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Dedicated to the needs and interests of young Americans of Ukrainian descent.
..jrfering with theuplppetry is inseparable from nature, more to the material and external
and learned essay on the differences i m m u t a b l e right of personal freedom, which is represented as full of life side of life. The Ukrainian, being a
ш the character of the Kussian anci ; T h e R u s s i a n S | o n the contra^, ^ e d L ^ p ^ r t i e i p ^ i n g in man's happiness more spiritual and mystically-dis-
L^ramian people entitled Dvi Ruski a t a s t r o n g communal body on the £nd S U s t e S / T h e grass, the trees, posed character, is stronger in his re-
Narodnosti To his day 1 * е ^ У [basis of регда,п^§е %nd unification, the $rds, the b e ^ j & e stars, morn-, Jjgious feelings and not so liable to
is often referred t ° . o n t h ^ e _ ^ ^ ^ u s indifference as the Russian,
According to this acknowledged ilput cou^d not realize it prop$r$y;. tfce a)l ^ s ^ bre*t^ey t^nit, feel in и^в^Пд wi^o. if educated, easily becomes
authority, there is in the Russian a second attained unity and ereat«idra with man, and all resound "in. a atheistic.
greater sense of the State, of the strong State. "The Ukrainian tribe," charming voice of sympathy or hope _ .
interests of society as a whole than says Kostoraariv, "repeatedly showed or condemnation. The Russian poetry, . . • * * £ * • 18 e -*** a g r e a t Ш И е г ^ п с е m
in the Ukrainian who "is more in- і itseil incapable of a-jnonarcfcical farm. on the other, hand, is c extreme>Tp<2r ^ ^ S : which are concerned more
dividualistic and personal." In thejef state. In the ancient days it was in poetic images, and m 'its relation ^ М Р Ш а Ш е а and rites on the Rus-
nature of the Ukrainian, said Kosto- the dominating, tribe in the land of to n a i u r o , ^ m f i s rich in d e i u c t u V f P ' ^
mariv, "there is nothing of a violating Rus; : but when « М | Ш Ш р і a*d Д е . * * а д 1 е of Ш *>ul. Й £ Ї Ї Ї Ї Ї * ^ U o n ' o f ^ h f u k ^
force, nothing of a leyeler; there is rived to perish or to unite forces, it The Russian, being chiefly practical ^ e
no politician, nothing of the cool cal-..had to yield the first place to the j or materialistic, can rise to poetry inian also contrasts very favorably
рге
culaJW, of t^e detexminaUpn to pur- Great Ццящд іфр. , fr,flp J^^ar, j o n l y ? Ш * Ю & М Ж * ^ ± 9 Ш т і * І & & ^ ^ & & * Ш & ^ "
sue one's purpose." j there is something colossal, creative; [daily•-, life. Щз poetry. is therefore
!a spirit of the architectonic, a sense more i n the domains, of immensity or- The Russians, have a mu^h higher
Ukrainians FreedonvLoving and і of Unity; the domination of a practi-of simple play and amusement. A conception of duty than the Ukrain-
ШОпмшаш c j ^ scnac which knows how, to go.historical reminiscence -becomes . aH^*8- Haying deeper communal in-
In original Slav society. Kosto-jthrough hard times; to ciipx>se ^ejfairx-ДаІе^ w
mariv wrote, love for personal free-1 time for action, and to make use of jukrainian, produces in a poetic form..* 8 family ties in greater respect,
dom was the distinguishing feature [favorable circustances. 1%is is Іаск-J the very reality. The feehng-of Йе?]^Ьои^і they may have little love f6r-
in the character of the Ukrainians, and jing in our Ukrainian tribe. Its love jjn Russian songs is rarely lifted above (Superiors or' parents. The Ukrainian,
communaUsm the feature of the Rus.-jof unrestraint brought it either to aithe materialistic side. On. the совл P^.^te °Л&ег-. ljand, being. more, in?
sian tribe. The cardinal conception)state of disintegration of communalitrary, in the songs of l £ e UJ^-ainians clfoed, to personal, fгеефщ, has, ЦШе,
of the Ukrainians was that the tie ties, or to a whirlpool of motives.it reaches ф е .highest degree of-, respect for anything that tends to
between! men should be founded by which turned the historic life of the spirituality, purity, nobility otmotive* restrict him. He is therefore an un
consent and sundered on grounds, of nation mto. a squirrels wheel." Such and gracefulness of imagination. In ruly- being, as. a member, of a>fam-
mutual disagreement. The Russians.are the Pvussian and Ukrainian tribes!the Russian songs a, woman's, beauty іlyі and not a staunch supporter of.
