— You have come to an end, Safronov! Well also what? All the same I after all remained, I will be now, as you; I will begin to grow wiser, I will start to act with the point of view, I will see your tendency, you can quite not exist... Elisej could not understand and listened to one sounds through pure glass.
— And you, Goats, too do not care to live. I will forget myself, but you I will start to have constantly. All your lost life, all your problems I will hide in myself and I will not throw them anywhere so you consider itself live. To Wood day and night active, all organizatsionnost on a note I will take, on pension to a camp, lay easy, a companion of Goats! Elisej the fog has made the air on glass and saw CHiklina poorly, but all the same looked, time to look to it there was no place. CHiklin has kept silent and, feeling, that Safronov and Goats are glad now, has told:
— Start up all class will die — yes I and one for it I will remain and I will make all its problem on light! All the same to live for itself I do not know as!. Whose it there the muzzle has stared at us? Enter here, another's person! Elisej has now entered into the Village Soviet and became, not thinking, that trousers have gone down from its stomach though yesterday quite still kept. Elisej had no appetite to a food and consequently grew thin in each expired days.
Is you has killed them? - Has asked CHiklin. Elisej has lifted up trousers and any more did not miss them, nothing answering, nastavja on CHiklina the pale, empty eyes.
— And who? Go result to me somebody who kills our weight. The muzhik has got under way and has gone through an empty crude place where there was last concourse of rooks; rooks have given it road, and Elisej has seen that muzhik who was with yellow eyes; it has put a coffin to a wattle fence and wrote on him the surname printing letters, getting a graphic finger any grounds from a bottle.
— You that, Elisej? Al has learnt what order?
— So-so, - has told Elisej.
— Then — anything, - pokojno the writing muzhik has said. - and dead did not wash in council? I am frightened, as though the state invalid has not arrived on the cart, it a hand will touch me, that I am live, and two have died. The muzhik has gone to wash dead, to find out that the participation and sympathy; Elisej too has started wandering to it following, not knowing where to it is better to be. CHiklin did not mind, while the muzhik removed clothes from victims and carried them serially in a naked condition to dip into a pond, and then, having wiped dry ovchinnoj a wool, has again dressed and has put both bodies on a table.
— Well, fine, - has told then CHiklin. - And who has killed them?
— To us, companion Chiklin, it is not known, ourselves live unintentionally.
— Unintentionally! - has said CHiklin and has made to the muzhik blow in the person that he began to live meaningly. The muzhik was has fallen, but was afraid far to evade, that CHiklin has not thought about it something prosperous, and more has more close appeared before it, wishing to be mutilated and then ishodatajstvovat to itself with means muchenja the right of a life of the poor man more feasibly. CHiklin, seeing before itself such being, has set to it mechanically to a stomach, and the muzhik has overturned, having closed the yellow eyes. Elisej, standing silently aside, has told soon CHiklinu, that the muzhik has abated.
— And it is a pity to you it? - Has asked CHiklin.
— No, - has answered Elisej.
— polozh it in seredku between my companions. Elisej has dragged the muzhik to a table and, having lifted it very much, has fallen down across former dead, and has then adapted as follows, having laid it Safronov's sides and Kozlova are close near. When Elisej has departed back the muzhik has opened the yellow eyes, but could not close them any more and so remained to look.
— The woman is at it? - Has asked CHiklin Eliseja.
— One was, - has answered Elisej.
— What for it was?
— Not to be it was afraid. Voshchev has come to a door and has told CHiklinu that it went — it is demanded by an active.
— On you the rouble, - has given somewhat quicker money Eliseju CHiklin. - Go into a foundation ditch and have a look, whether girl Nastja is live there, and buy to it of sweets. At me heart on it was ill. The active worker sat with three assistants who have grown thin from continuous heroism and quite poor people, but their persons represented the same firm feeling — assiduous selflessness. The active worker has let know CHiklinu and Voshchevu, that the instruction of companion Pashkina they should date all latent forces on a gratification to collective-farm deployment.
— And the true is necessary to proletariat? - Has asked Voshchev.
— The proletariat needs movement, - the active worker has said, - and that towards comes across, all it: be there true, be kulatskaja the stolen jacket — all will go to the organised copper, you learn nothing. Near dead in the Village Soviet the active worker has grieved in the beginning, but then, having recollected novostrojashcheesja the future, has vigorously smiled and has ordered surrounding to mobilise collective farm for funeral procession that all have felt solemnity of death during the developing light moment of nationalisation of property. Left hand Kozlova has overhung downwards, and its all lost case has tilted from a table, ready unconsciously to fall. CHiklin has corrected Kozlova and has noticed, that dead began to lay absolutely closely: them was four instead of a three. The fourth CHiklin did not remember and any boring muzhik who was based on one side with broken off dyhanem has addressed to the active worker for misfortune illumination though the fourth was not the proletarian, and. The active worker has presented CHiklinu, that this domestic element is deadly wrecker Safronov and Kozlova, but now he has noticed the grief from the organised movement on it and itself has come here, has laid down on a table between the deads and has personally died.
— All the same I would find out it in half an hour, - the active worker has told. - at us elements now are not present drops to get to to anybody there is no place! And someone else one superfluous lays!
— I have finished that, - have explained CHiklin. - Thought, that stervets was and asks blow. I have given to it, and it oslab.
