Talon tiger. History lives extraordinary hunters from East Asia (end)
Life 2007/12/11 08:00(Okonchanie. Start room for 30, January 31, February 1)
Raigardas to small residential buildings in the interior of the forest, Ora myself inside my luggage and potyanuvshis, svisavshuyu lit oil lamps in the ceiling. Then she gave the pelvis cold water from copper jug showed the direction in which lies outside the toilet, said: "Come into the house when the horn zatrubit for lunch" - and disappeared into the darkness before I was able to enjoy the gift of speech. No lamp carry it did not have.
Trembling from the strain and fatigue, I dropped jackets and jumped on his bed camping. In stuchalo temple. Roared water was almost neperenosim, but I was not able to reflect this long enough, because razdalsya sound of the mountain and its zametalos echo throughout the valley. He sounded so povelitelno that I dared not stay longer. In haste, I inadvertently extinguished the light and darkness kromeshnoy remained in the middle of the forest, without any understanding of the direction in which to go.
I stopped and listen, hoping to hear the sounds that will help orient and clearly heard movement behind himself. When I went, it became clear that someone had me. I shouted: "Who is here?". No one responded. Silly, but I ran. There is something heavy fell on my shoulders, and I felt at the neck bend hot breath. I am pridavilo to land. I baby screaming.
- Bayan! Here! Here! - I heard the voice Ory. The door opened, and highlighted strip light. Huge Danish upon agreement was standing around me, prinyuhivayas. He did vote in the direction, and I followed behind him as quickly as possible, humiliated thought that my cry to be heard.
When I reached the entrance, Ora stood immediately behind them. I hardly knew her. When I saw her in Seoul, it does not even understand that it was so beautiful. Yarko-golubaya skirt with a thin belt stressed her waistline, and embroidered in a farm-style updating its breast fullness. White shirts ottenyala korichny her tan skin. First hidden under wrap, rolling her chestnut hair falling on the shoulders of elegantly. Silver bracelets on her wrists Down zvyaknuli when it iron head dogs.
specially-Bayan went to show you the way, "she said softly. Then, pointing to a large dog, just outside underlying threshold, she added:
- And is your, my father's favorite dog. From there, he hunts for tigers. If you will say: "Couch! Kusch! ", Passing through it, it is not your turn.
- Kush! Kusch! - I repeated subservient, crossed through your body and entered the "Novinu" is a place of my dreams…
I have been medieval hall. Gun barrel huge pine in the high glass ceiling, supporting him. Two long tables waffles in the form of letters "T" were folding plate with food.
Ora brought me to the top of the table, where her parents were sitting, and presented me as tigrovogo claw hold, which is so zaintrigoval her when she was in Seoul. Her father George Jankowski I have already described. Her mother was a suitable pair him: a strong body, aristocratic features of the person, incisive view of deep gray eyes. I felt that she reads my thoughts and appreciates me, but her attention was rather pleased than caused outrage.
Mississippi Yankovskaya presented their sons and nephews. The most of the young sons called Yuri. It is strikingly reminiscent of his father, right, unlike the last person was defiant expression. His Cousin Victor was much older and reminded his type of Tarzana. Just one look was prischurennyh his eyes that I realized that he was outraged by my presence. Later, I learned that he considered himself zhenonenavistnikom. In these two, I learned my voznits easily, but none of them never shown that we have already met. Second son Arseny was rising above other city dweller and looked. He had dark hair, sad eyes and gray different from other manners. Senior, Valeria, was probably about 30. He was also well temnovolos and complex, as are all in the family; think his brown eyes were impermeable.
Ora usadila me at the table between the two girls, who do not speak English. She invited me to take what I want, and I followed her advice. I was very golodna and tried all meals, which can reach up to: smoked herring, cheese house, the little cakes with meat and caviar. Then there were big dish Borsch, who passed on the terms, the huge game pieces with soap and accordingly the number of vegetables, and I realized that too nalegla on snacks, without waiting for this lunch.
