithful witness to the truth of his statements.
I saw at once that something was wrong. The horses were being driven furiously although there was now no need, as I thought, for haste. I could just see Semyonov in the half light and he shouted something to me. I caught one of the wagons as it passed and nearly crushed Goga. We were making so much noise that I had to shout to him. "Well?" I cried.
Departing from thence I came to the island of Goga , not above a mile from the continent, which pays yearly a tribute of 1000 pieces of gold to the king of Deccan, about the same value with the seraphins of Babylon. These coins are impressed on one side with the image of the devil , and on the other side are some unknown characters.
From the island of Goga I went to the city of Dechan , of which the king or sultan is a Mahometan, and to whom the before mentioned captain of the Mamelukes at Goga is tributary. The city is beautiful, and stands in a fertile country which abounds in all things necessary for man. The king of this country is reckoned a Mameluke, and has 35,000 horse and foot in his service.
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