— And it is correct: in area to me also will not believe, that there was one ubiets, and two are quite kulatsky a class and the organisation! After funeral away from collective farm the sun has come, and at once became deserted and alien on light: because of morning edge of area there was a dense underground cloud, by midnight it should reach local grounds and spill on them all weight of cold water. Looking there, collective farmers started to feel chilly, and hens for a long time already kvohtali in the zakutah, having a presentiment of a longitude of time of autumn night. Soon on the earth there has come the continuous darkness strengthened by blackness of soil, crushed in wandering weights; but the top was still light — among dampness of an inaudible wind and height there there was a yellow light of the sun reaching there and was reflected in last foliage of the gardens inclined in silence. People did not wish to be in log huts — there they were attacked by thoughts and moods, - they went in all open places of village and tried to see constantly each other; Whether besides, they sensitively listened will be distributed from afar on damp air of any sound to hear a consolation in such difficult space. The active worker still has started up for a long time the oral instruction on observance sanitarnosti in a national life for what people should be all time in the street, instead of choke in family log huts. From it it was easier to sitting active to observe weights from a window and to conduct all of them time further. The active worker too has had time to notice this evening yellow dawn similar to light of burial, and has decided to appoint tomorrow since the morning a star campaign of collective-farm pedestrians in neighbouring, pressing close to edinolichiju, villages and then to declare national games. The chairman of the Village Soviet, serednjatsky the old man, has approached was to the active worker behind any order because was afraid to stay idle, but the active worker has released it from itself a hand, having told only that the Village Soviet strengthened back gains of an active and guarded dominating poor men from kulatskih predators. The old man-chairman with gratitude has calmed down and has gone to do to itself a sentry beater. Voshchev was afraid of nights, it in them laid without a dream and doubted; its basic feeling of a life aspired to something ought on light, and the secret hope of thought promised it far rescue from obscurity of general existence. It went on a lodging for the night near to CHiklinym and worried, that that now will lay down and will fall asleep, and he one will look eyes in a gloom over collective farm.
— You today, CHiklin, do not sleep, and that I am afraid of something.
— Be not afraid. You tell, who to you is terrible — I will kill him.
— To me warm puzzlement, companion Chiklin is terrible. I and itself do not know that. All seems to me, that in the distance there is something especial or a magnificent unrealizable subject, and I am sad I live.
— And we will extract it. You, Voshchev, as they say, do not grieve.
— When, companion Chiklin?
— And you consider, what have extracted: you see, to all of us now there was anything... On the brink of collective farm there was an Organizational Court yard in which the active worker and other leading poor men made training of weights; not proved fists and the different at fault members of the collective here lived, one of them were on a court yard that have run into small mood of doubt, others — that cried during vivacity and kissed kolja on the court yard, departing in nationalisation, the third — for something other, and, at last, one was the old man who has was on the Organizational Court yard samotekom, is there was a watchman from tiled factory: it went somewhere through, and it here have suspended, because it had an extreneity expression on the person. Voshchev and CHiklin have sat down on a stone among the Court yard, assuming soon to fall asleep under a local canopy. The old man from tiled factory has recollected CHiklina and has reached it, until then it sat in the nearest grass and in the dry way erased a dirt from the body under a shirt.
— You what for here? - Has asked it CHiklin.
— Yes I went, and to me have ordered to remain: can, speak, you in vain live, give we will look. I was went silently by, and me back okorachivajut: stand, shout, kulashnik! Since then I here also live on kartoshnyh harchah.
— To you all the same where to live, - has told CHiklin, - if only not to die.
Is you correctly you speak! I to what you want I will get used, only at first tomljus. Here me both to letters have learnt also number force to know: you will be, speak, the pertinent class old man. Yes that well, I also will be... The Old man all night long would speak, but Elisej has come back from a foundation ditch and has brought CHiklinu the letter from Prushevsky. Under a lantern shining a signboard of the Organizational Court yard, CHiklin has read, that Nastja it is live and ZHachev has started to carry it daily in a kindergarten where she has grown fond of the Soviet state and collects for it utility refuse; itself Prushevsky strongly misses that Goats and Safronov were lost, and ZHachev on them cried enormous tears. "To me it is difficult enough, - a companion Prushevsky wrote, - and I am afraid, that I will grow fond of any one woman and I marry, as I have no public value. The foundation ditch is finished, and we will be it butit in the spring. Nastja is able, it appears, to write printing letters, send you its piece of paper". Nastja wrote CHiklinu: " Liquidate a fist as a class. Long live Lenin, Goats and Safronov. Greetings to poor collective farm, and fists are not present ". CHiklin long whispered these written words and it was deeply touched, not being able to wrinkle the person for grief and crying; then it has gone to sleep. In the big house of the Organizational Court yard there was one enormous room, and there all slept on a floor thanks to a cold. Forty or fifty persons of the people have opened mouths and breathed upwards, and under a low ceiling the lamp in a fog of sighs hung, and it silently shook from any concussion of the earth. Among a floor laid and Elisej; its sleeping eyes almost were completely open and looked not blinking on a burning lamp. Found Voshcheva, CHiklin has laid down near to it and has calmed down till more light morning. In the morning collective-farm barefooted pedestrians have stood in a row on Orgdvore. Each of them had a flag with the slogan in hands and a bag with food behind the back. They expected the active worker as initial person in collective farm to learn from it, what for it to go to another's places. The active worker has come on the Court yard together with the advanced personnel and, having placed pedestrians in the form of a fivefold star, became in the middle of all and has said the word specifying to pedestrians to go on Wednesday of the surrounding poor and to show it property of collective farm by calling to a socialist order for all the same further it will be bad. Elisej held in a hand the longest flag and, it is obedient having listened to the active worker, has got under way a habitual step forward, not knowing where it should stop. In that morning there was a dampness and the cold with distant pustoporozhnih places blew. Such circumstance too has not been missed by an active.
