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 ��I see before me a lane running between two rows of

straggling cottages — I cannot remember the name of the lane ; I do not know whether it has anv name at all ; But I remember it was broad and unpaven and

shaded with wide-branching chestnuts — And enters the market-place Just a few houses after my Grandfather's — Kartushkiya-Beroza !

��I can see it even now

Mv Grandfather's house —

On the lane, to the right, as you come from the mar- ket-place ;

A big, hospitable frame building —

Big like my Grandfather's own heart,

And hospitable like Grandmother's smile —

I can see it even now.

With the white-pillared porch in the centre and the sharp-gabled roof

Pierced with little windows ;

And the great quadrangular garden behind it ;

And the tall fence surrounding the garden ;

And the old well in the corner of the garden;

With the bucket-lift

Rising over the fence —

Kartushkiva-Beroza !

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