Through Russia

第31章

AsIretiredtomynookandlaydown,Ireflectedthatwhatthebigpeasanthadsaidwasappositeenough-thattheyoungfellow’sfacedidinverytruthresembleanoldandshabbywoollenmitten。

PresentlyIdreamtthatIwaspaintingabelfry,andthat,asI

didso,huge,goggle-eyedjackdawskeptflyingaroundthebelfry’sgables,andflappingatmewiththeirwingsandhinderingmywork:until,asIsoughttobeatthemoff,Imissedmyfooting,felltoearth,andawoketofindmybreathchokingamidadull,sick,painfulfeelingoflassitudeandweakness,andakaleidoscopicmistquaveringbeforemyeyestillitrenderedmedizzy。Frommyhead,behindthecar,athinstreamofbloodwastrickling。

Risingwithsomedifficultytomyfeet,Isteppedafttoapump,washedmyheadunderajetofcoldwater,bounditwithmyhandkerchief,and,returning,inspectedmyresting-placeinastateofbewildermentastowhatcouldhavecausedtheaccidenttohappen。

OnthedecknearthespotwhereIhadbeenasleep,therewasstandingstackedapileofsmalllogspreparedforthecook’sgalley;while,intheprecisespotwheremyheadhadrestedtherewasreposingabirchfaggotofwhichthewithy-tiehadcomeunfastened。AsIraisedthefallenfaggotIperceivedittobecleanandcomposedofsilkyloppingsofbirch-barkwhichrustledasIfingeredthem;and,consequently,Ireflectedthattheceaselessvibrationofthesteamermusthavecausedthefaggottobecomejerkedontomyhead。

Reassuredbythisplausibleexplanationoftheunfortunate,butabsurd,occurrenceofwhichIhavespoken,Inextreturnedtothestern,wheretherewerenooppressiveodourstobeencountered,andwhenceagoodviewwasobtainable。

Thehourwastheturnofthenight,thehourofmaximumtensionbeforedawn,thehourwhenalltheworldseemsplungedinaprofundityofslumberwhencetherecanbenoawakening,andwhenthecompletenessofthesilenceattunesthesoultospecialsensibility,andwhenthestarsseemtobehangingstrangelyclosetoearth,andthemorningstar,inparticular,tobeshiningasbrightlyasaminiaturesun。Yetalreadyhadtheheavensbeguntogrowcoldlygrey,tolosetheirnocturnalsoftnessandwarmth,whiletheraysofthestarsweredroopinglikepetals,andthemoon,hithertogolden,hadturnedpaleandbecomedustedoverwithsilver,andmovedfurtherfromtheearthasintangiblythewateroftheriverslougheditsthick,viscousgleam,andswiftlyemittedandwithdrew,stray,pearlyreflectionsofthechangesoccurringintheheavenlytints。

Intheeasttherewasrising,andhangingsuspendedovertheblackspearsofthepineforest,athinpinkmistthesensuoushueofwhichwasglowingeverbrighter,andassumingadensityevergreater,andstandingforthmoreboldlyandclearly,evenasawhisperoftimidprayermergesintoasongofexultantthankfulness。Anothermoment,andthespikedtopsofthepinesblazedintopointsofredfireresemblingfestivalcandlesinasanctuary。

Next,anunseenhandthrewoverthewater,drewalongitssurface,atransparentandmany-colourednetofsilk。Thiswasthemorningbreeze,heraldofdawn,aswithacoatingoftissue-like,silveryscalesitrippledtheriveruntiltheeyegrewwearyoftryingtofollowtheplayofgoldandmother-of-pearlandpurpleandbluish-greenreflectedfromthesun-renovatedh

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