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Sometimes some country gentleman of the neighbourhood, the owner of a dozen serfs, passes in a vehicle which is a kind of compromise between a carriage and a cart, surrounded by sacks of flour, and whipping up his bay mare with her colt trotting by her side. SOMETIMES SOME COUNTRY GENTLEMAN OF THE NEIGHBOURHOOD THE OWNER OF A DOZEN SERFS PASSES IN A VEHICLE WHICH IS A KIND OF COMPROMISE BETWEEN A CARRIAGE AND A CART SURROUNDED BY SACKS OF FLOUR AND WHIPPING UP HIS BAY MARE WITH HER COLT TROTTING BY HER SIDE
happened to pass through the town and glanced at its little mud houses with their incredibly gloomy aspect, the pen refuses to express what you felt. You suffered a terrible uneasiness as if you had just lost all your money at play, or had committed some terrible blunder in company. The plaster covering the houses, soaked by the rain, had fallen away in many places from their walls, which from white had become streaked and spotted, whilst old reeds served to thatch them. Following a custom very common in the towns of South Russia, the chief of police has long since had all the trees in the gardens cut down to improve the view. One never meets anything in the town, unless it is a cock crossing the road, full of dust and soft as a pillow. At the slightest rain this dust is turned into mud, and then all the streets are filled with pigs. Displaying to all their grave faces, they utter such grunts that travellers only think of pressing their horses to get away from them as soon as possible. EARISOME THERE WHEN YOU HAPPENED TO PASS THROUGH THE TOWN AND GLANCED AT ITS LITTLE MUD HOUSES WITH THEIR INCREDIBLY GLOOMY ASPECT THE PEN REFUSES TO EXPRESS WHAT YOU FELT YOU SUFFERED A TERRIBLE UNEASINESS AS IF YOU HAD JUST LOST ALL YOUR MONEY AT PLAY OR HAD COMMITTED SOME TERRIBLE BLUNDER IN COMPANY THE PLASTER COVERING THE HOUSES SOAKED BY RAIN HAD FALLEN AWAY IN MANY PLACES FROM THEIR WALLS WHICH FROM WHITE HAD BECOME STREAKED AND SPOTTED WHILST OLD REEDS SERVED TO THATCH THEM FOLLOWING A CUSTOM VERY COMMON IN THE TOWNS OF SOUTH RUSSIA THE CHIEF OF POLICE HAS LONG SINCE HAD ALL THE TREES IN THE GARDENS CUT DOWN TO IMPROVE THE VIEW ONE NEVER MEETS ANYTHING IN THE TOWN UNLESS IT IS A COCK CROSSING A ROAD FULL OF DUST AND SOFT AS A PILLOW AT THE SLIGHTEST RAIN THIS DUST IS TURNED INTO MUD AND THEN ALL THE STREETS ARE FILLED WITH PIGS DISPLAYING TO ALL THEIR GRAVE FACES THEY UTTER SUCH GRUNTS THAT TRAVELLERS ONLY THINK OF PRESSING THEIR HORSES TO GET AWAY FROM THEM AS SOON AS POSSIBLE
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