Read the tale of the wild landowner in abbreviated form. Mikhail saltykov-shchedrin - the wild landowner

Read the tale of the wild landowner in abbreviated form. Mikhail saltykov-shchedrin - the wild landowner
18.01.2021
In a certain kingdom, in a certain state, there was a landowner, he lived and was glad to see the light. He had enough of everything: peasants, bread, cattle, land, and gardens. And that landowner was stupid, he read the newspaper "Vest" and his body was soft, white and crumbly. Only this landowner once prayed to God: - God! I am pleased with everything from you, I have been awarded with everything! Only one thing is unbearable to my heart: there is too much of a peasant in our kingdom! But God knew that the landowner was stupid and did not heed his petition. The landowner sees that the peasant is not decreasing every day, but that everything is coming, - he sees and fears: "Well, how will he come to me with all the good?" The landowner will look in the newspaper "Vest", what should be done in this case, and read: "Try!" “Only one word has been written,” the stupid landowner says, “but this is a golden word! And he began to try, and not that somehow, but everything according to the rule. Whether a peasant chicken will wander into the master's oats - now, according to the rule, into the soup; Whether a peasant firewood will cut it in secret in the master's forest - now these same firewood will go to the master's yard, and, as a rule, a fine from the woodcutter. - More I now act on them with these fines! - says the landowner to his neighbors, - because for them it is clearer. The peasants see: although they are a stupid landowner, he has been given great intelligence. He shortened them so that there is nowhere to stick your nose out: wherever they look - everything is impossible, but not allowed, but not yours! The cattle will come out to drink - the landowner shouts: "My water!" the hen will come out of the outskirts - the landowner shouts: "My land!" And earth, and water, and air - everything became him! The peasant did not light up Luchina in the light, the rod was gone, how to sweep the hut. So the peasants all over the world prayed to the Lord God: - God! It is easier for us to be lost with children and small ones than to be so worried all our lives! The merciful God heard an orphan's tearful prayer, and there was no peasant in the entire space of the possessions of the stupid landowner. Where did the peasant go - no one noticed, but only the people saw it, when suddenly a chaffy whirlwind rose and, like a black cloud, the mundane trousers of a peasant swept through the air. The landowner came out onto the balcony, pulled his nose and senses: pure, pure air in all his possessions has become. Naturally, I was satisfied. Thinks: "Now I will pamper my white body, the body is white, friable, crumbly!" And he began to live and live, and began to think how he could comfort his soul. “I’ll start, he thinks, a theater at my place! I'll write to the actor Sadovsky: come, they say, dear friend! and bring the actors with you! " The actor Sadovsky obeyed him: he himself came and brought the actor. He only sees that the landlord's house is empty and there is no one to put up a theater and raise the curtain. - Where are you doing your peasants? - Sadovsky asks the landowner. - But God, by my prayer, cleared all my possessions from the peasant! - However, brother, you stupid landowner! Who gives you, stupid, to wash? - Yes, and how many days I go unwashed! - So, are you going to grow champignons on your face? - Said Sadovsky, and with this word he left and the actor took away. He remembered the landowner that he had four general acquaintances nearby; he thinks: “What am I doing all the grandpassengers and grandpasions! I'll try to play a bullet or two with the five generals! " No sooner said than done: I wrote invitations, set a day and sent letters to the address. The generals were real, but hungry, and therefore arrived very soon. They arrived - and they cannot wonder why the landowner has such clean air. - And because it is, - the landowner boasts, - that God, by my prayer, cleared all my possessions from the peasant! - Oh, how good it is! - the generals praise the landlord, - so now you won't have this servile smell at all? - Not at all, - the landowner answers. They played a bullet, played another; the generals feel that their hour has come to drink vodka, they become uneasy, look around. - Must be, gentlemen generals, you wanted to have a bite? The landowner asks. - It would not be bad, mister landowner! He got up from the table, went to the cupboard and took out a candy cane and a printed gingerbread for each person. - What is it? The generals ask, staring at him. - And here, have a bite, what God sent! - Yes, we would have beef! beef to us! - Well, I have no beef about you, gentlemen generals, because since God saved me from the peasant, the stove in the kitchen has been unheated! The generals got angry with him, so that even their teeth began to chatter. “But you’re eating something yourself, don’t you?” - they pounced on him. - I eat some raw materials, but I still have gingerbread cookies ... - However, brother, you stupid landowner! - said the generals and, without finishing the bullets, scattered to