What to Do? Thoughts Evoked By the Census of MoscowTolstoy, Leo, graf
Philosophy
What to Do? Thoughts Evoked By the Census of Moscow
Tolstoy, Leo, graf
Moscow (Russia) -- Social conditions; Social problems
We reached the tavern, roused the waiters, and began to sort our papers.
When we were informed that the people had heard about this round, and
were leaving their quarters, we asked the landlord to lock the gates; and
we went ourselves into the yard to reason with the fleeing people,
assuring them that no one would demand their tickets. I remember the
strange and painful impression produced on me by these alarmed
night-lodgers: ragged, half-dressed, they all seemed tall to me by the
light of the lantern and the gloom of the court-yard. Frightened and
terrifying in their alarm, they stood in a group around the foul-smelling
out-house, and listened to our assurances, but they did not believe us,
and were evidently prepared for any thing, like hunted wild beasts,
provided only that they could escape from us. Gentlemen in divers
shapes—as policemen, both city and rural, and as examining judges, and
judges—hunt them all their lives, in town and country, on the highway and
in the streets, and in the taverns, and in night-lodging houses; and now,
all of a sudden, these gentlemen had come and locked the gates, merely in
order to count them: it was as difficult for them to believe this, as for
hares to believe that dogs have come, not to chase but to count them.
But the gates were locked, and the startled lodgers returned: and we,
breaking up into groups, entered also. With me were the two society men
and two students. In front of us, in the dark, went Vanya, in his coat
and white trousers, with a lantern, and we followed. We went to quarters
with which I was familiar. I knew all the establishments, and some of
the people; but the majority of the people were new, and the spectacle
was new, and more dreadful than the one which I had witnessed in the
Lyapinsky house. All the lodgings were full, all the bunks were
occupied, not by one person only, but often by two. The sight was
terrible in that narrow space into which the people were huddled, and men
and women were mixed together. All the women who were not dead drunk
slept with men; and women with two children did the same. The sight was
terrible, on account of the poverty, dirt, rags, and terror of the
people. And it was chiefly dreadful on account of the vast numbers of
people who were in this situation. One lodging, and then a second like
it, and a third, and a tenth, and a twentieth, and still there was no end
to them. And everywhere there was the same foul odor, the same close
atmosphere, the same crowding, the same mingling of the sexes, the same
men and women intoxicated to stupidity, and the same terror, submission
and guilt on all faces; and again I was overwhelmed with shame and pain,
as in the Lyapinsky house, and I understood that what I had undertaken
was abominable and foolish and therefore impracticable. And I no longer
took notes of anybody, and I asked no questions, knowing that nothing
would come of this.
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