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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 sketchTO A. S. SUVORIN.SUMY, MADAME LINTVARYOV’S ESTATE, May 30, 1888.… I am staying on the bank <strong>of</strong> the Psyol, in the lodge <strong>of</strong> an oldsignorial estate. I took the place without seeing it, trusting to luck,and have not regretted it so far. The river is wide and deep, withplenty <strong>of</strong> islands, <strong>of</strong> fish and <strong>of</strong> crayfish. The banks are beautiful,well-covered with grass and trees. And best <strong>of</strong> all, there is so muchspace that I feel as if for my one hundred roubles I have obtained aright to live on an expanse <strong>of</strong> which one can see no end. Nature andlife here is built on the pattern now so old-fashioned and rejectedby magazine editors. Nightingales sing night and day, dogs bark inthe distance, there are old neglected gardens, sad and poetical estatesshut up and deserted where live the souls <strong>of</strong> beautiful women;old footmen, relics <strong>of</strong> serfdom, on the brink <strong>of</strong> the grave; youngladies longing for the most conventional love. In addition to allthese things, not far from me there is even such a hackneyed clicheas a water-mill (with sixteen wheels), with a miller, and his daughterwho always sits at the window, apparently waiting for someone. Allthat I see and hear now seems familiar to me from old novels andfairy-tales. The only thing that has something new about it is amysterious bird, which sits somewhere far away in the reeds, andnight and day makes a noise that sounds partly like a blow on anempty barrel and partly like the mooing <strong>of</strong> a cow shut up in a barn.Every Little Russian has seen this bird in the course <strong>of</strong> his life, buteveryone describes it differently, which means that no one has seenit …. Every day I row to the mill, and in the evening I go to theislands to fish with fishing maniacs from the Haritovenko factory.Our conversations are sometimes interesting. On the eve <strong>of</strong> WhitSunday all the maniacs will spend the night on the islands and fishall night; I, too. There are some splendid types.My hosts have turned out to be very nice and hospitable people.It is a family worth studying. It consists <strong>of</strong> six members. The oldmother, a very kind, rather flabby woman who has had sufferingenough in her life; she reads Schopenhauer and goes to church tohear the Song <strong>of</strong> Praise; she conscientiously studies every number <strong>of</strong>78

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