Chapter XIII: Act III

_The same wild scene as in the first act, though there are
now some traces of orderliness. Near one of the huts stands a
ROMAN in a lazy attitude, blissfully picking his nose. In the
background, at the left, the army of husbands is seen marching
with concentrated attention in the same manner as before: two
steps forward, one step backward. The ROMAN, on catching sight
of them, shows at first signs of animation, and, ceasing to
attend to his nose, watches them with goodnatured curiosity.
The slowness of their movements, however, apparently makes
him drowsy. He yawns, stretches languidly, and seats himself
leisurely on a stone. At a signal from ANCUS MARTIUS the
trumpets cease._

MARTIUS. [_In a tone of despair_] Halt, Sabines! Halt, will you?

_The SABINES halt as if rooted to the spot._

MARTIUS. Come, halt, will you? Oh, Heavens! Will nothing hold back this falling avalanche? Will nothing— Thank God, they have halted! Attention! Trumpeters, to the rear! Professors, to the front. The rest, attention!

_The TRUMPETERS withdraw, the PROFESSORS advance. The rest
stand as if fettered._

MARTIUS. Professors, make ready!

_The PROFESSORS quickly squat down, unfold little tables,
lay upon each table a thick book, and open the covers with
a clatter. The effect is something like the firing of a
field-battery. The ROMAN (it is SCIPIO), waking up, apparently
becomes interested and inquires in a friendly manner_: “What
is the matter, gentlemen? What can I do for you? If this is a
circus, I take the liberty to inform you that the Colosseum is
not yet finished.”

MARTIUS. [_Calmly_] Silence, base kidnapper! [_To the SABINES_] And now, Sabines, we have reached the wished-for goal. Behind us is the long path of privation, hunger, solitude, and canned fruit. Before us a struggle such as history has never known. Be inspired, Sabines, but control yourselves; be tranquil. Maintaining a spirit of natural indignation, calmly await the fated end. Recall, Sabines, why we have come here.

_The SABINES are silent._

MARTIUS. Come, recall, gentlemen! We surely did not come here with these huge books merely to take a walk! Come, recall, gentlemen. Why are we here?

SCIPIO. Come, come, gentlemen, recall.

MARTIUS. [_To SCIPIO_] Just think of it, they’re always like that!

SCIPIO. You don’t mean it!

MARTIUS. It’s a fact. They stand like graven images. They can do nothing but blink their eyes. Tell me, now— Can one deliver a first-class speech without resorting to the exclamation “Recall, gentlemen”?

SCIPIO. [_Good-naturedly shaking his head_] Well, scarcely. It would be a queer speech.

MARTIUS. There! Of course it would. Even you understand that, but as for these fellows——

_From the ranks of the SABINES comes a tremulous voice_: “Oh,
Proserpina, my darling, where art thou? O-o-o-oh!”

SCIPIO. [_Puzzled_] He must be recalling.

MARTIUS. [_Contemptuously_] Oh, he is always recalling. [_To the SABINES_] Attention! We are now going to make a peremptory demand for our wives. Woe to the abductors if their conscience has not yet awakened! We will have the law of them. Oh, base abductor; summon your base companions and prepare for the dire penalty!

SCIPIO. I will call my wife at once.

_He goes into the hut, calling_: “Cleopatra! Come out, please;
some one wants to see you on business!”

_PAULUS EMILIUS peeks from around the corner and, recognising
the SABINES, shouts joyfully_: “The husbands have come! The
husbands have come! Ancient Romans, wake up! The husbands are
here!”

_He rushes to MARTIUS and, with tears in his eyes, hangs upon
his neck. MARTIUS is nonplussed. PAULUS hurries on, repeating
the joyous cry_: “The husbands are here!”

_The drowsy ROMANS crawl out of their huts and take up a
position on the right side of the stage. MARTIUS, in a dramatic
pose, haughtily waits until they are assembled._

THE FAT ROMAN. By Bacchus! I have had as delightful a sleep as on the day we founded Rome. What’s that row of dummies?

FIRST ROMAN. Sh! That’s the husbands.

THE FAT ROMAN. Heavens, but I’m thirsty! Proserpina, my pet, bring me some cider!

_From the ranks of the SABINES comes a faint cry_: “Proserpina!
O-o-o-oh!”

THE FAT ROMAN. What does he want? Is he, too, calling my wife?

FIRST ROMAN. Sh! That’s her husband.

THE FAT ROMAN. Oh, I forgot! Heavens, but I am thirsty! After that hot porridge and a sound sleep I could drink a lake dry. And what porridge Proserpina can make! Really, Romans, it is a gift of the gods!

FIRST ROMAN. Sh!

THE FAT ROMAN. The deuce, I forgot! But I had the queerest dream just now. I thought I was asleep and suddenly I saw Rome beginning to fall, fall, fall—and then it fell.

