Letter · 1889

To N. A. Leikin, 21 February 1889. Moscow.

Н. А. ЛЕЙКИНУ, 21 февраля 1889 г. Москва.

Headnote

1 Written from Moscow on 21 February 1889 to the publisher and humorist Nikolai Alexandrovich Leikin, editor of "Oskolki" ("Splinters"), a frequent and familiar correspondent. Chekhov opens by excusing himself for having left Petersburg without saying goodbye to Leikin in person, half-jokingly asking him to imagine himself fleeing to understand why.

2 He turns to news of the season: mock congratulations on Lent, cabbage, and boredom, with spring and dacha season approaching; he envies Leikin his own settled country place, having still to find and fret over one himself. He then reports on money: "Ivanov" together with the farce "The Bear" brought him nearly a thousand roubles, with two or three hundred more expected from the Society of Dramatic Writers, but he reflects that though playwriting pays well, the restless life of a playwright – ovations, backstage anxieties, sharp swings of success and failure – does not suit his temperament, and he doubts he will ever become a proper dramatist, preferring the smoother path of prose fiction.

3 Domestic and business odds and ends follow: he lacks a copy of Leikin’s play "The Fireman’s Godfather" for his collection (the copy Leikin had sent him having since been passed on to the impresario Korsh) and Leikin’s new book; he asks when Leikin will next be in Moscow; and he notes, on the subject of "Motley Stories," that he has asked the printer Golike to settle accounts with him no earlier than 1 April.

4 The letter closes on a lighter, more personal note: Chekhov asks after Leikin’s dachshunds, half-jokingly regretting that he did not beat Leikin to Khudekov’s in order to take one of the puppies himself, and imagines Leikin’s own dogs, Rogulka and her mate, indignant and squabbling at the dachshunds’ presence. He sends regards to Leikin’s wife Praskovya Nikiforovna, to their son Fedya, and to the Khudekovs, praising Khudekov’s wife as very agreeable, offers a blessing, and mentions in passing that he is having sour cabbage for supper that evening, before signing off.

21 February 1889. Moscow.
21 февраля 1889 г. Москва.
21 Feb.
21 февр.
Dearest Nikolai Alexandrovich, I fled Petersburg without saying goodbye to you. This is, of course, not entirely polite on my part, but if you try to picture yourself in flight, you will understand why I did not call on you.
Добрейший Николай Александрович, я бежал из Питера, не простившись с Вами. Это, конечно, не совсем вежливо с моей стороны, но если Вы постараетесь вообразить себя бегущим, то поймете, почему я у Вас не побывал.
Well now, I congratulate you on the Great Fast, on cabbage, and on tedium. Soon it will be spring and time to go to the dacha. You are a lucky man! You have a corner of your own, while I still have to go looking and spoil a good deal of blood over it. By all appearances spring will come early, and the summer will be warm.
Ну-с, поздравляю Вас с великим постом, с капустой и со скукой. Скоро весна и на дачу ехать. Вы счастливец! у Вас есть свой угол, а мне нужно еще искать и портить много крови. По всем видимостям, весна будет ранняя, а лето теплое.
"Ivanov," together with "The Bear," brought me a thousand roubles, or a thousand less a few. And from the Society of Dramatic Writers I ought to get another two or three hundred. Writing plays is profitable, but being a playwright is a restless business and not to my character. For ovations, backstage alarms, successes and failures, I am not suited, for my soul is lazy and cannot endure sharp rises and falls in temperature. The smooth, unrough path of the fiction-writer seems to my inner eye far more agreeable and warm. That is why a decent playwright will hardly ever come of me.
"Иванов" купно с "Медведем" дал мне тысячу или тысячу без нескольких рублей. Да из Общества драматических писателей придется получить сотни две или три. Писать пьесы выгодно, но быть драматургом беспокойно и мне не по характеру. Для оваций, закулисных тревог, успехов и неуспехов я не гожусь, ибо душа моя ленива и не выносит резких повышений и понижений температуры. Гладкое и не шероховатое поприще беллетриста представляется моим душевным очам гораздо симпатичнее и теплее. Вот почему из меня едва ли когда-нибудь выйдет порядочный драматург.
I do not have your "The Fireman’s Godfather," and it would not be amiss to have it for my collection. Nor do I have your new book. The copy of "The Fireman’s Godfather" that you sent me has been given to Korsh and no longer belongs to me.
У меня нет Вашего "Пожарного кума", а для коллекции не мешало бы иметь его. Нет и новой Вашей книги. Экземпляр "Пожарного кума", присланный Вами мне, отдан Коршу и принадлежит теперь не мне.
Will you be coming to the city of Moscow? In what week?
Приедете ли Вы в град Москву? На какой неделе?
As for "Motley Stories." I have asked Golike to settle accounts with me no earlier than the 1st of April.
Насчет "Пестрых рассказов". Я просил у Голике рассчитаться со мной не раньше 1-го апреля.
How are your dachshunds getting on? How I regret not having called on Khudekov before you did, and taken a dachshund from him! True, it would not have been a very friendly thing to do, but the dogs are so dear that one might even take the sin upon one’s soul. I can just imagine how displeased Rogulka and her spouse are at the dachshunds’ presence! Squabbling, I’d wager?
Как живут Ваши таксы? Как я жалею, что не побывал у Худекова раньше Вас и не взял у него такса! Правда, я поступил бы не по-приятельски, но ведь собаки такие милые, что можно даже грех на душу взять. Воображаю, как недовольны присутствием таксов Рогулька и ее супруг! Грызутся небось?
Give my regards to Praskovya Nikiforovna, to Fedya, and to the Khudekovs. Khudekov’s wife is a very agreeable woman. May the heavens keep you in good health. This evening I am having sour cabbage.
Поклонитесь Прасковье Никифоровне, Феде и Худековым. Жена Худекова очень симпатичная женщина. Будьте здравый небесами хранимы. Сегодня вечером у меня кислая капуста.

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