The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1929-11-26

"Take it. present, because kind to mel"
Kondratyevs voice trembed too:
"Why for?"
"You took along, you had pity me-"
Thanks Mishka, but put it back in pocket"
begged him hard his shone affectonatey
that Kondayev could not refuse him. lie TOOK the Big peasant e
with hole bored through its handle hung it by its thong from his
finger and fro smiled and put his head out of the window
gazed out the purple evening eppe with his
kind smiling
Misbka slept through night peacefully he
his mother Yasha the opano muks and peasant
heated the bath for him. she to
bed said softly
"Are you asleep little yourself after
journey. See put a clean shirt for :"
Mshka beat his body with bundle Of
and he came out of the bath unognizable grovn-up
by the table, and began tell about Cmade
Kondratyev
and what about our serohka?" asked seoshka mother
"Where did you leave him."
Mshka answered quietly:
hold got him into the hospital and he
died there"
began blame Mihka, but
the Lopatino muks said:
"Mchaia isn't to blame. Any :"
just the how things
Kondyev himself sroed into the zba and shouted
"Wake up!" .
his dz Kondratyev standing
him, and heard his cheerful, encouraging voice:
"Nu, Mshka you see?
it,"
couple Of minutes we'll be in Tashkent"
with would jump out of
before his At first he could make
nothing only blur rushing past the engine Them the
its white Clay walls,
"Oh, my dear Tashkent"
unfamiliar high wheels past the gardens
with ribbons twisted their tails and bells in their
On the horses the strangest riding their heads
gardens nothing could through it.
And then some mu1 ks came riding by on little ponies
struck them the neck with sticks and the ponies shook
their long They BRIDES and their tails just like
calves tails
The engine halted for a few moments
Mshk thrust his head out of the window stared at the merchants
all sorts of apples in baskets and on little wooden trays and
"Ah they thought Mishka licking dry hungry
"Nu Nichaia happy now?"
hin--all this abundance
Kondratyev treasured him:
worry, Michaila, you'll be al right
"Are there any Russians here?"
al kinds you get city, you'll
Do you know where relatives live?"
Mishka ashamed, Redeemed, and turned
you to
"Only very
questioning troubled
"Im lying, can't l ann"
they city,
his last Kondatyv bowed low him. bnked
from which the tears had suddenly begun flow and said earnestly
There's nothing thank for Mshka Don't bow hope things
will go well with you"
"wil you ehereag again."
l. 81 always make this trip
Nu good-by then maybe we won't see each other again.
Mhka jumped down from the his his
Then started out gazing about him at the buildings hot the
sunlight and the tall dustcovered He mingled tiny drop in
the stream of humanity, with the crowd
He put his hand in his pocket-and there his kne
"Now how did that get here?" p.
At first Mihka puzzled wanted back the engine;
then he thought happily:
"a like that wouldn't take anything from anybody"
All the station lay mujks and peasant naked half
naked. burnt by the Tashken sick dying
shka caught sight of them from distance paused
and thought:
"Do they for bread oo?"
And he
Timdy he turned green with tall then
halt.
He threw back his head, gazed manybranched then
ne inspected backbearded muk riding along the little
Suddenly frightened;
toward him all? had hands 1T had
beard but in front where its face should have been black
curtain Misha jumped aside let this apparitn then he
frowned closed his lips firmly took his
that led into the hot, dusty city
For long time the black of his head its old
and the white of the stockings his shoulder could
be the Then muddy
canal with duscovd banks again. turned and
was lost to view.
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