A Hero Of Our Time — Mihail Yuryeviç Lermontov

I was travelling post from Tiflis All the luggage I had in my cart consisted of one small portmanteau half filled with travelling notes on Georgia of these the greater part has been lost fortunately for you but the portmanteau itself and the rest of its contents have remained intact fortunately for me As I entered the Koishaur Valley the sun was disappearing behind the snow clad ridge of the mountains In order to accomplish the ascent of Mount Koishaur by nightfall my driver an Ossete urged on the horses indefatigably singing zealously the while at the top of his voice

I was travelling post from Tiflis All the luggage I had in my cart consisted of one small portmanteau half filled with travelling notes on Georgia of these the greater part has been lost fortunately for you but the portmanteau itself and the rest of its contents have remained intact fortunately for me As I entered the Koishaur Valley the sun was disappearing behind the snow clad ridge of the mountains In order to accomplish the ascent of Mount Koishaur by nightfall my driver an Ossete urged on the horses indefatigably singing zealously the while at the top of his voice