A Rich Russian Brother
"The house on the right," says Ivan, ith sorae pride, "belongs to my bröther, who is the richest man in the viilage. He has five grown-up sons, and therefore a large amount of land, four good horses and six cows; he lives well. " "Does he drink?" we inquire. 'Of course he does," says Ivan, "hard on holidays: but he is a good ■ivorker, and, with five sons, can spare two or three to work in town. Th ree of his are laborera, and most of their wages come home. As for the land, jny brother and his two sons and their wives ean easily eultivate it. Ah, barin! it's a. g-reat thing for us moujiks to have grown-up sons!" Ivan's remarks were true enough. The large family in a Russian village is a co-operative concern, aad pays well. "Is your rich brother at work torlay'.'" we asked. Ivan made a tipsily comical g-esture of horror, he spat upon the ground with ugnecessary vehemence and then crossed himself. "The barin is pleased to joke," he said. "It is a holiday. My brother and his sons are not sinners. They do not work on a holiday. They are all at the kabak, as they should be!" "Drunk?" I ventured. "Drunk, barin; certainly!" said Ivan. "Why, what would you have."
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