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en is a place to be happy in； and not one where you want to meet a dozen curious eyes at every turn； I should not like to have more than these two； or rather one and a halfthe assistant having stork…like proclivities and going home in the autumn to his native Russia； returning in the spring with the first warm winds。 I want to keep him over the winter； as there is much to be done even then； and I sounded him on the point the other day。 He is the most abject…looking of human beingslame； and afflicted with a hideous eye…disease； but he is a good worker and plods along unwearyingly from sunrise to dusk。
〃Pray； my good stork；〃 said I； or German words to that effect； 〃why don't you stay here altogether； instead of going home and rioting away all you have earned？〃
〃I would stay；〃 he answered；〃 but I have my wife there in Russia。〃
〃Your wife！〃 I exclaimed； stupidly surprised that the poor deformed creature should have found a mateas though there were not a superfluity of mates in the world〃I didn't know you were married？〃
〃Yes； and I have two little children； and I don't know what they would do if I were not to come home。 But it is a very expensive journey to Russia； and costs me every time seven marks。〃
〃Seven marks！〃
〃Yes； it is a great sum。〃
I wondered whether I should be able to get to Russia for seven marks； supposing I were to be seized with an unnatural craving to go there。
All the labourers who work here from March to December are Russians and Poles； or a mixture of both。 We send a man over who can speak their language； to fetch as many as he can early in the year； and they arrive with their bundles； men and women and babies； and as soon as they have got here and had their fares paid； they disappear in the night if they get the chance； sometimes fifty of them at a time； to go and work singly or in couples for the peasants； who pay them a pfenning or two more a day than we do； and let them eat with the family。 From us they get a mark and a half to two marks a day； and as many potatoes as they can eat。 The women get less； not because they work less； but because they are women and must not be encouraged。 The overseer lives with them； and has a loaded revolver in his pocket and a savage dog at his heels。 For the first week or two after their arrival； the foresters and other permanent officials keep guard at night over the houses they are put into。 I suppose they find it sleepy work； for certain it is that spring after spring the same thing happens； fifty of them getting away in spite of all our precautions； and we are left with our mouths open and much out of pocket。 This spring； by some mistake； they arrived without their bundles； which had gone astray on the road； and； as they travel in their best clothes； they refused utterly to work until their luggage came。 Nearly a week was lost waiting； to the despair of all in authority。
Nor will any persuasions induce them to do anything on Saints' days； and there surely never was a church so full of them as the Russian Church。 In the spring； when every hour is of vital importance； the work is constantly being interrupted by them； and the workers lie sleeping in the sun the whole day； agreeably conscious that they are pleasing themselves and the Church at one and the same time a state of perfection as rare as it is desirable。 Reason unaided by Faith is of course exasperated at this waste of precious time； and I confess that during the first mild days after the long winter frost when it is possible to begin to work the ground； I have sympathised with the gloom of the Man of Wrath； confronted in one week by two or three empty days on which no man will labour； and have listened in silence to his remarks about distant Russian saints。
I suppose it was my own superfluous amount of civilisation that made me pity these people when first I came to live among them。 They herd together like animals and do the work of animals； but in spite of the armed overseer； the dirt and the rags； the meals of potatoes washed down by weak vinegar and water； I am beginning to believe that they would strongly object to soap； I am sure they would not wear new clothes； and I hear them coming home from their work at dusk singing。 They are like little children or animals in their utter inability to grasp the idea of a future； and after all； if you work all day in God's sunshine； when evening comes you are pleasantly tired and ready for rest and not much inclined to find fault with your lot。 I have not yet persuaded myself； however； that the women are happy。 They have to work as hard as the men and get less for it； they have to produce offspring； quite regardless of times and seasons and the general fitness of things ； they have to do this as expeditiously as possible； so that they may not unduly interrupt the work in hand； nobody helps them； notices them； or cares about them； least of all the husband。 It is quite a usual thing to see them working in the fields in the morning； and working again in the afternoon； having in the interval produced a baby。 The baby is left to an old woman whose duty it is to look after babies collectively。 When I expressed my horror at the poor creatures working immediately afterwards as though nothing had happened； the Man of Wrath informed me that they did not suffer because they had never worn corsets； nor had their mothers and grandmothers。 We were riding together at the time； and had just passed a batch of workers； and my husband was speaking to the overseer； when a woman arrived alone； and taking up a spade； began to dig。 She grinned cheerfully at us as she made a curtesy； and the overseer remarked that she had just been back to the house and had a baby。
〃Poor； poor woman！〃 I cried； as we rode on； feeling for some occult reason very angry with the Man of Wrath。 〃And her wretched husband doesn't care a rap； and will probably beat her to…night if his supper isn't right。 What nonsense it is to talk about the equality of the sexes when the women have the babies！ 〃
〃Quite so； my dear；〃 replied the Man of Wrath； smiling condescendingly。 〃You have got to the very root of the matter。 Nature； while imposing this agreeable duty on the woman； weakens her and disables her for any serious competition with man。 How can a person who is constantly losing a year of the best part of her life compete with a young man who never loses any time at all？ He has the brute force； and his last word on any subject could always be his fist。〃
I said nothing。 It was a dull； gray afternoon in the beginning of November； and the leaves dropped slowly and silently at our horses' feet as we rode towards the Hirschwald。
〃It is a universal custom；〃 proceeded the Man of Wrath； 〃amongst these Russians； and I believe amongst the lower classes everywhere； and certainly commendable on the score of simplicity； to silence a woman's objections and aspirations by knocking her down。 I have heard it said that this apparently brutal action has anything but the maddening effect tenderly nurtured persons might suppose； and that the patient is soothed and satisfied with a rapidity and completeness unattainable by other and more polite methods。 Do you suppose；〃 he went on； flicking a tw