FIRST ROMAN. But how about our wives? Although they have callers, they do not appear. It’s an awkward situation.

SECOND ROMAN. Probably they are dressing.

FIRST ROMAN. Oh, woman, thy name is vanity! One might expect them to say, “Pooh! it’s only my late husband!” but no, they can’t escape the eternal feminine. Really, the psychology of woman is beyond me!

THE FAT ROMAN. Heavens, but I am thirsty! How long are those Egyptian mummies going to stand there? They have trumpets. They might at least strike up a tune. Look! Look! They move!

MARTIUS. Romans, at last we stand face to face. I trust that, setting aside all dissimulation, you will give us a direct and honest answer. Do you recall, Romans, the deed you committed on the night between the 20th and the 21st of April?

_The ROMANS look at one another in embarrassed silence._

MARTIUS. Come, recall! Is it possible you cannot recall? Try to recall, gentlemen. I assure you, I shall not stir a step until you recall.

THE FAT ROMAN. [_Terrified, whispers to another_] Maybe you can remember, Agrippa? It must have been something important, huh?

_Remarks by the ROMANS_: “No, I can’t remember anything.” “I
must have lost my memory while I was asleep.” “I’d better go;
you can tell me about it afterward.” “Really, what does he
want?”

MARTIUS. [_In a loud voice_] Then I will remind you, Romans. On the night between the 20th and 21st of April there was committed the greatest crime known to history. Certain individuals—I will disclose their identity later—villainously abducted our wives, the beautiful Sabine women.

_The ROMANS, remembering, confirm the statement with joyful
noddings of the head_: “Yes, yes, yes, yes!” “Ho! That’s what
is on foot!” “Perfectly true. ’Twas the 20th of April.”

THE FAT ROMAN. [_Deeply impressed_] These Sabines have heads!

MARTIUS. And you were the abductors, Romans! Oh, I know you will attempt to justify yourselves. You will distort the facts. You will basely pervert the legal norms, taking refuge in that abominable casuistry which is inevitably linked with every violation of right. But we are prepared. Professors, begin!

_The PROFESSOR at the end of the line begins speaking in a
monotonous voice that seems to come from beyond the bounds of
space and time_: “Concerning Crimes against Property; volume
one, division one, chapter one, page one, entitled On the
Subject of Robbery in General. In very ancient times, far more
ancient than the present time, when birds, insects, and beetles
fearlessly hopped about in the sunlight and no violations of
justice entered into their consciousness, inasmuch as there was
no consciousness—in those remote times——”

MARTIUS. Attention, Romans, attention!

SCIPIO. Can’t you make it shorter?

MARTIUS. Can’t be done.

SCIPIO. But your hearers will go to sleep.

MARTIUS. Do you think so?

SCIPIO. Why, as you see, they are already dozing, and when they are dozing they don’t hear anything. Can’t you begin at the other end, eh? Come, be so good as to say straight out what you want.

MARTIUS. In sooth, this is a strange argument! But be it so. Condescending to the weakness of your friends, I will tell you directly that we want to prove to you that you were wrong when you abducted our wives, and that you Romans are abductors, and that by no subtleties of sophistry will you succeed in justifying your base act! Even the heavens will shudder!

SCIPIO. Really, really, my dear fellow, we don’t even deny it.

MARTIUS. You don’t? Then why have we come here?

SCIPIO. I don’t know. Perhaps you were out for a stroll.

MARTIUS. No, we came on purpose to prove these things to you. It’s very odd. Then you agree that you are abductors?

SCIPIO. Unreservedly. And I find the word “abductors” very appropriate.

MARTIUS. But perhaps you are not thoroughly convinced of it? In that case the professor is quite ready—Aren’t you, Professor? Are you not quite ready to——

SCIPIO. Oh, no! You mustn’t. We are thoroughly convinced. Romans, back me up or he will begin again!

ROMANS. Agreed, agreed!

MARTIUS. Well, then, what’s all this about?

SCIPIO. I don’t know.

MARTIUS. Here is a strange misunderstanding. Sabines, celebrate your triumph! They confess their guilt. The mere appearance of our threatening preparations has awakened in them the powerful voice of legal conscience, and Heaven itself has shuddered. It only remains for us, in the consciousness of having performed our duty, to return and——

A TREMBLING VOICE. But my Proserpina?

MARTIUS. Ah, yes! Inappropriate though your expression may be, you have the right idea—quite right, my friend. Romans, here is a complete and accurate list of the names of our wives. Be so kind as to return them to us. For all loss, all damage—what’s the wording of your law there, Professor?

PROFESSOR. Tare and tret.

