It was not the poverty or the neglect, the frequent hunger, so that there was barely enough for the children. Nor was it that Antek sat drinking in the inn with his chums, caring nothing for home, sneaking into the cottage like a stray dog and reaching for his stick at any hint of reproach.Continue reading “RKS POLISH Literature: Poverty, Hunger, Neglect but Betrayal! (Władysław Reymont)”
