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Letters of Anton Chekhov (Tchekhov) - Penn State University

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<strong>Letters</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Anton</strong> <strong>Chekhov</strong> to His Family and Friends with biographical sketchWhile he was at Nice France was in the throes <strong>of</strong> the Dreyfusaffair. <strong>Chekhov</strong> began studying the Dreyfus and Zola cases fromshorthand notes, and becoming convinced <strong>of</strong> the innocence <strong>of</strong> both,wrote a heated letter to Suvorin, which led to a coolness betweenthem.He spent March, 1898, in Paris. He sent three hundred and nineteenvolumes <strong>of</strong> French literature from Paris to the public library atTaganrog.The lateness <strong>of</strong> the spring in Russia forced <strong>Chekhov</strong> to remain inParis till May, when he returned to Melihovo. Melihovo became gayand lively on his arrival. Visitors began coming again; he was ashospitable as ever, but he was quieter, no longer jested as in the past,and perhaps owing to his illness talked little. But he still took asmuch pleasure in his roses.After a comparatively good summer there came days <strong>of</strong> continualrain, and on the 14th <strong>of</strong> September <strong>Chekhov</strong> went away to Yalta.He had to choose between Nice and Yalta. He did not want to goabroad, and preferred the Crimea, reckoning that he might possiblyseize an opportunity to pay a brief visit to Moscow, where his playswere to appear at the Art Theatre. His choice did not disappointhim. That autumn in Yalta was splendid; he felt well there, and theprogress <strong>of</strong> his disease led him to settle in Yalta permanently.<strong>Chekhov</strong> obtained a piece <strong>of</strong> land at Autka, and the same autumnbegan building. He spent whole days superintending the building.Stone and plaster was brought, Turks and Tatars dug the groundand laid the foundation, while he planted little trees and watchedwith fatherly anxiety every new shoot on them. Every stone, everytree there is eloquent <strong>of</strong> <strong>Chekhov</strong>’s creative energy. That same autumnhe bought the little property <strong>of</strong> Kutchuka. It was twenty-fourmiles from Yalta, and attracted him by its wildness and primitivebeauty. To reach it one had to drive along the road at a giddy height.He began once more dreaming and drawing plans. The possiblefuture began to take a different shape to him now, and he was alreadydreaming <strong>of</strong> moving from Melihovo, farming and gardeningand living there as in the country. He wanted to have hens, cows, ahorse and donkeys, and, <strong>of</strong> course, all <strong>of</strong> this would have been quitepossible and might have been realized if he had not been slowly26

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