MARTIUS. No, no! “Injury!” Yes, for every injury you will be held responsible. Read the entire section, Professor. However—here are our wives. Attention, Sabines! Maintain your self-control, I beseech you. Restrain the outburst of passion until the question of justice is settled—Two steps forward, one step backward! Halt! Greetings to you, Sabine wives! Welcome, Cleopatra!

_The WOMEN with eyes downcast and modest aspect, dignified and
yet submissive, occupy the centre of the stage._

CLEOPATRA. [_Without raising her eyes_] If you have come to scold, Ancus Martius, let me tell you that we do not deserve your reproaches. We struggled long and did not yield except on compulsion. I swear to you, beloved Martius, I have not for a single moment ceased to weep for you.

_She weeps and, taking her cue, all the SABINE WOMEN weep._

MARTIUS. Calm yourself, Cleopatra. They have already confessed that they are abductors. Let us now return to our household gods, Cleopatra.

CLEOPATRA. [_Without raising her eyes_] I fear that you will scold us, but we have become accustomed to this location. Don’t you like these hills, Martius?

MARTIUS. I don’t understand you, Cleopatra. What have the hills to do with it?

CLEOPATRA. I fear you will be angry, but, really, we are not to blame. I have already wept for you in due form, Martius, and now I cannot understand at all what you want. More tears? Oh, as many as you like. My dear friends, they think we have not wept enough for them. Let us show them their error. Oh, weep, weep, my dear friends! I loved you so, Martius!

_The WOMEN shed rivers of tears._

SCIPIO. Calm yourself, Cleopatra. Excitement is bad for you now. And you, sir, do you hear? Go back home. Come, Cleopatra, lie down and rest. I will look after the soup myself.

MARTIUS. And what has the soup to do with it, I should like to know? Calm yourself, Cleopatra, there is some misunderstanding here. Apparently you do not understand that you are abducted.

CLEOPATRA. [_Weeping_] There, I told you you were going to scold! Scipio, deary, have you my handkerchief?

SCIPIO. Here it is, precious.

MARTIUS. But I should like to know what the handkerchief has to do with it.

CLEOPATRA. [_Weeping_] What a fuss to make about a handkerchief! I cannot get on without a handkerchief when I am crying, and it is all your fault. You are a cruel monster, Ancus Martius!

_They all weep, SABINE WOMEN, SABINE MEN, and even several of
the ROMANS._

THE VOICE. Proserpina! O-o-o-oh!

MARTIUS. [_In a sonorous voice_] Calm yourselves, Sabines. Control yourselves. Don’t move; I’ll settle everything in a jiffy. There apparently is some misunderstanding of a legal nature. This unhappy woman thinks she is accused of stealing a handkerchief and does not even dream that she herself is stolen. We will prove this to her. Professors, begin.

_The PROFESSORS make preparations. The ROMANS are
horror-stricken. SCIPIO seizes CLEOPATRA by the hand._

SCIPIO. Own up, Cleopatra! Come, be quick! Heavens, he will begin in a moment!

CLEOPATRA. I have nothing to confess. It is all slander.

MARTIUS. Professor, we are waiting.

SCIPIO. Come, hurry, own up! Oh, Heavens, he is already opening his mouth! He will have it open in a minute! Sabines! Wait! She has confessed! Shut your mouth, Professor, she has confessed!

CLEOPATRA. Very well, I confess. [_To the WOMEN_] My dear friends, do you confess, too?

SCIPIO. [_Hastily_] Yes, they all confess. Everything is all right.

MARTIUS. [_In perplexity_] One moment, sir, if you please. Cleopatra, do you admit that you and the other Sabine women were abducted on the night between the 20th and the 21st of April? Do you?

CLEOPATRA. [_Spitefully_] No, we ran away of ourselves.

MARTIUS. There, you see! She doesn’t understand. Mr. Profes——

CLEOPATRA. That’s mean of you, Martius. You overslept. You did not defend us; you gave us up; you forgot us; you abandoned us; and now you accuse us of running away. We were abducted, Martius, basely abducted. You can read about it in any Roman history, to say nothing [_weeping_] of the encyclopedia.

SCIPIO. [_Shouting_] Come, shut your mouth, Professor!

_But the PROFESSOR’S mouth remains open. The ROMANS are thrown
into a panic, and some rush off the stage._

MARTIUS. Romans, Sabines, attention! I will remove the difficulty in a moment. There is some misunderstanding of a mechanical nature. Allow me to inspect you, Professor. Why, to be sure. I might have known it. The hinge is broken and he cannot shut his mouth. No matter. We will fix it up when we get home. For the present it is enough that they admit they were abducted. I have heard it with my own ears. Our goal is attained, and Heaven itself has shuddered. Let us go back to our household gods, Cleopatra.

CLEOPATRA. I don’t want to go back to our household gods.