— Disorganisation! - with despondency the active worker about this cooling evening of the nature has told. Poor and average wanderers have gone to the way and have disappeared in the distance, in extraneous space. CHiklin looked after the left barefooted collectivisation, not knowing, that it is necessary to assume further, and Voshchev was silent without thought. From the big cloud which have stopped over deaf distant arable lands, a wall the rain has gone and has covered left in the environment of a moisture.
— And where they have gone? - One has told podkulachnik, lonely from the population on Orgdvore for the harm. The active worker has forbidden it to leave further a wattle fence, and podkulachnik was expressed through it. - At us one obuvki for ten years will suffice, and they where climb?
— Give to it! - has told CHiklin Voshchevu. Voshchev has approached to podkulachniku and has made blow in his face. podkulachnik did not respond any more. Voshchev has come nearer to CHiklinu with ordinary bewilderment about a surrounding life.
— Look, CHiklin as the collective farm goes on light — boringly and barefooted.
— They therefore go, that barefooted, - has told CHiklin. - And to rejoice it there is nothing: collective farm after all everyday business.
— The Christ too, likely, went boringly, and in the nature there was an insignificant rain.
— In you mind — the poor man, - has answered CHiklin. - the Christ went one it is not known because of what, and the whole heaps for the sake of existence here move. The active worker was here on Orgdvore; the last night has passed for it for nothing — the instruction has not gone down on collective farm, and it has lowered techene thoughts in own head; but the thought bore to it fear of omissions. He was afraid, that prosperity will accumulate on individual court yard and it will lose sight of it. Simultaneously he was afraid also of rediligence, therefore has socialised only horse livestock, suffering for lonely cows, sheep and a bird because in hands of the spontaneous individualist and the goat is the capitalism lever. Constraining force of the initiative, motionlessly there was an active worker among general silence of collective farm, and its improvised companions looked at its ceased lips, not knowing where it to move. CHiklin and Voshchev left with Orgdvora and have gone to search for dead stock, to see its validity. Having passed some distance, they have stopped on a way because on the right side of street without effort the person have opened one collar, and through them quiet horses began to leave. Equal step, not lowering goals to growing food on the earth, horses in the rallied weight passed street and have gone down in a ravine in which water contained. Having got drunk in norm, horses have entered into water and have stood in it some time for the cleanliness, and then have got out on coastal sush and have got under way back, not losing building and rallyings among themselves. But at the first court yard of a horse have dispersed — one has stopped at a straw roof and another has started to pull straw from it, having bent down, selected in a mouth residual bunches of lean hay, more gloomy horses have entered on manors and there took on familiar, native places on a sheaf and have taken out it on street. Each animal took a feasible share of food and carefully bore it in a direction of those gate, whence there were before all horses. Before the come horses have stopped at the general gate and have waited all other horse weight, and when all in common were going to, the forward horse has pushed with a collar head wide open and all horse system has left with a forage on a court yard. On a court yard of a horse have opened mouths, the food has fallen from them in one average heap and then the socialised cattle became around and has started to eat slowly, organizovanno having reconciled without care of the person. Voshchev in a fright looked at animals through a chink of gate; the peace of mind of chewing cattle as if all horses with accuracy were convinced of collective-farm meaning of the life, and it one lives and suffers worse a horse. Further loshadnogo a court yard there was someone's deprived log hut which stood without manor and ogorozhi on a naked terrestrial place. CHiklin and Voshchev have entered into a log hut and have noticed in it the muzhik laying on a bench downwards by the person. Its woman tidied up a floor and, having seen visitors, has outdone the end of a scarf, paternal at her habitual tears have now begun to flow.
— You of that? - Has asked it CHiklin.
— I-i, kasatiki! - the woman and more has said has more densely begun to cry.
— Dry more soon and speak! - has brought to reason her CHiklin.
— The muzhik has buried which day and lays... The Woman, speaks, posuj to me food in an interior, and that I weigh the empty I lay, the soul has left all flesh, to depart I am afraid, luggage, shouts, any cargo on a shirt. As evening so I to it to a stomach adhere a samovar. When something will come? CHiklin has approached to the peasant and has turned it backwards — it was really easy and thin, and pale, its hardened eyes did not express even shyness. CHiklin has close tended to it.
— You that — breathe?
— As I will recollect, so I will sigh, - the person has poorly answered.
— And if you will forget to breathe?
— Then I will die.
— Perhaps you do not feel meaning of the life, so suffer slightly, - has told Voshchev to the lying. The wife of the owner gradually, but with accuracy examined come, and from causticity of eyes at it is tolerant tears have dried up.
— It felt all, companions, all clean sincerely saw! And as a horse took in the organisation so it has laid down and has ceased. I though will cry, and it is not present.
— Let cries is better, to it it will be lovelier, - has advised Voshchev.
— I and that spoke to it. Unless it is possible lay silently — the power will be frightened. I purposely, here the truth true — you people to see, good, I both will leave on street, and I will be filled in all with tears. And a companion the active worker sees me — after all he everywhere looks, it has counted all chips, - both will see me, and orders: cry, the woman, cry is the sun of a new life has ascended more strongly, and light cuts your dark eyes. And a voice at it equal, and I see, that to me will be nothing, and to crying with all desire...
— So, your muzhik only exists recently without sincere diligence? - Has addressed Voshchev.
— Yes as here has ceased me the wife the nobility, and esteem, that since then.
— At it the soul — a horse, - has told CHiklin. - Start up it now empty will be, and its wind will blow. The woman has opened a mouth, but remained without a sound because Voshchev and CHiklin have left at a door. Other log hut stood on the big manor fenced with wattle fences, inside log huts the muzhik laid in empty to a coffin and at any noise closed eyes, as died. Over a head semideceased some weeks the icon lamp burnt, and itself laying in a coffin added to it butter from a bottle from time to time. Voshchev has leant the hand to a forehead of the dead and has felt, that the person warm. The muzhik heard that and has at all calmed down breath, wishing it is more to cool down outside. It has compressed a teeth and did not pass air in the depth.