Table ustavlen was host of diverse silver appliances. Because many subjects were engraved, or colored enamel lined initials, I thought that everyone here has been serving its own object of silver: glass, spoon or dish… Skaterti was not on the table, but its surface shone. The walls were lined from the bottom of the stone, and finished top panels of larch. They hang out in a number of diverse hunting trophies: skin, head of animals, as well as weapons. Between them, hanging corner and sanginoy drawn portraits of family members in the full growth-all good performance because similarity to the originals was unquestionable. Looking at a person sitting with me at a table of people, I think that each of them worthy of the brush painter.
When the meal ended with a long, Mrs. Yankovskaya risen. The rest followed suit, with the sounds of moving benches. Ora hit on the piano keys, zaigrala incendiary melody, and people began to dance freely and easily: who alone who pairs. A certain young man with a small mustache and vandeykovskoy bearded think Oru with stool and zakruzhil in dance, and it took place at another tool girl who immediately replaced the spirit zaigrav something sentimental.
Then all moved into the living room. This room is a no less astonishing spectacle. The wall opposite the entrance, massive cliff with vydolblennymi its great fireplace and the stairs on both sides of it. Two girls in rasshityh skirt, which filed during lunch at a table in Mount dishes in the hands of these ascended the stairs, carefully placed rows of pots in strange forms servantah, subtly embedded in the natural cavity rocks, and light descended steps down.
Above servantov windows were quite unusual: Sättra smooth stones from the sea shore, they were closed and no glass oblong metal wheels with rims. The flames in a fireplace raised at 5-6 feet, vividly presenting room. There was no chimney. Above the fireplace, a magnificent deer head, and below-crossed pair of short swords. The high ceiling with heavy beams of a multi-Cheren was smoke. On both sides of the hearth posted chairs with high backs and the chairs of all types of tree trunks and stumps. There where no Fuhayhil spark from the hearth, a wooden floor.
Along the wall opposite the fireplace stood with many huge sofa cushions. He was so great that it can accommodate a dozen good holiday. At its core missions c Yankovskaya sat with Mount klubkov multicolored wool in Podol and punishment dealt big piece of heavy cloth, which was something with passion vyshivali sitting around four girls. Watching for the team, I felt that it was Mrs. Yankovskaya soul of the house. From time to time, gathered the fireplace men turned towards sofa, as if anticipating that some women will offer them fun. And in my head emerged from the line "Memories of the Arab Nights" Tennisona13:
A goodly place, a goodly time,
For it was in the golden prime
Of good Haroun al Raschid.
I thought that this place could very well be Baghdad, revuschaya outside of the Tigris river, and George Jankowski Al-Rashid.
Mississippi Yankovskaya caught me and made me sign inviting. I villages in the sofa, it felt warm and realized it was Chinese-CAD platform to sleep c runs inside pipes. Rejoicing comfort, I pridvinulas to the wall and to the underlying prislonilas there voluminous roller. And suddenly this roller jumped out and pushed me on the back so that my head was on a par with the fall and oskalennoy angry amber eyes. This was a young leopard. Mississippi Yankovskaya immediately shlepnula muzzle on his pillow. Yankovskiy-starshy one leap has been near me.
- Is there blood? he asked carefully. - If there is, then I will have to shoot him, as I have shot our lynx.
And he looked in the direction of his guns. Meanwhile, the leopard prokralsya under the seat and the fireplace ulegsya there. In his emerald eyes glow metalis flame. The group picked the fireplace: the episode clearly made some recovery. But George only once looked, and the laughter stopped.
- Ne-e-et, I answered his question, knowing that I mertvenno bledna.
"This is our favorite home-dealing to me, said Ora exhilarating.
