The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1921-10-02

leaning on her elbow, glancing
around with her Iustreless eyes,
and shaking her head. cried out:
Look! Look! Cakes are walking
around In caps. !. :. They are
bowling. Bowling. -.
How do you do, little cakes in
shoes--how do you do?"
Grandma! Grandma muttered
Tanka, looking fixedly at one point.
"The rye Is waving. Flour Is COM
ing out together with the water at
uncle Titus mill"
CHEWS FAT IN RAG.
The peasant sat in silence for
long time. His wife climbed into
the cart and started to chew some
thing quickly.
What are you chewing?" asked
the peasant.
They kept fat in this rag-I
found 1t. You want it?"
Don't! You'll only irritate It still
more. They say that when
you're hungry it's good to 60 to
sleep" He rose. climbed into the
cart and lay down. - s,
About an hour went by. Suddenly
the peasant heard vanya's firm
voice: -.r. -.
Father! Mother, Grandma,
Tanka! Get up quick! The mes.
sengers Of the Indian Car have
GOMEZ
The peasant got out Of the cart
quickly. None Of them was sleeping
now. They were wide-awake, cheer
full and full Of hope. all looking into
the distance. From the end of the
sky q light was shining upon them,
and In that light they clearly saw
two figures. The peasant rubbed his
eyes. He recognized his country
man. the peasant, Uncle Prokhor,
and his cousin. the factory worker,
Dmitry.
Uncle Prokher! Dmitry! How
have you become the Indian Cars
messensers7 I thought you were
Bolshevilxi."
I'VE have come to help your
both said at once" There Is no
Indian Car at all. You are run
ming away from your ignorance,
because you don't know how to fight
It sensibly."
Then the peasant heard q loud
blowing Of a horn and relief rushed
upon him. The peasant seized a loaf
OF bread and broke 1t open. He
looked and saw that it was cake
stuffed with mushrooms. He wanted
to give q piece to Vanya, but vanya
already had q jam roll. He looked
at the old woman, but she had al
ready received Cruel and peas. And
his wife got two pals. one filled
with milk and the other with Jelly.
ONLY A DREAM.
Isn't this all q dream7" thought
the peasant. Then he asked:
Here I am looking ut you, kind
people, seem to know you and yet
don't know you. Who are your"
Meanwhile they were continuing
to give him more and more drill
pillow. q winnow machine. q thresh-
ing machine. and other tools.
'There!" exclaimed the peasant.
Il had nothing and suddenly have
% much! But what am I going to
do with It and how Will I manage
all this?"
A soon n he asked himself this
question everything disappeared.
How L. that7" he said aloud. and
woke up.
The sun was slowly rising ever
the hungry desert. The peasant rot
out Of the cart. A. he stood up his
head commenced to reel He could
hardly stand.
what . dreami Eh, II this vurs
only. Eth. wifsi What's thssY
Good 0odl IL she dead7 Grandma
Grandmother She. tool Tanhai
Vankar' -,
The boy raised his head ana ssaa,
what n Il, fatherf"
They are not moving He shssk
the old woman. Tanlra and his
wtfs. what n to become Of NJ
nowf How Il this7 They couldnS
last TIL the morning1 How 10 thasf''
He looked around, without notio-
ing anything.
Kind peopisl How 10 thatf Ana
the horse. and the old woman! Kind
peoplel II they only had q bite of
bread yesterdays tiny piece Of
breadr'
RAVES IN DELRIUM.
And suddenly It seemed to him
that he was surrounded by every
body he knew. but they were not
the same. They had angry. hog.
like faces.
Perhaps they ara no hogs at all.
but brothers-humau beings! Eb.
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