Letter · 1888

To A. S. Kiselev, 20 October 1888. Moscow.

А. С. КИСЕЛЕВУ, 20 октября 1888 г. Москва.

Headnote

1 Written from Moscow on 20 October 1888 to Aleksey Sergeyevich Kiselev, co-owner (with his wife Maria Vladimirovna Kiseleva) of the Babkino estate where the Chekhov family had summered. This letter is a health-and-conduct bulletin about the Kiselevs’ son "Finik," who was boarding with the Chekhovs in Moscow to attend school – the same boy, also called "Finik," who is the subject of the earlier notes to his mother of 17 and 23 September 1888 (letters 484 and 485). There Chekhov reassured the traveling Kiseleva about her son’s health from mother to mother; here he gives her husband a much longer, more detailed account of the same boy’s minor ailments, a health scare, his reluctance to write letters, and his good spirits, addressed "your Finik" (Вашего Финика). Do not confuse this "Finik" with the unrelated nickname of the same word used inside the Chekhov family itself in the 15 February 1888 letter to this same Kiselev (letter 377), where "Финик" denotes a Chekhov sibling, not the Kiselevs’ son – see that letter’s headnote for the distinction. This letter confirms the identification made in 485: Kiseleva’s boarding son is consistently called "Finik" by the Chekhov household, whether the bulletin goes to the mother or, as here, to the father.

2 The letter opens on a comic note, mock-diagnosing a run of trivial complaints (stomachache, a scratchy throat from shouting, a twinge under the breastbone) as "little lady-of-the-manor ailments" – Chekhov’s ironic phrase for fussy, minor symptoms, playing on his own medical training. He then narrates, at some length and with physician’s precision, a scare: Finik goes to bed early and silent one evening, wakes asking for water at 1 a.m., and by morning is running a 39C fever, prompting alarm from his mother and older sister (both staying in Moscow with him) and a mock-differential diagnosis of typhus or diphtheria from Chekhov – resolved comically when the cause turns out to be a kidney sauce eaten the day before, treated with castor oil, and the boy is fully recovered and boisterous by the next morning. A parade of a house cat balanced on the boy’s twitching stomach muscles ("the mine") and a visit from Finik’s form-master, Kozachkov, close out the anecdote. Chekhov then explains, gently and without irony, why Finik does not write his parents letters himself (inexperience, not neglect), reports that the boy has been marched out with his schoolmates to see the Tsar’s arrival in Moscow, and closes with praise for the boy’s sincerity and warm regards to the Babkino household.

20 October 1888. Moscow.
20 октября 1888 г. Москва.
20 Oct.
20 окт.
All is well, and things, if not excellent, are at any rate normal. Observing your Finik, I am coming more and more to the conviction that the Babkino climate, with its evening dampness, is bad for him. In Moscow he feels splendid. No cough, no fever. Only the little lady-of-the-manor ailments remain: now his tummy aches, now his throat itches from shouting, now there’s a twinge under the breastbone. Recently he gave me a dreadful fright. One fine evening he comes to me and wishes me good night. I look at the clock: only 8. I ask: why so early? He is glumly silent and goes off upstairs to his room. At one in the morning his mother appears before me and, with a mysteriously frightened look, announces that Seryozha just now asked for something to drink. I give orders that he not be let go to school in the morning. In the morning I go upstairs. Finik is lying under the blanket. His face is red, temperature 39. He speaks reluctantly, is listless, weak, complains of sleeplessness and headache. His mother is in terror, his sister looks at me with enormous eyes...
Всё обстоит благополучно, и дела если не превосходны, то во всяком случае нормальны. Наблюдая Вашего Финика, я всё более прихожу к убеждению, что бабкинский климат с его вечернею сыростью ему вреден. В Москве он чувствует себя великолепно. Ни кашля, ни жара. Остались одни только помещицкие болезни: то пузико болит, то в горле от крика чешется, то под ложечкой ломит. Недавно он перепугал меня ужасно. В один прекрасный вечер приходит он ко мне и желает спокойной ночи. Гляжу на часы: только 8. Спрашиваю: зачем так рано? Уныло молчит и идет к себе наверх. Во втором часу ночи ко мне является мать и с таинственно-испуганной миной заявляет мне, что Сережа сейчас просил пить. Я делаю распоряжение, чтобы утром его не пускали в гимназию. Утром прихожу наверх. Финик лежит под одеялом. Лицо красное, temper. 39°. Неохотно говорит, вял, слаб, жалуется на бессонницу и на головную боль. Мать в ужасе, сестра смотрит на меня громадными глазами...
Typhus? Diphtheria? I cross-examine Finik and his mother; it turns out that yesterday there was a kidney sauce for dinner. I give him castor oil... By evening my patient is already putting on the following performance: 36.5, a cat on his stomach; the muscles of his stomach jump and toss the cat about – this is called "the mine." In the morning Finik is already jumping and hanging around everyone’s neck, as if nothing had happened. The form-master Kozachkov turns up and, after playing the liberal with me a while, withdraws in peace.
Тиф? Дифтерит? Экзаменую Финика и мать; оказывается, что вчера был соус из почек. Даю касторки... Вечером мой больной уже изображает следующее? 36,5°, на животе кошка; мышцы живота прыгают и подбрасывают кошку – это называется миной. Утром Финик уже прыгает и вешается всем на шею, как ни в чем не бывало. Является классный наставник Козачков и, полиберальничав со мною, с миром удаляется.
There were no other horrors.
Других ужасов не было.
He does not write letters for the simple reason that he does not know how. Writing a letter is, for him, a feat. To write letters one must get used to it, and up to now, in his compositions, he has never once been independent and, like all first-year boys, has not dared go beyond copying.
Не пишет он писем по простой причине: не умеет. Написать письмо для него подвиг. Чтобы писать письма, нужно привыкнуть, а он до сих пор в своих писаниях не был ни разу самостоятелен и, как все первоклассники, не решался идти дальше копирования.
Right now they are expecting the Emperor in Moscow. All the university students, schoolboys, and schoolgirls have been driven out to the Kremlin. Which means Finik has been driven out too, which I am very glad of, though I know he will freeze. All sorts of excitements, exertions, and forced marches are good for him: they accustom him to independence and are good for his health.
Сейчас ждут в Москве государя. Всех студентов, гимназистов и гимназисток погнали в Кремль. Значит, погнали и Финика, чему я очень рад, хотя и знаю, что он озябнет. Всякие треволнения, усилия и форсированные марши для него полезны: приучают к самостоятельности и полезны для здоровья.
All my guests are delighted with Finik. The finest thing about him is his sincerity.
Все мои гости в восторге от Финика. Самое красивое в нем – это его искренность.
Bows to everyone. In haste.
Поклоны всем. Спешу.

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