— And now it has become cold, - has told Voshchev. The muzhik from all dark forces stopped internal palpation of a life, and the life from long dispersal could not stop in him. "See you what, chtushchaja me force, - between times thought lying, - all the same I you zatomlju, it is better itself come to an end".
— As though has again become warmer, - found out Voshchev on time current.
— Means, force is not afraid still, podkulatskaja, - has said CHiklin. Heart of the muzhik has independently risen in soul, in throat narrowness, and there was compressed, releasing from itself heat of a dangerous life in the top skin. The muzhik has got under way feet to help the heart to shudder, but heart was tortured without air and could not work. The muzhik has opened wide a mouth and has cried from a death grief, regretting the whole bones from sotlenija in ashes, the bloody force of a body from rotting, eyes from a disappearing this world and a court yard from eternal sirotstva.
— Dead do not rustle, - has told Voshchev to the muzhik.
— I will not be, - it agree has answered lying and the gauging happy that has pleased the power.
— Cools down, - has felt Voshchev a neck of the muzhik.
— Extinguish an icon lamp, - has told CHiklin. - Over it fire burns, and he has screwed up eyes — here where any avarice on revolution. Left on fresh air, CHiklin and Voshchev have met the active worker — it went to a log hut-reading room on cultural revolution affairs. After that it has been obliged to bypass still all average individualists who have remained without collective farm to convince them of unreasonableness of the fenced domestic capitalism. In a log hut-reading room there were in advance organised collective-farm women and girls.
— Hi, a companion an active! - all of them have told at once.
— Greetings to a shot! - the active worker has answered thoughtfully and has stood in a silent reason. - and now we will repeat the letter "and", listen to my messages and write... Women have lain down to a floor because all log hut-reading room was empty, and began to write plaster pieces on boards. CHiklin and Voshchev too have sat down downwards, wishing to strengthen the knowledge in the alphabet.
— What words begin on "and"? - The active worker has asked. One happy girl has half-risen on knees and has answered with all speed and vivacity of the reason:
— Avant-guard, an active, allilujshchik, advance payment, arhilevyj, the anti-fascist! The firm sign everywhere is necessary, and arhilevomu it is not necessary!
— Correctly, Makarovna, - the active worker has estimated. - write systematically these words. Women and girls have diligently lain down to a floor and have started to draw persistently letters, using korjabajushchej plaster. The active worker was lost in contemplation in the meantime in a window, reflecting about any further way or, maybe, pining from the lonely consciousness.
— What for they write a firm sign? - Has told Voshchev. The active worker has looked back.
— Because from words lines are designated and slogans and a firm sign to us it is more useful soft. It is soft it is necessary to cancel, and firm to us it is inevitable: it does rigidity and clearness of formulations. All it is clear?
— Everything, - have told all.
— Would write further concepts on. Speak, Makarovna! Makarovna has risen and to trustfulness before a science has started talking:
— The Bolshevik, burzhuj, a hillock, the permanent chairman, collective farm is the blessing of the poor man, bravo-bravo-lenintsy! Firm signs to put on a hillock and a Bolshevik and more on the collective farm end, and there everywhere soft places!
— Bureaucratism has forgotten, - the active worker has defined. - well, write. And you, Makarovna, run to me in church — a tube light...
— Give I descend, - has told CHiklin. - do not tear off the people from mind. The active worker vtolok in a tube lopushinye crumbs, and CHiklin has gone to light it from fire. The church stood on the brink of village, and behind it emptiness of autumn and an eternal spirit of conciliation of the nature began. CHiklin has had a look at this poor silence, on distant loziny, stynushchie in a clay field, but anything could not mind yet. Near church the grass grew old zabvennaja and there were no footpaths or other human traces through passage — means, people did not pray for a long time in a temple. CHiklin has passed to church on a thick lebedy and burdocks, and then has entered on a church porch. Was nobody in cool pritvore, only a sparrow, having compressed, veins in a corner; but also he was not frightened CHiklina, and only silently has had a look at the person, being going to, it is visible, soon to die in darkness of autumn. In a temple many candles burnt; Light of silent, sad wax shined all interior of a premise to most podspudja domes, and clean persons sacred with indifference expression looked in dead air as inhabitants of that, quiet light, - but the temple was empty. CHiklin has lighted up a tube from a near candle and has seen, that ahead on amvone still someone smokes. And was — at a step amvona the person sat and smoked. CHiklin has approached to it.
— From a companion of the active worker have come? - The smoker has asked.
— And you that?
— All the same I on a tube see.
— And you who?
— I was the priest, and now have kept separate from the soul and is cut under a foxtrot. You have a look! The priest has taken off a cap and has shown CHiklinu a head processed, as on the girl.
— Anything after all?. Yes all the same to me do not believe, speak, I secretly believe also obvious stervets for the poor. It is necessary to earn the experience that in a godlessness circle have accepted.
— Than you earn it, the nasty such? - Has asked CHiklin. The priest has combined bitterness to itself in heart and has willingly answered:
— And I to the people sell candles — you see, all hall burns! Means skopljajutsja also go to a mug to the active worker for a tractor.
— Do not tell lies: where here the prayerful people?
— To the people here cannot be, - the priest has informed. - the people only buy a candle and put to its God as the orphan, instead of the pray, and itself now disappears. CHiklin has furiously sighed and has asked still:
— And paternal the people are not christened here, the swine you such? The priest has risen before it on feet for respect, being going to with accuracy to inform.
