A láthatatlan légió

and#34;Have you heard of the Invisible Legion? No? Then they must have never been to an African city with a garrison. Or, if they have been to such a town, perhaps they have avoided the pleasant places where the lowly mules who want to have fun and fight, unemployed strongmen and good-natured commoners go to kill their idle hours and teasing buddies. There are only simple, uncarved tables and the same guests in such rooms. , but if we are curious about the legend of the Invisible Legion, we can find out a lot here. Take, for example, the shunt named after Abdullah. They sing, talk, and then suddenly the Invisible Legion is mentioned. the restaurateur's demobilized guard, a certain Dane named Kvörens, who acquired citizenship and chronic malaria during his five-year service, but later led a sixty-two-year-old widowed restaurateur to the altar, and as the owner of the Abdullah bar, reached a serene old age. If he was in a good mood, and he himself settled among his old guests, because otherwise he did not make friends with the visitors of the room, they talked about the Invisible Legion at the urging of an old comrade or a more respectable pickpocket. Brison, who dismounted as a private and became a piper in Morocco, nodded and blew the smoke, while Kvörens spoke tersely about the case and stared somewhere in the distance, as if he saw the shadows appearing in the dust of the desert, blurring, the legion of ghosts marching... - Well. .. no matter what the bigots say, the Invisible Legion is true. I saw, with these two eyes... - It's also true - said a new settler, who will be sent off to the desert after a few days - that their leader is a general, but his head is missing? - I didn't notice that - answered Kvörens - , but it is very likely that it is so. the century runs from east to west, for about five hundred years, always parallel to the equator. They march twenty kilometers with ease, and when they reach the accursed plain of Ghidi on the western side of the Sahara, the column turns back and they go to the Egyptian border.and#34;

Csengőkert Kft.
Humor
176 pages
Binding: paperback
ISBN: 9786155476693
Author: Jenő Rejő
Year of publication: 2015