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Updated: July 5, 2025
In front of the sheepcotes everything was ready for a big bonfire. Bacha Filina called all his helpers and told them they would have a celebration such as none of them had seen before. Through the woods in the direction of the cottage wandered Petrik, Ondrejko, and between them, Palko. Ahead of them, chasing one another, ran Dunaj and Fido. They also rejoiced to see each other.
It would be good for him to wash in cold water, but he is afraid to get wet. You must not worry about him being a Lord Gemer because it is a question of his health." "Oh, that!" said the Bacha, wrinkling his forehead, "I am able to handle such a little brat" and he was. The first few days Ondrejko did not dare resist this big man in anything, and now he would not even dream of it.
He suffered many heart-aches for the want of a father or mother. Many nights he cried about it when no one heard him. Very few realize how much pain a little child may suffer from sorrow and hopelessness from lack of love. Before Ondrejko came to Filina he often used to wonder what would become of him, since he had nobody, although both of his parents were living.
"What did you say, boy?" asked the doctor. Ondrejko began to explain that Lesina had a cottage at the very foot of the "Old Hag's Rock," where the path led to town, and that at the present it was empty. "Do you think, Palko," asked the doctor, "that your father would agree to lend us the cabin, if it would suit us?" "Why would he not agree?" said the boy with shining eyes.
When he has sold his farm there, he will at once return to his birthplace to leave it no more." Bacha's eyes were full of tears when he gave the message, but added, "Is not that very joyful news?" Who can describe the joy that prevailed after that? Ondrejko hugged his mother and grandfather and nestled next to Bacha Filina. "We shall all stay at home, at home with Bacha Filina.
"Are you already here, my children?" asked the nurse; "and what have you brought?" "Bread and salt, as you have asked. The whey is in the crock. The milk we brought for you, because you are not sick," explained Petrik. Ondrejko added, "It may be that your lady will not want to drink the whey today, and that you will make coffee instead, for yourself."
I am not fleeing any more the Lord Jesus was merciful, He received me.... Now I can die!" Thus whispered the lady, crying softly, returning her father's kisses. "Indeed not! Who would die now?" the doctor interrupted at this tender moment. "You haven't even shown Ondrejko to your father, and the poor boy can hardly wait any longer." It was as if a new life had been poured into her. "My Ondrejko!"
In the morning he drank the good milk and ate the black bread with cheese. Then the boys took him as far as the "Old Hag's Rock." On the way Ondrejko asked about his father. He learned that he now lived in Paris and did not purpose to come that year for the summer.
She sat on his bed, told him many good things, petted, and kissed him till he fell asleep. In the morning again, he woke her up early. He jumped from his bed, threw his arms around her neck and timidly kissed her beautiful lips. What beautiful moments these were! Ondrejko was allowed to accompany his mother even when Bacha Filina took her to show her all three sheepfolds.
The first time Bacha found the two boys sleeping together on the hay he frowned and they were afraid of what was going to happen but nothing at all happened; he only ordered Ondrejko to spread his sheet on the hay and cover himself with a blanket; so they both covered themselves and slept very well in the fragrant hay. It was on a Sunday afternoon.
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