— To be christened, a companion, is not supposed: that I write down cursive writing in pominalnyj a leaf...
— Speak more soon and further! - has specified CHiklin.
— And I do not stop the word, a companion brigade, only I rate is weak, you endure me... And those leaves with a designation of the person who has dawned rukodejstvujushchim by a cross, or inclined the body before heavenly force, or the honouring which has made to another certificate podkulatskih the prelates, I personally accompany every seminight those leaves to a companion to the active worker.
— Approach to me up to, - has told CHiklin. The priest gotovno has fallen with porozhek amvona.
— Blink, foul. The priest has closed eyes and has expressed sweet courtesy on the person. CHiklin, not kolebnuvshis the case, has made to the priest conscious blow in skulo. The priest has opened eyes and has again screwed up them, but could not fall not to give CHiklinu concept about the insubordination.
— You wish to live? - Has asked CHiklin.
— To me, a companion to live is useless, - the priest has reasonably answered. - I do not feel more charm of creation — I remained without the God, and the God without the person... Having told last words, the priest was inclined on the earth and began to pray to the guardian angel, concerning a floor fokstrotnoj a head. In village the long whistle was distributed, and after it have begun to neigh. The priest has stopped a praying hand and has thought value of a signal.
— Meeting of founders, - he has told with humility. CHiklin left church in a grass. On a grass went there was a woman to church, correcting behind itself rumpled lebedu, but having seen CHiklina, it was stupefied on a place and from a fright has stretched it a five-copeck coin for a candle.
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The organizational Court yard has become covered by the continuous people; there were organised members and unorganized individualists who else was malomochen on consciousness or had podkulatskuju a share of a life and did not enter collective farm. The active worker was on a high porch and with silent grief observed a movement of vital weight on the crude, evening earth; he silently liked the poor which, having eaten simple bread, are desirable was torn forward in the invisible future for all the same the earth for them was empty and disturbing; it secretly gave city sweets to children deprived and with communism approach in agriculture has decided to take installation on a marriage as then women will better come to light. And now someone's small child stood about the active worker and looked at his face.
— You of that vzarilsja? - The active worker has asked. - on you a candy. The boy took a sweet, but one food to it was a little.
— Djad, paternal you the cleverest, and the cap at you is not present? The active worker without the answer has stroked a head of the boy; the child with surprise razgryz a continuous stony sweet — it shone, as rassechennyj ice, and in it was nothing, except hardness. The boy has given half of sweet back to the active worker.
— Itself eat up, at her in seredke varenev is not present: it is continuous collectivisation, we have not enough pleasure! The active worker has smiled with acute consciousness, he had a presentiment, that this child in a maturity of the life will recollect him among burning light of the socialism extracted by concentrated force of an active from pletnevyh of court yard of villages. Voshchev and more three convinced muzhiks carried logs to collars Orgdvora and put them in a stack — in advance the active worker has instructed them on this work. CHiklin too has followed workers and, taking a log about a ravine, has incurred it to Orgdvoru: let goes more advantage to the general copper that was not so it is sad around.
— Well as we will be, citizens? - The active worker in substance of the people which were before it has said. - you that — again capitalism to sow be going to or have come round?. Organised have sat down on the earth and smoked with satisfactory feeling, stroking the small beards which for the last half a year something began to grow less often; the unorganized stood standing, overcoming the vain soul, but one handy an active has learnt them, that the soul in them is not present, and there is only one property mood, and they at all did not know now, how it becomes, time will not be property. Others, having inclined, knocked to themselves on a breast and listened to the thought therefrom, but heart fought easily and sadly as empty, and answered nothing. Standing people for an instant did not lose sight of the active worker, near to a porch looked at the supervising person with all zhelanem in not blinking eyes that he saw their ready mood. CHiklin and Voshchev by then have already coped with delivery of logs and their steels zatesyvat in a paw from all ends, trying to arrange the big subject. The sun were not in the nature neither yesterday, nor now, and sad evening has early come over crude fields; the silence extended now on all visible light, only axe CHiklina sounded among it and responded a shabby scratch on a close mill and in wattle fences.
— Well! - the active worker from above has patiently told. - Or you and will stand between capitalism and communism: after all it is time to get under way — at us in area the fourteenth plenum goes!
— Permit, a companion an active, still a little srednote to stand, - back muzhiks have asked, - can, we obvyknemsja: to us the main business a habit, and all of us will endure that.
— Well stand, while the poor sit, - the active worker has resolved. - all the same companion Chiklin has not had time to hammer together yet a log in one block.
— And to what those logs get on, a companion the active worker? - Has asked back serednjak.
— And it for liquidation of classes will be organised a raft that tomorrow kulatsky the sector went on small river to the sea and further... Having taken out pominalnye leaves and klassovo-rassloechnuju the sheet, the active worker began to mark signs on papers; and the pencil at it was multi-coloured, and it applied that dark blue red colour, and that simply sighed and thought, not putting signs to the decision. Standing muzhiks have opened mouths and looked at a pencil with languor of weak soul which has appeared at them from last rests of property because began to suffer. CHiklin and Voshchev tesali in two axes at once, and logs at them developed one to another up to, basing from above a spacious place. Near serednjak has leant a head against a porch and there was in such rest some time.
— A companion an active, and a companion!.
— Speak clearly, - the active worker between the business has offered serednjaku.
— Permit us a grief to grieve in ostatnjuju night, and then we with you will rejoice a century! The active worker has short thought.
— Night is long. Around us rates on district go, grieve, while the raft is not ready.