THE SABINE WOMEN. Rubbish about your household gods! We don’t want to go back to our household gods. We are going to stay here. They are insulting us! They are getting ready to abduct us! Save us, help, defend us!

_The ROMANS with clattering weapons take a position between the
WOMEN and the SABINES and gradually crowd the WOMEN into the
background. They cast angry glances at the SABINES._

VOICES. To arms, Romans! To the defence of your wives! To arms, Romans!

MARTIUS. [_Ringing his bell_] What is the matter? There will be a fight here in a minute. My brain is in a whirl. Sabines, my brain is in a whirl.

PROSERPINA. [_Coming forward and speaking in a slow, calm voice_] Don’t get excited, Romans, I will speak with Martius alone.

_From the ranks of the SABINES comes a quavering voice, a
mournful call of love_: “Proserpina, my darling, o-o-o-o-oh!”

PROSERPINA. [_Coolly_] Ah, my dove! How are you? Come here, Ancus Martius, and don’t be afraid; your army won’t run away. Do you understand that neither your wife, Cleopatra, nor we other Sabine women wish to go home? Do you understand that?

MARTIUS. I am dazed. How can I live without Cleopatra? I cannot live without Cleopatra! She is my perfectly legal wife. Do you think she won’t come back on any terms?

PROSERPINA. Not on any terms.

MARTIUS. What am I to do? You see that I love her. How can I live without her? [_He weeps._

PROSERPINA. Cheer up, Martius. [_She whispers_] I am sorry for you, and I will tell you as a secret that there is only one means, one solitary means left—abduct her!

MARTIUS. But will she come?

PROSERPINA. [_Shrugging her shoulders_] How can she help coming if you abduct her?

MARTIUS. But that would be wicked. You are suggesting to me that I commit violence. What would then become of my legal conscience, or can it be that you women believe that might is right? Oh, woman, woman!

PROSERPINA. Oh, we have heard “Woman, woman!” before. It was a leaden day when the gods made you, Martius. You are unutterably stupid. If I am to remain faithful, I want a strong man, the strongest man there is. Do you think we are so fond of being abducted and stolen, and asked back and returned, and lost and found, and——

THE VOICE. Proserpina, my darling, o-o-o-oh!

PROSERPINA. Yes, my dear. How are you—? And to have people deal with us as if we were things. I no sooner get accustomed to one man than along comes another and carries me away, and I no sooner get accustomed to the new man than the old one appears and says: “Come back.” Really, Martius, if, as you protest, you want your wife to be your own, then all you have to do is to be the strongest. Give in to no one, struggle for her tooth and nail. In short, die in her defence. Believe me, Martius, there is no greater joy for a woman than to die upon the grave of a husband who has fallen in her defence. And be assured, Martius, that a woman proves false only after her husband has proved false.

MARTIUS. But they have swords and we are weaponless.

PROSERPINA. Get swords!

MARTIUS. But they have strong muscles and we have not.

PROSERPINA. Get strong! Oh, Martius, you are an impenetrable fool!

MARTIUS. [_Springing away from her_] And you are a trifling and silly woman. Long live the law! Let them take my wife from me by brute violence; let them ruin my home; let them extinguish my hearth; I shall never prove false to the law. Let the whole world laugh at the unfortunate Sabines, they will not prove false to the law. Virtue commands respect, even in rags. Sabines, retreat! Weep, Sabines, weep bitter tears! Sob, beat your breasts, and be not ashamed of tears. Let them stone us, let them mock us, but weep! Let them besmear us with mud! Weep, Sabines; you are weeping for the scorned and down-trampled law. Forward, Sabines. Attention! Trumpeters, strike up the march. Two steps forward, one step backward; two steps forward, one step backward.

_The WOMEN begin to weep._

CLEOPATRA. Martius, wait!

MARTIUS. Avaunt, woman, I know thee not! Slow march!

_The trumpets set up a mournful wail. The WOMEN, weeping and
wailing loudly, are drawn toward their former husbands, but
the ROMANS hold them back by force. Laughter on the part of
the victors. Paying no attention either to the tears or the
laughter, but bending under the weight of the laws, the SABINES
slowly withdraw; two steps forward, one step backward._

BIBLIOGRAPHY OF ANDREYEFF

I. EDITIONS OF COLLECTED WORKS

L. Andreev, Razskazy. Moskva, 1901. _Contains_: Bezdna, V podvalě, Směkh, Stěna.

L. Andreev i S. S. Glagol′, Pod Vpechatleniem khudozhestvennago teatra. Moskva, 1902. (_Published under the pseudonym_ “James Lynch.”) _Contains_: Dissonans, Kogda my, mertvye, probuzhdaemsi͡a?; Tri sestry; Dikai͡a utka; Esli zhizn′ ne udastsi͡a tebě, to udastsi͡a smert′; Li͡udi teneboĭ storony.

