"In those years Overhead and Ильинского of plants in a trace it was not. Only our Field and Сысерть. Well, in North too cutting iron побрякивали. So, trifle. Сысерть-то lived lighter than all. She, look, on the road was in a cossack side. People here and there passed and passed. On a pier under Ревду with iron rode. How small in transit with whom will meet, what will have heard plenty. And there are around many villages.In our Field against сысертского-то житья quite it was deafly. There is small iron in a that pore did, anymore плавили a copper. And to the pier it was conveyed her caravan. Not so in freedom it was people in transit with that, with other to talk, ask. Under a guard try! And villages in our side is one Slanting Ford. Around the forest, and mountains, and bogs. Baldly to put - in pit our old men sat, nothing was seen. To the barin, clear business, that is necessary".