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Updated: June 14, 2025
And have you forgotten gigantic Private Stransky, born to the red, with the hedgerows of the world his home?
"I came to see if you would let me kiss your hand again," said Stransky, squinting through his brows wistfully. "Would that do you any good?" Minna asked. "A lot a big lot!" said Stransky. "But if it is easier for you, why, you can give me another blow in the face. I deserve it. It would show that you weren't quite indifferent; that you took some interest in me."
It was about this time also when Seidler made desperate attempts to induce the Slav leaders to participate in a special commission for the revision of the Austrian Constitution. Dr. Stransky, speaking in the name of the Czechs, openly refused the proposal, declaring that the Czech problem could not be solved by Austria, but only by the Peace Conference, that is after the victory of the Entente.
He waved a finger at her and grinned and drew his eyes together in a squint at the bridge of his nose, making a funny face that brought a laugh. "Your child?" Stransky asked Minna. "Yes." "Where's her father? Away fighting?" "I don't know where he is!" "Oh!" he mused. "Was that blow for him at the same time as for me?" he pursued thoughtfully. "Yes, for all of your kind."
"One ought to be enough to kill me if you're going to do it to slow music," said Stransky. "You might as well kill me as the poor fools that your poor fools are trying to " Another breath finished the speech; a breath released from a ball that seemed to have come straight from hell.
"I suppose it means war," said Tom Fragini with a soberness that was in keeping with the grave faces of his fellows. Stransky sitting at one side by himself smiled. "Well, you'd think it was a funeral!" grandfather exclaimed in disgust. "There will be lots of funerals!" said Tom. "I s'pose there will be; but if you get that in your mind how can you fight?" grandfather demanded.
Meanwhile, between them this banked-up force at the charge's end and the Brown redoubt with its automatics, the Gray gunners were making a zone of shell bursts in order to give the soldiers time to make their hold of the ground they had gained secure. Through this zone Stransky and his men were to lead the Browns in a counter-attack.
"Stransky of the Reds!" he roared back. "Stransky, private of the 53d Stransky and his bride and grandfather!" "All right, Bert!" was the answer. "Hurrah for you! I'd know your old bull voice out of a thousand." Even this did not arouse grandfather.
That's what the Hussars would have done." "If you don't mind telling it in public, Stransky, I should like to know your origin," said Lanstron, prepared to be as considerate of an anarchist's private feelings as of anybody's. Stransky squinted his eyes down the bony bridge of his nose and grinned sardonically. "That won't take long," he answered.
Some of those awake were too weary to give more than a nod and smile and an exclamation of delight. They had witnessed too much horror that day to be excited over a soldier with an old man on his back. A few of the others, including Tom Fragini, gathered around the pair. "We've arrived, grandfather!" said Stransky, squatting. There was no answer. "He certainly sleeps sound. I wonder if ."
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