Sunday Rest
The parties prepared in advance rarely happen to turn out well; while, the ones started up just like this, unexpectedly, without thinking, almost always turn out nicely… Why is this, I wonder? – Why it is so, why it is not so – we mustn't waste our time philosophizing,
Mill O' Luck
click here to see fragment from the 1955 movie excerpt As he arrived at Mill O'Luck on Easter Sunday, around breakfast time, together with Raut and Paun, another fellow of theirs, all three of them on horseback, Lica was rather cross at finding Ghita not alone, as
The Hound In The Bag And The Snipe To The Four Winds
Yet, why should we prize futilities to such an expanse? To what avail should we step purblindly into the haughty palaces, where we, perchance, would encounter but troubles and mortification? Are we not indeed the grandchildren of the poet who, above all, labored the point
Old And New Squires
excerpts Chapter XV. Scenes of Social Life The beautiful autumn days of the year 1817 had already flitted along with the joys they bring to pass for the inhabitants of Romania. Winter had made quite an early appearance and the western wind had by now started to blow in
The Cart
In Bucharest there are two types of public bathhouses: Turkish and Wallachian. I was to understand the fame of the latter, as that was exactly the place we were accompanied to. This bathhouse is situated in Lipscani St. , one of the ugliest parts of the town. The building
The Pleasures Of Life
excerpt It happened, not too often, but especially after a theater evening followed by dull group discussions at a terrace forgotten open. Camil, the second day after the torture, ran wild. He met Sandu, the sports teacher, the scare of the second division at rugby, the
The Litter Pit
excerpts At the end of every winter, in a hall illuminated by electric lights and covered by wooden floors, near the Central Station, at Locomotiva, the Craftsmen's Ball was the event of the season. Craftsmen from all over Bucharest brought their wives to party and
Lent
In General Ionescu's garden, the April dusk brought a harsh wind and sprayed dust in the horizon like a bluish mist, spreading heaps of apricot tree flowers over the fresh vegetable beds. Ion, the general's first orderly, in charge of sweeping the flowers laid
A Feast At The Monastery
excerpt In the end, after much talky talk, the priest managed to completely lay the guilt on Father Mitrofan from the monastery, who was now to be held accountable and punished. And since there was nothing there to eat, the priest's wife being sick, priest Bolindache
The Ewe Lamb
excerpt Ewe-lamb, small and pretty,For her sake have pity,Let it just be saidI have gone to wedA princes most nobleThere on Heaven's doorsill. To that mother, old,Let it not be toldThat a star fell, bright,For my bridal night. Firs and maple treesWere my guests. My
Editor's Note - Memento Vivere
It seems almost provocative to launch such an issue on the local pleasures, pastimes and delights, while nowadays a troublesome Romania appears as plunged into unending economic and social difficulties, striving to cope with various shortcomings and weaknesses. However,
Toate medaliile de aur: Bursa Societăţii Enescu şi Nelly Miricioiu la ICR Londra
La sfârşit de an, ICR Londra a programat Gala Societăţii Enescu – care s-a bucurat pe 4 decembrie de un sucess răsunător. Acesta se datorează întâlnirii mai multor oameni şi evenimente fericite: În primul rând, Gala a avut ca oaspete pe soprana Nelly