The Three Comrades

The Three Comrades

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Title: The Three Comrades
Author: Kristina Roy
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THE THREE COMRADES
by Kristina Roy of Stara Tura, Slovakia.
Translated by Charles Lukesh
First Edition, 3,000--November, 1941

THE THREE COMRADES

CHAPTER ONE
In the whole wide world there were no comrades who loved each other
better than Petrik,[1] Ondrejko,[2] and Fido. All three were orphans
and had had a hard time in the world thus far. Both parents of Petrik
had died of a malignant fever. He became a public charge and was sent
from place to place, till finally he was placed in charge of "Bacha"[3]
Filina, who was his father's uncle, and had charge of the sheep
pasturing on the mountain clearings of the estate of Lord Gemer. There
was but a poor hut, but to mistreated Petrik it was like a paradise.
Ondrejko, whom they called at home Andreas de Gemer, came to the
old "Bacha" at the order of the doctor, that he might grow stronger in
the mountain air, drinking whey and eating black bread. As it was,
Ondrejko did, and did not, have a father--at least he could not
remember him. He was but two years old when his parents separated
for ever. His mother took him with her when she left, but even then he
did not live with her. She left him with strange people whom she paid
to keep him, and went alone into the world. The people talked about
her; said that she was a famous singer, and that many went from distant
places to hear her.
[Footnote 1: Diminutive for Peter.]
[Footnote 2: Diminutive for Andreas.]
[Footnote 3: "_Bacha_"--shepherd overseer.]
Ondrejko remembered only one of her visits, and that she was very
beautiful, and brought him a box full of chocolates, a rocking-horse, a
trumpet--and who knows what more? After that he never saw her again,
and probably would never see her any more. The lady with whom he
stayed talked about a law-suit, at the conclusion of which it came about
that he belonged neither to the mother nor the father. Finally, he came
to the castle of Lord Gemer, and from there the doctor sent him to the
mountains because he was like a candle that was ready to go out. About
his father he knew only that he was somewhere far away, and had
already a second wife and two boys. It seemed to him he was as much

of an orphan as Petrik. The dog Fido didn't remember his mother either,
because he had hardly begun to run about the kennel when a wild boar
killed her. Thus it is not surprising that all three loved each other.
For Ondrejko they built a special room beside the shepherd's hut. There
were three large sheepfolds, and "Bacha" Filina had charge of them all.
Ondrejko had in his room a real bed, and a spare one prepared for the
doctor when he came to see him; but, because he was rather lonesome,
he preferred to sleep with Petrik on the hay, and because Fido couldn't
follow them to the loft up the ladder, he at least guarded the ladder so
nothing would happen to the boys. Bacha Filina was a large man like a
giant. His face was aged and stern; all his teeth were still perfectly
white and he had not a single gray hair; but, strangely, his eyebrows
began to get gray. But, when he creased his forehead above his
eagle-like black eyes which could see everything far and wide, it
seemed as if storm-clouds were gathering. Not only both the boys, but
everybody else was afraid of these storm-clouds, even the herdsmen
and the sheep, as well as the longhaired, fourfooted guards of the
sheepfold. Bacha Filina did not get mad easily, but when he did, it was
worthwhile. Though Ondrejko was the son of his lord, Bacha Filina
didn't let him get by with anything. The boy had not been taught to
obey; however, Filina taught him this hard lesson without scolding him
or touching him with even one finger. When the doctor brought him to
the mountains he said to Bacha, "What this boy needs is to eat black
bread and drink whey. He has been