— Well though to a raft, and that pleasure, - the average muzhik has told and has begun to cry, not losing time of last grief. The women, standing up for wattle fence Orgdvora, have at once howled in all heart-felt voices so CHiklin and Voshchev have ceased to cut a tree with axes. The organised member poor have risen from the earth, happy, that to it to grieve it is not necessary, and have left to look on at the general, essential property of village.
— Turn away also you from us for short time, - two have asked the active worker serednjaka. - Allow to us you not to see. The active worker was discharged from a porch and has left in the house where with greed has started to write the official report about exact execution of action for continuous collectivisation and about liquidation by means of an alloy on a fist raft as a class; thus the active worker could not put a comma as and in its instruction was not after a word of "fist". Further he has asked to itself(himself) from area the new fighting company that the local active worked smoothly and accurately drew expensive general line forward. The active worker would wish still that the area declared it in the decision most ideologichnym in all regional superstructure, but this desire has ceased in him without consequences because he has recollected how after grain-collections he was necessary to declare to it itself(himself), that the cleverest person at the given stage of village, and, having heard it, one muzhik declared itself the woman. The house door was opened, and in it noise muchenja from village was distributed; The entered person has erased mokrotu from clothes, and has then told:
— A companion an active, there snow has gone also a cold blows.
— Start up goes, to us that?
— To us — anything, to us though that happen — we will cope! - the was elderly poor man has quite agreed. He has been constantly surprised, that is still live on light because had nothing, except vegetables from a domestic kitchen garden and bednjatskoj a privilege and could not achieve the higher, happy life in any way.
— You to me, a companion main, tell on joy: to be written to me to collective farm on rest or to wait?
— Be written, of course, and that to ocean I will send!
— To the poor man it is not terrible anywhere; I would register for a long time, only zoju to sow I am afraid.
— What zoju? If a soya, it after all an official cereal?
— It, the stinker.
— Well, not this — I will consider your psychology.
— Consider, please. Having written down the poor man in collective farm, the active worker has been compelled to give it the receipt in reception in membership and that in collective farm will not be zoi, and to invent here the appropriate form for this receipt as the poor man did not leave at all without it. Outside at that time all cold snow more densely fell: the earth from snow became more quiet, but sounds serednjatskogo moods prevented to come to continuous silence. Old plowman Ivan Semenovich Krestinin kissed young trees in the garden and with a root broke them away from soil, and its woman lamented over naked branches.
— Do not cry, the old woman, - spoke Krestinin. - You in collective farm muzhikovskoj davalkoj will become. And these trees — my flesh, also start up it now suffers, to it boringly to be socialised in a captivity! The woman, having heard muzhnie words, and has swept by the ground, and other woman — not that the old maid, not that vdovuha — at first ran along the street and wailed such agitating, monashim a voice, that CHiklinu it wanted to shoot at it, and then she has seen, how krestininskaja the woman slides low, and too has rushed backwards and has hammered feet in cloth stockings. Night has covered all rural scale, snow has made air impenetrable and close in which the breast choked, but nevertheless women screamed everywhere and, getting used to a grief, held constant howl. Dogs and other small nervous animals too supported these painful sounds, and in collective farm was noisy and disturbing, as in a waiting room; average and higher muzhiks silently worked on court yard and zakutam, protected by the woman's we cry at the gate opened wide open. The residual, not socialised horses sadly slept in the machine tools, adhered to them so it is reliable, that they have never fallen, because other horses already stood the dead; in expectation of collective farm break-even muzhiks contained horses without food to be socialised only by one body, and animals not to conduct behind itself in grief.
— Whether you are live, the wet nurse? The horse dozed in a stall, having hung forever a sensitive head: one eye at it has been poorly covered, and on another there was no force, and it remained to look in darkness. The shed has cooled down without horse dyhanja, snow sank down in it, laid down on a head of a mare and did not thaw. The owner has extinguished a match, has embraced a horse for a neck and stood in the sirotstve, smelling on memory sweat of a mare, as on a ploughed land.
— Means, you have died? Well anything, I too will soon die, to us will be silent. The dog, not seeing the person, has entered into a shed and has smelt a hind leg of a horse. Then it has begun to roar, has stuck a mouth into meat and has pulled out to itself beef. Both eyes of a horse zabeleli in darkness, she has had a look both of them and has crossed feet a step forward, not having forgotten with feeling of a pain to live.
— Perhaps you will go to collective farm? Go then, and I will wait, - the owner of a court yard has told. It took a shred of hay from a corner and has brought horses to a mouth. Eye places at a mare became dark, it already smezhila last sight, but still felt a grass smell because its nostrils have moved also a mouth has broken up in two though could not chew. Its life decreased all further, having managed to come back to a pain and meal twice. Then its nostrils were not led any more from hay, and two new dogs indifferently ate off a foot behind, but the life of a horse was still whole — she only grew poor in distant poverty, shared more and more small and could not get tired. Snow fell on the cold earth, being going to to remain at winter; the peace cover has laid at bedtime all visible earth, only round sheds snow has thawn also the earth was black, because warm blood of cows and sheep left from under ogorozh outside and summer places have become bare. Having liquidated all last breathing live stock, muzhiks began to eat beef and all house also punished it to eat; Beef during that short time of a fur-tree as the participle, - is nobody wanted, but it was necessary to hide a flesh native uboiny in the body and to save up it there from nationalisation. Other prudent muzhiks have swelled up for a long time from meat meal and went heavy, as moving sheds; others tore continuously, but they could not leave cattle and destroyed it to bones, not expecting advantage of a stomach. Who forward has had time to eat the living creatures or who has released it in the collective-farm conclusion, that laid in empty to a coffin and veins in him, as on a close court yard, feeling the fenced rest. CHiklin has left raft preparation in such night. Voshchev too has so weakened a body without ideology that could not lift an axe and has laid down during snow: all the same the true is not present on light or, perhaps, it and was in any plant or in a heroic creature, but there was a road beggar and has eaten that plant or has crushed a creature oppressed by a bottom, and itself has died then in an autumn ravine, and its body was blown by a wind in anything. The active worker saw with Orgdvora, that the raft is not ready; however he should send in the tomorrow's morning in area a package with the total report, therefore has given an immediate whistle to the general constituent assembly. The people have acted from court yard on this sound and all unorganized still structure were on area Orgdvora. Women did not cry any more and have dried up the person, muzhiks too kept selflessly, ready to be organised forever. Having come nearer to each other, people became without a word of all serednjatskoj a thick and zagljadelis on a porch on which there was an active worker with a lantern in a hand, - from this own light he did not see a different trifle on persons of people, but him observed all with clearness.
