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Notes of a sailor - artist
ALEXANDROVSKY TSARSKOE
1832-1834
On our return to the city of Alexander's brother was transferred to the Marine Corps, and I was asked to take his place. Before determining received summons, that we should introduce V. Kn. Mikhail Pavlovich's review. And because the mother herself has made me a new jacket from gradedana in the manner of portable Aleksandrov Cadets, gray pants with red edging of the hood his father's old coat, and shirt with collar ploenym. In such a celebratory send me to a house serf Stepan (he is a cobbler) and the new boots, his work at the highest review.
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Brought us up to 10 boys in a bayonet Hall of the Mikhailovsky Palace. Too wonderful looked me around. In these large rooms I had never been. The hall was a deep, dark, there strode a colonel but still adjutant Rostovtsev, who first received us and asked, recorded the names so help her father and mother. Here's someone talking loudly in the next room, and even angry. All silent. Suddenly the door opened and in came a coat without epaulettes and red shouldered a short man, saying: "And here they are!". Frost ran through my skin, my legs were shaking, but went down gently approached us, patted me in the form of approval on the cheeks and said: "Well, young man." Who was your father? ". - Bogolyubov Colonel! " - "And where he served?" - "In Tenghinka regiment, and then was in Paris, where he was injured!" - "Aha!" And then? " - "Died. - "Sorry! Do you have family?" - "There is a mother, uncle!" - "And who is my uncle?" - Radishchev! " - "Ah, well, well, what adjutant Count Benkendorf?" - "Yes!" - "They say - just! I went to the following: "And what's your name?". - "Ivan!" - "Well, last name?" - Ataev! " - "Where are you?" - "From Vologda!" - "My father, who will?" - "Captain!" - "Native to eat?" - "There - my sister!" - "You're with her and she lived?" - "No, the priest!" - "But why here?" - Pulled it hurts! " - "For what?" - "And for all!" - "Child of Nature", - said Mikhail Pavlovich and walked to the next.
Atayev was, as I remember now, red like fire boy with gray eyes, teeth and a few large mouth. He was dressed in a jacket nankeen poor and slovenly. Once, in the Alexander case, he continued to tear still, yes, indeed, someone there had been flogged!
When we entered the office of the Grand Duke. Here the walls were soldiers of various regiments, horse and foot. They were under glass bells, all very much alike, looked like something wild. Stood as drums, guns, swords and spears hanging. Books were few, but the table was a very intricate gun since Pavel Petrovich. Grand Prince sat on a chair to the desk, and we were at tea. "Did you know that you drink?" - He said cheerfully. "Tea!" - "No, it's Chinese, diluted in water, what do not you eat?" - He turned to the cadets, he was then director of the bank, Rerberg. He was speechless. - Not tasty, or what? " - "I have a stomach ache!" - "Well, nothing to break, this is it happens - where to take him, but not any more hunters?" Man three followed Rerberg and returning again, we drank tea and ate cookies better than before. Then he built the Grand Duke of us lined up, ordered to lift his right leg and pushed to the edge of the first. We all collapsed on the carpet and laughed. "Oh, poor you soldiers!" But you fellows, when to learn, and now go home, the bow and tell her that I'd take you to the Corps. " And returned to the stutterer, he said to him in French: "If there is poor without a cab, then all their razvezite home." This was in October, the weather was bad. I Atayev was not even the conductor, but because the Grand Duke ordered him to leave the palace, to the local grub, and after he sent the Tsar.
Returning home, I told all the details of mother and saw tears in her eyes, but she hid it, kissing me. Two days later I was hired for the carriage. I bade farewell to Daria and Arina, they are sobbing, saying that the body is the same as a soldier. Cook asked: "What you will be fed, Petrovich?" And Arina sobbed convulsively, and only baptized me. My mother was quite calm, she collected my belongings hastily, then we sat down, sat on the ancient Russian custom, and again kissed, and she blessed me obrazkom (which was subsequently stolen from me in Sulina), saying: "Always remember me , when you want to be naughty, or when you're sad; behaving badly, you upset me deeply. And if you'll be sad, then I'll cry, then you certainly do not want to, knowing that I and so is not happy to part with thee .
Along the way, we stopped to say goodbye to her companion to educate directrix Catherine Vassilyevna Rodzianko. In this lady, too, were children. She gave me the cross, kissed him and gave a decent basket of sweets, will bring you to the abdomen, harvested mother, I was assured of at least 6 weeks of dates, candy, cakes and prunes. In the Alexander case (2) I entered the 4-th marine company commander to the lady Mrs. Espenberg. She was the widow of the doctor and naturalist who made the first voyage of Russian voyage to Kruzenshtern. My brother spent a year and a half in her hands, but because his mother met in her old friend. Of course, here it is not without gifts. I remember that she filed a basket, for which she very grateful, promising to keep me and love as my own son. "The long-off - more tears - as the proverb says, but because two hours later my mother said goodbye to me, but then she could not stand it, wept and said:" I love you, but you make yourself worthy of my love, you behave yourself, I I ask you, but not command it. "
Deco was the first time I used to order the corps dorms. Alexander juvenile mansion was anything else does not like. I think its one of the humanitarian agencies of Nicholas I, the king's whim, but in this whim was the lining of the heart, perhaps, a peculiar, but the Tsar Nicholas P. and held a major chapter in history. Nicholas loved children, had been held for two weeks to one of the highest personages not visited Corps, and therefore kept us clean, fed well and cared about our health. It happened that the Emperor entered the hall, where we were swarmed up to 400 children and was a hum, like a huge aviary, where raznoporodnye gogochut and sang in his own way in all keys. "Hello, children!" - He said the voice, which after never forget, and suddenly a dead silence seized the sovereignty of the hall. "To me!" - And another explosion of noise and such myatka around him, as in an anthill. Often he would lie on the floor. "Well, lift me" - and then swarmed around him, screwing the buttons on the memory, and so suffered more than the sultan hat, for all the feathers were dealt with, as well as buttons, and in the form of memory were glued into albums. After playing enough, he put us in porotno Fruntov. The ladies were placed on the offices (they used 3 in the company), and in the flanks become uncles, the old sergeants major of the Guards regiments, to teach us marching and build no more than a column or platoons. Sometimes, platoons, and sometimes end, to rotoyu with divizionerom were ceremonially by the Emperor.
