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One of the younger men asked diffidently, beneath his breath: "Mate Ossip, what are we going to do?" "What do you say?" Ossip queried absent-mindedly. "I say, what are we going to do? Just to sit here?" To this Boev responded, with loud, nasal derision in his tone: "Yes, my lad, for the Lord has seen fit to prevent you from participating in His most holy festival."
Also, I, as the rearmost of the party, found it pleasant to note how the wary little Ossip of the silvery head went looping over the ice with the deftness of a hare, and practically no raising of the feet, while behind him there trailed, in wild-goose fashion, and as though tied to a single invisible string, six dark and undulating figures the shadows of which kept making themselves visible on the ice, from those figures' feet to points indefinitely remote.
Goodness alone knows! No, I do not know anything about him." To which, after a pause, he added: "Once a fellow named Mikhailo, a clever fellow who is now dead, insulted Ossip by saying to him: 'Do you call yourself a man?
Readily did the men bare their tousled grey or flaxen heads as momentarily the sun glanced through a bank of thin white vapour before again concealing himself, as though averse to arousing any false hopes. "Now!" sharply commanded Ossip in his new-found voice. "And may God go with us!
Whereupon the old soldier shouted: "Hi, you! Have you forgotten the day?" "What a rude, rough, primitive lot we Russians are!" commented Ossip, seating himself atop of the icebreaker, and screwing up his eyes to measure its fall. "To speak plainly, we Russians are sheer barbarians.
At the same moment, there came from the bank behind us a startled cry of: "Where are you off to, you fools?" "Never mind," said Ossip to ourselves. "Come along with you, and don't stand staring." "You blockheads!" the voice repeated. "You had far better return." "No, no! come on!" was Ossip's counter-command.
And simultaneously, as though compassionating our lot, a large floe grounded upon the bank, glided upwards with a cracking and a crashing, and there held fast! "Run, all of you!" came a furious shout from Ossip. "Hurry up, now! Put your very best legs foremost!"
"The scene is laid in England in the early days of the Restoration. Charles II., Nell Gwynne, Pepys, and Milton are among the characters." Buffalo Express. "None of her books tells a more interesting story." St. Louis Star. R. F. FENNO & COMPANY, New York Small 12mo, 75 cents. From the German of Ossip Schubin.
Then, screwing up his bright eyes with a humorous air, and twisting his curly beard between his fingers, Ossip gave a complacent click of his tongue, and continued measuredly, and with deliberation: "So he seized hold of the tench, and thrust it back into the cave. Elesia-ah!"
"A man's duty consists in being good," I remarked on one occasion. "Yes, of course," assented Ossip, though the next moment he veiled his eyes with a smile, and added in an undertone: "But what do you understand by the term 'good'? In my opinion, unless virtue be to their advantage, folk spit upon that 'goodness, that 'honourableness, of yours.
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