For the first day I had too much distress. Wishing all good night, I went to his house…
* * *
The next day, I woke at dawn by the noise of water. Deciding to explore environs in the light of day, I came out and was soon on the edge of a deep valley. Bottom klokotal stormy potok14. I went on the trail, whimsically izvivavsheysya among boulders at the edge of the abyss towards Yankovskih home, and soon saw ahead barely perceptible in the fog thin strips hanging bridge. One type of dizziness caused. I turned back on the bridge and immediately uperlas glance at the waterfall, the sound of which had me from the first seconds of "host" Novine. Zarozhdayas in the midst of forests on the slopes high ridge, it fell from a high you left off dancing jet…
For a while I was standing, bedeviled the beauty of nature. Of Trans me sound of the human voice withdrawn. He sounded so abruptly that I almost fell down. To its surprise, I saw Victor.
- Go and bring butter.
These words he repeated twice, pointing to a small saraychik hanging on the opposite end of the bridge. I am convinced to this day that he zagipnotiziroval me, because without any hesitation went there, which he indicated. Raigardas up to the bridge, I saw that it is made of two connected terminals broad ostrugannyh boards suspended hinges cable to the handrails. The latter were also from cable Meinert strained between the supports. As soon as I entered the bridge, it is frighteningly zakachalsya. Deciding not sit up, I popolzla forward, grabs the edge of boards on both sides. My head dizziness.
In Glacier, I found oil and not having a way to carry it, had his jacket over gates. On the way back across the bridge, I stood up in full growth and moved him to holding handrails. Victor did not wait for my return. When I came to the dining room, he sat at the table already sequestered breakfast. I proudly showed him their production, but it does not even looked at it, and soon left the room. There was also a strange kind of a middle-aged woman in glasses. Her hair was smoothly zachesany ago, as the old ladies classroom. In broken English as she had the froyleyn Schmidt. I realized it came from Mukdena and trained members of the family German…
Ora joined already dressed, but rather, unclothed, for day affairs. It was knitted Swimsuit brown, the color of which differed little from the color of its skin. On-green head scarves, the legs-Japanese tabi15, behind-water flasks on the straps and a first-aid kit for belt-brown sue'de jackets and short stick. For breakfast, she invited me to go with her to walk in the forest, and I am delighted to accept.
We have reached a broad courtyard. He gave a great deal of class masters. Here lay waiting tanning animal hides and meat carcasses destined for laying deposited in Glacier, Korean Awareness, hooks, shovels in large quantities…. Some stood clay jugs to store a favorite food of Koreans kimchi (kvashenyh vegetables with a strong smell), so much that they could hide a child. Gore was based on the new rice crop, ready for threshing. Besides, Rice worked as contained in the will of the movement.
In the courtyard shouting entered Mabou - Teamsters, which followed a caravan of young Korean Poni, laden with cargo charcoal. Some animals hromali. Ora became a reproach Korean jockeys in besserdechnom respect to animals, but it seems that those are not even aware that she spoke to them in their own language because they were very puzzled guise of a foreign woman, which was not skirts.
Yankovskiy-otets out into the courtyard. It was only 8 o'clock in the morning, and he had already returned from the village Ompho, which came out before dawn. He handed over some news sons and Ore. Then his wife came out. Spouses sat together in a car and left for Chhondzhin-in until the next morning.
Yuri YANKOVSKY with their trophies. Today, the hero of this would be an immediate snapshot of the court. But such a century ago, it was the norm. Photo: From the collection of the museum will find them a unified state. VK Arsenyev
Valery, Jura and others gathered hunt, and Ora asked that they have a great black Shepherd Dog named Basil, now bring two viability, which it has just bought. When hunters with Basile fled sight, prismatrivavshy for dogs Korean boy Tonga led into the yard a couple belo-chernyh viability. But the fight was unable to avoid. Basile and suddenly rushed back to the intruder. Cane did not help, and then sat on top Ora koposhascheysya and rychaschey masses and the beginning of the queue jaw starve dogs. They have become strangled and soon dispersed by hand. Tonga took Basile. Fighting ended, but Ory backs in the same location was broken suit and bite marks of bruises. Until I smazyvala wound, Ora told me that inch jaw is the best way to stop the dog svaru and that now I understand why she did not want to, I brought their dogs.
