Letter · 1888

To Al. P. Chekhov, 18–24 April 1888. Moscow.

Ал. П. ЧЕХОВУ, Между 18 и 24 апреля 1888 г. Москва.

Headnote

1 Written from Moscow between 18 and 24 April 1888 to Chekhov’s older brother Alexander Pavlovich Chekhov, who at the time managed some of Chekhov’s practical affairs in Petersburg, including dealings with the publisher Alexei Suvorin’s bookshop.

2 A blistering, mock-furious scolding letter. Chekhov opens by mocking his brother for mishandling a small sum of money and for deferring to the shop rather than simply printing his story collection "Twilight." He then vents at length about Suvorin’s bookshop failing to stock his book despite demand, and pointedly takes the matter out of his brother’s hands, saying he will deal with the agency himself. He mentions that their father ("the old man") will soon be in Moscow and jokes about having him run Alexander off. He asks pointed medical questions about the illness of a woman referred to by initials, A. I., wondering whether a suspected abscess is liver-related and pressing for a real diagnosis in place of the tuberculosis one already given. He closes with travel news – the family’s move south to the Lintvaryov estate near Sumy on 5 May, his brother Mikhail’s departure, and his plan to write only minor work over the summer – before signing off with a mock-punitive close and a comic pseudonym, "Blagorodnov" ("Mr. Noble-Man").

3 Disambiguate section 5 from section 6: "the old man" (Старичина) in section 5 is a third party (their father) whom Chekhov jokes will discipline the addressee – it is not a direct address to the brother. In section 6, "A. I." is a separate third party, a woman whose illness is under discussion (feminine verb forms in the Russian make clear the patient is female); she is not the addressee and not the same person as "the old man." Keep both references distinct from the letter’s addressee, Alexander P. Chekhov, who is the "you" throughout the scolding passages.

Between 18 and 24 April 1888. Moscow.
Между 18 и 24 апреля 1888 г. Москва.
Pillar of malice! Oh, Judas-like villainy!
Столп злобы! О, иудино окаянство!
In the first place, you were a fool not to keep 7 of the 13 roubles for yourself; in the second place, it’s not the shop’s business to reason, and it’s not your business to ask the shop’s advice about whether it’s time to print "Twilight" or not. It is time to print it.
Во-первых, ты глупо сделал, что из 13 р. не взял себе 7; во-вторых, магазин не должен рассуждать, а ты не должен советоваться с ним о том, пора или не пора печатать "Сумерки". Печатать их пора.
As for M. Suvorin’s answer, it’s rubbish. Coming back from Petersburg, I didn’t find my book at a single station; the other day I was at the Nizhny Novgorod station and didn’t see it there either. Young ladies complain there’s nowhere to get hold of my book. A certain man, a close acquaintance, went into Suvorin’s shop (at the end of March or the beginning of April) to buy the book and was told, "No! No!" While he was there, another man came in for the same thing and got the same answer... So who’s right – I, or your "office of counterfeiting"? I hereby relieve you, this once, of having to explain yourself to the agency either in writing or in person. I’ll speak to them myself, and you keep quiet... There is savage disorder in Suvorin’s book trade... This won’t do. My book is selling well – that is, the demand for it is great – and there’s nowhere to get it... The devil knows what’s going on!
Что касается ответа М. Суворина, то он штаны. Возвращаясь из Питера, я не нашел своей книги ни на одной станции; на днях был на Нижегородском вокзале и тоже не видел. Барышни жалуются, что негде достать мою книгу. Один человек, очень знакомый, придя в магазин Суворина (в конце марта или в начале апреля) купить книгу, получил в ответ –"нет! нет!" При нем пришел другой за тем же и получил тот же ответ... Кто же прав? Я или ваша "контора контрафакции"? Я увольняю тебя на сей раз от письменного и устного объяснения с контрагентством. Поговорю сам, а ты молчи... В книжной торговле Суворина беспорядки свирепые... Так нельзя. Книга моя идет хорошо, т. е. требования на нее большие, а достать негде... Чёрт знает что!
The old man has promised to be in Moscow this week. I’ll ask him to chase you out, you blockhead. You’ve stunk up the whole paper.
Старичина обещал быть в Москве на этой неделе. Попрошу его, чтобы прогнал тебя, болвана. Ты провонял всю газету.
Is it really impossible to get at the truth about A. I.’s illness? That she has an abscess somewhere, I already knew back when Kiokh diagnosed tuberculosis. If the abscess is in the liver, then what kind of abscess is it? Isn’t it from a stone that lodged on its way out and blocked one of the ducts in the liver’s parenchyma? Has A. I. suffered from liver colic before?
Неужели нельзя добиться правды в болезни А И? Что у нее нарыв где-то, я знал еще тогда, когда Киох определил бугорчатку. Если нарыв в печени, то какой это нарыв? Не от камня ли, остановившегося на пути и закупорившего собою один из ductus’ов в паренхиме печенки? Страдала ли А И раньше печеночными коликами?
On 5 May our caravan sets off south for "the town of Sumy, Kharkov province, the estate of A. V. Lintvaryova." Mishka left today. In the next few days I’m finishing a story for the "Northern Herald"... From May to September I won’t write anything substantial. I’ll take up small work, which I miss doing.
5 мая наш караван двигается на юг в "г. Сумы Харьк губ., усадьба А. В. Линтваревой". Мишка сегодня уехал. На днях оканчиваю повесть для "Сев вестника"... С мая по сентябрь не буду писать ничего крупного. Займусь мелкой работой, по коей скучаю.
There’s money for the journey, but what we’ll eat in Sumy I don’t know... I’ll go fishing and feed my aged parents on the catch.
Деньги на проезд есть, а что будем кушать в Сумах про то не знаю... Буду ловить рыбу и ею питать своих престарелых родителей.
Take off your trousers and give yourself a whipping. I remain displeased with you,
Сними штаны и высеки себя. Остаюсь недовольный тобою
Blagorodnov.
Благороднов.

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