Rita Boutros

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436 appearances 1 recordings 1 series first heard Jul 2026 last heard 23 Jul

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Through the Looking Glass · Coffee Break Collection 026 - It's a Small World - Various · 23 Jul 2026 podcast

No, you might be safe this minute if we could have trusted you to go back and be quiet.

But we know you would have waked the whole tribe to ask questions of what we were about, and they would have followed us.

From what Lobka and Savorovich spoke of after this, Riga learnt they were bound on a journey to some distant point and were racing to reach it against the storm.

Further than that he learnt nothing, for he was too sleepy now to be inquisitive, and carefully sheltered by his companions, he soon lost all consciousness of even his own fat little person.

An Arctic winter storm on the Great Tundra?

Do you know what that means?

Fancy three of the worst snowstorms that ever you have seen taking place at one and the same time, the fierce, icy bitter wind roaring and sweeping with terrible force across an endless plain.

The air blinding, sight impossible, and you will know why Lopka and Savorovich and even Riga gazed often and anxiously at the clouds throughout the following day.

With eyes and ears always on the alert, and well on the alert at that, our little saint thought he heard now and then strange sounds of great distant winds nearing them, and at last he began to discover that

however as he peered upwards the thick look in the air that tells that snow is on the way.

The wind is rising, said Riga, you ought to take me home.

But though he wished to cry, he kept his tears back bravely.

Suddenly he cried out The storm.

And it was the storm, the great Arctic storm, coming all at once, blinding and thick, borne on the wind, and sweeping over the ground as if it never meant to stop or rest there.

We can go no further, cried Saborovich, we too shall be lost.

Don't despair, little brother, said Lopka, but at the same time turning away his face.

Here the alert little Riga lifted his fat face to tell them that he had for some time heard the ocean, and that just as the snow appeared he had seen a volcano in the ground.

Perhaps from these signs they could tell where they were.

The roaring of the tempest was so terrible that it was now impossible to distinguish the sound of the waves, but when Riga was questioned as to his volcano and could only answer that he had seen smoke coming directly from the ground in a certain direction, Savorovich exclaimed aloud, and springing out of the sledge ran a few feet from them.

Following the sound of his voice, Riga and Lapka found him on his knees, with his head bent above a black pipe setting a little above the earth.

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