Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-01-10

(Anton Chekhov. 1860-l904 was a Russian
Cherry Orchard" The Kiss" THE Work
OF Art" etc.,.
Summer morning. The air as still
as death. Gerassim, the carpenter. and
his assistant, Lubim, the hunchback,
are trying to catch a fish. They are
fioundering about in the water-they
have taken off their clotheS-trying to
catch something that is hiding under
root. =.
Why do you keep poking with your
hand?" cried Lubim. "Blockhead!
Hold him-hold him, or he will get
away!"
He won't get away" says Gerassim.
Hes slippery customer, though
Get him by the gills! The gills!"
ehrieks Lubim.
How am I going to see his gills?"
asks Gerassim. Wait I've got some
thing-it's his lip. He's biting mel"
Don't pull him out by the lip!" ex-
postulates Lubim. Hell get away
sure if you do that. You must take him
by the gills-it's the only way. Stop
to do?"
TRY 1t yourself, then!" says Geras-
sim.
ITS too deep for me there" evades
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will be over my head"
We'll. you can swim. can't your"
bubim 1ie& but sticks his fingers
immediately INTO the pinching fingers Of
q crayfish.
J. "Of course, you'd be where you're not
wanted, you DEVIL" he exclaims.
The crayfiSh is flung Indignantly on
the bank, out of the way. Lubim's
finger feels Gerassim's arm under the
water. Then, cropping further, he feels
something Shiny.
i've got himr" cried Lubim. "a fine
fellowi I'll have him-by the gills, too
Just minute. Don't prod Keep your
fingers out of this! No, haven't him,
either-there is no way to get hold
ahe sticks behind that blasted root So!
Kill that mosquito on my neck, VIII
you? He's biting me something ter
xible!"
The sun rises in the sky. It becomes
baking hot Still Gerassim, the car
penter. and his assistant, .Lubim, the
hunchback, are f1oundering around in
the water after some kind of fish,
hidden behind a root of tree there on
the edge Of the bank. They are sup
posed to be building bathhouse for
right now, to catch fish.
A flick OF whip sounds nearby. II
Is Yeflm, the shepherd, driving herd
OF cattle. He hears the two men putting
about in the water. He stops to see
what on earth they may be doing
What are you after, lads?" shouts
AN eel-pout!" is the breathless
answer. I'VE can't get him out. He's
hidden under the roots Get round tc
the side, you idiot To the side, say!'
Vafin1 or Rch fo,. a
moment. Then he strips off his clothes
to join them
Wait a minute, lads!" shouts Yefim
III show you how to catch that eel
pout. You'll never do it unless you
let me show you. I know all about
them, the pesky critters"
Yeflm joins the two carpenters. AL
three turn their laborious attention tt
capturing the one much-to- be- desired
eel-pout-a great delicacy in Russia
Suddenly another voice is added to the
tumult
where's that Yefim, the shepherd:
Where Is he, / say? The cows are in
the garden. and the shepherd is no.
where to be scent"
It is the master, Audrey Adreitch
He comes down to the bank. wearing
his dressing gown. He has a newspaper
in his hand. He looks toward tht
shouts coming from the water There
the trio is still desperately trying t.
capture the eel-pout.
Whats all this shouting about?" h
demands.
Catching fish," says Yefim
Catching fish, Ell? I'll fix you, YOU
ioafers! Am to wait all Summer fol
my bathhouse to be finished? Catch
ing fish,"
Your house will soon be DONE" say
Gerassim. Anyway. Summer is long
We have plenty of time Meanwhile w,
can't get this eelpout out from unde
the root"
AN eel-pout?" repeated the master