A grip of iron and a style of gold,

These the ideals which he seemed to hold (“KIKI.”)

From talent's earliest dawn. Born in Paris, March 5, 1834. Died in London, Humor refined, if scarce exuberant, wit October 8, 1896.

Unpoisoned, polished, lethal in its hit, "And so, good-bye!" Light words, and

But gracious in its fence, quickly said!

Were his possessions; strength subdued to But could they reach your ears, beloved

style; dead,

A generous scathing of the mean and vile, Their burden you would guess

A stinging scourge, though wielded with a Better than many wearing graver face.

smile, Good-bye to genius, gentleness, and grace!

For prudery and pretence.
A vanished presence and a vacant place
Leave us in heaviness.

A Thackeray of the pencil! So men said.
His reverence high for the great Titan

Leave us, your comrades, lovers, friends,

Put by such praise with ease; With mingling memories of all that's

But social satire of the subtler sort

Was his, too. Not the shop, the slum, gone, The joy, the mirth, the wit;

the court, The large humanity, the lambent light

But gay saloons gave quarry for his sport. Of humor free from smallness as from

'Twas in such scenes as these spite, The bold, frank outlook, and the fancy His hectoring Midas, and his high-nosed bright,

earl, The frolic glee of it!

His worldly matron, and his winsome


Were found, and pictured clear, And gentler touches, too, not shown to

With skill creative and with strength reall, The graver thoughts which this wild, spin- They live, his butts, cold-hearted, shallow

strained. ning ball

brained. Of misery and mad mirth

In his own chosen walk Du Maurier Awaķes in every soul whose laugh is not

reigned Mere crackling of dry thorns beneath the

Supreme, without a peer. pot, Marking the humors heedless of the plot

And yet, perchance, to those who knew Of our strange drama-Earth.

him best,

His chosen walk scarce furnished final Gone from the ring of friends to lose him test loth!

Of all he might have been. He brought from two great lands the best Who may decide? Success, arriving late, of both

But shining far, sensationally great, In one fine nature blent.

In a new path, is stayed by cruel fate, Lover of English strength and Gallic As though in envious spleen.

grace, Of British beauty, or of soul or face, But he had lived, and loved, and nobly Yet with that subtler something born of wrought, race

Stoutly against long-threatening terror That charm to cleanness lent.


Won friendship, love, and fame. Millais and Thackeray, master minds, and And so, good-bye! Our dear Du Maurier,

brave, Of stalwart strength and health, with Companionable “Kiki,” by your grave, brush or pen,

Your sorrowing comrades cheer and comTo these his love was drawn

fort crave In stintless measure. Picturing strong

For all who bear your name. and bold,




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with writing, old glass chandeliers,

court costumes dating from the reign BY IVAN TOURGENIEFF.

of Katharine II, a rusty rapier with a Translated for THE LIVING AGE by Mary J. steel hilt, etc. Safford.

The colonel-a married man of tall CHAPTER I.

stature, taciturn, quarrelsome and

drowsy–had quartered himself in one In the year 1829 the second regiment of the two wings. The other was occuof cuirassiers was stationed on garri- pied by his adjutant, a kind-hearted son duty in the village of Kirilowo in soldier, always redolent of perfume, the province of Kolomna. With its

who had a special fancy for flowers huts and hay-ricks, green fields of

and butterflies. hemp and bean-vines twining around

The officers of this regiment were tall poles, the hamlet at a distance re

just like their comrades in all other sembled an island in the midst of a

divisions of the army. Some were boundless sea of black ploughed lands.