After the incident, I naturally assumed that our walk in the mountains has been canceled, but that was not Ora. She Terrier ball and went to the gate. Soon we were in the forest. Dogs with excitement gonyalis for hares.
By noon I have plenty tired of the continuous recovery, but Ora was tireless. We have reached a plateau with a few chahlymi pines and dense understorey. Suddenly Ora vstrevozhenno stopped and began to look back. Terrier angrily zalayali and disappeared into the bushes. There rose up to, and my Rösner suddenly skomandovala: "Lezte top!" Meow-and quickly at the tree. I followed suit. Sitting on top, Ora vytyagivala long neck, trying seen something in the thicket nearby. Then lay down palms and issued a boat sound, similar to bird cry. He raznessya Valley, and almost immediately, as a distant echo, saying retaliatory cry. When we descended from the tree, I asked, that it was.
Wild-pig.
- O!
- Have you not seen her black grass in the back? It was very close. That is why we climbed up a tree. Then her dog slaughter in the valley where my baby brothers.
Ora past through the bushes and found a place where lying pig. Grass here has been heavily vytoptana, center-oval small pit. Ora embarked on the knees, studied it, and then informed me the size, weight and sex of wild pigs, while explaining why she had come precisely to such conclusions. It turned out that this was the Boar.
Of the valley heard sound of shots.
- you did not see the boar alive, but you can see he was dead. My brothers never promahivayutsya. We withdraw from the skin, gall bladder sold Koreans who use it as medicine for expectant mothers, and we are with you to get tusks. This is a reward zagonschika.
And I did not understand that we were zagonschikami.
Hard breathing returned our dogs. It seems a long chase their bounty has fatigued, and they were pleased when we turned for home. Out of the valley covered with straw houses raised the blue plume of smoke, shot a rhythmic slyshalas valkov: delete a farmer in the river bed linen. Dark and white spots on the backs of our viability became the only visible pointers en route. Following behind them, we went to a small monastery from the waterfall. Blagovony jasmine smell, There Buddhist music: "We tabul s (Slaven Buddha Amitabha!)" - And light zvyakanie dulcimer. Ora made me sign not to make noise.
We looked at the top of the river and ceremony, which razvorachivalas at her bank when the light flares. Supervised by Bitter monastery in a white dress with wide sleeves and red dressing through the shoulder. Black hair without a hat box sat neatly on his head vybritoy smoothly. His wrist obvivali dark colors clear. Before him stood pilgrims who received cleansing prior pilgrimage to the foot of Mount-sacred Pektusan Belogolovoy Mountains, located on the border of Korea and Manchuria. Ora quietly said that for many years tried to see this ceremony, but Bitter never gave permission to foreigners to attend. It was pure coincidence that we have come here on the same day and at a time. At this point razdalsya Lai village dogs, we answered them, and we were off immediately.
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Raigardas to small residential buildings in the interior of the forest, Ora myself inside my luggage and potyanuvshis, svisavshuyu lit oil lamps in the ceiling. Then she gave the pelvis cold water from copper jug showed the direction in which lies outside the toilet, said: "Come into the house when the horn zatrubit for lunch" - and disappeared into the darkness before I was able to enjoy the gift of speech. No lamp carry it did not have.
Trembling from the strain and fatigue, I dropped jackets and jumped on his bed camping. In stuchalo temple. Roared water was almost neperenosim, but I was not able to reflect this long enough, because razdalsya sound of the mountain and its zametalos echo throughout the valley. He sounded so povelitelno that I dared not stay longer. In haste, I inadvertently extinguished the light and darkness kromeshnoy remained in the middle of the forest, without any understanding of the direction in which to go.
I stopped and listen, hoping to hear the sounds that will help orient and clearly heard movement behind himself. When I went, it became clear that someone had me. I shouted: "Who is here?". No one responded. Silly, but I ran. There is something heavy fell on my shoulders, and I felt at the neck bend hot breath. I am pridavilo to land. I baby screaming.
