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The Yellow Prince Part IV of this synopsis begins with a winter of death and culminates in the slow and cautious resurgence of hope. In a brief postscript, the author reflects on Barka's work in the context of history. Part IV The boys had subdivided the riverbanks; each one was looking for food known to man since the be ginning of time. In the river, Andrijko finds shell food but not a single fish. Mother and son manage to comer a stray dog; they kill it and consume the meat. They hear a rumor that something like this happened to an invalid who entered a house never to be seen again. Storks return to their tree nests, and Andrijko brings the birds for dinner. The family feasts on a hedgehog. The stores are empty. People have become ghosts. Olenka refuses to eat. The train had stopped in a remote station and the word was that they were checking people’s docu ments. Myron is on that train and hurries to hide in a ditch. Dogs go by this hiding place. Then, in a pass ing truck, Myron see Otrokhodine who still assumes that he knows where the sacred chalice is. Otrok hodine says to Myron, “You are still silent? Look where this silence has lead you!” From the ditch, Myron finds the strength to tell him, "Go away!” Two young men in another truck give Myron a ride to his village, Myron is too weak to drag himself to his own house. Daria rushes to help her husband who dies under the very eyes of little Olenka. Daria buries her husband under the cherry tree, next to his mother and his son Mykola. She returns to the cottage and solemnly breaks the bread Myron brought home. She takes the stature of a priestess as she says to her children, “Take this bread you father brought, and for which he gave his life. Thank him and honor his memory.” The night was dark; the dawn was dull; like a mourning veil or like gray smoke, clouds covered the sky moving fast to the infinite. “Mama, why does Olenka not open her eyes?” Andrijko finds his sister dead. Daria cannot decide to bury her daugh ter. Finally, she mechanically places Olenka's body in the ground, with the child’s schoolbag from which she removes the notebook that gave her so much grief. A few days later, she and Andrijko go to the town. Again, there are people standing in line. Most have legs that are so swollen they can hardly move. Some find strength to pawn their belongings. They are on the look out for the roundup truck that takes people to the steppe and abandons them there. They decide to return home. When the train finally arrives, there is such a crowd that mother and son get separated. Daria, already exhausted, is overcome by despair. As the human wave was carrying Andrijko into a wagon, he felt uneasy; he called for his mother but his voice got lost in the noise and the rush. In vain does the boy look for his mother. The train takes him further away from her. He meets an old man who tells him, “No son it’s not the plague that does that, it’s the State.” Thrown out of the train, he sees wagons full of dead corpses emptied into mass graves. Somehow he finds himself at the Russian border; there he sees wagons full of food speeding out of Ukraine in the other direction. He is be friended by a lumberjack who tells him, “As long as we do not get rid of our protector, we will remain miserable.” People are clearing the forest for an air port. Andrijko works and is paid. The little boy was counting the money he had earned and the money people gave him for his mother so that she could buy some bread. He trav els hanging under the wagon to save his money. He wants to buy some meat, but people discourage him saying that it is human flesh. He notices a lot of ro dent holes and begins to hunt to survive. Finally he arrives home. The village is silent. At the soviet, people are idle; children are prostrated on their beds; grownups retell horrors. In the meantime, Daria, finally realizing she has lost her son, tries to return home and, instead, is caught in a roundup. The truck takes the victims far away to the wilderness and leaves people to die. After days of walking, Daria finally arrives at a station. Like all the other women there, she looks for any edible plants and hopes to catch a train. She is still clutching Olenka’s notebook. When the train finally arrives, she faints. A doctor checks her pulse: she is gone. Some one asks, “What is in her hands?” The doctor frees the notebook from her grasp and reads, “Notebook belonging to the pupil Olenka Katrannyk.” Видання C оюзу Українок A мерики - перевидано в електронному форматі в 2012 році . A рхів C У A - Ню Йорк , Н . Й . C Ш A.
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