Stories · 1883

Ober-Verkhi, or, The Height of Credulity

Обер-верхи верх легковерия

Headnote

1 This squib appeared in 1883, in one of the small humor weeklies Chekhov was filling almost weekly at the time under his early pseudonyms. The title is itself a joke before the piece even begins: Обер-верхи (“Ober-Verkhi”) apes the mock-German, faux-official mastheads that Russian comic journalism liked to hang over a column of oddities and news-in-brief, while верх легковерия – “the height of credulity” – names, flatly, what the item is actually about. Chekhov is signaling a genre before the reader has read a word: this is a filler item, the kind of one-paragraph curiosity a newspaper runs among its miscellany, and he is about to show exactly how much mischief that innocuous form can carry.

The item itself is a single invented news report, presented deadpan and without commentary. A prosperous landowner in the provincial town of T. – Chekhov’s stock cipher for anywhere and nowhere – shoots himself over a line in an almanac predicting a bad harvest, and leaves behind a suicide note that treats the almanac’s forecast as settled fact. Chekhov supplies no narrator’s judgment on the story at all; the "height of credulity" of the subtitle is left for the reader to supply, watching a man take his own life on the authority of a popular calendar’s crop prediction.

The piece belongs to a small cluster of early sketches that trade in exactly this kind of dry mock-reportage – the newspaper item as ready-made absurdist form, requiring no invention beyond a straight face and a fatal literalism. It is slight by design: two sentences of setup, one letter, and the joke is already over. What makes it recognizably Chekhov rather than merely a comic filler is the total absence of editorializing – the credulity is never named as folly, only staged, and the reader is left to measure the distance between the almanac’s casual prediction and the man’s response to it.

THE HEIGHT OF CREDULITY
ВЕРХ ЛЕГКОВЕРИЯ
The other day, in the town of T., a landowner named K., a local bigwig, a wealthy family man, shot himself. The bullet went in through the mouth and lodged in the brain. In the unfortunate man’s breast pocket a letter was found, reading as follows: “I have just read in the almanac that there will be no harvest this year. A failed harvest will bring me to bankruptcy. Not wishing to live to see such disgrace, I take my own life beforehand, and ask that no one be blamed for my death.”
На днях в Т. застрелился землевладелец К., местный воротила, человек богатый и семейный. Пуля была пущена в рот и засела в мозгу. В боковом кармане несчастного было найдено письмо следующего содержания: "Сейчас я прочел в календаре, что в этом году не будет урожая. Неурожай принесет мне банкротство. Не желая доживать до такого позора, я заранее лишаю себя жизни и прошу никого не винить в моей смерти".

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