Teofil Ponikowski had been a peasant all his 47 years. But never before had he owned even a fistful of the soil he tilled. Like his father and his father's father, he had farmed the estate of the pan (master, i.e., the manor lord). He had taken a share of the harvest, struggled against debt, raised a family. He had not forgotten to doff his cap and bow his head as the gentry rode by on horseback, in old-style coach or modern limousine. Now the new Government at Lublin had divided the pan's land among the peasants.
Teofil Ponikowski was proud of...
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