their homes. The landowner sees that another time he is being honored as a fool, and he was about to think about it, but since at that time a deck of cards caught his eye, he waved his hand at everything and began to lay out the grand patience. - Let's see, - he says, - gentlemen liberals, who will prevail over whom! I will prove to you what true strength of mind can do! He spreads out the "lady's whim" and thinks: "If it comes out three times in a row, therefore, we must not look." And as luck would have it, no matter how many times he spreads it out - everything comes out for him, everything comes out! There was not even any doubt left in him. “If,” he says, “fortune itself indicates, therefore, one must remain firm to the end. And now, as long as it's enough to lay out the grandpasiance, I'll go and work! And so he walks, walks from room to room, then sits down and sits down. And everything thinks. He thinks what kind of cars he will write out of England, so that everything is a couple and a couple, and there is no servile spirit at all. He thinks what kind of orchard he will plant: “Here there will be pears, plums; here - peaches, here - walnuts! " He looks out the window - but everything is there, as he intended, everything is exactly the same! Pear trees, peach trees, apricot trees break, at the behest of a pike, under the load of fruits, but he only knows the fruit with machines and puts it in his mouth! He thinks what kind of cows he will breed, that there is no skin, no meat, but all one milk, all milk! He thinks what kind of strawberries he will plant, all double and triple, five berries per pound, and how many strawberries he will sell in Moscow. Finally he gets tired of thinking, he goes to the mirror to look - and there is already an inch of dust inhabited ... - Senka! - he will suddenly shout, forgetting himself, but then he will catch himself and say, - well, let it stand for the time being! and I will prove to these liberals what a firmness of soul can do! He will blink in such a manner, while it gets dark - and sleep! And in a dream, dreams are even more fun than in reality. He dreams that the governor himself found out about his landlord inflexibility and asks the police chief: "What kind of hard chicken son did you have in the district?" Then he dreams that he was made a minister for this very inflexibility, and he walks in ribbons, and writes circulars: "Be firm and not look!" Then he dreams that he walks along the banks of the Euphrates and the Tigris ... - Eve, my friend! He says. But now I reconsidered all my dreams: I have to get up. - Senka! He shouts again, forgetting himself, but suddenly he remembers ... and his head sinks. - What, however, to do? - he asks himself, - if only some kind of devil brought some hard work! And at this word of his, the police captain himself suddenly arrives. The stupid landowner was overjoyed at him indescribably; ran into the closet, took out two printed gingerbread and thinks: "Well, this one seems to be satisfied!" - Tell me, please, mister landowner, by what miracle did all your temporarily liable persons suddenly disappear? - asks the police officer. - And so and so, God, by my prayer, completely cleared all my possessions from the peasant! - So, sir; But don't you know, sir landowner, who will pay the taxes for them? - Donate? .. it's them! it's themselves! it is their sacred duty and duty! - So, sir; and in what manner can this tax be recovered from them, if, by your prayer, they are scattered over the face of the earth? “I don’t know… I, for my part, don’t agree to pay!” - And do you know, mister landowner, that a treasury without taxes and duties, and even more so without wine and salt regalia, cannot exist? - Well ... I'm ready! a glass of vodka ... I'll pay! “But do you know that, by your grace, you cannot buy a piece of meat or a pound of bread in our bazaar?” do you know what it smells like? - Have mercy! I, for my part, am ready to donate! here are two whole gingerbread! - You stupid, gentleman landowner! - said the police chief, turned and left without even looking at the printed gingerbread. This time the landowner was thinking in earnest. Now the third person is honoring him as a fool, the third person will look and look at him, spit and walk away. Is he really a fool? Surely the inflexibility that he so cherished in his soul, translated into ordinary language, means only stupidity and madness? And really, owing to his intransigence alone, taxes and regalia stopped, and it was not possible to get a pound of flour or a piece of meat at the bazaar? And as he was a stupid landowner, at first he even snorted with pleasure at the thought of what trick he had played, but then he remembered the words of the police chief: "Do you know what it smells like?" - and chickened out in earnest. He began, as usual, to walk up and down the rooms and kept thinking: “What does this smell like? Doesn't it smell like some kind of installation? for example, Cheboksary? or perhaps Barnavin? " - If only to Cheboksary, or what! at least the world would be convinced of what the firmness of the soul means! - says the landowner, but he himself secretly thinks: "In Cheboksary, maybe I would see my dear peasant!" A landowner walks around, and he sits down, and again looks