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My father and mother died, you know, a long time ago when I was only a little lad. They left me in the world alone. That's what happened to me, eh, hey! Well, the village warden looked at me and thought: "What shall we do with this boy? " And the lord of the manor thought the same thing. And at that time Raman, the forest guard, came out of the forest, and he said to the warden: "Let me have that boy to take back to my cottage with me. I'll take good care of him. It will be company for me in the forest and he will be fed. " That's what he said, and the warden answered: "Take him! " So he took me. And I have lived in the forest ever since.
Raman brought me up here. God forbid that anyone should look as terrible as he did! His eyes were black, his hair was black, and a dark soul looked out of his eyes because the man had lived alone in the forest all his life. The bears, people said, were his brothers and the wolves were his nephews. He knew all the wild animals and was afraid of none, but he kept away from people and wouldn't even look at them. That's what he was like. It's the honest truth. When he looked at me I felt as if a cat were tickling my back with its tail. But he was a good man all the same, and I must say he fed me well. We always had buckwheat porridge with grease, and a duck if he happened to kill one. Yes, he fed me well; it's the truth and I must say it.