Description:CHAPTER I: A VISITOROn a delightful evening in May, Chorbaji Marko, bareheaded and in dressing gown and shppers, was sitting at supper with his family in the courtyard. As usual,, the table was laid at the foot of the vines ; on one side flowed the? clear, cold brooklet, which sang night and day like a swallow as it rippled past; on the other, the; high, hedge of clustering ivy made an evergreen cover for the wall all the year round. A lantern shone down from an overhanging branch of lilac, which spread its odorous blossoms over the heads of the assembled family. The family was a large one. Round Marko, his old mother and his buxom wife, were crowded a complete circle of children, great and small, all armed with knives and forks, and ready for a terrible onslaught on their victuals ; they fully personified the Turkish, saying : *' Saman doushmanlari " (foes to their fodder), i From time to time their father cast an approving glance at the execution done by the teeth of these indefatigable workers, and encouraged them with a smile and a merry " Set to, young 'uns. Fill up the jug again, Pena." And the maid would go to the well, where the great wine jar was cooling, and fill the earthenware jug ; while Marko, handing it to the children, would say, " Drink, you young rascals ! " and so the jar would go round the table. Eyes brightened, cheeks sparkled, and lips parted in a smile of satisfaction, and Marko would turn to his wife, and seeing a look of disapproval on her face, would say, " Let them drink in my presence. I won't stint them of wine—for I don't want them to become drunkards when they grow up."Marko was a thoroughly practical man. His education had been but slight—he was of the old regime —but thanks to his natural common sense, he understood human nature well, and knew that people always hanker most after what is forbidden. For the same reason he always entrusted his children with the key of his money-chest, so as to prevent any inchnation to theft. " Gocho," he would say, " go and open the cypress-wood chest and bring me the money-bag "; or else, as he went out, " My boy, just count out twenty liras in gold, and give them to me when I come in."We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Under the Yoke: A Romance of Bulgarian Liberty. With an Introduction by Edmund Gosse. To get started finding Under the Yoke: A Romance of Bulgarian Liberty. With an Introduction by Edmund Gosse, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.
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Under the Yoke: A Romance of Bulgarian Liberty. With an Introduction by Edmund Gosse
Description: CHAPTER I: A VISITOROn a delightful evening in May, Chorbaji Marko, bareheaded and in dressing gown and shppers, was sitting at supper with his family in the courtyard. As usual,, the table was laid at the foot of the vines ; on one side flowed the? clear, cold brooklet, which sang night and day like a swallow as it rippled past; on the other, the; high, hedge of clustering ivy made an evergreen cover for the wall all the year round. A lantern shone down from an overhanging branch of lilac, which spread its odorous blossoms over the heads of the assembled family. The family was a large one. Round Marko, his old mother and his buxom wife, were crowded a complete circle of children, great and small, all armed with knives and forks, and ready for a terrible onslaught on their victuals ; they fully personified the Turkish, saying : *' Saman doushmanlari " (foes to their fodder), i From time to time their father cast an approving glance at the execution done by the teeth of these indefatigable workers, and encouraged them with a smile and a merry " Set to, young 'uns. Fill up the jug again, Pena." And the maid would go to the well, where the great wine jar was cooling, and fill the earthenware jug ; while Marko, handing it to the children, would say, " Drink, you young rascals ! " and so the jar would go round the table. Eyes brightened, cheeks sparkled, and lips parted in a smile of satisfaction, and Marko would turn to his wife, and seeing a look of disapproval on her face, would say, " Let them drink in my presence. I won't stint them of wine—for I don't want them to become drunkards when they grow up."Marko was a thoroughly practical man. His education had been but slight—he was of the old regime —but thanks to his natural common sense, he understood human nature well, and knew that people always hanker most after what is forbidden. For the same reason he always entrusted his children with the key of his money-chest, so as to prevent any inchnation to theft. " Gocho," he would say, " go and open the cypress-wood chest and bring me the money-bag "; or else, as he went out, " My boy, just count out twenty liras in gold, and give them to me when I come in."We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Under the Yoke: A Romance of Bulgarian Liberty. With an Introduction by Edmund Gosse. To get started finding Under the Yoke: A Romance of Bulgarian Liberty. With an Introduction by Edmund Gosse, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.