THE CUTTING OF THE FOREST The Story of a Yunker I. In midwinter of 185- the division of our battery was doing frontier service in the Great Chechnya. Hav- ing learned, on the evening of the 14th of February, that the platoon, which I was to command in the absence of the officer, was detailed for the following day to cut timber, and having received and given the proper orders on that very evening, I repaired earlier than usual to my tent ; as I did not have the bad habit of warming it up with burning coal, I lay down in my clothes on my bed, which was constructed of paling, drew my lambskin cap down to my eyes, wrapped myself in a fur coat, and fell into that pecuHar, profound, and heavy sleep which one sleeps in moments of alarm and agitation before an im- minent peril. The expectancy of the engagement of the following day had induced that condition in me. At three o'clock in the morning, while it was still very dark, somebody pulled the warm fur coat from me, and the purple light of a candle disagreeably startled my sleepy eyes. " Please get up ! " said somebody's voice. I closed my 477
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