good and some bad, some clever and In the centre of the village lay a

some stupid. small pond, perpetually strewn with

One, a certain Alexis Ivanovitsch goose-feathers, whose banks

Lutschkoff, a captain by rank, was always rough and muddy. About a

considered a bully. Lutschkoff was. hundred yards from this pool, on the short, anything but a fine-looking solother side of the highway stood a

dier. He had a small, wizened, sallow wooden manor house. It had long face, thin black hair, commonplace been empty, and now leaned forlornly features, and little black eyes. His on one side as if it wanted to topple parents had died when he was still a over. Behind the mansion stretched a

child, and he had grown up in poverty deserted garden, where grew ancient

and privation. For whole weeks he apple-trees that had stopped bearing, could behave very peaceably; then it and tall birches in which whole flocks of

would suddenly seem as if he were crows built their nests. At the end of

possessed by the devil; everything worthe main avenue, in a tiny little build

ried and vexed him, he cast bold, defiing-formerly used by the owners of

ant glances at everybody, and from the property as a bath-room-lived a

looks proceeded to action. Yet Lutschfeeble steward, who in pursuance of

koff was not on hostile terms with any an old habit, dragged himself, pant

of his comrades, though he stood on ing and coughing, every morning

a friendly footing with no one except through the garden to the mansiou,

the perfumed adjutant. He neither though ve had nothing to keep in order

drank wine nor played cards. there except a dozen armchairs with

In May, 1829, just after the coni. shabby white covers, two bulging

mencement of the exercises, a young chests of drawers with short, curved

cornet named Feodor Fedorovitsch feet and brass handles, four tattered Kister joined the regiment. Though a pictures, and a broken-nosed alabaster

native Russian, he

descended statue of a negro.

from a noble German family, and was The owner of the house, a young extremely fair-complexioned, modest, man of careless life, spent part of his highly-educated, and well-bred. Until time in St. Petersburg and part in trav: his twentieth year he had always lived elling-he had entirely forgotten this at home under the wings of his mother, estate, which he had inherited eight grandmother, and two aunts. He had years before from an old uncle famed entered the army solely and entirely throughout the whole neighborhood

on account of the urgent desire of this for the excellence of his liquors. The grandmother, who even in her old age empty dark-green bottles still lay in

could never see a white cockade withthe storeroom among all sorts of rub

out excitement. bish; gaily bound copy-books filled He devoted himself to the service,



though with no special taste for it, yet tiful”-in short to all the qualities he showed great zeal and did his duty that they would perhaps have considconscientiously. He was never dandi- ered out of place in any other officer. fied, but always dressed neatly and Kister had received from his comaccording to regulation. The very day rades the nickname of "Little Miss," after his arrival Kister called on his and they treated him with almost commanding officer, and then instantly tender courtesy. set about arranging his quarters. He Lutschkoff alone looked askance at had brought rugs,

screens, cheap him. One day after the drill, he hangings, etc., with which all the walls approached him with compressed lips and doors were covered, and at once and dilated nostrils. ordered the courtyard to be cleaned, Good-morning, Mr. Knaster.” the stable and kitchen put in order, and Kister looked doubtfully at him. even a bath-room prepared.

"I pay my respects to you, Mr. KnasThis task occupied his time for a ter." whole week. But in consequence it “My name is Kister, Mr. Lutschkoff.” was a pleasure to enter his lodgings. “What's in a name, Mr. Knaster." Before the window stood a table cor- Kister turned his back upon him and ered with all sorts of trifles, in one cor- went home. Lutschkoft gazed scornner was a stand with books and the fully after him. busts of Schiller and Goethe; on the The next day he again approached walls hung maps, four studies of heads Kister directly after the drill. and a fowling-piece; beside the table "Well, how are you, Mr. Kinderbalwas a row of pipes with beautiful

sam?" mouth-pieces; all the doors shut, and Kister trembled and looked him the windows were supplied with cur- straight in the face. tains-in short, everything in the young Lutschkoff's spiteful little eyes cornet's room displayed order and sparkled with malicious glee. neatness.

