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    Marie by Alexander Pushkin - Delphi Classics (Illustrated)
    Marie by Alexander Pushkin - Delphi Classics (Illustrated)
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    This eBook features the unabridged text of ‘Marie by Alexander Pushkin - Delphi Classics (Illustrated)’ from the bestselling edition of ‘The Collected Works of Alexander Pushkin’.

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    Release dateJul 17, 2017
    ISBN9781788776622
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      Marie by Alexander Pushkin - Delphi Classics (Illustrated) - Alexander Pushkin

      The Works of

      ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

      VOLUME 9 OF 24

      Marie

      Parts Edition

      By Delphi Classics, 2014

      Version 1

      COPYRIGHT

      ‘Marie’

      Alexander Pushkin: Parts Edition (in 24 parts)

      First published in the United Kingdom in 2017 by Delphi Classics.

      © Delphi Classics, 2017.

      All rights reserved.  No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without the prior permission in writing of the publisher, nor be otherwise circulated in any form other than that in which it is published.

      ISBN: 978 1 78877 662 2

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      Delphi Publishing Ltd

      Hastings, East Sussex

      United Kingdom

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      Alexander Pushkin: Parts Edition

      This eBook is Part 9 of the Delphi Classics edition of Alexander Pushkin in 24 Parts. It features the unabridged text of Marie from the bestselling edition of the author’s Collected Works. Having established their name as the leading publisher of classic literature and art, Delphi Classics produce publications that are individually crafted with superior formatting, while introducing many rare texts for the first time in digital print. Our Parts Editions feature original annotations and illustrations relating to the life and works of Alexander Pushkin, as well as individual tables of contents, allowing you to navigate eBooks quickly and easily.

      Visit here to buy the entire Parts Edition of Alexander Pushkin or the Collected Works of Alexander Pushkin in a single eBook.

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      ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

      IN 24 VOLUMES

      Parts Edition Contents

      The Poetry

      1, Short Poems

      2, The Fountain of Bakhchisaray

      3, The Gipsies

      4, Poltava

      5, The Bronze Horseman

      6, Ruslan and Lyudmila

      The Verse Novel

      7, Eugene Onegin

      The Short Stories and Unfinished Novels

      8, Peter the Great’s Negro

      9, Marie

      10, The Shot

      11, The Snowstorm

      12, The Undertaker

      13, The Postmaster

      14, Mistress Into Maid

      15, The Queen of Spades

      16, Kirdjali

      17, The Captain’s Daughter

      18, Egyptian Nights

      19, Dubrovsky

      The Plays

      20, Boris Godunov

      21, The Stone Guest

      22, Mozart and Salieri

      The Criticism

      23, The Criticism

      The Biography

      24, A Short Biographical Notice of Alexander Pushkin by Henry Spalding

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      Marie

      Translated by Marie H. de Zielinska

      This novella was first published in 1831, shortly after Pushkin’s marriage to Natalya Goncharova, who came from a family of paper manufacturers from Kaluga.  She was an attractive and popular young lady and Pushkin’s joy at the time is emphasised by the charming nature of this tale.  Termed by Pushkin as a ‘Northern story’, Marie conveys a picture of garrison life on the Russian plains, among picturesque scenery and the rustic and semi-barbarous backdrop of Kalmouk and the Cossacks.

      Pushkin’s wife, 1831

      CONTENTS

      I. THE SERGEANT OF THE GUARDS.

      II. THE GUIDE.

      III. THE FORTRESS.

      IV. THE DUEL.

      V. LOVE.

      VI. POUGATCHEFF.

      VII. THE ASSAULT.

      VIII. THE UNEXPECTED VISIT.

      IX. THE SEPARATION.

      X. THE SIEGE.

      XI. THE REBEL CAMP.

      XII. MARIE.

      XIII. THE ARREST.

      XIV. THE SENTENCE.

      I. THE SERGEANT OF THE GUARDS.

      My father, Andrew Peter Grineff, having served in his youth under Count Munich, left the army in 17 — , with the grade of First Major. From that time he lived on his estate in the Principality of Simbirsk, where he married Avoditia, daughter of a poor noble in the neighborhood. Of nine children, the issue of this marriage, I was the only survivor. My brothers and sisters died in childhood.

