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Updated: July 5, 2025
However, I have hurried quite a bit, therefore please do not be angry at me." "Do you bring me my breakfast?" the lady asked astonished. She arose and took the heavy crock out the hand of the boy. "It must be very heavy for you." "It was not," said Ondrejko, more at ease, as he fastened his beautiful eyes on the lady's face.
"Palko Lesina. The other boy is Petrik Filina, and the third one is Ondrejko de Gemer." "What is his name?" asked the lady, startled. "De Gemer. The sheepfolds belong to his father. The doctor sent Ondrejko to Bacha Filina because he was weak. Here he thrives well. From the time that he has lived as we live and not like a gentleman, he has been getting well and strong.
In her hand she held a long letter ready for the mail, and she cried. Oh, how bitterly she cried! She was cheered up when he ran to her and began to hug and kiss her; she returned his kisses but did not stop crying. "Why do you cry so much, my mother?" he said sadly. "What is it about?" "About myself, my loved one, because I am very bad." Ondrejko would not admit that.
Never will Ondrejko de Gemer forget that moment, but I think that none of the others present there will ever be able to forget it either. When in the huts everything quieted down not even the dogs barked that night Bacha, as his custom was, walked all around to see if there was any danger anywhere, before he betook himself to rest. He walked also around the wooden hut and suddenly stopped.
It is good that Ondrejko is already God's lamb. He will even help his mother to find the Lord Jesus Christ. Yes, we will do that part. But, Uncle Filina, when will you tell me that you have received Him? that you are His?" The question from the boy, put with so much loving concern, brought the tears into the man's eyes. "I do not know myself, what to tell you, my boy. It is all so strange to me.
Verily I am yours, and surely you will keep me now," begged Ondrejko with tears. He stroked the beautiful face and forehead of the lady. "Yes, you are mine." She jumped up. "I will not give you up any more to anyone, anyone in the world. But no, come, my son, we have to go to Bacha Filina. He will take care of it, that no one can take you away from me."
Ondrejko had in his room a real bed, and a spare one prepared for the doctor when he came to see him; but, because he was rather lonesome, he preferred to sleep with Petrik on the hay, and because Fido couldn't follow them to the loft up the ladder, he at least guarded the ladder so nothing would happen to the boys. Bacha Filina was a large man like a giant.
Suddenly Petrik became silent; he drew his comrade aside and pointed with a silent nod of the head toward a cut-down tree lying in the woods. There sat Bacha Filina with his head resting in the palms of his hands as if something were pressing him down to the black ground. "Let us go up to the Bacha," advised Petrik; "he seems to be sad." "Truly very sad," worried Ondrejko.
Thus Bacha Filina found him not far away, all in tears, and when he took him into his strong arms like a little lamb, the boy threw both arms around his neck and told him everything. "Bacha, I have surely said something bad, though I really don't know what, and she became very sad about it," cried Ondrejko. "Do not cry," the man comforted him. "You said only what the Lord God put in your mouth.
He took counsel with Aunty and sent Stephen to the cottage to bring whatever was necessary for the lady, especially sheets, covers, etc. Thus Ondrejko sat beside his mother in the evening when Joe roasted the lamb over the fire, and Petrik helped Aunty to cook soup in the pot. Bacha told them about the life at the sheepcotes, and many interesting things from his experiences with the flocks.
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