- Bayan! Here! Here! - I heard the voice Ory. The door opened, and highlighted strip light. Huge Danish upon agreement was standing around me, prinyuhivayas. He did vote in the direction, and I followed behind him as quickly as possible, humiliated thought that my cry to be heard.
When I reached the entrance, Ora stood immediately behind them. I hardly knew her. When I saw her in Seoul, it does not even understand that it was so beautiful. Yarko-golubaya skirt with a thin belt stressed her waistline, and embroidered in a farm-style updating its breast fullness. White shirts ottenyala korichny her tan skin. First hidden under wrap, rolling her chestnut hair falling on the shoulders of elegantly. Silver bracelets on her wrists Down zvyaknuli when it iron head dogs.
specially-Bayan went to show you the way, "she said softly. Then, pointing to a large dog, just outside underlying threshold, she added:
- And is your, my father's favorite dog. From there, he hunts for tigers. If you will say: "Couch! Kusch! ", Passing through it, it is not your turn.
- Kush! Kusch! - I repeated subservient, crossed through your body and entered the "Novinu" is a place of my dreams…
I have been medieval hall. Gun barrel huge pine in the high glass ceiling, supporting him. Two long tables waffles in the form of letters "T" were folding plate with food.
Ora brought me to the top of the table, where her parents were sitting, and presented me as tigrovogo claw hold, which is so zaintrigoval her when she was in Seoul. Her father George Jankowski I have already described. Her mother was a suitable pair him: a strong body, aristocratic features of the person, incisive view of deep gray eyes. I felt that she reads my thoughts and appreciates me, but her attention was rather pleased than caused outrage.
Mississippi Yankovskaya presented their sons and nephews. The most of the young sons called Yuri. It is strikingly reminiscent of his father, right, unlike the last person was defiant expression. His Cousin Victor was much older and reminded his type of Tarzana. Just one look was prischurennyh his eyes that I realized that he was outraged by my presence. Later, I learned that he considered himself zhenonenavistnikom. In these two, I learned my voznits easily, but none of them never shown that we have already met. Second son Arseny was rising above other city dweller and looked. He had dark hair, sad eyes and gray different from other manners. Senior, Valeria, was probably about 30. He was also well temnovolos and complex, as are all in the family; think his brown eyes were impermeable.
Yu M. YANKOVSKY sons with Valerie (left) and Arseniy with familinym flag. Korea, 1930 - e-tures. Photo: From the collection of the museum will find them a unified state. VK Arsenyev
Yu M. YANKOVSKY sons with Valerie (left) and Arseniy with familinym flag. Korea, 1930 - e-tures. Photo: From the collection of the museum will find them a unified state. VK Arsenyev
Ora usadila me at the table between the two girls, who do not speak English. She invited me to take what I want, and I followed her advice. I was very golodna and tried all meals, which can reach up to: smoked herring, cheese house, the little cakes with meat and caviar. Then there were big dish Borsch, who passed on the terms, the huge game pieces with soap and accordingly the number of vegetables, and I realized that too nalegla on snacks, without waiting for this lunch.
Table ustavlen was host of diverse silver appliances. Because many subjects were engraved, or colored enamel lined initials, I thought that everyone here has been serving its own object of silver: glass, spoon or dish… Skaterti was not on the table, but its surface shone. The walls were lined from the bottom of the stone, and finished top panels of larch. They hang out in a number of diverse hunting trophies: skin, head of animals, as well as weapons. Between them, hanging corner and sanginoy drawn portraits of family members in the full growth-all good performance because similarity to the originals was unquestionable. Looking at a person sitting with me at a table of people, I think that each of them worthy of the brush painter.
When the meal ended with a long, Mrs. Yankovskaya risen. The rest followed suit, with the sounds of moving benches. Ora hit on the piano keys, zaigrala incendiary melody, and people began to dance freely and easily: who alone who pairs. A certain young man with a small mustache and vandeykovskoy bearded think Oru with stool and zakruzhil in dance, and it took place at another tool girl who immediately replaced the spirit zaigrav something sentimental.