1)іеЙ that once a tie was established, as, represented in, the past. |is. yexyr rarely ra^sed^ajtpve, fcei; mat- a sta,te where he does not possess
it should be pexmaneiit. T£ey con- u a t.лл . і n.L n erial form: it is the form of * tbe full freedom.
sidered" it the will of God, and there- Лоте bwritual,Than Russians | w o m a n ' s ' body and her yoibe Щ\ Such, in brief outlines, according
forenpt liable to human criticism. In According to the same writer, the J charm and captivate. The Ukrainian to. Kostomariv, are the chief char-
public institutions the former recog- Russians are more materialistic, thejwoman, on the contrary, abuoetjacteriatics of the Russians and t h e
nized only the spirit, the latter tried Ukrainians more spiritual. The latter lacks bodily form—she ia a H&ftuffrІ&фвЩцш
і J. . - , , , . і, if •j^Vij'HHU цім >y їй її ІІ'ШІІЯ »і і'л.Ц' чіЧ"1 ч j " i n РЦ • ••» - h
feeling into her role and lived the and develop into a worthwhile pro
"Zaporozhets Za Dunayem" In Chicago part. Although not feeling very well ject—I hope. We need it very badly
that evening she did justice to her and the Ukrainian American public
singing. She possesses a very fine should respond to it and support it
That very popular Ukrainian opera (Witnessed. The acting and singing of voice. properly.
"Zaporozhets Za Dunayem" (Cossacks I Maria Sokil as Odarka and Stefan Michael Melnyk with a pleasing Much credit goes to the Ukrain
in Exile) by Semen Artemowsky, was Kozakevich as Ivan Karass was really voice was a dashing young Audrey ian Orthodox Church of Chicago for
presented in Chicago Sunday, Jan supreme. Miss Sokil displayed great and Myron Shandrowsky as the Sul sponsoring and putting over the opera
uary 25th at the Sokol Auditorium | dramatic talent in addition to her tan was very impressive. His accent which required plenty of effort and
under the direction of Professor | beautiful voice, proving agair. that of speech was quite befitting that of a energy. They made a good job of it.
Antin Rudnitsky. | she is our greatest prima donna of Turk, while his voice, although some Last but not least, deserving of
The performance was outstanding і today and one of the high bracket what lacking in maturity, was flowing mention here is the "Boyan" chorus
in every way. The overture played ! artists of the world. Both Miss Sokil and has great possibilities. Mr. David | of Chicago trained by Nicholas Pa-
before the first act by a string en land Mr. Kozakevich deserve very Tulin made a very interesting Turk nasiuk and the Ballet Group directed
semble with Prof. Rudnitsky at the high praise for such an artistic per ish dignitary. by John Sawchyn, both of which lent
piano gave the performance a profes formance. They showed great talent This opera, which was killed hun a very pleasant background and sup-
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sional atmosphere even before the |tand operatic training. Mr. Kozake- dreds of times by amateur singers, jport to the cast.
curtain went up. It was played with wich, whom I heard for the first time was for the first time in' America • I want to congratulate Professor
a true virtuosity. The balance and then, has indeed a real voice and I presented here by a cast of trained JAntin Rudnitsky and wish the newly
sonority of tone together with a pro shall not miss a single one of his per singers and famous opera stars. It і formed Ukrainian Opera Company
fessional precision made the small en formances with the Chicago Civic was a big treat for the Ukrainian ! success. We shall always welcome
semble sound like a good sized or Opera next season. The operatic act people of Chicago to-hear it. We take і them in Chicago.