Before the Corps had its own garden. Driving in the summer and not wanting to leave, the king shouted from the carriage: "Go me!" - And climbed over the fence. First heels he took with him to the palace. Planted a couple of goats, and three in the carriage. In the palace of the lucky ones were fed, stuffed his pockets with candy and the evening brought back. During holidays, given by cuirassiers, before Alexander Palace broke longest tents, tables were laid and then, vpereboy with the soldiers, placed us in the regiment's meal. The only difference was that they were given a glass of vodka and a bottle of honey, which is always drunk soldiers. Also frequently drove on the cattle ranches, where they watered the milk their fill, why march company home in the garden slows down, for there were many stops in the bushes on the occasion of the bowel. Here at the farm, we ran to the horse cemetery, why I learned that the horse of Alexander I, nicknamed "Beauty". On it he made all the French campaign. I do not know, will I have to lie in a zlachenoy grave.
There will be a dinner at the palace or a surplus of flowers and fruit - all these were sent to the Corps. Queen of the children, too often we have been. But its parishes were hurt ceremoniously. Who slightest jump to it briskly with the usual words: "Give me something to remember, that after flogged with rods, why her and afraid. But still, if it will happened handkerchief, then suddenly he turned out in pieces, and sometimes skinned and all falberm dresses or coats. With such frequent end collisions outer casing, as I said, was good.
They taught too bad, although rote (ie memory) has been the cornerstone of teachers. Natural Sciences was not, nor do they take a basic as it is, so that in the Marine Corps, which was fully trained in mathematics, physics only enlighten the minds of the liberal light, and people came out, so even what! For morality is strictly monitored, but because we moved to St. Petersburg institution boys sound, but what was done there, is another matter.
Supervisor Corps was Madame Eon, the woman sensible and strict, she kept his subordinates in the ladies discipline. Inspector, Colonel Khvatov, was a kind old man, he was succeeded by Mr. Metz and soon became known as a skinflint that all mercilessly flogged by the hand of a soldier, while the ladies were flogged hands of company nurses. Strange happened. They give rods twenty - twenty-five, of course, not very hot. And, if they did not kiss the hand of Madame Espenberg, then again put, and so on until it be subdued. Metz did not require this of gratitude, but the beat and serious.
Arithmetic taught Koch, a former naval officer. This gentleman turned barbaric. He used to grab the ear, well, if for both, and raise the air, and sometimes throw on the floor. He also pulled out curls of hair and beat-clicking on the lips when you're silent. Initially, he taught calligraphy Lukin, gentle man, kind, but when given some reason Englishman losses, he taught and language. It was also a barbarian. Sometimes, orders to lay down five fingers together and even have enough nails on a ruler. They complained, but nothing with him can not be helped.
French taught Daniel, stiff soldier in 1812, according to the method or Zhakota Oertel. Pointed to the picture, which was drawn by the village, tree, dog, sheep, cow, fence, road and so on. We chant singing, responding to the question: "This is a dog, a mountain?" or something else. It was immediately evident with the translation guide. We also sang verbs, pronouns, and whole sentences. Method this, though it was noisy, but involuntarily forced to remember what you see, and yet it was entertaining for children. Order not to be lazy, just opening his mouth, the wily Frenchman, happened, suddenly cried out: "Silense!" <Silence (French)> - and then sang alone navyderzhku. Drawing was a blunt, that is, from the originals, but were taught well and carefully. Then I always had a good number, and was, as the Apostle John at Jesus' favorite disciple flayer Koch. Say about myself here so I let the praise, for it subsequently acquitted in practice. I should note here that I always thought it strange that the Apostle John the Theologian afford the absurdity and self-deception in his writings. For me, Jesus is a sample of impartiality to his children, like my mother. So beloved disciple of Christ did not understand his teacher or has been painfully proud man and a shallow thinker, but an apocalyptic sumburist with theatrical imagination, he painted all sorts of demons, serpents and multihead. Granted, it's silly to compare the figures of his paintings of the Apocalypse with Dutchman Teniers, depicted St. Anthony in his vision. But I do not know why, looking at her, I always thought: "Damn John the Divine."
On major holidays, my mother came to me, of course, always with goodies and gift Espenberg lady that her umiryalo me a week or two, and then he went Derk's utility and flogging.
2) In Alexander Tsarskoselsky juvenile case Bogolyubov was enlisted Nov. 4, 1832
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