Then all moved into the living room. This room is a no less astonishing spectacle. The wall opposite the entrance, massive cliff with vydolblennymi its great fireplace and the stairs on both sides of it. Two girls in rasshityh skirt, which filed during lunch at a table in Mount dishes in the hands of these ascended the stairs, carefully placed rows of pots in strange forms servantah, subtly embedded in the natural cavity rocks, and light descended steps down.
Above servantov windows were quite unusual: Sättra smooth stones from the sea shore, they were closed and no glass oblong metal wheels with rims. The flames in a fireplace raised at 5-6 feet, vividly presenting room. There was no chimney. Above the fireplace, a magnificent deer head, and below-crossed pair of short swords. The high ceiling with heavy beams of a multi-Cheren was smoke. On both sides of the hearth posted chairs with high backs and the chairs of all types of tree trunks and stumps. There where no Fuhayhil spark from the hearth, a wooden floor.
Along the wall opposite the fireplace stood with many huge sofa cushions. He was so great that it can accommodate a dozen good holiday. At its core missions c Yankovskaya sat with Mount klubkov multicolored wool in Podol and punishment dealt big piece of heavy cloth, which was something with passion vyshivali sitting around four girls. Watching for the team, I felt that it was Mrs. Yankovskaya soul of the house. From time to time, gathered the fireplace men turned towards sofa, as if anticipating that some women will offer them fun. And in my head emerged from the line "Memories of the Arab Nights" Tennisona13:
A goodly place, a goodly time,
For it was in the golden prime
Of good Haroun al Raschid.
I thought that this place could very well be Baghdad, revuschaya outside of the Tigris river, and George Jankowski Al-Rashid.
Mississippi Yankovskaya caught me and made me sign inviting. I villages in the sofa, it felt warm and realized it was Chinese-CAD platform to sleep c runs inside pipes. Rejoicing comfort, I pridvinulas to the wall and to the underlying prislonilas there voluminous roller. And suddenly this roller jumped out and pushed me on the back so that my head was on a par with the fall and oskalennoy angry amber eyes. This was a young leopard. Mississippi Yankovskaya immediately shlepnula muzzle on his pillow. Yankovskiy-starshy one leap has been near me.
- Is there blood? he asked carefully. - If there is, then I will have to shoot him, as I have shot our lynx.
And he looked in the direction of his guns. Meanwhile, the leopard prokralsya under the seat and the fireplace ulegsya there. In his emerald eyes glow metalis flame. The group picked the fireplace: the episode clearly made some recovery. But George only once looked, and the laughter stopped.
- Ne-e-et, I answered his question, knowing that I mertvenno bledna.
"This is our favorite home-dealing to me, said Ora exhilarating.
For the first day I had too much distress. Wishing all good night, I went to his house…
* * *
The next day, I woke at dawn by the noise of water. Deciding to explore environs in the light of day, I came out and was soon on the edge of a deep valley. Bottom klokotal stormy potok14. I went on the trail, whimsically izvivavsheysya among boulders at the edge of the abyss towards Yankovskih home, and soon saw ahead barely perceptible in the fog thin strips hanging bridge. One type of dizziness caused. I turned back on the bridge and immediately uperlas glance at the waterfall, the sound of which had me from the first seconds of "host" Novine. Zarozhdayas in the midst of forests on the slopes high ridge, it fell from a high you left off dancing jet…
For a while I was standing, bedeviled the beauty of nature. Of Trans me sound of the human voice withdrawn. He sounded so abruptly that I almost fell down. To its surprise, I saw Victor.
- Go and bring butter.
These words he repeated twice, pointing to a small saraychik hanging on the opposite end of the bridge. I am convinced to this day that he zagipnotiziroval me, because without any hesitation went there, which he indicated. Raigardas up to the bridge, I saw that it is made of two connected terminals broad ostrugannyh boards suspended hinges cable to the handrails. The latter were also from cable Meinert strained between the supports. As soon as I entered the bridge, it is frighteningly zakachalsya. Deciding not sit up, I popolzla forward, grabs the edge of boards on both sides. My head dizziness.