“Yes, I'm speaking to you, Mr. KinHow different was the appearance of derbalsam.” his comrades' quarters! One found it “My dear sir," replied Kister, “I difficult to cross the dirty courtyard; consider your jest both stupid and the officer's orderly sat snoring in the unseemly-do you understand? Stuante-room behind torn sailcloth pid and unseemly!" screen; rotting straw lay scattered on “When shall we fight?” replied the floor; boots, a pomade pot, and Lutschkoff quietly. blacking stood upon the hearth. In As soon as you please-to-morrow the room itself appeared a rickety for aught I care.” gaming-table, scrawled over with The duel took place the next mornchalk, and on the table were glasses ing. Lutschkoff wounded Kister half full of cold, dark-brown tea. slightly, and then, to the great amazeAgainst the wall leaned a wide, greasy ment of the seconds, went up to the sofa; cigar-ashes lay on the window- cornet, grasped his hand, and begged sill, and in a clumsy armchair sat the his pardon. officer himself, clad in a grass-green Kister was obliged to keep his room dressing-gown with pink plush fac- for a fortnight; during this period the ings, and wearing an embroidered captain called on the invalid several Asiatic cap on his head, by his side times, and when the cornet was able to snored a fat, shapeless, vicious dog go out again, the two were excellent with a dingy brass collar. Not a single friends. Whether the young officer's door shut.

resolute bearing had pleased LutschEverybody liked the cornet. His koff, or some feeling akin to remorse popularity was due to his amiability, had awakened in his breast is hard modesty, warm cordiality, and in- to say. At any rate, after this incistinctive regard "for everything beau- dent, Lutschkoff became very intimate


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with Kister and called him first Fedor "I was reading Kleist's Idyl. How and then familiarly Fedja. In his beautiful it is! Wait, I'll translate a society he became a different man- few verses for you." but strange to say the change was not And Kister would begin to translate to his advantage. Cordiality and enthusiastically, while Lutschkoff courtesy did not suit him. He could frowned, bit his lips, and listened win no one's sympathy; it was his fate! attentively. He belonged to that class of men to “Yes, yes," he would say hastily with whom is given the power to rule oth- a disagreeable smile, "pretty-very. ers; but nature had denied him the pretty. But I believe I've already read qualities requisite to justify such it. Very pretty. Tell me," he would power. Possessing neither education then add slowly, as if obeying some nor intellect, he did not venture to secret impulse, "tell me, what do you show himself in his true character. think of Louis XIV ?" Perhaps his rough manner was rooted And Kister would give him his opioonly in the consciousness that his edu- ion of Louis XIV. Lutschkoff listened; cation was defective and in the desire many things he did not understand at to hide himself entirely behind a rigid

all, many

he misinterpreted, and mask.

finally he ventured to make a remark. At first Latschkoff had merely in- But the resolve greatly embarrassed tended to appear to despise men. But him. "Suppose I should say something he speedily perceived that it was not stupid!” he thought. In truth, he difficult to intimidate them, and often said stupid things, but Kister therefore he began to really scorn never answered sharply; the noblethem. It pleased him that at his ap- hearted youth was sincerely glad that proach any earnest conversation was he had awakened in the captain's mind instantly dropped. "I know nothing, desire for knowledge. Unfortuhave learned nothing, and possess no nately Lutschkoff did not question the talents of any kind," he thought; "80 cornet from any such cause! What you, too, shall know nothing, and not his real motive was-Heaven knows. brag of your abilities in my com- Perhaps Lutschkoff wanted to settle pany."

in his own mind whether he really Perhaps the bully had only dropped was a simpleton or whether he merely his rôle in his intercourse, with Kister lacked education. “Yes, I certainly because never before had he met a am a stupid fellow, he often muttered, real "Idealist”—that is, a person who with a bitter smile. Then, suddenly was honestly and unselfishly striving straightening himself, he would glance toward ideals and therefore possessed around him with a bold, malicious, no egotism and showed indulgence to scornful grin on perceiving that any his fellow-men.