like. Whatever fits, everything seems to say: "And you stupid, gentleman landowner!" He sees that the mouse is running across the room and sneaking towards the cards with which he made grandpasiance and has already oiled it up enough to whet a mouse's appetite with them. - Kshsh ... - he rushed at the mouse. But the little mouse was smart and understood that the landowner could not do any harm to him without Senka. He only wagged his tail in response to the menacing exclamation of the landowner, and in a moment he was already looking out from under the sofa, as if saying: “Wait, you stupid landowner! it's only the beginning! I will eat not only cards, but also your dressing gown, as you grease it properly! " How much, how little time has passed, only the landowner sees that his paths are overgrown with thistles in his garden, that snakes and reptiles are swarming in the bushes, and wild animals howl in the park. Once a bear came up to the estate itself, squatted down, looked through the windows at the landowner and licked its lips. - Senka! - the landowner cried out, but suddenly he caught himself ... and began to cry. However, the firmness of his soul still did not leave him. Several times he weakened, but as soon as he felt that his heart was beginning to dissolve, he would now rush to the newspaper "Vest" and in one minute he would become hardened again. - No, I'd rather be completely wild, I'd rather let me roam the forests with wild animals, but let no one say that the Russian nobleman, Prince Urus-Kuchum-Kildibaev, has abandoned his principles! And so he went wild. Although at this time autumn had already come, and the frost was decent, but he did not even feel the cold. All of him, from head to toe, was overgrown with hair, like the ancient Esau, and his nails became like iron. He had long since stopped blowing his nose, but he walked more and more on all fours and was even surprised that he had not noticed before that this way of walking was the most decent and most convenient. He even lost the ability to pronounce articulate sounds and acquired a special triumphant click, a middle between a whistle, hiss and barks. But I haven't got a tail yet. He will go out to his park, in which he once lived his body loose, white, crumbly like a cat, in an instant, he will climb to the very top of the tree and guard from there. It will come running, a hare, stand on its hind legs and listen to see if there is any danger, - and he is already there. As if an arrow would jump off a tree, cling to its prey, tear it apart with nails, and so on with all the entrails, even with the skin, and eat it. And he became terribly strong, so strong that he even considered himself entitled to enter into friendly relations with the same bear who had once looked at him through the window. - Do you want, Mikhailo Ivanovich, to hike hares together? He said to the bear. - To want - why not want! - answered the bear, - only, brother, you needlessly destroyed this peasant!- And why? - But because this peasant is far more capable than your brother, a nobleman. And therefore I will tell you straight out: you are a stupid landowner, even though you are a friend to me! Meanwhile, the police captain, although he patronized the landowners, did not dare to remain silent in view of such a fact as the disappearance of the peasant from the face of the earth. The provincial authorities were alarmed by his report and wrote to him: “What do you think, who will pay taxes now? who will drink wine in taverns? who will be engaged in innocent occupations? " The captain-police officer answers: the treasury should now be abolished, but innocent occupations have been abolished by themselves, instead of them robberies, robberies and murders have spread in the district. The other day, de and him, the police chief, some kind of bear is not a bear, a man is not a man almost lifted, in which man-bear he suspects that very stupid landowner who is the instigator of all the confusion. The bosses were worried and gathered a council. They decided: to catch the peasant and put him in, and to the stupid landowner, who is the instigator in all the turmoil, to instill in the most delicate way, so that he stops his fanfare and does not obstruct the receipt of taxes in the treasury. As if on purpose, at this time a swarm of peasants flew through the provincial town and showered the entire market square. Now this grace was caught, put in a lash and sent to the district. And suddenly there was another smell in that district of chaff and sheepskins; but at the same time flour, and meat, and all kinds of livestock appeared in the bazaar, and so many taxes were received in one day that the treasurer, seeing such a pile of money, only threw up his hands in surprise and cried out: - And where do you rascals get it from !! "But what happened to the landowner?" - readers will ask me. To this I can say that although with great difficulty, they also caught him. Having caught it, they immediately blew their nose, washed and cut their nails. Then the police captain made him a proper suggestion, took away the newspaper "Vest" and, entrusting him to Senka's supervision, left. He is still alive. Lays out grandpasiance, yearns for his former life in the woods, washes only under duress and at times hums.

