32 ALTER BRODY
��KARTUSHKIYA-BEROZA
It is twelve years since I have been there —
I was born there,
In the Httle town, by the river —
It all comes back to me now
Reading in the newspaper :
" The Germans have seized the bridge-head at Kartush-
kiya-Beroza; The Russians are retreating in good order across the
marshes; The town is inflames."
Karttishkiya-Beroza ! Sweet-sounding, time-scented name — Smelling of wide-extending marshes of hay ; Smelling of cornfields ; Smelling of apple-orchards ; Smelling of cherry-trees in full blossom ; Smelling of all the pleasant recollections of my child- hood — Smelling of Grandmother's kitchen, Grandmother's freshly-baked dainties. Grandmother's plum-pudding — Kartushkiya-Beroza !
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