The Interlopers by Saki

First a bit from the author, Saki. It sounds like a pet's name but surely that was not the intention. The real name of the author is H.H Munro. He was born in Myanmar (look it up in the atlas for more information), just for the record Myanmar is one of the poorest countries in the world. Let's continue with Saki, he was raised in England. He joined the Indian Imperial Police, just like his father did. In India and Burma he learned a lot and perhaps form there he took the pen name Saki.

"The Interlopers"

This story takes place in the Carpathians around the nineteenth century. More precisely in a forest at night during winter.

The story tells about a pair of foolish men, one called Ulrich von Gradwitz and the other Georg Znaeym. Both of them were fightintg for just some acres of forest. Each one thought that the forest belonged to them, so one cold night they went to survey for some "game"(Mr. Crow: Guessing its human game...).
This feud had exsited for like... three GENERATIONS. So that would mean that their grandgrandparents fought for that forest and didn't even solve it.

Georg and Ulrich don't even know why they are fighting for a bunch of trees that caught them that night.

It's just the classical scene. Both men staring at each other with shotgun eyes and suddenly a tree fell down and trapped BOTH under it. Again the pair of men start pouting and throwing a childish tantrum. Some time after Ulrich offered Georg a bit of wine, and Georg proudly rejected it because he didn't drink with his enemy.

Ulrich felt pity for Georg at that certain moment. So he Ulrich starts to reason and thinks: "Oh, why have we fought for many many years and hated each other so much and had severe stomach aches beacuse I saw him the other day at the market... wait a moment I really dunno why..."

Ulrich offers his friendship to Georg, but somehow Georg is a bit more proud, superb and selfish. He doesn't want to accept but again he thinks " Maybe he's right and we shouldn't fight anymore, but how come our neighbors will see us entering the market together... the problem is that there will be no market if I die under this tree." Finally Georg agrees.

They try to shout as their men were supposedly near but there was no human answer but an animal like. A pack of wolves were aproaching.

We dunno how the story ends but Mr. Crow wrote an ending.

The pack of wolves aproached slowly and silently, their paws were sharp. Ulrich could see how they were nosing around them but always at a safe distance.
Georg was shivering with cold and fear. Georg soon became palid and his eyes soon were dimmed by the unstoppable fate.
The pack of wolves suddenly left as the odor of death was pestilent. Ulrich shouted desperately at his new friend but old enemy. Days passed by and there was no signal of their men. The wine flask was empty and there was no provisions left. Ulrich was starving to death and as a matter of fact winter had reached its coldest point.
The forest was the only witness of the dreadful twist of destiny. The piece of land the both families had fought for, were now the cemetery of its conciliators.