. American boys in the Arctics; a trip to the far north by a new path. all there was toknow, or perhaps it was simply intended that they should not know. 176 ON TO BALAKLAVA! 177 They were only catching glimpses of a great reality in Russia, muchas they had caught glimpses of those other realities, St. Petersburg andMoscow, and in time the car crossed the narrow isthmus, entered thepeninsular of Crimea and stood in the station of Sebastopol. Here, to their surprise, they discovered that the officer who hadaccompanied them could speak very fair English. The old reprobate! Scott muttered. He did
. American boys in the Arctics; a trip to the far north by a new path. all there was toknow, or perhaps it was simply intended that they should not know. 176 ON TO BALAKLAVA! 177 They were only catching glimpses of a great reality in Russia, muchas they had caught glimpses of those other realities, St. Petersburg andMoscow, and in time the car crossed the narrow isthmus, entered thepeninsular of Crimea and stood in the station of Sebastopol. Here, to their surprise, they discovered that the officer who hadaccompanied them could speak very fair English. The old reprobate! Scott muttered. He didnt mean that weshould bother him with questions. Thats whats the matter. And upon my word, I think he was rather bright, Roy replied,thinking how he would have plied the poor official, and kept him talking. Wonder if we said much that was out of order? Scott queried. Presume so, Roy replied. We generally do under such circum-stances. But he has himself to blame if he didnt like to hear us callhim Rushy. The officer had explained to them that there was a large house. THE RUSSIAN CHILDREN S SONG. belonging to the estates in Sebastopol, and a large farm and country-house some two miles back upon the hills toward Balaklava, and hadleft them to wait while he made inquiries to learn where the supposedCaptain Downing could be found. Toward Balaklava! said Scott. Thats where the Snowbirdwas to wait for us. 178 OX TO BALAKLAVA! Whatever have we heard at home about Balaklava? Roy asked,scratching his head, in the sailors inevitable gesture of thought. He was still thinking when Scott suddenly struck a tragic attitude,and throwing out one hand exclaimed : Forward, the light brigade!Charge for the guns! he said. Thats Balaklava, Roy. Hope we shall get a good peep at it.
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