— Are ready, what l? - The active worker has asked.
— Wait, - has told CHiklin to the active worker. - let they will say goodbye till the future life. Muzhiks was have prepared for something, but one of them has said in silence:
— Give us one more instant of time! And having told last words, the muzhik has embraced the neighbour, has kissed him three times and has said goodbye to it.
— Farewell, Egor Semenych!
— There is nothing, Nikanor Petrovich: you me too excuse. Everyone has started to kiss with vseju turn of people, embracing another's hitherto a body, and all lips sadly and friendly kissed everyone.
— Farewell, aunt Darya, do not take offence, that I have burnt your threshing barn.
— The god will excuse, Alesha, now a threshing barn all one mine. Many, having touched with mutual lips, stood in such feeling some time for ever to remember new relatives because till this time they lived without memory about each other and without pity.
— Well, give, Stepan, we will fraternize.
— Farewell, Egor, we lived fiercely, and we come to an end on conscience. After tselovanja people have bowed in the earth — everyone to everything, and have risen on feet, free and empty heart.
— Now we, a companion an active, are ready, write all of us to one column, and fists ourselves will show to you. But the active worker still has designated before all inhabitants — whom in collective farm, and whom on a raft.
— Or consciousness in you has started talking? - He has told. - means, mass job of an active has responded! Here it, an accurate line in future light! CHiklin here left on a high porch and has extinguished a lantern of the active worker — night and without kerosene was light from fresh snow.
— To well you now, companions? - Has asked CHiklin.
— Well, - have told from all Orgdvora. - We do not feel now anything, in us one ashes remained. Voshchev laid aside and could not fall asleep without rest of true in the life in any way then it has risen from snow and has entered into Wednesday of people.
— Hello! - he has told to collective farm, having been delighted. - you became now, as I, I too anything.
— Hi! - all collective farm was delighted to one person. CHiklin too could not endure to be separately on a porch when people stood together from below; it has fallen on the earth, has kindled a fire from pletnevogo a material, and all have started to be warmed from fire. Night stood vaguely over people, and more nobody said words, only was heard, how the dog on another's village in an ancient way told lies, precisely it existed in constant eternity.
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... Has regained consciousness CHiklin the first because has recollected something essential, but, having opened eyes, all has forgotten. Before it stood Elisej and held Nastju on hands. It already held the girl of hour two, being frightened to wake CHiklina, and the girl easy slept, being heated on its warm, warm breast.
— Has not tortured the child? - Has asked CHiklin.
— I do not dare, - have told Elisej. Nastja has opened eyes on CHiklina and has begun to cry after him; she thought, that in the world all is vzapravdu and for ever and if has left CHiklin it already more anywhere will not find it on light. In barrack Nastja often saw CHiklina in a dream and at all did not wish to sleep not to suffer next morning when it will come without it. CHiklin took the girl on hands.
— To you of anything was?
— Anything, - has told Nastja. - And you here the collective farm has made? Show me collective farm! Having risen from the earth, CHiklin has put head Nasti to the neck and has gone raskulachivat.
— zhachev did not offend you?
— As it will offend me when I in socialism will remain, and it will soon die!
— Yes, perhaps, as will not offend! - has told CHiklin and has paid attention on mnogoljudstvo. The extraneous, alien people have settled down heaps and in small weights on Orgdvoru whereas the collective farm still slept the general congestion near the night, grown dim fire. On collective-farm street also there were strange people; they silently stood in expectation of that pleasure behind which them have resulted here Elisej and other collective-farm pedestrians. Some wanderers have surrounded Eliseja and asked it:
— Where the collective-farm blessing or we went for nothing? Whether long to us to wander without a stop?
— Time has resulted you, the active knows, - has answered Elisej. - And your active sleeps, should be?
— The active cannot sleep, - has told Elisej. The active worker left on a porch with handy, and near to it was Prushevsky, and ZHachev crept behind all. Prushevsky companion Pashkin because Elisej passed yesterday by a foundation ditch has sent to collective farm and ate porridge at ZHacheva, but from absence of the mind could not tell any word. Having learnt about that, Pashkin has decided to throw in all rate Prushevsky on collective farm as a cultural revolution shot for without mind the organised people to live should not, and ZHachev has gone at the desire as the ugly creature and consequently they were three together with Nastej on hands, not considering still those roadside muzhiks, whom Elisej ordered to go after itself to exult in collective farm.