chestra. The audience, filling the hall ing of these two artists gave the our hats off to Prof. Rudnitsky for
to capacity, enjoyed this wonderful whole performance that high quality organizing this fine opera company H JOHN H. BARABASH
ensemble very much and sensed I have neither heard not seen in any
and for making the excellent improve
that a fine show was in store for Ukrainian "predstawlynia" or opera, ments in the opera itself. It is a Remember Pearl Harbor! Remem
them. і It was indeed very delightful. ber it every pay day! Buy U. S. De
great contribution to the Ukrainian
The first act was the most thrilling Olga Lepkova. as Oksana, was next American culture and just the begin fense Savings Bonds and Stamps.
operatic performance I have ever in line of importance.. She put great ning of something which will grow I —FOR VICTORY: BUY BONDS—
n p w o years passed since that moonlight He felt relieved now, after he had told of
night. Notwithstanding all the efforts of the
police, the unfortunate mother and the vil
lagers, the murderer of the young theologist
The Full Moon
By OLGA KOBEL1ANSKA (1865—)
his terrible sin to his good wife.
Life seemed to have returned to him after
his confession, bringing sleep and his former
was never found. health with it. He took to work with more
Deep among the mountains, in a village (Translated) energy than ever. He often went out to other
next to the one where the unhappy mother (Concluded) (4) villages to earn money. At times he would re
lived, was the abode of the murderer. He had turn, slightly drunk. He would then apol
ІСТПіШНІМПНІІПШІНаіІШНШІШІНЖЖШНІІШИВКМЖІШНІИ
a fine household, a good wife, and several chil ogize to his wife, who scolded him for spending
dren. Everything went smoothly, but the master money. As time went on, his tone changed and
of the house had changed greatly. His hair "A debt," he smiled bitterly.
"A heavy one?" she continued, glad that and he often quarreled with her.
turned prematurely gray, and his gigantic fig
he responded. "For all my hard work, for my own earn
ure bent lower and lower under some hidden
"A heavy one," he repeated in a choked ings, I should not be free to treat myself to
grief. On clear nights, when the full moon il
voise and pushed her aside. "Leave me alone, a drink of brandy? Do not attempt to teach
luminated the tops of the mountains and filled
go to sleep!" me sense! Keep your own until I teach you to
the world with its magic silver blue light, Hryts'
know better!"
sleeo would leave him, grief and yearning tear "I will not go," she replied and touched his
his heart asunder.. . He tossed wildly about his Time went on, bringing more evil than good.
knees pleadingly. This movement put an end to The peasant's drinking-habit grew stronger.
bed, possessed by visions and reminiscences. his patience. He thrust his wife aside angrily Out of his earnings but a very small part was
"The moon is a witness," rang in his soul and moaned savagely: given to the wife, the rest disappeared in
the voice of the boy he had killed. And so always, "Get away! Are you too going to torture saloons. The poor woman, who would have
incessantly, until the moon disappeared.—"the me? Leave me in peace! Get away from me! given her soul for her husband and children,
moon is a witness". . . Where must I hide from you?" was aggravated more and more.
At times he spent nights sitting up in his bed. The wife did not move. "I must handle him in a different way,"
his curly head hanging low upon his breast, '4 will not go, she said. "Now I shall stay. she decided, after the drunkard beat her, and
absorbed in bitter meditation. He thought of the You have some trouble, some very heavy debt. threatened to will her.
punishment due him, of the way the witness- One never knows the hour of nis death. If, God "For my hard work, my love and devotion!"
moon would give him away. Such thoughts forbid, you die,—the landlord shall chase me she cried to some of her neighbors.
drifted through his mind night after night, de and children out of the house. Tell me all about
priving him of rest and sleep... Once on the eve of a holiday, Hryts re
it. I have been a good, faithful wife to you, turned drunk and without a cent in his purse.
At times he stole out of the house, prowled always obeyed and loved you!" And she wept His wife fell into such a rage that he became
about, staring at the moon as though forced by silently. sober. But angered by her accusations, he beat
a strange power to do so. Often insanity near "Don't cry, wife,—go to sleep! Someday I her with the cruelty of a mad beast:—"that she
ly got hold of him and he planned to hang will tell you." Hryts said, touched by his wife's may remember, who is master of the house!"
himself somewhere in the woods.. . Only the tenderness.
thought of his wife and children, innocent of "Next time," he roared, "I need not tell
"No. I will not leave you until you tell me tell what I will do to you! You know it your
his mortal sin, kept him from suicide. The all.",
days passed in hard work, but when night came, self!"
