Letter · 1890

To A. N. Pleshcheyev, 20 June 1890. Amur, parokhod "Ermak".

А. Н. ПЛЕЩЕЕВУ, 20 июня 1890 г. Амур, пароход "Ермак".

Headnote

Dating and addressee. 20 June 1890, written aboard the steamer "Yermak" while descending the Amur River, during Chekhov’s overland and river journey across Siberia to the penal colony on Sakhalin Island (he departed Moscow in late April 1890 and would reach Sakhalin in early July). The addressee is Alexey Nikolaevich Plescheev (1825–1893), poet, translator, and at this date the literary editor of Severny vestnik ("The Northern Herald"), one of Chekhov’s regular correspondents and an older friend/mentor figure in the literary world. The letter carries an envelope-address block (the Russian source marks this "На обороте:" / "On the reverse:") addressed to Plescheev at a Warsaw-line railway station outside Moscow, confirming this was mailed rather than merely drafted.

A short, high-spirited travel note. Chekhov reports the end of the overland (horse-drawn) leg of the journey and his relief at returning to ordinary comforts — clean linen, a washed face, boots put away — joking that "the Moscow rogue has turned back into a gentleman." He describes the steamer’s vibration making writing difficult, calls the Amur’s banks beautiful but too wild/empty for his taste, and reflects on having just crossed Transbaikalia, which he calls "a superb region," coining the line that Siberian poetry begins at Lake Baikal while everything before it was prose. The letter closes with an embrace and bows to Plescheev’s family, signed "Yours, A. Chekhov," followed by a repeated date and the envelope address.

20 June 1890. The Amur, steamer "Yermak."
20 июня 1890 г. Амур, пароход "Ермак".
Hello! I am sending you, my dear fellow, a greeting from a first-class cabin of the steamer "Yermak." I am sailing down the Amur. My journey by horse has ended; the big boots have been put away, my mug has been washed, my linen changed, and the Moscow rogue has turned back into a gentleman. The steamer shakes, it is hard to write... The banks of the Amur are beautiful, but too wild — I have had enough of empty country.
Здравствуйте! Посылаю Вам, дорогой мой, привет из каюты I класса парохода "Ермак". Плыву по Амуру. Путешествие мое на лошадях кончилось; большие сапоги заключены под спуд, рожа вымыта, белье переменено, и московский жулик преобразился в барина. Пароход дрожит, трудно писать... Берега Амура красивы, но слишком дики, мне же безлюдье надоело.
I am still under the impression of Transbaikalia, which I have just crossed: a superb region. Generally speaking, Siberian poetry begins at Baikal; before Baikal it was all prose. I embrace you. My deep bows to your family.
Нахожусь под впечатлением Забайкалья, которое я проехал: превосходный край. Вообще говоря, от Байкала начинается сибирская поэзия, до Байкала же была проза. Обнимаю Вас. Кланяюсь низко Вашим.
Yours, A. Chekhov.
20 June.
20 июнь.
On the reverse:
На обороте:
railway line
железной дороге

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