Chapter Summaries: Dole: The Princess Mariya's solicitude about her brother. The old prince approves of Pierre. Received as one of the family.
Briggs: The old prince takes to Pierre.
Maude: Old Bolkonski and Pierre
Translation:
XIV.
The wanderer calmed down and, induced again into conversation, then for long told about Father Amfilohiya, who had such a saintly life that from his hands came the smell of frankincense, and about how her acquaintance monks in her latter wanderings in Kiev gave her the keys of the caves, and how she, taking bread with herself, for two days was held in the cave with the pleasers. "I will pray alone, I read, and then will go to another. I sleep, and again will go kiss the mother, and such peace and quiet, such grace, that and from the light of God I did not want to exit.”
Pierre carefully and seriously listened to her. Prince Andrey got out from the room. And following behind him, leaving the godly people to drink up the tea, Princess Marya led Pierre to the living room.
— You are very kind, — she told him.
— Ah, I rightly did not think to offend her, I so understand and highly appreciate that feeling.
Princess Marya silently looked at him and tenderly smiled.
— Because I know for a long time you have loved my brother, — she said, — how do you find Andrey? — she asked hastily, not giving him time to say something in answer to her affectionate words. — He extremely worries me. His health in the winter was better, but in the passing of spring his wound has opened, and the doctor said that he should go to treatment. And I am morally very afraid for him. He is not such a character as we women, that suffer and cry out their grief. He carries himself inside. Now he is happy and lively; but this is your arrival so acting on him: he seldom is so. Could you persuade him to go abroad? He needs activity, but this flat, quiet life ruins him. Others do not notice, but I see it.
At the tenth hour the waiters threw to the porch, having heard the bells of the driving crew of the old prince. Prince Andrey with Pierre also came out to the porch.
— Who is this? — asked the old prince, getting out of the carriage and seeing Pierre.
— Ah! Very glad! Kiss, — he said, upon learning, who was the unfamiliar young person.
The old prince was in good spirit and caressed Pierre.
Before dinner Prince Andrey, returning backwards to the office of his father, caught the old prince in a hot dispute with Pierre. Pierre argued that there will come a time when there will not be more war. The old prince, teasing, but not angered, disputed him.
— The blood of the living released, and poured with water, then war will not be. Womanish ravings, womanish ravings, — he spoke, but all the same affectionately patted Pierre by the shoulder, and came up to the table at which Prince Andrey, apparently not wishing to march into conversation, sorted through paperwork brought by the prince from the cities. The old prince came up to him and began to speak about deeds.
— The leader, Count Rostov, has not delivered half of the people. I had arrived in the city, and thought up to call at dinner, — I assigned him such dinner... but here look over this... well, brother, — turned Prince Nikolay Andreich to his son, clapping the shoulder of Pierre, — Well done is your buddy, I loved him! He ignites me. Others speak smart speeches, but do not want to listen, but he lies, and ignites me the old man. Well, go, go, — he said, — maybe he will come, for dinner you will sit. Argue more. My fool, Princess Marya will fall in love, — screamed he to Pierre from the door.
Pierre now only, in his arrival at Bald Mountains, appreciated all the force and beauty of his friendship with Prince Andrey. This beauty was put not so much in his relations with himself, as much in the relations with all the relatives of the home. Pierre with the old, harsh prince and with the meek and timid Princess Marya, despite that he almost did not know them, felt himself right away as an old friend. They all already loved him. Not only Princess Marya, bribing him with her meek relationship to the wanderers, with a very radiant look watched him; but the little, one year old Prince Nikolay, as called by his grandfather, smiled at Pierre and went to his hands. Mihail Ivanych, m-llе Bourіеnnе with joyful smiles looked at him, when he talked with the old prince.
The old prince got out to have supper: this was obviously for Pierre. He was with him both days of his stay at Bald Mountains extremely affectionate, and told him to come to himself.
When Pierre left and agreed together all the members of the family, beginning to judge, as this is always after the departure of a new human and, as this is seldom, all spoke about him only good.