Mikhail Evgrafovich Saltykov-Shchedrin

Wild landowner

In a certain kingdom, in a certain state, there was a landowner, he lived and was glad to see the light. He had enough of everything: peasants, bread, cattle, land, and gardens. And that landowner was stupid, he read the newspaper "Vest" and his body was soft, white and crumbly.

Only this landowner once prayed to God:

God! I am pleased with everything from you, I have been awarded with everything! Only one thing is unbearable to my heart: there is too much of a peasant in our kingdom!

But God knew that the landowner was stupid and did not heed his petition.

The landowner sees that the peasant is not decreasing every day, but that everything is coming, - he sees and fears: "Well, how will he come to me with all the good?"

The landowner will look in the newspaper "Vest", as in this case should be done, and read: "Try!"

Only one word is written, - says the stupid landowner, - and this is a golden word!

And he began to try, and not that somehow, but everything according to the rule. Whether a peasant chicken will wander into the master's oats - now, as a rule, it will go into the soup; Whether a peasant firewood is going to cut it in secret in the master's forest - now these are the same firewood for the master's yard, and from the chopper, according to the rule, a fine.

More I now act on them with these fines! - says the landowner to his neighbors, - because for them it is clearer.

The peasants see: although they are a stupid landowner, he has been given great intelligence. He shortened them so that there is nowhere to stick your nose out: wherever they look - everything is impossible, but not allowed, but not yours! The cattle will go out to drink - the landowner shouts: "My water!" And earth, and water, and air - everything became him! The peasant did not light up Luchina in the light, the rod was gone, how to sweep the hut. So the peasants all over the world prayed to the Lord God:

God! It is easier for us to be abyss with children with small children than to be so worried all our lives!

The merciful God heard the orphan's tearful prayer, and there was no peasant in the entire space of the possessions of the stupid landowner. Where did the peasant go - no one noticed, but only the people saw it, when suddenly a chaffy whirlwind rose and, like a black cloud, the mundane trousers of a peasant swept through the air. The landowner came out onto the balcony, pulled his nose and senses: pure, pure air in all his possessions has become. Naturally, I was satisfied. Thinks: "Now I will pamper my white body, the body is white, friable, crumbly!"

And he began to live and live, and began to think how he could comfort his soul.

“I’ll start, he thinks, a theater at my place! I'll write to the actor Sadovsky: come, they say, dear friend! and bring the actors with you! "

The actor Sadovsky obeyed him: he himself came and brought the actor. He only sees that the landlord's house is empty and there is no one to put up a theater and raise the curtain.

Where are you going to take your peasants? - Sadovsky asks the landowner.

But God, through my prayer, cleared all my possessions from the peasant!

However, brother, you stupid landowner! Who gives you, stupid, to wash?

Yes, and how many days I go unwashed!

So, are you going to grow champignons on your face? - Said Sadovsky, and with this word he left and the actor took away.

He remembered the landowner that he had four general acquaintances nearby; thinks: “What am I doing all the grandpassengers and grandpasses? I'll try to play a bullet or two with the five generals! "

No sooner said than done: I wrote invitations, set the day and sent letters to the address. The generals were real, but hungry, and therefore very soon arrived. They arrived - and they cannot wonder why the landowner has such clean air.

And that is why, - the landowner boasts, - that God, by my prayer, cleared all my possessions from the peasant!

Oh, how good it is! - the generals praise the landlord, - so now you won't have this servile smell at all?

Not at all, - the landowner answers.

They played a bullet, played another; the generals feel that their hour has come to drink vodka, they become uneasy, they look around.

You, gentlemen, generals, must have felt like a bite to eat? the landowner asks.

It would not be bad, sir landowner!

He got up from the table, went to the cupboard and took out a candy cane and a printed gingerbread for each person.

What is this? the generals ask, staring at him.

And here, have a bite, what God sent!

Yes, we would have beef! beef to us!

Well, I have no beef about you, gentlemen generals, because since God saved me from the peasant, the stove in the kitchen has been unheated!

The generals got angry with him, so that even their teeth began to chatter.

Why, you’re eating something yourself, don’t you? - they pounced on him.

I eat some raw materials, but I still have gingerbread ...

However, brother, you are a stupid landowner! - said the generals and, without finishing the bullets, scattered to their homes.

The landowner sees that another time he is being honored as a fool, and he was about to think about it, but since at that time a deck of cards caught his eye, he waved his hand at everything and began to lay out the grand patience.

Prince Urus-Kuchum-Kildibaev- a stupid landowner who asked God to rid him of the peasants, and then went wild.

Police Captain

Once upon a time there was a stupid landowner, Prince Urus-Kuchum-Kildibaev. He was rich enough, he liked to read the newspaper "Vesti" and to arrange grandpasiance. Once the prince asked God to wear out the "muzhik". But God knew that the landowner was stupid, so he did not heed him.

