katooshavitch

Updated: May 22, 2025

Then Alexis Alexovitch came to me and gathered me up in his arms and carried me thus across the meadow he is so tall and strong and whispered that he loved me, and that to-morrow he would shield me from the world. He carried me thus to the house in his arms among the grass and flowers; and there was my father, Ivan Ivanovitch, and my mother, Katoosha Katooshavitch.

Stephen Leacock - Nonsense Novels

How it must have suffered. I placed it in my bosom. All night it lay beside my pillow. Another Day. My heart is yearning for love! How is it that I can love no one? I have tried and I cannot. My father Ivan Ivanovitch he is so big and so kind, and yet I cannot love him; and my mother, Katoosha Katooshavitch, she is just as big, and yet I cannot love her.

Stephen Leacock - Nonsense Novels