L. Andreev, Razskasy i p′esy, vols. I-IV. Petrograd, Znanie Co., 1906-1907.

L. Andreev, Sobranïe sochinenïĭ, vols. V-VII. Petrograd, Shipovnik Co., 1909. _Supplement to the preceding edition; contains a portrait of A._

L. Andreeva i A. I. Kuprin, I͡Umoristicheskïe razskazy, 2 vols. Petrograd, Kornfel′d, 1909.

L. Andreev, Sobranïe sochinenïĭ, vols. I-XIV. Petrograd, Prosvěshchenie Co., 1911-18. _With a portrait of the author and an Introduction by Professor Reisner. The most complete edition as yet published._

L. Andreev, Polnoe sobranïe sochinenïĭ. Prilozhenĭe “Nivě.” Petrograd, 1913.

II. CHRONOLOGICAL LIST OF ANDREYEFF’S WRITINGS

NOTE.—In case special editions, translations, commentaries, or reviews of separate works exist, they are indicated under the title of each work. An * after a title indicates that a separate edition of the given work is published by Ladyschnikow in Berlin. An Arabic numeral after a title indicates that a translation of the given work is published in the volume bearing that number in list III of this bibliography.

1898

Bargamot i Garas′ka.¹², ¹⁴

Zashchita: istorïi͡a odnago dni͡a. The Defence: One Day of My Life.

Iz zhizni shtabs-kapitana Kablukova.¹⁴ From the Life of Captain Kablukov.

Molodezh′. Youth.

1899

Pervyĭ gonorar. My First Fee.

Drug. A Friend.

U okna. At the Window.

Petka na dachě.¹³ Little Peter in the Country.

Vali͡a. Little Valia.

Mel′kom. An Incident.

Angelochek.¹³ The Little Wax Angel.

Bol′shoĭ shlem. A Grand Slam.

1900

_During the years 1900-1902_ Andreyeff _wrote the 22 sketches and 5 fragments published in_ I͡Umoristicheskïe razskazy. Petrograd, 1909. _The titles of these are not included in this list._

Lozh′.¹, ² The Lie.

Na rěkě. On the River.

Prazdnik. A Holiday.

Razskaz (_or_ Pověst′) o Sergěě Petrovichě. The Story of Sergius Petrovich.

Mat′. Mother.

Prekrasna zhizn′ dli͡a voskresshikh. Life is Beautiful for the Resurrected.

Life is so Beautiful for the Resurrected; trans. (_with
prefatory note_) by Geo. E. Haendelmann, _in Current Lit._, 49
(1910): 344-5.

Molchanïe.², ¹² Silence.

Silence; trans. from the Russian by J. Cournos. 2d ed.
(Modern Authors’ Series.) Philadelphia, 1910. _Reviewed in:
Independent_, 65: 615; _Nation_, 87: 494.

Silence; _trans. with Introductory Note entitled: The Apostle
of the Terrible, in Lippincott’s_, 90 (Aug. 12, 1912): 235-51.

V temnui͡u dal′. In the Dim Distance.

1901

Směkh.² Laughter.

Gostinets.¹⁴ A Gift.

Zhili-byli.² Once upon a Time. _Discussed in_: _Birzh. Věd._, April 9, 1901 (A. Izmaĭlov).

Kusaka.¹³, ¹⁴ A Homeless Cur.

Kniga. The Book.

Stěna. The Wall.

Sluchaĭ. An Incident.

Nabat.¹³ The Alarm.

L’Epouvante; trad. du russe par T. de Wyzewa et S. Persky.
Paris, 1903.

V podvalě.⁵, ¹² In a Basement.

Im Erdgeschoss und Anderes. Berlin, 1903.

1902

Bezdna.⁹ The Abyss.

Bezdna, s stat′eĭ L. Tolstogo i polemicheakoĭ literaturoĭ.
Berlin, 1903.

Le Gouffre; trad. du russe par S. Persky. Paris, 1903.

B. Rebikov _has composed an opera on the basis of_ “Bezdna.”

Vesnoĭ. In Spring.

Gorod. The City.

Mysl′.⁴ Thought.

A Dilemma: A Story of Mental Perplexity; trans. from the
Russian by J. Cournos. Philadelphia, 1909. _Reviewed in: Review
of Rev._, 42: 123; _Independent_, 69: 705.

_Discussed in_: _Pravda_, 1904 (A. Vol′skïĭ). _See also_: A.
i͡anishevskïĭ, Geroĭ razskaza “Mysl′,” Kazan, 1903.

Original′nyĭ chelověk. An Original Character.

Inostranets.³, ¹⁴ The Stranger.

V tumaně.⁶ In the Fog.

Im Nebel, Erzählung. (Russ. Text.) Berlin, Steinets, 1903.