Then the landowner began to impose huge fines on the peasants. The people prayed to God, and God made it so that not a single peasant was in the possession of the prince. The satisfied landowner began to breathe the air, clean from the "servile spirit", and immediately invited the guests. But both the actor Sadovsky and four acquaintances of the general, having learned that the prince was left without peasants, considered him stupid.

The prince spread out the grandpasiance and made sure that he was not at all stupid. Then he began to dream about how, without a man, he would order cars from England, which he would plant an orchard. But at the same time he ate lollipops and gingerbread and did not wash.

The police captain, who arrived in the morning, began to scold the prince that because of the disappearance of the peasants, there was now no one to pay taxes, and nothing could be bought at the bazaar. Calling the landowner stupid, the police chief left. But even after that, the prince did not abandon his principles.

Time passed, the landowner became wild - he grew hair, walked on all fours, lost the ability to pronounce sounds, ate hares with fur. Soon he became friends with the bear, but he also considered him stupid.

The provincial authorities were very concerned about the disappearance of the peasant, and the police captain was attacked by a man-bear, in whom he suspected a stupid landowner. Just at this time, a swarm of peasants flew through the city, they were caught and sent to the district, after which everything returned to normal. The landowner was soon found, washed and entrusted to "the supervision of the servant Senka." "He is still alive", "yearns for his former life in the woods, he washes only under duress and hums from time to time."

Conclusion

In the fairy tale "The Wild Landowner" Saltykov-Shchedrin depicted the most complex social processes that began to take place in the Russian environment after the Peasant Reform of 1861. The author is ironic about the consequences of the Decree on the abolition of serfdom, shows in a satirical, exaggerated form the stupidity and real helplessness of the landowners, who at that time tried in every way to oppress the rights of ordinary people.

A short retelling of The Wild Landowner conveys the plot of the tale, but for a better understanding of the work, we recommend that you read it in full.

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In a certain kingdom, in a certain state, there lived a landowner, lived and looked out into the world rejoicing. He had enough of everything: peasants, bread, cattle, land, and gardens. And there was that stupid landowner, he read the newspaper Vesti [political and literary newspaper (1863-1870), the organ of the reactionary noble opposition of the 60s] and his body was soft, white and crumbly.

