STÁTNÍ TAJEMNÍK U ŘÍŠSKÉHO PROTEKTORA V ČECHÁCH A NA MORAVĚ, PRAHA, inv. 2373, sig. 109-12/18 Page 122 · 122 of 143
THE SECRETARY TO THE RUSSIAN PROTECTOR IN THINGS AND IN MORAVA, PRAGUE, inv. 2373, sig. 109-12/18
English Translation
-14- 111 Don't worry about him, he's never worried about his mother, nor about any other person who doesn't. And she hit her fist on her knees. # What would he want again?" Suddenly she put her face in her fists and wept, "The rag, and who cares about his mother, the rag, you don't know him." I was not eager to hear anything more, and would have liked to leave. "He who, if he did not come back, would be lucky to be lucky for everyone." That was evil to hear. I stepped up to her and grabbed her shoulder. That is not to say that he is a good soldier who fulfils his duty, and if he comes back, it will certainly be better; he is still young. He was probably ten years older than me. Såe raised her slowly and made a tired movement with his hand. I also got up and stood in front of her, but she looked past me to the Fenstèr. She had a hard closed face. I dared not ask again what to do and waited. She was silent and I greeted her and went out hesitantly. In the front yard she caught me up, whether I had to go back to the field - such a young boy, and whether my mother was still alive. I should greet her from her - unknown way. She shook my hand and the tears ran over her lean cheeks. In the grey light of the day I first saw how worked and miserable she looked. She was still standing at the gate of the front garden, when I bent around the corner. That a mother could speak of her son like that - and yet she loved him, she was terrified at my sight, because she had expected a death notice. Bad things had to have happened between the two, and he sent me to his mother.