Story.
On the way I came to Mark Minusinskista average wages in December 1888 Abakanskin one night to the village, which is Minusinskin side of the Yenisei River. When no one knew whether the ice so hard that it can go, I had to stop mailing house until dawn. I began to lie down on reessäni Post Office, I have to take into matkakalujani which otherwise could have been stolen. Such a dream, when it is left unattended and suspicious kapineita consulted every step, and sound läheistössä, not far from refreshing. I had a travel companion kolportööri, lying inside the post office in the house, but he complained that the morning had been rahtuistakaan sleep, when it was thought in mind throughout the night that the thieves had been attacked on me and murdered me. Days after the horses, we asked the post office, but refused to give them a sharp uncertain journey across the Yenisei. I went to the village, and I finally met a man who three ruble began to take us over the ordeal. He harnessed his horse a couple of my rekeni front, and so we went to drive down to the beach along the stream. Tultuamme erääsen a place where an island divided the river into two branches, kulimme happily the first branch of the cross, even if looked awful, when the melt water in places was two cubits from the sled. Tultuamme the island came to a halt ride a man, and wanted to examine the strength of the ice-mile radius of the main power. We followed with, and soon we saw a fisherman who fell from the hook. We tried to get him to investigate the durability of the ice, and promised him a ruble for this inconvenience. “I know the Yenisei over carefully, and I know how many victims every year, it demands to be the so frivolous that the ruble star antautuisin a life in danger,” said the fisherman.
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