Only this landowner once prayed to God: - Lord! I am pleased with everything from you, I have been awarded with everything! Only one thing is unbearable to my heart: there is too much of a peasant in our kingdom! But God knew that the landowner was stupid and did not heed his petition. The landowner sees that the peasant is not decreasing every day, but that everything is arriving, he sees and fears: "Well, how will he come to me with all the good?" The landowner will look in the newspaper "Vest", as should be done in this case, and read: "Try!" “Only one word has been written,” the stupid landowner says, “but this is a golden word! And he began to try, and not that somehow, but everything according to the rule. Whether a peasant chicken will wander into the master's oats - now, as a rule, it will go into the soup; Whether a peasant firewood will cut it up in secret in the master's forest - now these same firewood will go to the master's yard, and, as a rule, a fine from the woodcutter. - More I now act on them with these fines! - says the landowner to his neighbors, - because for them it is clearer. The peasants see: although they are a stupid landowner, he has been given great intelligence. He shortened them so that there is nowhere to stick your nose out: wherever they look - everything is impossible, but not allowed, but not yours! The cattle will come out to drink - the landowner shouts: "My water!" And earth, and water, and air - everything became him! The peasant did not light up Luchina in the light, the rod was gone, how to sweep the hut. So the peasants all over the world prayed to the Lord God: - Lord! It is easier for us to be abyss with children with small children than to be so worried all our lives! The merciful God heard the orphan's tearful prayer, and there was no peasant in the entire space of the possessions of the stupid landowner. Where did the peasant go - no one noticed, but only the people saw it, when suddenly a chaffy whirlwind rose and, like a black cloud, the mundane trousers of a peasant swept through the air. The landowner came out onto the balcony, pulled his nose and senses: pure, pure air in all his possessions has become. Naturally, I was satisfied. Thinks: "Now I will pamper my white body, the body is white, loose, crumbly!" And he began to live and live, and began to think how he could comfort his soul. “I’ll start, he thinks, a theater at my place! I’ll write to the actor Sadovsky: come, they say, dear friend! And bring the actors with you!” The actor Sadovsky obeyed him: he himself came and brought the actor. He only sees that the landlord's house is empty and there is no one to put up a theater and raise the curtain. - Where are you doing your peasants? - Sadovsky asks the landowner. - But God, by my prayer, cleared all my possessions from the peasant! - However, brother, you stupid landowner! Who gives you, stupid, to wash? - Yes, and how many days I go unwashed! - So, are you going to grow champignons on your face? - Said Sadovsky, and with this word he left and the actor took away. He remembered the landowner that he had four general acquaintances nearby; thinks: "What am I doing all the grandpasiance and grandpasiance? I'll try to play a bullet or two with the five generals!" No sooner said than done: I wrote invitations, set the day and sent letters to the address. The generals were real, but hungry, and therefore very soon arrived. They arrived - and cannot wonder why the landowner has such clean air. - And because it is, - the landowner boasts, - that God, by my prayer, cleared all my possessions from the peasant! - Oh, how good it is! - the generals praise the landlord, - so now you won't have this servile smell at all? - Not at all, - the landowner answers. They played a bullet, played another; the generals feel that their hour has come to drink vodka, they become uneasy, they look around. - Must be, gentlemen generals, you wanted to have a bite? the landowner asks. - It would not be bad, mister landowner! He got up from the table, went to the cupboard and took out a candy cane and a printed gingerbread for each person. - What is it? the generals ask, staring at him. - And here, have a bite, what God sent! - Yes, we would have beef! beef to us! - Well, I have no beef about you, gentlemen generals, because since God saved me from the peasant, the stove in the kitchen has been unheated! The generals got angry with him, so that even their teeth began to chatter. “But you’re eating something yourself, don’t you?” - they pounced on him. - I eat some raw materials, but there are still gingerbread cookies ... - However, brother, you stupid landowner! - said the generals and, without finishing the bullets, scattered to their homes. The landowner sees that another time he is being honored as a fool, and he was about to think about it, but since at that time a deck of cards caught his eye, he waved his hand at everything and began to lay out the grand patience. - Let's see, - he says, - gentlemen liberals, who will prevail over whom! I will prove to you what true firmness of soul can do! He spreads out the "lady's whim" and thinks: "If it comes out three times in a row, therefore, we must not look." And as luck would have it, no matter how many times he spreads it out - everything comes out for him, everything comes out! There was not even any doubt left in him. “If,” he says, “fortune itself indicates, therefore, one must remain firm to the end. And now, as long as it's enough to lay out the grandpasiance, I'll go and work! And so he walks, walks from room to room, then sits down and sits down. And everything thinks. He thinks what kind of cars he will write out of England, so that everything is ferry and ferry, and that there is no servile spirit at all. He thinks what kind of orchard he will plant: "Here there will be pears, plums; here - peaches, here - walnuts!" He looks out the window - but everything is there, as he intended, everything is exactly the same! Pear trees, peach trees, apricot trees break, at the behest of a pike, under the load of fruits, but he only knows the fruit with machines and puts it in his mouth! He thinks what kind of cows he will breed, that there is no skin, no meat, but all one milk, all milk! He thinks what kind of strawberries he will plant, all double and triple, five berries per pound, and how many strawberries he will sell in Moscow. Finally he gets tired of thinking, he goes to the mirror to look - and there is already dust on an inch inhabited ... - Senka! - he will suddenly shout, forgetting himself, but then he will catch himself and say, - well, let it stand for the time being! and I will prove to these liberals what the firmness of the soul can do! He will blink in such a manner, while it gets dark - and sleep! And in a dream, dreams are even more fun than in reality. He dreams that the governor himself found out about his landlord's intransigence and asked the police chief: "What kind of hard chicken son did you have in the district?" Then he dreams that he was made a minister for this very inflexibility, and he walks in ribbons, and writes circulars: "Be firm and not look!" Then he dreams that he walks along the banks of the Euphrates and the Tigris ... [that is, according to biblical legends, in paradise] - Eve, my friend! he says. But now I reconsidered all my dreams: I have to get up. - Senka! he shouts again, forgetting himself, but suddenly he remembers ... and his head sinks. - What, however, to do? - he asks himself, - if only some kind of devil brought some hard work! And at