Im Nebel; übersetzt von S. Wermer. Vienna, 1903. (Bibliotek
berühmter Authoren.)

Im Nebel; aus dem Russ. von L. A. Hauff. Berlin, 1905.

_Discussed in_: _Obr._, 1903 (A. Boktrom); _Pravda_, 1904 (A.
Vol′skïĭ). _See also_: Ieromonakh Mikhail, Otsam i děti͡am.
Moskva, 1904.

Predstoi͡ala krazha.¹² A Burglary was Planned.

The Burglar; trans. from the Russ. by Thomas Seltzer, _in
Current Lit._, 39: 109-111.

1903

Iz moeĭ zhizni. From My Life.

Marsel′eza. The Marseillaise.

Vesennïi͡a oběshchanïi͡a.⁹ The Promise of Spring.

Na Stantsïi.¹⁴ At a Way Station.

Ben-Tovit. Ben Tobit.

Zhizn′ o. Basili͡a Fiveĭskago.* The Life of Father Fiveiski.

Zhizn′ ... (Russian Text). Munich, Etzold & Co., 1904.

Das Leben Vater Wassili Fiweiskis; Deutsch von G. Polonski.
Berlin, 1906.

_French transl._, _see under_ Razskaz o semi....

_Discussed in_: _Obr._, 1904, No. 5 (N. Asheshev); _Rus′_, 1904
(V. Botsi͡anovskïĭ); _Golos I͡Uga_, Dec. 14, 1904 (Volshskïĭ);
_Odessk. Nov._, July 20, 1904 (I. Gekker); _Věst. Evropy_,
1904 (Evg. L); _Věsy_, 1904, No. 5 (Ivanov Vi͡acheslav).

Son o. Vas. Fiv.: neizdannyĭ otryvok iz “Zhizn′ o. V. F.”
Father Basil’s Dream: An Unpublished Fragment from “The Life
of....”

1904

Nět proshchenii͡a. It Cannot be Pardoned.

Vor. The Thief.

_Discussed in_: _I͡Uzhn. Zap._, April 17, 1905 (Th.
Bati͡ushkov).

Prizraki. Phantoms.

_Discussed in_: _Obr._, 1905, No. 3 (V. L′vov).

Krasnyĭ Směkh: otryvki iz naidennago rukopisi.* The Red Laugh: Fragments of a Discovered Manuscript.

Das Rothe Lachen; aus dem Russ. von A. Scholz. Berlin, 1905.

The Red Laugh. Fragments of a Discovered Manuscript; trans.
from the Russ. by Alexandra Linden. London, 1905.

Le Rire Rouge. La Guerre en Mandchourie; trad. du russe par S.
Persky. Paris, 1905.

_Discussed in_: _Independent_, 58 (May 11, 1905): 1043-46
(Sophie Witte); _Nizh. List._, 1905 (Ch. Vetrinskïĭ); _Obr._,
1905, No. 3 (V. L′vov); _Obraz._, 1905, No. 10 (O. Mirtov).

1905

Gubernator.*, ¹⁴, ¹⁶ The Governor.

His Excellency, the Governor; trans. by ——. _Illustrated by_ G.
W. Peters, _in Harper’s Weekly_, 51 (1907): 196-198, 236-239,
270-275, 310-313.

Der Gouverneur: Novelle; übersetzt von Aug. Scholz. Berlin,
1906. _Also contains_ Tak bylo.

Le Gouverneur; trad. de J. Ferenczy. Paris, 1909.

Tak bylo.* Thus It Was.

_See_ Der Gouverneur; übersetzt von Scholz.

K svězdam.* To the Stars.

Zu den Sternen; Deutsch von Aug. Scholz. Berlin, 1906.
_Reviewed in: Der Türmer_ (Stuttgart), March, 1906, pp. 862-864
(F. Poppenberg).

To the Stars; trans. by A. Goudiss, _in Poet Lore_, Winter No.,
1907.

_Plot outlined in Current Lit._, 40 (March, 1906): 312.

_Discussed in_: _Str._, May, 1906 (E. Anichkov); _Mïr Bozh._,
1906, No. 7 (Th. Bati͡ushkov); _Nov. Slovo_, Jan., 1910 (A.
Izmaĭlov); _I͡Uzh. Kraĭ_, Nov. 1, 1906 (N. Karavaev); _Ros._,
No. 464, 1907 (N. Lnd.).

Khristïane.* Christians.

Christen: Novelle. (_Russ. Text._) Stuttgart, 1905.

1906

Savva.* Savva.

Ignis Sanat (Savva): Drama; Deutsch von O. D. Potthof. Berlin,
1906.

Savva and the Life of Man; trans. with an Introduction by T.
Seltzer. New York, 1914.

_Reviewed in: Ind._, 79 (July 13, 1914): 72.

