While he was active in the Changbai area, Commander Kim
Il Sung once stayed at a hamlet
called Jicheng. There he happened to get to know a hired farm hand called Kim
Wol Yong. This man was honest by nature, but had remained a bachelor into his
thirties because he was rootless and no family wanted to have him as a
son-in-law.
One
night Kim Il Sung lay wide awake, his heart going out to the youngster in
shabby clothes and with bruised, gnarled hands.
“I want to ask a favour of you,” he said, on departure, to the owner
of his lodging, old Jang. “I spent a sleepless night, thinking about Kim Wol
Yong. I want the old villagers to cooperate in getting him married.”
The old man agreed.
The
old villagers kept their promise. Through their good offices, the bachelor
married a girl from another district in Shibadaogou. Her father said he was
keen to have a man valued so highly by the General.
Informed
of this, Kim Il Sung told his unit’s quartermaster to send choice fabrics and
foodstuffs for the wedding.
“Do
you really mean we must send wedding materials?” asked the quartermaster after
some hesitation.
“Sure.
Don’t you agree?”
“No,
not really. You know how many of our comrades fell in battle after receiving
only a bowl of rice at their wedding!”
“My heart also bleeds, just to think of it. But look, Hae San!
Should we allow other people to marry as miserably as we did? … We are young
Koreans who have taken up arms, determined to restore the nation. Could we not
provide a good wedding table just for one man?”
Immediately
the quartermaster left for Jicheng with the wedding materials, and returned
that day.
This story spread like wildfire throughout
west Jiandao.
In late May the following year, while preparing to march into Pochonbo in
the homeland, Kim Il Sung again visited Jicheng. He stopped at the home of Kim
Wol Yong, and expressed his wish for the happiness of the couple.
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