this word of his, the police captain himself suddenly arrives. The stupid landowner was overjoyed at him indescribably; ran into the closet, took out two printed gingerbread and thinks: "Well, this one seems to be satisfied!" - Tell, please, mister landowner, by what miracle did all your temporarily liable [according to the Regulations of February 19, peasants freed from serfdom, were obliged to work for him temporarily, until the conclusion of an agreement on land redemption with the landowner] suddenly disappeared? - asks the police officer. - And so and so, God, by my prayer, completely cleared all my possessions from the peasant! - So, sir; But don't you know, sir landowner, who will pay the taxes for them? - Donate? .. it's them! it's themselves! it is their sacred duty and duty! - So, sir; and in what manner can this tax be recovered from them, if, by your prayer, they are scattered over the face of the earth? “I don’t know… I, for my part, don’t agree to pay!” - And do you know, mister landowner, that a treasury without taxes and duties, and even more so without wine and salt regalia [state monopoly on sales, royal right to receive income], cannot exist? - Well ... I'm ready! a glass of vodka ... I'll pay! “But do you know that, by your grace, you cannot buy a piece of meat or a pound of bread in our bazaar?” do you know what it smells like? - Have mercy! I, for my part, am ready to donate! here are two whole gingerbread! - You stupid, gentleman landowner! - said the police chief, turned and left without even looking at the printed gingerbread. This time the landowner was thinking in earnest. Now the third person is honoring him as a fool, the third person will look and look at him, spit and walk away. Is he really a fool? Surely the inflexibility that he so cherished in his soul, translated into ordinary language, means only stupidity and madness? And really, owing to his intransigence alone, taxes and regalia stopped, and it was not possible to get a pound of flour or a piece of meat at the bazaar? And as he was a stupid landowner, at first he even snorted with pleasure at the thought of what trick he had played, but then he remembered the words of the police chief: "Do you know what it smells like?" - and chickened out in earnest. He began, as usual, to walk up and down the rooms and kept thinking: "What does this smell like? Does it smell like some kind of installation? For example, Cheboksary? Or, perhaps, Varnavin?" - If only to Cheboksary, or what! at least the world would be convinced of what the firmness of the soul means! - says the landowner, but he himself is secretly thinking: "In Cheboksary, maybe I would see my dear peasant!" A landowner walks around, and he sits down, and again looks like. Whatever fits, everything seems to say: "And you stupid, gentleman landowner!" He sees the mouse running across the room and sneaking up to the cards with which he made grandpasiance and has already oiled it up enough to whet the mouse appetite. - Kshsh ... - he rushed at the mouse. But the little mouse was smart and understood that the landowner could not do any harm to him without Senka. He only wagged his tail in response to the menacing exclamation of the landowner, and in a moment he was already looking out from under the sofa, as if saying: "Wait, you stupid landowner! it's only the beginning! I will eat not only cards, but also your robe, how you grease it properly! "How much time has passed? in the park wild animals howl. ”Once a bear came up to the estate itself, squatted down, looked out the windows at the landowner and licked its lips.“ Senka! ”the landowner cried, but suddenly caught himself ... and cried. However, the firmness of his soul still did not leave Several times he weakened, but as soon as he felt that his heart began to dissolve, he would now rush to the newspaper Vest and in one minute he would harden again. , but no one will say that the Russian nobleman, Prince Urus-Kuchum-Kildibaev, has departed from the principles! head to toe, overgrown with hair, like the ancient Esau, and but he became like iron. He had long since stopped blowing his nose, but he walked more and more on all fours and was even surprised that he had not noticed before that this way of walking was the most decent and most convenient. He even lost the ability to pronounce articulate sounds and acquired a special triumphant click, a middle between a whistle, hiss and barks. But I haven't got a tail yet. He will go out to his park, in which he once lived his body loose, white, crumbly like a cat, in an instant, he will climb to the very top of the tree and guard from there. It will come running, a hare, stand on its hind legs and listen to see if there is any danger, - and he is already there. As if an arrow would jump off a tree, cling to its prey, tear it apart with nails, and so on with all the entrails, even with the skin, and eat it. And he became terribly strong, so strong that he even considered himself entitled to enter into friendly relations with the same bear who had once looked at him through the window. - Do you want, Mikhail Ivanych, to hike hares together? he said to the bear. - To want - why not want! - answered the bear, - only, brother, you needlessly destroyed this peasant! -- And why? - But because this peasant is far more capable than your brother, a nobleman. And therefore I will tell you straight out: you are a stupid landowner, even though you are a friend to me! Meanwhile, the police captain, although he patronized the landowners, did not dare to remain silent in view of such a fact as the disappearance of the peasant from the face of the earth. The provincial authorities were alarmed by his report and wrote to him: "And what do you think, who will pay taxes now? Who will drink wine in taverns? Who will be engaged in innocent occupations?" The captain-police officer answers: the treasury should now be abolished, but innocent occupations have been abolished by themselves, instead of them robberies, robberies and murders have spread in the district. The other day, de and him, the police chief, some kind of bear is not a bear, a man is not a man almost lifted, in which man-bear he suspects that very stupid landowner who is the instigator of all the confusion. The bosses were worried and gathered a council. They decided: to catch the peasant and put him in, and to the stupid landowner, who is the instigator in all the turmoil, to instill in the most delicate way, so that he stops his fanfare and does not obstruct the receipt of taxes in the treasury. As if on purpose, at this time a swarm of peasants flew through the provincial town and showered the entire market square. Now this grace was caught, put in a lash and sent to the district. And suddenly there was another smell in that district of chaff and sheepskins; but at the same time flour, meat, and all kinds of animals appeared in the bazaar, and so many taxes were received in one day that the treasurer, seeing such a pile of money, only threw up his hands in surprise and cried out: - And where are you, rascals, take !! "But what happened to the landowner?" - readers will ask me. To this I can say that although with great difficulty, they also caught him. Having caught it, they immediately blew their nose, washed and cut their nails. Then the police captain made him a proper suggestion, took away the newspaper "Vest" and, entrusting him to Senka's supervision, left. He is still alive. Lays out grandpasiance, yearns for his former life in the woods, washes only under duress and at times hums.

