Children's stories; Christian fiction; Russia -- Juvenile fiction; Stundists -- Juvenile fiction
Well, he must do the best he could for all of them. They would be under
his own eye; and he would see each child every day in the village
school, which of course they would now be expected to attend. Poor
Michael! His little class would be scattered.
One clause of the order hurt Father Cyril's tender soul more than the
others. The parents were not permitted to hold any kind of intercourse
with their children unless they returned to the Orthodox faith. Ah!
What daily agony there would be both for parents and children! It
would have been almost better—more merciful—to have removed the little
ones altogether out of sight. Yet, after all, would there not be some
consolation to the mothers to see their children, even from afar?
CHAPTER VIII
A CRUEL BLOW
THE children who had been spending the day in the forest went home at
sunset, wearied but very happy. They parted with one another after
they had crossed the rough bridge, and Michael and Velia went on hand
in hand towards Ostron. Michael felt his heart strongly attracted by
Father Cyril. If all priests were like him, he thought, there would
be no persecution. And why should not people think differently about
religion, as they did about everything else? The Stundists accepted
the teaching of the New Testament literally. The Orthodox people added
symbols and ceremonies and the traditions of the Church to it. He could
not see that it made the New Testament any more binding. If the Lord
gave a command, His followers must obey it.
As Michael and Velia turned into the fold-yard, they heard a loud
harsh voice speaking on the other side of the house. They hurried
round the corner, and saw Okhrim, the Starosta, who was reading with
some difficulty from a large official document. He had not entered the
house; and Alexis stood listening, whilst Paraska could be seen partly
concealed by the door which she held ajar.
[Illustration: THE STAROSTA WAS READING FROM A DOCUMENT.]
Michael and Velia drew near just as Okhrim, with a spiteful smile on
his harsh face, read the plainly-worded order that the Starosta was to
aid the parish priest in removing all children of Stundist parents,
between the ages of two and ten years, and placing them in Orthodox
families, where they would be brought up in the Orthodox faith. A
wild frenzied shriek from Paraska rang through the quiet evening air;
and Velia, who understood the slowly-uttered order, uttered a cry of
terror, and flinging herself into her father's arms, clung closely to
him, as if no power on earth could tear her from the shelter of his
breast.
"Oh, my God!" cried Alexis. "What can I do?"
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