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7. VII.

Leaving Boris to discover the exact form and substance
of the passion of love, we will return for a time to
the castle of Kinesma.

Whether the Princess Martha conjectured what had
transpired in St. Petersburg, or was partially informed of
it by her son, cannot now be ascertained. She was sufficiently
weak, timid, and nervous, to be troubled with the
knowledge of the stratagem in which she had assisted in
order to procure money, and that the ever-present consciousness
thereof would betray itself to the sharp eyes


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of her husband. Certain it is, that the demeanor of the
latter towards her and his household began to change
about the end of the summer. He seemed to have a
haunting suspicion, that, in some way he had been, or was
about to be, overreached. He grew peevish, suspicious,
and more violent than ever in his excesses.

When Mishka, the dissipated bear already described,
bit off one of the ears of Basil, a hunter belonging to the
castle, and Basil drew his knife and plunged it into Mishka's
heart, Prince Alexis punished the hunter by cutting
off his other ear, and sending him away to a distant estate.
A serf, detected in eating a few of the pickled cherries
intended for the Prince's botvinia, was placed in a
cask, and pickled cherries packed around him up to the
chin. There he was kept until almost flayed by the acid.
It was ordered that these two delinquents should never
afterwards be called by any other names than “Crop-Ear”
and “Cherry.”

But the Prince's severest joke, which, strange to say,
in no wise lessened his popularity among the serfs, occurred
a month or two later. One of his leading passions
was the chase,—especially the chase in his own forests,
with from one to two hundred men, and no one to dispute
his Lordship. On such occasions, a huge barrel of
wine, mounted upon a sled, always accompanied the crowd,
and the quantity which the hunters received depended
upon the satisfaction of Prince Alexis with the game they
collected.

Winter had set in early and suddenly, and one day, as


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the Prince and his retainers emerged from the forest with
their forenoon's spoil, and found themselves on the bank
of the Volga, the water was already covered with a thin
sheet of ice. Fires were kindled, a score or two of hares
and a brace of deer were skinned, and the flesh placed on
sticks to broil; skins of mead foamed and hissed into the
wooden bowls, and the cask of unbroached wine towered
in the midst. Prince Alexis had a good appetite; the
meal was after his heart; and by the time he had eaten a
hare and half a flank of venison, followed by several bowls
of fiery wine, he was in the humor for sport. He ordered
a hole cut in the upper side of the barrel, as it lay; then,
getting astride of it, like a grisly Bacchus, he dipped out
the liquor with a ladle, and plied his thirsty serfs until
they became as recklessly savage as he.

They were scattered over a slope gently falling from
the dark, dense fir-forest towards the Volga, where it terminated
in a rocky palisade, ten to fifteen feet in height.
The fires blazed and crackled merrily in the frosty air;
the yells and songs of the carousers were echoed back
from the opposite shore of the river. The chill atmosphere,
the lowering sky, and the approaching night could
not touch the blood of that wild crowd. Their faces
glowed and their eyes sparkled; they were ready for any
deviltry which their lord might suggest.

Some began to amuse themselves by flinging the clean-picked
bones of deer and hare along the glassy ice of the
Volga. Prince Alexis, perceiving this diverson, cried out
in ecstasy,—


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“Oh, by St. Nicholas the Miracle-Worker, I'll give
you better sport than that, ye knaves! Here's the very
place for a reisak,—do you hear me children?— a !
Could there be better ice? and then the rocks to jump
from! Come, children, come! Waska, Ivan, Daniel,
you dogs, over with you!”

Now the reisak was a gymnastic performance peculiar
to old Russia, and therefore needs to be described. It
could become popular only among a people of strong
physical qualities, and in a country where swift rivers
freeze rapidly from sudden cold. Hence we are of the
opinion that it will not be introduced into our own winter
diversions. A spot is selected where the water is deep
and the current tolerably strong; the ice must be about
half an inch in thickness. The performer leaps head
foremost from a rock or platform, bursts through the ice,
is carried under by the current, comes up some distance
below, and bursts through again. Both skill and strength
are required to do the feat successfully.

Waska, Ivan, Daniel, and a number of others, sprang
to the brink of the rocks and looked over. The wall
was not quite perpendicular, some large fragments having
fallen from above and lodged along the base. It would
therefore require a bold leap to clear the rocks and strike
the smooth ice. They hesitated,—and no wonder.

Prince Alexis howled with rage and disappointment.

“The Devil take you, for a pack of whimpering
hounds!” he cried. “Holy Saints! they are afraid to
make a reisak!


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Ivan crossed himself and sprang. He cleared the
rocks, but, instead of bursting through the ice with his
head, fell at full length upon his back.

“O knave!” yelled the Prince,—“not to know where
his head is! Thinks it's his back! Give him fifteen
stripes.”

Which was instantly done.

The second attempt was partially successful. One of
the hunters broke through the ice, head foremost, going
down, but he failed to come up again; so the feat was
only half performed.

The Prince became more furiously excited.

“This is the way I'm treated!” he cried. “He forgets
all about finishing the reisak, and goes to chasing sterlet!
May the carps eat him up for an ungrateful vagabond!
Here, you beggars!” (addressing the poor relations,)
“take your turn, and let me see whether you are men.”

Only one of the frightened parasites had the courage
to obey. On reaching the brink, he shut his eyes in mortal
fear, and made a leap at random. The next moment
he lay on the edge of the ice with one leg broken against
a fragment of rock.

This capped the climax of the Prince's wrath. He fell
into a state bordering on despair, tore his hair, gnashed
his teeth, and wept bitterly.

“They will be the death of me!” was his lament.
“Not a man among them! It wasn't so in the old times.
Such beautiful reisaks as I have seen! But the people are
becoming women,— hares,— chickens, — skunks! Villains,


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will you force me to kill you? You have dishonored
and disgraced me; I am ashamed to look my neighbors
in the face. Was ever a man so treated?”

The serfs hung down their heads, feeling somehow responsible
for their master's misery. Some of them wept,
out of a stupid sympathy with his tears.

All at once he sprang down from the cask, crying in a
gay, triumphant tone,—

“I have it! Bring me Crop-Ear. He's the fellow for
a reisak,—he can make three, one after another.”

One of the boldest ventured to suggest that Crop-Ear
had been sent away in disgrace to another of the Prince's
estates.

“Bring him here, I say? Take horses, and don't draw
rein going or coming. I will not stir from this spot until
Crop-Ear comes.”

With these words, he mounted the barrel, and recommenced
ladling out the wine. Huge fires were made, for
the night was falling, and the cold had become intense.
Fresh game was skewered and set to broil, and the tragic
interlude of the revel was soon forgotten.

Towards midnight the sound of hoofs was heard, and
the messengers arrived with Crop-Ear. But, although the
latter had lost his ears, he was not inclined to split
his head. The ice, meanwhile, had become so strong
that a cannon-ball would have made no impression upon
it. Crop-Ear simply threw down a stone heavier than
himself, and, as it bounced and slid along the solid floor,
said to Prince Alexis,—


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“Am I to go back, Highness, or stay here?”

“Here, my son. Thou'rt a man. Come hither to
me.”

Taking the serf's head in his hands, he kissed him on
both cheeks. Then he rode homeward through the dark,
iron woods, seated astride on the barrel, and steadying
himself with his arms around Crop-Ear's and Waska's
necks.