Polikoúshka by Leo Tolstoy

Early next morning a big-boned bay gelding -- for some reason called Drum -- harnessed to a small cart (the steward himself used to drive in that cart), stood at the porch of the serfs' quarters. Annie, Polikéy's eldest daughter, barefooted in spite of the falling sleet and the cold wind, and evidently frightened, stood holding the reins at arm's length, and with her other hand held a faded, yellowy-green jacket that was thrown over her head. This jacket served the family as blanket, cloak, hood, carpet, overcoat for Polikéy, and many other things besides. Polikéy's cubicle was all in a bustle. The dim light of a rainy morning was just peeping in at the window, which was broken here and there, and mended with paper. Akoulína went away from her cooking by the oven, and left her children -- the youngest of whom were still in bed -- shivering because the jacket that served them as a blanket had been taken away and only replaced by the shawl off their mother's head.

Akoulína was busy getting her husband ready for his journey. His shirt was clean, but his boots, which were gaping open, gave her much trouble. She had taken off her thick worsted stockings (her only pair) and given them to her husband, and had managed to cut out a pair of soles from a saddlecloth (that had been carelessly left about in the stable and brought home by Polikéy two days before) in such a way that they should stop the holes in his boots and keep his feet dry.