of his comrades lowered their eyes Lutschkoff often visited the cornet before his gaze. at his rooms in the morning, and light- The officers did not say much about ing a pipe, sat silently in a chair. In the friendship which had so quickly Kister's company he was not ashamed

sprung up between Kister and Lutschof his ignorance, he relied, not with- koff; they had long been accustomed out cause, on the cornet's German to all sorts of eccentricities on the part modesty.

of the bully. "The devil had struck "Well," he would begin after a pause, up an intimacy with a child,” they “What were you doing yesterday? commented. Kister warmly praised Reading, of course?"

his new friend everywhere; nobody "Yes.”

contradicted him, fearing Lutschkoff. “And what did you read? Tell me The latter never mentioned the corabout it, my friend,” Lutschkoff would net's name, but he had entirely ceased continue with a slight touch of mock- associating with the scented adjuery





taut rein. She determined what CHAPTER II.

clothes he should wear, induced him Land owners in southern Russia are fond of giving large balls and inviting suaded him to grow a beard cut in the

to dress in the English style, and perthe officers, in order to afford their

Spanish fashion to conceal a large marriageable daughters an opportunity

wart, which looked like a ripe raspto make suitable acquaintances. About ten versts from the village of berry. All strangers who visited the

house were told by Nenila that her Kirilowo lived one of these land-own

husband played the flute, and flute ers, a certain Perekatoff. He owned

players let the beard grow on the chin aoout four hundred souls' and a very

for the purpose of holding the instrupretty house. His only daughter, a

ment more conveniently. girl of eighteen, was called Marja, his

Perekatoff even appeared early in the wife's name was Nenila Makarjevna.

morning with a high, clean collar, and Perekatoff had served in the cavalry

was always carefully brushed and in his younger days, but idleness and a

combed. He was, however, perfectly preference for a country life had induced him to send in his resignation

satisfied with his fate; he invariably

had a good dinner, did as he pleased, in order to lead, for the remainder of

and slept as long as he could. The his years the quiet existence which

neighbors said that Nenila had had become habitual with the country

introduced "foreign housekeeping;” nobility of moderate means. Nenila

that is, she kept but few servants and was descended in a left-handed fashion

dressed them respectably. The worm from a dignitary of high rank in Mos

of ambition was constantly gnawing

at her heart; she wanted to have the The latter had had her very care

nobility choose her husband for some fully educated in his own household, office; but the nobles of the district, but at the first opportunity had rid himself of her with a certain degree lent dinners, voted at the elections tor

though they enjoyed Nenila's excelof haste, as we dispose of wares of

Major General Burkholz Major doubtful value. For Nenila was no

Burundukoff. Perekatoff seemed to beauty, and the dignitary had given

them a mere city dandy. her only ten thousand roubles for her

The daughter resembled her father. dowry. She accepted Perekatoft's

Nenila had lavished a great deal of offer with joy, and Perekatoff consid

her education. She spoke ered himself fortunate in obtaining French admirably and played the for a wife a lady so highly educated, so clever, and withal allied to so dis- piano tolerably well. She was of mid

dle height, moderately plump and tinguished an official. Even after the rather pale; her face, which inclined marriage the grandee still graciously to roundness, was always animated by extended his patronage to the young

a merry smile; her fair, though not couple, that is, he condescended to

very thick hair, black eyes, and pleasaccept the quails Perekatoff sent to

ant voice, rendered her quite an attrac. him and addressed the land-owner as

tive person.

Besides, one involun. “dear friend," nay, sometimes even

tarily noticed that she was neither with the familiar “thou."

affected nor full of prejudices, posNenila had her husband completely sessed a degree of culture unusual under her thumb and not only ruled

among the young girls of the Steppes, the house, but managed the estate; but she managed it in a very sensible way; speech and manner; Nenila imposed no

and was simple and unconstrained in at any rate far better than Perekatoff

constraint upon her of any kind, so would have done. She did not let him

that her character had had an opporfeel the yoke too much, yet held a very

tunity to develop freely. 1 The Russian Serfs were known by the name One day the whole family had assemof "Souls.”—TR.

bled in the drawing-room about twelve



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