Time: ten o'clock, two days
Locations: Lysyya Gory
Mentioned: Kiev, Grottoes (catacombs in Bell, Maude, and Dole. caves in Pevear and Volkhonsky.), town
Pevear and Volkhonsky: Continuing this section of the narrative but quickly wrapping up the People of God digression, we lead into Pierre and Marya’s conversation about Andrei, how his wound has reopened and “He’s not of the same character as us women, who suffer and weep out our grief. He carries it inside him.”
Briggs: The old prince takes to Pierre.
Maude: Old Bolkonski and Pierre
Translation:
XIV.
The wanderer calmed down and, induced again into conversation, then for long told about Father Amfilohiya, who had such a saintly life that from his hands came the smell of frankincense, and about how her acquaintance monks in her latter wanderings in Kiev gave her the keys of the caves, and how she, taking bread with herself, for two days was held in the cave with the pleasers. "I will pray alone, I read, and then will go to another. I sleep, and again will go kiss the mother, and such peace and quiet, such grace, that and from the light of God I did not want to exit.”
Pierre carefully and seriously listened to her. Prince Andrey got out from the room. And following behind him, leaving the godly people to drink up the tea, Princess Marya led Pierre to the living room.
— You are very kind, — she told him.
— Ah, I rightly did not think to offend her, I so understand and highly appreciate that feeling.
Princess Marya silently looked at him and tenderly smiled.
— Because I know for a long time you have loved my brother, — she said, — how do you find Andrey? — she asked hastily, not giving him time to say something in answer to her affectionate words. — He extremely worries me. His health in the winter was better, but in the passing of spring his wound has opened, and the doctor said that he should go to treatment. And I am morally very afraid for him. He is not such a character as we women, that suffer and cry out their grief. He carries himself inside. Now he is happy and lively; but this is your arrival so acting on him: he seldom is so. Could you persuade him to go abroad? He needs activity, but this flat, quiet life ruins him. Others do not notice, but I see it.
At the tenth hour the waiters threw to the porch, having heard the bells of the driving crew of the old prince. Prince Andrey with Pierre also came out to the porch.
— Who is this? — asked the old prince, getting out of the carriage and seeing Pierre.
— Ah! Very glad! Kiss, — he said, upon learning, who was the unfamiliar young person.
The old prince was in good spirit and caressed Pierre.
Before dinner Prince Andrey, returning backwards to the office of his father, caught the old prince in a hot dispute with Pierre. Pierre argued that there will come a time when there will not be more war. The old prince, teasing, but not angered, disputed him.
— The blood of the living released, and poured with water, then war will not be. Womanish ravings, womanish ravings, — he spoke, but all the same affectionately patted Pierre by the shoulder, and came up to the table at which Prince Andrey, apparently not wishing to march into conversation, sorted through paperwork brought by the prince from the cities. The old prince came up to him and began to speak about deeds.
— The leader, Count Rostov, has not delivered half of the people. I had arrived in the city, and thought up to call at dinner, — I assigned him such dinner... but here look over this... well, brother, — turned Prince Nikolay Andreich to his son, clapping the shoulder of Pierre, — Well done is your buddy, I loved him! He ignites me. Others speak smart speeches, but do not want to listen, but he lies, and ignites me the old man. Well, go, go, — he said, — maybe he will come, for dinner you will sit. Argue more. My fool, Princess Marya will fall in love, — screamed he to Pierre from the door.
Pierre now only, in his arrival at Bald Mountains, appreciated all the force and beauty of his friendship with Prince Andrey. This beauty was put not so much in his relations with himself, as much in the relations with all the relatives of the home. Pierre with the old, harsh prince and with the meek and timid Princess Marya, despite that he almost did not know them, felt himself right away as an old friend. They all already loved him. Not only Princess Marya, bribing him with her meek relationship to the wanderers, with a very radiant look watched him; but the little, one year old Prince Nikolay, as called by his grandfather, smiled at Pierre and went to his hands. Mihail Ivanych, m-llе Bourіеnnе with joyful smiles looked at him, when he talked with the old prince.
The old prince got out to have supper: this was obviously for Pierre. He was with him both days of his stay at Bald Mountains extremely affectionate, and told him to come to himself.
When Pierre left and agreed together all the members of the family, beginning to judge, as this is always after the departure of a new human and, as this is seldom, all spoke about him only good.
