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Updated: June 28, 2025
He fancied he was harrowing on the hill with the two chestnuts who were whisking their tails under his nose; the sparrows were twittering, Stasiek gazing into the river; by the bridge his wife was beating the linen, he could hear the resounding smacks, while the squire's brother-in-law was wildly galloping up and down the valley.
Stasiek is easily upset. Let a woman but sing in the fields and he'll begin to shake all over. The matter ended there. Jendrek tried to busy himself about the cottage, but he felt stifled indoors. He roamed about in the ravines, stood on the hill and watched the Germans, or forced his way through brambles.
'Forgive me, sir, he said, 'I know you are a good man.... God reward you, he kissed his hand; 'but my Stasiek died through your fault all the same: you bewitched him. 'Man! cried the schoolmaster, 'are we not Christians like you? Do we not put away Satan and his deeds as you do? 'But how was it he got drowned? 'How do I know? He may have slipped.
But Stasiek was silent. He was silent when they drove to the church, silent when the priest sprinkled holy water on him, silent when they took him to his grave and his father helped the gravedigger to lower him, and when they threw clods of earth upon him and left him alone for the first time. Even Maciek burst into tears.
He bit off a mouthful, but could not swallow it and burst into tears. 'Good gracious, Stasiek, what's the matter? Are you frightened? 'No. 'Then why are you so queer? 'It hurts me here, he said, pointing to his chest. Slimak, who was depressed himself, thinking of his harvest, drew him to his knee, saying: 'Don't worry! God may destroy our crop, but we won't starve all the same.
You'd be a queer fish even among gentlefolk, but what will it be like for you among the peasants?" In the evening Slimak carried Stasiek on to the bed in the alcove; his mother laid two copper coins on his eyes and lit the candle in front of the Madonna.
Is this your land, gospodarz? the grey-haired man asked very politely. 'Of course it's mine, who else should it belong to? Stasiek came running up from the field at that moment and looked at the strangers with a mixture of distrust and admiration. 'And is that your field? the bearded one repeated. 'Stop, Fritz! Is it your field, gospodarz? the old man corrected him.
'Just you come away from there, or the lightning will strike you! Out into the passage, Burek! She looked for a piece of wood, and the dog crept out with his tail between his legs. Stasiek was left again to his restlessness, alone in a roomful of people. Even his mother was now struck by his miserable face and gave him a piece of bread to comfort him.
She went up to the boy and, taking his hand, said in a trembling voice: 'Never mind, Stasiek, don't roll your eyes like that, never mind! Come to your senses, I won't scold you. Magda, fetch some water. 'He has had more than enough water, murmured Slimak. The woman started back. 'What's the matter with him? Why is he so wet? 'I have taken him out of the pool by the river. 'That little pool?
They don't say what they want, but they are walking on me. 'Go to sleep, child; there are no Germans here. Stasiek pressed closer to him and began to chatter again: 'Isn't it true, daddy, that the water can see? 'What should it see? 'Everything everything the sky, the hills; it sees us when we follow the harrows. 'Go to sleep. Don't talk nonsense.
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