But there were some Poles in Adrianople, and others in Tulcha. There were lions and tigers of emigration in Adrianople | there were hyenas and her jackals. There was a military nobility, “good” Polish nobles in the Turkish service, dashing officers of Sadyk Pasha, in red fezzes with tassels, spurs, crooked sabers, beautiful faces, red uniforms, good manners, a prominent position in society. Here on the Danube - a miserable proletariat of emigration, some raznochintsy, a hungry gentry, old frock coats without buttons, tattered sheepskin coats, thin boots, thin faces, an indecent appearance. By the time I arrived, however, there were few Poles of this kind left in the city ...