Notes

JHAYCEE: While Terenty and the two orphan are traveling in the forest going back to the village here are some of the scene, we have our actors:
John Vincent as Terenty
Karen as Fyokla
Jobert as Danilka
Hope you enjoy!
LIGHTS! CAMERA! ACTION!

JOBERT: It's terrible how it's thundering. What makes it thunder, Terenty?
JOHN VINCENT: One cloud runs against the other.
KAREN: The ducks flew by here the other day, Terenty.
JOHN VINCENT: They must be nesting in the Gniliya Zaimishtcha marshes. Fyokla, would you like me to show you a nightingale's nest? Do not touch it, you might disturb them. The nightingale is a singing-bird without sin. He has a voice given him in his throat, to praise God and gladden the heart of man. It's a sin to disturb him.
KAREN: What about the sparrow?
JOHN VINCENT: The sparrow doesn't matter; he's a bad, spiteful bird. He is like a pickpocket in his ways. He doesnt like man to be happy. When Christ was crucified it was the sparrow which brought nails to the Jews, and called Alive! Alive!
JOBERT: And here are some bees
JOHN VINCENT: That's a swarn of bees. They were flying looking for a home, when the rain came down upon them they settled. If a swarn is flying you need only sprinkle water on them to make them settle.
* KAREN Scratch your neck
JOHN VINCENT: Hey! Hey! Do you know where did you got that from? Fyokla old girl? There are Spanish flies on some trees in the woods. The rain trickled them off.
JHAYCEE: They cross the railway line and going down from the embankment walks toward the river. The sun appears from behind the clouds and flood the woods, the fields,and the three with its warm light. The dark menacing cloud has gone far away and taken the storm with it. The air is warm and fragrant. There is a scent of bird-cherry, meadow sweet and lilies of the valley.
TERENTY: That herb is given when your nose bleeds. It does good. It's all seems doing children. The steams does the work. You see, it shoves under the thing near the wheels, and it You see? It works.
JHAYCEE: Danilka asks more questions and Terenty answers them. There is no secret in nature which baffles him. He knows everything. He knows the names of all the wild flowers, animals, and stones. He knows what herb cure diseases; he has no difficulty in telling the age of a horse or a cow. Looking at the sunset, at the moon, or the birds, he can tell what sort of weather it will be next day. The two of them the cobbler and the orphan walk about the fields, talk unceasingly and are not weary. They could wander about the world endlessly. They walk and in their talk of the beauty of the earth. Only toward the evening our wanderers return to the village.