[The Poor Plutocrats by Maurus Jokai]@TWC D-Link bookThe Poor Plutocrats CHAPTER IX 3/9
At night it slept by Juon's side and made itself cosey by burying its snout in his bosom.
When meal-time came, the bear sat down beside Juon, for he knew that every second slice of cheese would be his.
He also fetched fire-wood to put under the pot in which the maize-pottage was boiling. Then, too, he explored the woods in search of wild honey and brought back his booty to share it with Juon.
When it was very hot he carried his pelisse after him, a pelt more or less made very little difference to him.
Juon had nobody to speak to but the bear, and if a man speaks quite seriously to the beasts they get to understand him at last. Moreover, in moments of ill temper the bear had learnt to recognize that Juon's fists were no less vigorous than his own paws, so that he had no temptation to be ungrateful. "This, then, was the man beloved by Mariora. "In our part of the country, my lady, there is an original popular custom, the maiden-market. "In the highlands of Bihar stands the rocky bluff of Geina, which grows green, like every other Transylvanian height, as soon as it is cleansed from snow.
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