dismissed, and the wedding-feast prepared; rolls were baked, towels and
handkerchiefs embroidered; the young people were seated at table; the
wedding-loaf was cut; banduras, cymbals, pipes, kobzi, sounded, and
pleasure was rife . . .

A wedding in the olden times was not like one of the present day. My
grandfather's aunt used to tell--what doings!--how the maidens--in
festive head-dresses of yellow, blue, and pink ribbons, above which they
bound gold braid; in thin chemisettes embroidered on all the seams with
red silk, and strewn with tiny silver flowers; in morocco shoes, with
high iron heels--danced the gorlitza as swimmingly as peacocks, and as
wildly as the whirlwind; how the youths--with their ship-shaped caps
upon their heads, the crowns of gold brocade, with a little slit at the
nape where the hair-net peeped through, and two horns projecting, one in
front and another behind, of the very finest black lambskin; in
kuntushas of the finest blue silk with red borders--stepped forward one
by one, their arms akimbo in stately form, and executed the gopak; how
the lads--in tall Cossack caps, and light cloth svitkas, girt with
silver embroidered belts, their short pipes in their teeth--skipped
before them, and talked nonsense. Even Korzh could not contain himself,
as he gazed at the young people, from getting gay in his old age.
Bandura in hand, alternately puffing at his pipe and singing, a brandy-
glass upon his head, the gray-beard began the national dance amid loud
shouts from the merry-makers. What will not people devise in merry mood!
They even began to disguise their faces. They did not look like human
beings. They are not to be compared with the disguises which we have at
our weddings nowadays. What do they do now? Why, imitate gypsies and
Moscow pedlers. No! then one used to dress himself as a Jew, another as
the Devil: they would begin by kissing each other, and ended by seizing
each other by the hair. . . . God be with them! you laughed till you held