his devotion helps her through the darkest hours of her life. It is
only fitting that, in the end, Natasha should make him happy. Like
Prince Andrei, Pierre finds his moral regeneration in war, but in a
different way; he does not enter active service nor is he wounded, but
he views other aspects of the great tragedy; he is present at the {42}
burning of Moscow, he is captured by the French, and taken as prisoner
on their terrible retreat. It is the heroism of the common man, the
beauty and nobility of suffering finely borne, which redeem Pierre from
the depression which has darkened his mind and which teach him the true
meaning of life.
He is especially influenced by one man--the peasant soldier Platon
Karatayef--one of Tolstoy's greatest creations. Platon is not clever
nor handsome, his whole life has been privation, but he is love itself,
kind and sweet to all men. Most tragic is his fate! The French shoot
those of the Russian prisoners who cannot keep up with the march, and
Pierre, seeing his friend failing, cannot endure the thought of what
must happen and keeps away. One morning he sees Platon, not attempting
to walk, but sitting beneath a tree with a calm and radiantly happy
expression; he gives a beseeching glance to Pierre, but Pierre turns
his back and walks off. Shortly afterwards there is heard the sound of
a gunshot, two French soldiers pass with guilty faces, and there is the
melancholy howling of Karatayef's dog.
Platon's fate is one of the means Tolstoy uses to drive home his lesson
of the immense futility of war; it is to the last degree abominable
that this most loving and beautiful nature, wholly guiltless, should be
murdered in cold blood; even a dog has the sense to lament such a deed.
But the moral of this wonderful nature is not lost upon Pierre; he
finds in it "the meaning of life," the clue which he has all along been
seeking. As Pierre's sufferings increase so does his heart grow
lighter; he learns the joy of endurance and the pleasure even of
anguish, and all things are less grievous than he would have thought.
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