In Glacier, I found oil and not having a way to carry it, had his jacket over gates. On the way back across the bridge, I stood up in full growth and moved him to holding handrails. Victor did not wait for my return. When I came to the dining room, he sat at the table already sequestered breakfast. I proudly showed him their production, but it does not even looked at it, and soon left the room. There was also a strange kind of a middle-aged woman in glasses. Her hair was smoothly zachesany ago, as the old ladies classroom. In broken English as she had the froyleyn Schmidt. I realized it came from Mukdena and trained members of the family German…
Ora joined already dressed, but rather, unclothed, for day affairs. It was knitted Swimsuit brown, the color of which differed little from the color of its skin. On-green head scarves, the legs-Japanese tabi15, behind-water flasks on the straps and a first-aid kit for belt-brown sue'de jackets and short stick. For breakfast, she invited me to go with her to walk in the forest, and I am delighted to accept.
We have reached a broad courtyard. He gave a great deal of class masters. Here lay waiting tanning animal hides and meat carcasses destined for laying deposited in Glacier, Korean Awareness, hooks, shovels in large quantities…. Some stood clay jugs to store a favorite food of Koreans kimchi (kvashenyh vegetables with a strong smell), so much that they could hide a child. Gore was based on the new rice crop, ready for threshing. Besides, Rice worked as contained in the will of the movement.
In the courtyard shouting entered Mabou - Teamsters, which followed a caravan of young Korean Poni, laden with cargo charcoal. Some animals hromali. Ora became a reproach Korean jockeys in besserdechnom respect to animals, but it seems that those are not even aware that she spoke to them in their own language because they were very puzzled guise of a foreign woman, which was not skirts.
Yankovskiy-otets out into the courtyard. It was only 8 o'clock in the morning, and he had already returned from the village Ompho, which came out before dawn. He handed over some news sons and Ore. Then his wife came out. Spouses sat together in a car and left for Chhondzhin-in until the next morning.
Yuri YANKOVSKY with their trophies. Today, the hero of this would be an immediate snapshot of the court. But such a century ago, it was the norm. Photo: From the collection of the museum will find them a unified state. VK Arsenyev
Yuri YANKOVSKY with their trophies. Today, the hero of this would be an immediate snapshot of the court. But such a century ago, it was the norm. Photo: From the collection of the museum will find them a unified state. VK Arsenyev
Valery, Jura and others gathered hunt, and Ora asked that they have a great black Shepherd Dog named Basil, now bring two viability, which it has just bought. When hunters with Basile fled sight, prismatrivavshy for dogs Korean boy Tonga led into the yard a couple belo-chernyh viability. But the fight was unable to avoid. Basile and suddenly rushed back to the intruder. Cane did not help, and then sat on top Ora koposhascheysya and rychaschey masses and the beginning of the queue jaw starve dogs. They have become strangled and soon dispersed by hand. Tonga took Basile. Fighting ended, but Ory backs in the same location was broken suit and bite marks of bruises. Until I smazyvala wound, Ora told me that inch jaw is the best way to stop the dog svaru and that now I understand why she did not want to, I brought their dogs.
After the incident, I naturally assumed that our walk in the mountains has been canceled, but that was not Ora. She Terrier ball and went to the gate. Soon we were in the forest. Dogs with excitement gonyalis for hares.
By noon I have plenty tired of the continuous recovery, but Ora was tireless. We have reached a plateau with a few chahlymi pines and dense understorey. Suddenly Ora vstrevozhenno stopped and began to look back. Terrier angrily zalayali and disappeared into the bushes. There rose up to, and my Rösner suddenly skomandovala: "Lezte top!" Meow-and quickly at the tree. I followed suit. Sitting on top, Ora vytyagivala long neck, trying seen something in the thicket nearby. Then lay down palms and issued a boat sound, similar to bird cry. He raznessya Valley, and almost immediately, as a distant echo, saying retaliatory cry. When we descended from the tree, I asked, that it was.