— Go more likely a raft finish, - has told CHiklin Prushevsky, - and I soon back to you will keep up. Elisej has gone together with CHiklinym to specify him the oppressed farm laborer who almost worked from time immemorial as gift on imushchih court yard, and now works molotobojtsem in collective-farm kuzne and receives food and privarok as the smith of the second hand; however this molotoboets was not registered on a member of collective farm, and was considered as the hired person, and a trade-union line, receiving messages on this official farm laborer, one in all area, deeply was anxious. Pashkin and at all longed for the unknown proletarian of area and has wanted to relieve it of oppression as soon as possible. About a smithy there was a car and burnt down gasoline on one place. From it has just descended arrived together with spouse Pashkin that with active greed to find out here the residual farm laborer and, having supplied with its best share of a life to dismiss then an union district committee for a negligence of service of member weight. But still CHiklin and Elisej have not reached to kuzni as companion Pashkin already left a premise and has left by the car back, having hung only a head for a body, as if not knowing as it now to be. The spouse of companion Pashkina did not leave the car at all: she only protected the liked person from the counter women adoring the power of her husband and accepting hardness of its management for force of love which it can give them. CHiklin with Nastej on hands has entered in kuznju; Elisej remained to stand outside. The smith swung fur air in a forge, and the bear beat a hammer on the heated iron strip on an anvil.
— More likely, Mish, and that we with you a shock brigade! - the smith has told. But the bear and without that so assiduously tried, that smelt palenoj as a wool which is burnt with sparks of metal, and the bear of it did not feel.
— Well, now awaking! - the smith has defined. The bear has ceased to bang and, having departed, has drunk from thirst of a half-bucket of water. Having lost then the tiredly the proletarian person, a bear has spat in a paw and has again started work molotobojtsa. Now to it the smith has put to forge a horseshoe for one individualist from collective farm vicinities.
— Mish, it should be terminated pozhivej: in the evening the owner will arrive — the liquid will be! - and the smith has shown to own detriment, as on a pipe for vodka. The bear, having understood the future pleasure, with bolshej hunting has started to do a horseshoe. - and you, the person, what for has come? - The smith at CHiklina has asked.
— Release molotobojtsa fists to show: speak, at it the experience is great. The smith has reflected a little about something and has told:
— And you have co-ordinated a question with an active? After all in kuzne is promfinplan, and you break it!
— Has co-ordinated quite, - has answered CHiklin. - And if your plan breaks so I will come to you it to raise... You have heard about araratskuju mountain — so I for certain would fill it, if put the earth the shovel in one place!
— nehaj then goes, - the smith about a bear was expressed. - go on Orgdvor and vdar in a bell that the Bear lunch time uslyhal, and that it will not get under way — he at us adores discipline. While Elisej indifferently went on Orgdvor, the bear has made four horseshoes and asked to work still. But the smith has sent it behind fire wood to burn from them then coals and a bear has brought the whole suitable wattle fence. Nastja, looking at the turned black, burnt bear, rejoiced, that it for us, instead of for burzhuev.
— He after all too suffers, it, means, ours, the truth after all, - spoke Nastja.
— And that as! - answered CHiklin. The bell rumble was distributed, and the bear has instantly disregarded the work — before it broke a wattle fence on small parts, and now at once was straightened and has reliably sighed: shabash, say. Having lowered paws in a bucket with water to wash on them cleanliness, it then left for meal reception. The smith has specified to it on CHiklina, and the bear has easy followed the person, habitually keeping outright, on one hinder legs. Nastja has touched a bear for a shoulder, and it too has concerned slightly with its paw and has yawned all mouth, whence has begun to smell last food.
— Look, CHiklin, it all grey-haired!
— Veins with people — here also has turned grey from a grief. The bear has waited, while the girl will look again at it, and, having waited, has screwed up for it one eye; Nastja has laughed, and molotoboets has struck itself on a stomach so, that at it something there zaburchalo, paternal Nastja has laughed even better, the bear has not paid on juvenile attention. About one court yard to go was as cool, as well as across the field, and about others warmth was felt. Cows and horses laid in manors with razverstymi decaying trunks, and the long heat of a life saved under the sun still left them in air, in the general winter space. Already many court yard passed CHiklin and molotoboets, and kulachestvo something anywhere did not liquidate. The snow occasionally falling until then from upper berths, has gone now more often and more rigidly, - any come across wind has started to make a blizzard that happens when the winter is established. But CHiklin and a bear went through a snow secant frequency direct street order because CHiklinu it was impossible to reckon with mood of the nature; only Nastju CHiklin has hidden from a cold for a bosom, having left outside only her head that it did not miss in dark heat. The girl all time watched a bear, to it it was good, that animals too are working class, and molotoboets he looked at it as on forgotten sister, with which zhiroval at a parent stomach in summer wood of the childhood. Wishing to please Nastju, the bear has looked around — that it to seize or break out to it for a gift? But happy subject any in the slightest degree was not close, except glinosolomennyh dwellings and wattle fences. Then molotoboets has peered into a snow wind and has quickly snatched out from it something small, and then has brought the compressed paw to Nastinomu to the person. Nastja has chosen from its paw a fly, knowing, that flies too are not present now — they have died in the end of summer. The bear has started to chase flies on all street, - flies flied the whole clouds, alternating with rushing snow.
— Why there are flies, when winter? - Has asked Nastja.
— From fists, a daughter! - has told CHiklin. Nastja has strangled in a hand fat kulatskuju a fly, presented to it a bear, and has told still:
— And you kill them as a class! And that flies will be in the winter, and are not present in the summer: birds have nothing to eat. The bear has suddenly begun to roar about a strong, pure log hut and did not wish to go further, having forgotten about flies and the girl. The woman's person has stared in window glass, and on glass the liquid of tears as if their woman held all time on call has spread. The bear has opened a mouth on the visible woman and has roared even more furiously so the woman has jumped aside in dwelling.