The murderer ran his fingers through his Rescued by her children, the woman rose
when he wanted to rest,—sleep disappeared... thick hair, bent down to his wife, and said:
He saw the body of his victim, he heard his deadly pale from pain, anger and humiliation,
"In that case, let us go outside. Here the glanced at her husband with glaring eyes and
rattling last breath and the words: "The moon children might hear."
is a witness." He saw the same* full moon, the and left the house. She returned followed by
They noiselessly left the house. The night neighbors.
silver shimmering of which nearly drove him was beautiful and clear. The sky was flooded
mad, caused him the tortures of hell. By now "The children saw!" she said with her white
by the silver light of the quiet moon. All was lips, pointing to her husband: "The children saw.
he had sold the watch and by now God knows in silent. Near the house ran the white village
whose hands it was! The villagers' memory of the . .He swept the floor with my body, my h a i r . . .
road, beyond it loomed a high mountain with Look at my hands! They are broken, crippled.
terrible deed had vanished; he alone suffered and woods upon it; over all this hung the cupola of
ached during moonlight nights, and could not . . . He threatened to kill me as he had killed the
the sky, strewn with trembling stars.. . young son of the priest's widow on account of
find any r e s t . . . His hair turned gray, his health
Hryts looked about restlessly. "God forbid, a gold watch. He told me that there was not a
failed him, laughter forever left his l i p s . . .
Only his wife and children did not suspect any if someone should hear us!" he whispered. soul about, and the unfortunate murdered boy
thing, kept up his desire to live with their good- "Don't fear. The world is asleep." called the moon as his witness. Good people, I,
heartedness and love. "Ї am afraid," he said fixing his near-insane his wife, am calling you to be my witness!.. ."
eyes on the full moon. "The moon!" he whis- Fourteen days later two gendarmes ap
On one such night Hryts tossed about on . pered, turning to his wife, his face as white as peared at^he house of the murderer. They put
his bed without sleep, smitten by the haunting a sheet. him in chains and dragged him away with them.
thought of the "witness-moon." Then noiseless "The moon alone sees and hears us, the He denied nothing of the charge against him.
ly he got off the bed, sat down upon a bench moon alone. Come, tell me!"
and shading his eyes from the shining moon, When he was leaving his house forever, his
"Yes, wife, the moon alone!" repeated the wife crawled after him on her knees and wept
tried to sleep. Suddenly he heard a rustling peasant as in a trance.
about and saw his wife before him. bitterly.
They sat down in front of the house facing "Take me too," she pleaded. "I am as guil-
"Again you cannot sleep!" she whispered the moon and he began his t a l e . . . . ty as he is! Take me, let me perish with him
and sat down at his feet. "Again you are tor When Hryts ended, his wife sat with her together!"
tured by some disease! What is the matter with fingers clasped together and pressed to her lips. The murderer stopped. Pale as a ghost he
you? Her eyes were fixed upon the moon. The man stabbed her with his eyes and answered:
"Go to sleep, wife, and let me alone! I will said: "I am sorry for the children, not for you!
go to sleep soon too," he answered quietly, so ' "The full moon threatens me, wife. When You are worse than I!"
that the children should not hear. "Nothing ails ever it appears in the sky with a flock of stars To the crying children, he said:
me, I just cannot asleep." about it,—I am torn by anguish and sorrow and "Pray for me! On clear nights, when the
"It is not true/' argued the wife. 'There is cannot find peace. I am lost, wife! If the moon full moon shines,—pray for me! Perhaps, God
something in your heart, but you will not tell shall disclose my. sin, I am lost and you with will listen to your prayers and forgive me. No
me." me." one saw me committing my terrible sin. God
"If I have,—H is my grief, and you most "You must repent, H r y t s . . . Pray for the alone looked at me through the full moon. Pray
not interfere. Yon cannot take the weight off unfortunate victim!" she said as though waking that he may hear you! I shall never return to
my soul! Go to sleep!" up from a nightmare. "Repent, then perhaps you again! The moon has separated us for
"Perhaps, I.could take off some of it. Is it you will be forgiven!" she sighed heavily and ever!"
* debt?" she asked* moving, up closer to him. went into thefcouse, followed by her husband. Th*Ead
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