Russia: Its People and Its LiteraturePardo Bazán, Emilia, condesa de
History
Russia: Its People and Its Literature
Pardo Bazán, Emilia, condesa de
Russia -- Civilization; Russian literature -- History and criticism
"And," says Gogol, "St. Petersburg went on its way without
Acacio, son of Acacio, just exactly as though it had never
dreamed of his existence. This creature that nobody cared
for, nobody loved, nobody took any interest in,--not even
the naturalist who sticks a pin through a common fly and
studies it attentively under a microscope,--this poor
creature disappeared, vanished, went to the other world
without anything in particular ever having happened to him
in this.... But at least once before he died he had welcomed
that bright guest, Fortune, whom we all hope to see; to his
eyes she appeared under the form of a cloak. And then
misfortune fell upon him as suddenly and as darkly as it
ever falls upon the great ones of the earth."
"The Cloak" and his celebrated comedy, "The Inspector," also translated
as "The Revizor," are the result of his official experiences. Men who
have been a good deal tossed about, who have drunk of life's cup of
bitterness, who have been bruised by its sharp corners and torn by its
thorns, if they have an analytical mind and a magnanimous heart, human
kindness and a spark of genius, become the great satirists, great
humorists, and great moralists. "The Inspector" is a picture of Russian
public customs painted by a master hand; it is a laugh, a fling of
derision, at the baseness of a society and a political regimen under
which bureaucracy and official formalism can descend to incredible vice
and corruption. It seems at first a mere farce, such as is common enough
on the Russian or any stage; but the covert strength of the satire is so
far-reaching that the "Inspector" is a symbolical and cruel work. The
curtain rises at the moment when the officials of a small provincial
capital are anxiously awaiting the Inspector, who is about to make them
a visit incognito. A traveller comes to the only hotel or inn of the
town, and all believe him to be the dreaded governmental attorney. It
turns out that the traveller who has given them such a fright is neither
more nor less than an insignificant employee from St. Petersburg, a
madcap fellow, who, having run short of money, is obliged to cut his
vacation journey short. When he is apprised of a visit from the
governor, he thinks he is about to be arrested. What is his astonishment
when he finds that, instead of being put in prison, a purse of five
hundred rubles is slipped into his hand, and he is conducted with great
ceremony to visit hospitals and schools. As soon as he smells the _quid
pro quo_ he adapts himself to the part, dissimulates, and plays the
protector, puts on a majestic and severe demeanor, and after having
fooled the whole town and received all sorts of obsequious attentions,
he slips out with a full purse. A few minutes afterward the real
Inspector appears and the curtain falls.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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