_Discussed in_: _Rus′_, Oct., 1908 (V. Botsi͡anovskïĭ); _Rus′_,
1907, No. 182 (A. Legri); _Obr._, 1906, No. 11 (A. Smirnov).

Eleazar.*, ¹¹, ¹⁴ Lazarus.

_Trans. in Current Lit._, 42 (May, 1907): 577-584.

_Discussed in_: _Zakavk._, 1907, No. 136 (N. Derzhavin);
_Obraz._, 1907, No. 3 (V. L′vov); _Sovr. Mïr_, 1907, Nos. 7,
8 (Evg. Li͡atskïĭ); _Rus′_, 1906, No. 47 (M. Voloshin). _See
also_: Valentinov, N., My eshche pridem. Moskva, 1908.

Zhizn′ Chelověka: Predstavlenïe v pi͡ati kartinakh s prologom.* The Life of Man: A Drama in Five Scenes with a Prolog.

_Abstract by_ M. Baring, _in Oxford and Camb. Rev._, 1908,
No. 4, pp. 46-59; _reprinted in Litt. Liv. Age_, 258 (1908):
786-792.

Das Leben des Menschen; Deutsch von Aug. Scholz. Berlin, 1908.

_Trans. by_ Seltzer. _See above under_ “Savva.”

_Discussed in_: _Russ. Bogat._, 1907, No. 7 (A. E. R.); _Stol.
Utr._, 1907, Nos. 11, 12 (V. Arnol′d); _Věsy_, 1908, No. 1
(Avrelïĭ); _Mosk. Věd._, July 14, 1908 (Basargin); _Slovo_,
Dec. 19, 1907 (P. Boborykin); _Novoe Vremi͡a_, Aug. 24, 1907
(V. Burenin); _Liter-khud. Neděli͡a_, Sept. 17, 1907 (Andreĭ
Bělyĭ); _Mosk. Věd._, 1907 (Ben); _Sovr. Mïr_, 1909, No. 11,
p. 65 (N. Efros); _Rěch′_, April 2, 1908 (D. V. Filosofov);
_Věsy_, 1907, No. 5 (Anton Kraĭnnïĭ = Z. Gippius); _Slovo_,
April 30, 1907 (L. Gurevich); _Russ. Slovo_, March 6, 1907
(V. Doroshevich); _Golos Pravdy_, 1907, No. 531 (Literaturnyĭ
Starověr); _Obraz._, 1907, No. 3 (V. L′vov); _Sbornik
Zarnitza_, 1909, No. 2, Pt. I (Ovsi͡aniko-Kulikovskïĭ); _Russ.
Zn._, April 20, 1907 (Rynda); _Birzh. Věd._, April 7, 1907
(“S”); _Kiev. Gazeta_, 1907, No. 92 (“S”); _Volga_, Jan. 28,
1908 (Sergěĭ Glagol′); _Sěver_ (Vologda), July 27, 1907 (L.
T-tskïĭ); _Rus′_, Feb., 1907 (M. Voloshin).

1907

Iuda Iskariot i drugïe.*, ¹¹, ¹⁴ Judas Iscariot and the Others.

Judas Iscariot and the Others; trans. into English by Archibald
J. Wolfe, _in Sewanee Rev._, April, 1908. _Reviewed in: Current
Lit._, 44 (April, 1908): 401-404.

Judas Iscariot; trans. by W. J. Lowe. London, 1910.

_Discussed in_: _Věsy_, 1907, No. 7 (Anton Kraĭnnïĭ = Z.
Gippius); _Věk_, Feb. 17, 1907 (S. Askol′dov); _Svobod. Mysl′_,
1908, No. 1 (Chukovski); _Russ. Věd._, 1907, No. 106 (“I.”);
_Sovr. Mïr_, 1907, Nos. 7, 8 (Evg. Li͡atskïĭ); _Nasha Gazeta_,
Jan., 1908 (N. Minskïĭ); _Novoe Vremi͡a_, July, 1907 (V.
Rozanov); _Russ. Zn._, July 15, 1907 (A. Trishatnyĭ); _Slovo_,
June 1, 1907 (D. Shestakov); _Rus′_, July, 1907 (M. Voloshin).
_See also_: L. Burgov, Pověst′ L. A. “Iud. Isk. i dr.,”
Kharkov, 1911; N. Valentinov, My eshche pridem, Moskva, 1908.

T′ma.*, ⁸ Darkness.

Der Spion; aus dem Russ, von S. Wermer. Vienna, Wiener, 1905.