      Through the favor of a near relative of ours, Prince B — -, himself a Major in the Guards, I was enrolled Sergeant of the Guards in the regiment of Semenofski. It was understood that I was on furlough till my education should be finished. From my fifth year I was confided to the care of an old servant Saveliitch, whose steadiness promoted him to the rank of my personal attendant. Thanks to his care, when I was twelve years of age I knew how to read and write, and could make a correct estimate of the points of a hunting dog.

      At this time, to complete my education, my father engaged upon a salary a Frenchman, M. Beaupre, who was brought from Moscow with one year’s provision of wine and oil from Provence. His arrival of course displeased Saveliitch.

      Beaupre had been in his own country a valet, in Prussia a soldier, then he came to Russia to be a tutor, not knowing very well what the word meant in our language. He was a good fellow, astonishingly gay and absent-minded. His chief foible was a passion for the fair sex. Nor was he, to use his own expression, an enemy to the bottle — that is to say, a la Russe, he loved drink. But as at home wine was offered only at table, and then in small glasses, and as, moreover, on these occasions, the servants passed by the pedagogue, Beaupre soon accustomed himself to Russian brandy, and, in time, preferred it, as a better tonic, to the wines of his native country. We became great friends, and although according to contract he was engaged to teach me French, German, and all the sciences, yet he was content that I should teach him to chatter Russian. But as each of us minded his own business, our friendship was constant, and I desired no mentor. However, destiny very soon separated us, in consequence of an event which I will relate.

      Our laundress, a fat girl all scarred by small-pox, and our dairymaid, who was blind of an eye, agreed, one fine day, to throw themselves at my mother’s feet and accuse the Frenchman of trifling with their innocence and inexperience!

      My mother would have no jesting upon this point, and she in turn complained to my father, who, like a man of business, promptly ordered that dog of a Frenchman into his presence. The servant informed him meekly that Beaupre was at the moment engaged in giving me a lesson.

      My father rushed to my room. Beaupre was sleeping upon his bed the sleep of innocence. I was deep in a most interesting occupation. They had brought from Moscow, for me, a geographical map, which hung unused against the wall; the width and strength of its paper had been to me a standing temptation. I had determined to make a kite of it, and profiting that morning by Beaupre’s sleep, I had set to work. My father came in just as I was tying a tail to the Cape of Good Hope! Seeing my work, he seized me by the ear and shook me soundly; then rushing to Beaupre’s bed, awakened him without hesitating, pouring forth a volley of abuse upon the head of the unfortunate Frenchman. In his confusion Beaupre tried in vain to rise; the poor pedagogue was dead drunk! My father caught him by the coat-collar and flung him out of the room. That day he was dismissed, to the inexpressible delight of Saveliitch.

      Thus ended my education. I now lived in the family as the eldest son, not of age whose career is yet to open; amusing myself teaching pigeons to tumble on the roof, and playing leap-frog in the stable-yard with the grooms. In this way I reached my sixteenth year.

      One Autumn day, my mother was preserving fruit with honey in the family room, and I, smacking my lips, was looking at the liquid boiling; my father, seated near the window, had just opened the Court Almanac which he received every year. This book had great influence over him; he read it with extreme attention, and reading prodigiously stirred up his bile. My mother, knowing by heart all his ways and oddities, used to try to hide the miserable book, and often whole months would pass without a sight of it. But, in revenge whenever he did happen to find it, he would sit for hours with the book before his eyes.

      Well, my father was reading the Court Almanac, frequently shrugging his shoulders, and murmuring: ‘General!’ Umph, he was a sergeant in my company. ‘Knight of the Orders of Russia.’ Can it be so long since we — ?

      Finally he flung the Almanac away on the sofa and plunged into deep thought; a proceeding that never presaged anything good.

      Avoditia, said he, brusquely, to my mother, how old is Peter?

      His seventeenth precious year has just begun, said my mother. Peter was born the year Aunt Anastasia lost her eye, and that was—

      Well, well, said my father, it is time he should join the army. It is high time he should give up his nurse, leap-frog and pigeon training.

      The thought of a separation so affected my poor mother that she let the spoon fall

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