Brief analysis of Saltykov-Shchedrin's fairy tale "The Wild Landowner": idea, problems, themes, image of the people

The fairy tale "The Wild Landowner" was published by M. Ye. Saltykov-Shchedrin in 1869. This work is a satire on the Russian landowner and on the common Russian people. In order to circumvent the censorship, the writer chose a specific genre "fairy tale", within which a deliberate fiction is described. In the work, the author does not give names to his heroes, as if hinting that the landowner is a collective image of all landowners in Russia in the 19th century. And Senka and the rest of the peasants are typical representatives of the peasant class. The theme of the work is simple: the superiority of a hardworking and patient people over mediocre and stupid nobles, expressed in an allegorical manner.

Problems, features and meaning of the tale "The Wild Landowner"

The tales of Saltykov-Shchedrin are always distinguished by simplicity, irony and artistic details, using which the author can absolutely accurately convey the character of the character "And there was that stupid landowner, he read the newspaper" News "and his body was soft, white and crumbly", "he lived and looked into the light rejoiced. "

The main problem in the fairy tale "The Wild Landowner" is the problem of the difficult fate of the people. The landowner in the work appears as a cruel and ruthless tyrant who intends to take the last from his peasants. But having heard the prayers of the peasants for a better life and the desire of the landowner to get rid of them forever, God fulfills their prayers. The landowners cease to bother, and the "men" get rid of oppression. The author shows that in the landowner's world the peasants were the creators of all goods. When they disappeared, he himself turned into an animal, overgrown, stopped eating normal food, since all products disappeared from the bazaar. With the disappearance of the peasants, a bright, eventful life went away, the world became uninteresting, dull, tasteless. Even the entertainment that the landowner enjoyed before — playing the bullet or watching a performance in the theater — no longer seemed so tempting. The world is empty without the peasantry. Thus, in the fairy tale "The Wild Landowner" the meaning is quite real: the upper strata of society oppress and trample the lower ones, but at the same time they cannot remain at their illusory height without them, since it is the "slaves" who provide the country, but their master is nothing but problems, not able to provide.

The image of the people in the work of Saltykov-Shchedrin

The people in the work of ME Saltykov-Shchedrin are hardworking people, in whose hands any business is “argued”. It was thanks to them that the landowner always lived in abundance. The people appear before us not just a weak-willed and reckless masses, but smart and perceptive people: “The peasants see: even though they are a stupid landowner, they have a great mind.” Also, peasants are endowed with such an important quality as a sense of justice. They refused to live under the yoke of the landowner, who imposed unfair and sometimes insane restrictions on them, and asked God for help.

The author himself respects the people. This can be traced in the contrast between how the landowner lived after the disappearance of the peasantry and during its return: “And suddenly again in that district there was a smell of chaff and sheepskins; but at the same time flour, meat, and all kinds of livestock appeared in the bazaar, and there were so many taxes in one day that the treasurer, seeing such a pile of money, only threw up his hands in surprise ... ”- it can be argued that the people are the driving force of society, the foundation on which the existence of such "landowners" is based, and they undoubtedly owe their well-being to an ordinary Russian peasant. This is the meaning of the ending of the fairy tale "The Wild Landowner".

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