Thaddeus Kosciuszko

The NBC University of the Air, a public service of the National Broadcasting Company and its affiliated independent station, presents another chapter in the historical series, We Came This Way. Today's story, today's costushco, Poland in 1774, after the first partition. Like three-efficient surgeons, Prussia, Russia and Austria have done their work well. Now the amputations are

accomplished, and Poland is a body with a beating heart but no limbs. It is a torso mutilated externally and diseased internally, for the nobles have planted their buted feet upon the backs of the serp whose bare feet are planted in the black Polish soil. This is a land of talus and shovel, of master and slaves, of

of death but and despite. This is Poland in 1774. To the villa of a provincial governor, a young soldier comes courting. A handsome young soldier, a captain of artillery, adept in military engineering and the art of fortification.

A young man with certain political ideas in his head, and non-political ideas in his heart at the moment. This is Anjay Tareus Bonaventura-Kosusco. No. Ludvica? Yes, Baloch. You know what I'm about to say? Yes.

But say it anyway. But if you know... A lot of days you are a soldier. But must you look for logic even from a woman? No. Ludvica, I love you. You say it very simply.

But I mean it very sincerely. I... I ask you to be my wife. Will you look, Zika? You need my answer. No. No, my dear. I see it in your eyes. Padeusch, I alone cannot say yes.

My father. I know. I'll talk to him now. I... I'm afraid. Padeusch is a stubborn man, certainly his ways. So am I, my dear. Countess Nossi, what is it, Captain? I request an interview. Well, me.