Letter · 1890

To the Chekhovs, 25 May 1890. Mariinsk.

ЧЕХОВЫМ, 25 мая 1890 г. Мариинск.

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Chekhov wrote this brief letter to his sister, Maria Pavlovna Chekhova, on 25 May 1890 from Marinsk, a small town on the road between Tomsk and Irkutsk, during the overland leg of his journey across Siberia to the penal colony on Sakhalin Island. The letter is one of a run of short dispatches he sent home describing the trip’s practicalities rather than its purpose, and it belongs to the earliest, most makeshift stretch of the crossing, before he had settled into any fixed traveling rhythm.

The content is almost entirely logistical and physical: the turn of the season (green fields, birdsong, a cold squall after a fine morning), the change in terrain after Tomsk (forest and ravines replacing open plain), and a small comic set-piece about his gear — abandoning his cumbersome suitcase in Tomsk, buying a flimsy replacement, then describing the springless open carriage (with a folding top) he purchased for 130 rubles, built for lying flat rather than sitting, because the road is too rough for a sprung vehicle. He closes with a wry note that he has had to ford water twice already that day and will have to swim (or wade) a further four versts that night, then a short sign-off and his family nickname signature, "Antoine." The letter ends with the address panel from the envelope: the return/destination city (Sumy, in Kharkov Province, where the Chekhov family had a rented dacha that summer) and the addressee’s name.

25 May 1890. Marinsk.
25 мая 1890 г. Мариинск.
Marinsk (en route from Tomsk to Irkutsk).
г. Мариинск (по пути от Томска к Иркутску).
Spring is beginning; the field is turning green, the trees are coming into leaf, cuckoos are singing and even nightingales. It was a fine morning today, but at 10 o’clock a cold wind rose and rain fell. Before Tomsk it was plain, after Tomsk came forests, ravines and so on.
Весна начинается; поле зеленеет, деревья распускаются, поют кукушки и даже соловьи. Было сегодня прекрасное утро, но в 10 часов подул холодный ветер и пошел дождь. До Томска была равнина, после Томска пошли леса, овраги и проч.
I left my poor suitcase behind in Tomsk for its bulkiness, and in its place bought, for 16 rubles (!), some sort of nonsense that flattens itself slavishly against the bottom of the cart. You may boast everywhere now that we have a carriage. In Tomsk I bought for 130 rubles a coach with a folding top and so on, but of course without springs, for Siberia does not recognize springs. There is no seat, the floor is flat and large, one can stretch out full length. Now it is very comfortable to travel: I fear neither wind nor rain. I only wait for the axle to break, for the road is abominable. My swimmings have no end: this morning I swam twice, and at night I will have to swim 4 versts. I am alive and perfectly well.
Чемодан свой бедный оставил в Томске на поселении за его громоздкость, а вместо него купил за 16 р. (!) какую-то чепуху, которая рабски распластывается на дне повозки. Вы можете везде теперь хвастать, что у нас есть экипаж. В Томске купил за 130 р. коляску с откидным верхом и проч., но, конечно, без рессор, ибо Сибирь рессор не признает. Сиденья нет, дно ровное, большое, можно вытянуться во весь рост. Теперь ехать очень удобно: не боюсь ни ветра, ни дождя. Только жду, что ось сломается, ибо дорога отвратительная. Плаваниям моим нет конца: утром плавал два раза да ночью придется плыть 4 версты. Я жив и совершенно здоров.
Keep well.
Будьте здоровы.
Your Antoine.
Ваш Antoine.
On the reverse:
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