Wild-pig.
- O!
- Have you not seen her black grass in the back? It was very close. That is why we climbed up a tree. Then her dog slaughter in the valley where my baby brothers.
Ora past through the bushes and found a place where lying pig. Grass here has been heavily vytoptana, center-oval small pit. Ora embarked on the knees, studied it, and then informed me the size, weight and sex of wild pigs, while explaining why she had come precisely to such conclusions. It turned out that this was the Boar.
Of the valley heard sound of shots.
- you did not see the boar alive, but you can see he was dead. My brothers never promahivayutsya. We withdraw from the skin, gall bladder sold Koreans who use it as medicine for expectant mothers, and we are with you to get tusks. This is a reward zagonschika.
And I did not understand that we were zagonschikami.
Hard breathing returned our dogs. It seems a long chase their bounty has fatigued, and they were pleased when we turned for home. Out of the valley covered with straw houses raised the blue plume of smoke, shot a rhythmic slyshalas valkov: delete a farmer in the river bed linen. Dark and white spots on the backs of our viability became the only visible pointers en route. Following behind them, we went to a small monastery from the waterfall. Blagovony jasmine smell, There Buddhist music: "We tabul s (Slaven Buddha Amitabha!)" - And light zvyakanie dulcimer. Ora made me sign not to make noise.
We looked at the top of the river and ceremony, which razvorachivalas at her bank when the light flares. Supervised by Bitter monastery in a white dress with wide sleeves and red dressing through the shoulder. Black hair without a hat box sat neatly on his head vybritoy smoothly. His wrist obvivali dark colors clear. Before him stood pilgrims who received cleansing prior pilgrimage to the foot of Mount-sacred Pektusan Belogolovoy Mountains, located on the border of Korea and Manchuria. Ora quietly said that for many years tried to see this ceremony, but Bitter never gave permission to foreigners to attend. It was pure coincidence that we have come here on the same day and at a time. At this point razdalsya Lai village dogs, we answered them, and we were off immediately.
On the way to the river, I lost in the dark and go barefoot Oru following the chasing Terrier. Ora waited for me on the opposite shore. She moved elsewhere in the river, going from stone to stone.
- you ought to care more about themselves, "she zasmeyalas, stroked my wet clothes. I remember on the morning brawl dogs and thought that with the same success could say those words very Ore.
After a while we went to the suspension bridge, the place of my morning adventure. And the evening handed me my trophy excellent kabany canine. According to the hunter, he was a great rarity.
So ended the second day of my stay in "Novine"…
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From an interpreter. Mary Taylor remained "Novine" over a month and left her with the first snow. Bid farewell to the owners, it gave Yury Mikhailovich Talon tiger. History now it is not a mystery to it.
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13 Tennyson Alfred (Tennyson, Alfred) (1809-1892). Lord. English poet, playwright.
14 River Ompho.
15 Tabi (Jpn), textile polyester socks on the underside of the thick, especially convenient for sports.
- you ought to care more about themselves, "she zasmeyalas, stroked my wet clothes. I remember on the morning brawl dogs and thought that with the same success could say those words very Ore.
After a while we went to the suspension bridge, the place of my morning adventure. And the evening handed me my trophy excellent kabany canine. According to the hunter, he was a great rarity.
So ended the second day of my stay in "Novine"…
* * *
From an interpreter. Mary Taylor remained "Novine" over a month and left her with the first snow. Bid farewell to the owners, it gave Yury Mikhailovich Talon tiger. History now it is not a mystery to it.
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13 Tennyson Alfred (Tennyson, Alfred) (1809-1892). Lord. English poet, playwright.
14 River Ompho.
15 Tabi (Jpn), textile polyester socks on the underside of the thick, especially convenient for sports.
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