CONTENTS
Four Days
The Coward
The Meeting
Artists
Attalea Princeps
The Reminiscences of Private Ivanov
The Scarlet Flower
The Tale of the Toad and the Rose
Nadezhda Nikolayevna
The Signal
The Travelling Frog
FOUR DAYS
I remember running through the woods, forcing our way through the hawthorn bushes, while the bullets
whizzed around us, snapping off branches. <...> Sidorov, a young soldier of Company One ("What is he doing in our skirmish line?" I found
myself wondering), suddenly slumped down on the ground and looked back at me in silence with great frightened
eyes. <...> I also remember how, in the dense
undergrowth, within almost a stone's throw from the edge of the wood, I first saw him. . . . <...> He could have gone round it, but in his fear he
did not know what he was doing and flung himself upon the prickly branches. <...> I struck out, and knocked the rifle
out of his hands, then struck again and felt my bayonet sinking into something soft. <...> I
remember firing several shots after I had come out of the woods into a clearing. <...> I should have said "our men" instead of "we," because I was left behind. <...> I heard nothing, and saw only a patch of blue; it must have been the sky. <...> I have never been in such a queer position before. <...> I am lying, I believe, on my stomach, and see nothing
in front of me but a small patch of earth. <...> And I see it with only one eye, as the other
one is pressed hard up against something--no doubt the branch on which my head is resting. <...> I am terribly
uncomfortable, and want to shift my position, and simply can't understand why I am not able to do so. <...> I hear the chirr of grasshoppers, the hum of bees. <...> At last, with an effort, I disengage my
right arm from under my body, and pushing away from the ground with both hands, I make an effort to get up on
my knees. <...> Why do I see the stars shining so brightly <...>
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VSEVOLOD GARSHIN
THE SCARLET FLOWER
FOREIGN LANGUAGES PUBLISHING HOUSE
Moscow
Translated from the Russian by BERNARD ISAACS
Designed by YEVGENY RAKUZIN
OCR: http://home.freeuk.com/russica2/
"I took notice of you the moment you appeared in litera-ture. Yours was undoubtedly an original talent. . .
. Every ageing writer, who sincerely loves his calling, is glad to discover that he has successors: you are one of
them."
IVAN TURGENEV
Garshin was born in 1853. He came from a noble impoverished old family, and received his edu-cation at
the Mining Institute. When the Russo-Turkish war broke out in 1877 he joined up as a volunteer.
Garshin's flrst story "Four Days" was written in hospital after he was wounded. A passionate denunciation
of war's senseless cruel-ties, it was published in the pro-gressive magazine Otechestvenniye Zapiski edited
by Saltykov-Shchedrin. It made Garshin's name, and drew appreciative com-ments on the young author from I.
Turgenev and L. Tolstoi.
"The Scarlet Flower," "Four Days," and "Attalea Princeps," in-cluded in the present volume, are the best
of Garshin's stories. The "Scarlet Flower" is rightly consid-ered to be the gem of his crea-tion. This story about a
scarlet poppy and the crazed hero who entered into single combat with all the world's evil is told with real
affection and a profound knowledge of the human heart This story is dedicated to I. Tur-genev, the great Russian
writer, who was the friend and teacher of Garshin.
CONTENTS
Four Days
The Coward
The Meeting
Artists
Attalea Princeps
The Reminiscences of Private Ivanov
The Scarlet Flower
The Tale of the Toad and the Rose
Nadezhda Nikolayevna
The Signal
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