Three Days in the Village, and Other Sketches.: Written from September 1909 to July 1910.Tolstoy, Leo, graf
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Three Days in the Village, and Other Sketches.: Written from September 1909 to July 1910.
Tolstoy, Leo, graf
Russian fiction -- Translations into English; Short stories, Russian -- Translations into English
Most strenuous efforts are made to deprave the people; but, thank God!
it may be safely said that till now all those efforts have only had an
effect on the smallest and worst part of Russia's peasant population.
The many-millioned majority of Russian workmen who hold but little
land and live--not the depraved, parasitic life of the slave-owners,
but their own reasonable, hard-working lives--do not yield to those
efforts; because for them the solution of the land question is not
one of personal advantage, as it is regarded by all the different
slave-owners of to-day. For the enormous majority of peasants, the
solution of that problem is not arrived at by mutually contradictory
economic theories that spring up to-day and to-morrow are forgotten,
but is found in the one truth, which is realised by them, and always
has been and is realised by all reasonable men the world over,--the
truth that all men are brothers and have therefore all an equal right
to all the blessings of the world and, among the rest, to the most
necessary of all rights--namely, the equal right of all to the use of
the land.
Living in this truth, an enormous majority of the peasants attach no
importance to all the wretched measures adopted by the Government
about this or that alteration of the laws of land-ownership, for they
know that there is only one solution to the land question--the total
abolition of private property in land, and of land-slavery. And,
knowing this, they quietly await their day, which sooner or later must
come.
SINGING IN THE VILLAGE
Voices and an accordion sounded as if close by, though through the mist
nobody could be seen. It was a work-day morning, and I was surprised to
hear music.
"Oh, it's the recruits' leave-taking," thought I, remembering that I
had heard something a few days before about five men being drawn from
our village. Involuntarily attracted by the merry song, I went in the
direction whence it proceeded.
As I approached the singers, the sound of song and accordion suddenly
stopped. The singers, that is the lads who were leave-taking, entered
the double-fronted brick cottage belonging to the father of one of
them. Before the door stood a small group of women, girls, and children.
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