Martin Kačur Cankar, Ivan; Cox, John K
03/2009
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The novel Martin Kačur, which dates from 1907, tells the engrossing story of a young schoolteacher who moves from one provincial Slovene town to the next, trying to enlighten his countrymen and ...countrywomen but instead receiving only the mistrust and scorn of the traditional-minded and petty population. The novel is ruthless in its analysis and self-analysis of the failure of this abstract idealist.
Title: Slovenci inJugoslovani (The Slovenes and the Yugoslavs) Originally published: a lecture at the social-democratic society Vzajemnost, 12 April, 1913, published in the social democrat’bulletin, ...Zarja, 15–17 April, 1913 Language: SloveneThe excerpts used are from Ivan Cankar, Izbrana dela (Ljubljana: Mladinska knjiga, 1973), pp. 314–326. About the author Ivan Cankar 1876, Vrhnika (Ger. Laibach Altober, present-day Slovenia) -1918, Ljubljana (Ger. Laibach): story writer, playwright, poet...
CHAPTER ONE Ivan Cankar
Martin Kačur,
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Fortunately for Martin Kačur, and to the benefit of the moral state and sense of unity of the Slovene nation, Blatni Dol’s teacher of many years died in February, and Kačur moved there bag and ...baggage.
The village was long and spread out, but it was dark and dirty to a degree that Kačur had never before witnessed. In the streets of Blatni Dol, the mud¹ overflowed into broad lakes, even when the sun was already shining on the rest of the world. The village lay in a deep depression, guarded on all sides by hills overgrown with low scrub
CHAPTER THREE Ivan Cankar
Martin Kačur,
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Ferjan and Kačur were sitting in the conference room. Kačur cowered there with his hands upon his knees. His face looked old and clay-colored, and his blood-rimmed eyes were dull.
Ferjan, already ...rather corpulent, starting to gray, was visibly nervous and uncomfortable. He crumpled a piece of paper in his hand and stared at the table.
“We were once colleagues,” he said, taking a quick peek at Kačur’s profile next to him. “Colleagues and friends! By God, I did not violate this friendship, and whenever some stupidity got in the way, we took care of it as appropriate. But, look
CHAPTER TWO Ivan Cankar
Martin Kačur,
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It was on a Sunday morning, deep in November, that Martin Kačur made the pilgrimage from Zapolje to Bistra. The sky was low and gray, and mists lay on the plains, creeping softly and lazily over the ...marsh. The road was furrowed and muddy. The houses along the way gaped morosely; they were slovenly and sooty.
But Martin Kačur saw neither the gray sky, nor the fog, nor the sooty houses; inside he was all happiness and sunshine.
This was the period of his life when he was strong and free like never before.
He went to Bistra, to the