Sharp County record., 1880-09-23
THE BOY ENIGRANT IN RUSSIA.
4 True story.

a True story.
Many years ago, when Peter the
Great was Gar OF Russia, and when
the improvements that he was making
all over the country gave foreign work.
/ men a fine chance of earning high
wages, a number OF emigrants landed
| one cold winter morning at one Of the
| Russian ports on the Gulf Of Finland,
to see if they could find work, as so
many others had done.
A curious mixture they were-men,
women and children from every coun-
/ try on either side of the Baltic. Tall,
tresh-colored Swedes, in gray frocks
and thick blue stockings; stout, light
haired Germans, and ruddy, blue-eyed
Danes; big-boned Pomeranians, with
low foreheads and shaggy brown
boards; and short, squat Firms, whose
round puffy faces and thick yellow hair
gave them the look of overlooked ap-
ple-dumplings.
But their first taste Of Russia was
not at all pleasant one. At the port
where they had landed it was the rule
that all emigrants who came ashore
should be kept in one place till the
Cars agents came to examine them;
and the place where they were kept
was an old warehouse, very bare and
diSmat-lOOking, with nothing in it but
a few old sails and some heaps of
straw. Here they remained for two
days, while the snow fell and the wind
roared outside, their food being
brought them by the soldiers of the
port The men smoked their pipes
and played cards, the women knitted
stockings or mended the clothes of
their husbands and children, while the
little people played hide-and-seek in
and out of the dark corners, and made
the gloomy old place quite merry with
their shouts and laughter.
But there was one boy "a bright-eyed
little fellow with brown curly hair) who
took no part in the fun, but sat in
corner by himself, chalking curious fig
ures on the wall, which he seemed to
copy from the book in his other hand.
ANY one who had lOoled closely at these
figures would have seen that they were
letters-Russian letters and that some
times he would write a whole word at
nce, and then put the meaning oppo-
site it in German. In fact, he was
teaching himself the language OF this
new country that he had got into, and
seemed to be pretty well on with it, for
every now and then he would leave off
writing, and read a page of his book
without meeting single word that he
could not master.
Look at Karl Osterman yOnder,
shaving away at that book of hisn' said
one of the men. Much good that'll
do him! As if one could saw a plank or
hammer a rivet any better for knowing
that crack jaw lingor'
"He's going to teach the Russians
their own language-that's what he's
atr' grinned another. "a regular pro-
fessor, amt he? far too clever for poor
fellows like usn'
Gay, he'll be a great man one of
these days" chimed in a third, with a
hoarse laugh, " and then perhaps he'll
be kind enough to give US a job"
Little Karps eyes sparkled, and he
set his lips firmly, as if making up his
mind that he aCouLd be a great man yet,
somehow or other; but he said nothing,
and went quietly on with his work.
Suddenly the door flew open, and in
came a Russian soldier in q shabby
green uniform trimmed with faded gold
lace. He was very tall and powerful
man, with a dark, weather-beaten face
framed in close-cropped hair, and great
black eyes that seemed to pierce right
through any one whom they looked at.
g say, my good fellows" cried he,
"here's an order from the Gar, which
I'm to paste up in this room; and |
want to have it in German and Swedish
as well as Russian, that every one who
comes in may be able TO read it. Per-
haps one of you would kindly lend me
helping hand with the job, for I'm
not very glib with foreign languages
myself"
The men glanced meaningly at each
other, and the two who had been MAX
ing fun of Osterman looked rather
sheepish, as if thinking that they had
better have been learning Russian
themselves instead of laughing at him.
I'm do it for you, Mr.. Soldier"
said little Osterman, stepping boldly
forward, "if there aren't any very biz
words in it. I've only got as far as
three-syllable words in Russian yet,
you know"
The soldier stared at him for mo-
ment, and then began to laugh.
"Well, my boy, l don't think you'll
find many big words on this paper; it's
pretty plain sailing so far as it goes.
See if you can read it..
Karl took the paper and read it off
easily enough.
"Well done, my fine fellOwp' cried
the Russian; you're a smart lad for
your age, can see that. Now try if
you can put it into German"
- To wUTK Went our hero, with q look
as solemn as any professor on his little
round face. Once or twice he stopped
as if at loss for word; but he got
through at last, and having finished the
German, began upon the Swedish.
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