Time: ten o'clock, two days
Locations: Lysyya Gory
Mentioned: Kiev, Grottoes (catacombs in Bell, Maude, and Dole. caves in Pevear and Volkhonsky.), town
Pevear and Volkhonsky: Continuing this section of the narrative but quickly wrapping up the People of God digression, we lead into Pierre and Marya’s conversation about Andrei, how his wound has reopened and “He’s not of the same character as us women, who suffer and weep out our grief. He carries it inside him.”
The old prince and Pierre then argue about, not said in the same words, but essentially, the eternal peace argument from early in the book.
The old prince insults/compliments him in a way that really does differ Pierre from other characters in the book: “Another man talks cleverly, and you don’t want to listen to him, but he talks nonsense, yet he fires me up, old as I am.”
The rest of the chapter is really just about how much the Bolkonskys like Pierre and view him positively.
Characters (characters who do not appear, but are mentioned are placed in italics. First appearances are in Bold. First mentions are underlined. Final appearance denoted by *):
Pelageyushka (“The pilgrim woman”)
Father Amfilokhi (as in Dole and Wiener. “...Amphilochy” in Edmonds. “...Amphilochus” in Maude, Mandelker, and Bell.)
Pierre
Princess Mariya
Prince Andrei
Nikolai Andreyitch (also “old prince”)
Count Rostof
Prince Nikolai (the baby, or “yearling”)
Mikhail Ivanuitch
Mademoiselle Bourienne (these last three are referenced in passing toward the end of the chapter and could be considered just mentioned characters)
(the pilgrim woman also references undifferentiated monks and of course there is the “God’s people”) (Also, servants)
(a doctor in relation to Andrei is referenced, probably to be understood as the house doctor mentioned a couple chapters ago)
Abridged Versions: End of chapter 21 in Bell.
Gibian: Chapter 12.
Gibian: Chapter 12.
Fuller: entire chapter is cut.
Komroff: entire chapter is cut one Andrei leaves the God’s folk and line break.
Kropotkin: Entire chapter is cut.
Simmons: Chapter 12: Pierre and Bolkonsky's discussion of war, as well as the other household members' view of Pierre is removed.
Simmons: Chapter 12: Pierre and Bolkonsky's discussion of war, as well as the other household members' view of Pierre is removed.
Additional Notes:
Letter to a Non-Commissioned Officer: Page 195: “the only means to free people from their many miseries lies in freeing them from the false faith
instilled in them by government, and in their imbiding the true Christian teaching which (196) is hidden by this false teaching….We have first to
understand that all the stories telling how God six thousand years ago made the world; how Adam sinned and the human race fell; and how the
Son of God, a God born of a virgin, came on earth and redeemed man; and all the fables in the Old Testament and in the Gospels, and all the
lives of the saints with their stories of miracles and relics--are nothing but a gross hash of Jewish superstitions and priestly frauds. Only to a
man quite free from this deception can the clear and simple teaching of Christ, which needs no explanation, be accessible and comprehensible.
That teaching tells us nothing of the beginning, or of the end, of the world, or about God and His purpose, or in general about things which we
cannot, and need not, know; but it speaks only of what man must do to save himself, i.e. how best to live the life he has come into, in this world,
from birth to death”
Letters: Page 585: “We can only be angry with the Chamberlains and the Wilhelms and abuse them; but our anger and abuse will only spoil our blood, not change the course of things: the Chamberlains and the Wilhelms are blind instruments of forces which lie a long way behind them. They act as they have to act, and can’t act otherwise. All history is a series of just such acts by all politicians as the Boer War, and so it’s completely useless, even impossible, to be angry with them and condemn them, when you see the true causes of their activity and when you feel that you yourself are to blame for this or that activity of theirs according to your attitude to the three basic causes I mentioned. As long as we go on enjoying excceptional wealth while the masses of the people are ground down by hard work there will always be wars for markets, goldmines etc., which we need in order to support our exceptional wealth. Wars will be all the more inevitable as long as we are a party to a military class, tolerate its existence, and don’t fight against it with all our powers.”
Lydia Ginzburg (Casual Conditionality):
Pierre has certain organic qualities (beginning with his great physical size and strength)--sensuality and weak-willed
gentleness, goodness (a heightened capacity, that is, for pity and sympathy),
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