Sergey Gusev-Orenburgsky

Name: The Russian Review
Author: Sergey Gusev-Orenburgsky

The Russian Review (1916)

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“The Russian Review”, published in 1916, is a work by Sergey Gusev-Orenburgsky. It explores elements such as peasant, bench and passport.

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Sergey Gusev-Orenburgsky, The Russian Review (1916)

“ The bearded peasant nodded again, his glance sterner than ever.
"How is it then?" said he. "No ticket, no money, no passport, and still you're going?"
The little peasant burst out laughing, like a child.
"Just so . . . Going . . . Started out at Chernigov . . . Part of the way on train, part on foot . . ."
"And sometimes astride a stick, eh?" said the black-haired official.
He burst out into contemptuous laughter, and again applied himself to the contemplation of the night landscape outside.
The peasant brightened up at once. ”

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Sergey Gusev-Orenburgsky, The Russian Review (1916)

“ As though I would . . .?"
"Where did you get on?" shouted the conductor, now thoroughly exasperated.
"On the last station, your Honor. May I never move from this spot . . . I lost the ticket, and my senses, too, I guess, so I hid under the bench."
The peasant attempted to twist his face into a pitiful smile, as though he himself considered the "incident" funny.
The controller was silent.
"It is not true. It is not true," the lady said with a coquettish smirk. "He's been in the car for a long time. How can you let them in . . . They might steal something, or murder somebody." ”

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Sergey Gusev-Orenburgsky, The Russian Review (1916)

“ The bearded peasant again shook his head in doubt and disapproval.
"Oh, they'll take me in."
"No, not without a passport. A man is not supposed to live without a passport. Only the dog lives without a passport. Well, the Turk too, I guess. But the Turk is the same as a dog, because he is of Turkish faith. And a Christian, a real Christian, can't live without a passport."
"But how're you going to get it?" The little peasant made a rapid, uneasy motion. "Take my case, for example. I am an awfully poor fellow; I guess nothing remains for me to do, except to die. Always hungry and poor. ”

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Sergey Gusev-Orenburgsky, The Russian Review (1916)

“ An official, with black hair and beard, dressed in full uniform, who was sitting by the window smoking a cigar, looked at the peasant with interest, and then turned away again.
"Are you a laborer?" continued the bearded peasant.
"No, I'm going to a new place. To Siberia. To live there."
"So-o!" The bearded peasant nodded several times. "But how can you expect to go so far without a ticket?"
"Just as God wills."
"So you haven't got any money, either, have you?"
"Lord, no! What do I want money for? Money's nothing. I can earn it, if I get work. ”

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Sergey Gusev-Orenburgsky, The Russian Review (1916)

“ The bearded peasant continued to express his astonishment. "The police will bring you back. And you'll see enough of prison yet for your unruliness."
"People say they don't send you back. A soldier was in our village some time ago,—an experienced fellow. Well, he used to say that there are places in Siberia about which the authorities don't know anything at all. There's a great big swamp. So big, it's, say, a thousand versts. You can't go through it on foot, or on horseback. Nobody can get through, except a squirrel or a hare, it's such an awful swamp. ”

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Sergey Gusev-Orenburgsky, The Russian Review (1916)

“ Isn't there a separate car for peasants? Get along, get along, now!"
She took out a lace handkerchief, and carried it to her pretty, little nose, as if she were being suffocated by some very unpleasant odor. ”

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Sergey Gusev-Orenburgsky, The Russian Review (1916)

“ First the peasant tried the bench behind the door, but his glance met the stern face belonging to an individual of the retired Captain's rank, who filled two benches with himself and his personal belongings. The look with which the retired Captain greeted the peasant was so stern, that he hurried along through the crowded car. Pausing before another bench, he addressed a lady who was lounging on it comfortably, a shawl thrown over her shoulders, and a book in her hands.
"Lady, won't you please let a poor man sit down here? Won't you please move your feet away a little?" ”

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Sergey Gusev-Orenburgsky, The Russian Review (1916)

“ Every crow in the woods has at least a nest of its own, and I haven't even that. I'm living in my brother's house. And when he comes home from the army, he'll want it for himself. Then I'll have to live in the street, with my little children . ”

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