_Discussed in_: _Odess. Nov._, Dec. 2, 1907 (I. Gekker);
_Věsy_, 1908, No. 2 (Anton Kraĭnnïĭ = Z. Gippius); _Tovar._,
Dec. 2, 1907 (A. Kornfel′d); _Russ. Věd._, Dec. 1, 1907 (“I.”);
_Golos Pravdy_, Jan. 11, 1908 (Literaturnyĭ Starověr); _Nasha
Gazeta_, March, 1908 (N. Minskïĭ); _Slovo_, Nov. 30, 1907
(Neblagosklonnyĭ Chitatel′); _Nash Den′_, 1908, No. 13 (G.
Polonskïĭ); _Novoe Vremi͡a_, 1907 (V. Rozanov). _See also_: E.
Anichkov, Literaturnye obrazy i mněnïi͡a, Petrograd, 1907; A.
Kornfel′d, Knigi i li͡udi, Petrograd, 1908.

Proklatïe Zvěri͡a.* The Curse of the Beast.

_Discussed in_: _Kiev. M._, March 11, 1908 (A. Achkasov);
_Nasha Gazeta_, March, 1908 (N. Minskïĭ). _See also_: B.
Lebedev, Proklatïe zvěri͡a, Petrograd, 1908.

Tsar′ Golod.* King Hunger.

Tsar′ Golod: predstavlenïe v pi͡ati kartinakh s prologom.
Risunki E. Landsere. Petrograd, 1908.

King Hunger; trans. by Eugene M. Kayden, _in Poet Lore_, Winter
No., 1911.

_Discussed in_: _Russ. Mys._, 1908, No. 3 (I͡U. Aĭkhenwal′d);
_Rul′_, March 9, 1908 (A. Vergezhskïĭ); _Sbornik_ “_Literat.
Raspad_,” 1908 (Lunacharskïĭ); _Nash Den′_, 1908, No. 16 (G.
Polonskïĭ). _See also_: N. Valentinov, My eshche Pridem,
Moskva, 1908.

1908

Smert Chelověka: novyĭ variant pi͡atoĭ kartiny “Zhizni chelověka.” (_With a prefatory note by the author._) The Death of Man: A variation of the fifth act of the “Life of Man.”

Razskaz o semi pověshennykh.* The Story of the Seven Who were Hanged. (_In some editions a dedication to Leo Tolstoi is added._)

Die Geschichte der Sieben Gehenkten; übersetzt von Aug. Scholz.
Berlin, 1908.

The Seven Who were Hanged: A Story; authorized trans. from the
Russian by Herman Bernstein. New York, 1909.

The Seven Who were Hanged; trans. by Edwin C. Walker. (Tucker
Series.) New York, 1909.

Same. London, 1909.

Die Geschichte der Sieben Gehenkten: Novelle, mit der
Selbstbiographie des Verfassers; übersetzt von Lully Wiebeck.
2d ed. Munich, 1909.

Les Sept Pendus: L’histoire d’un pope; trad. de S. Persky en
collaboration avec A. Tauchard. Paris, 1909.

_Discussed in_: _Grazhdan._, July 22, 1908 (Vol′nyĭ); _Sovr.
Mïr_, 1908, No. 4 (V. Kranikhfel′d); _Rěch′_, July 19, 1908
(D. Merezhkovskïĭ); _Nov. Slovo_, 1909, No. 2 (Smolenskïĭ);
_Slovo_, May 18, 1908 (G. Chulkov).

Iz razskaza, kotoryĭ nikogda ne budet okonchen. A Story that will Never be Finished: A Fragment.

A Story which will Never be Finished; trans. by Herman
Bernstein with a Brief Biographical Sketch, _in Independent_,
65 (Nov., 1908): 1031-34.

Chernyi͡a Maski.* The Black Maskers.

_Discussed in_: _Rěch′_, Dec. 7, 1909 (L. Andreev). _See also_:
S. Strumilin, Aristocratïi͡a dukha i profany. Petrograd, 1910.

Velikan. The Giant.

Dni nasheĭ zhizni.* Days of Our Life.

Studentenliebe: Drama in Fünf Aufzügen; Deutsch von Karl
Ritter. Berlin, 1909.

Iz strany (A song from act I of “Days of O. L.”). Petrograd,
1910.

_Discussed in_: _Novoe Vremi͡a_, Nov. 6, 1908 (I͡U. Běli͡aev);
_Der Kunstwart_, Jan. 24, 1911 (F. Düsel); _Slovo_, 1909, No.
811 (Gr. Petrov); _Birzh. Věd._, Nov. 6, 1908 (A. Izmaĭlov);
_Rěch′_, Dec. 6, 1908, No. 299 (A. Kosorotov)

Li͡ubov′ k blizhnemu.* Love for One’s Neighbor.

Love of One’s Neighbor; trans. by Thomas Seltzer. New York,
1914.

In _Rěch′_, No. 85, Andreyeff calls attention to the fact that
a certain “K.,” in his volume of “Miscellanies,” had published
this story (first published in the _Gazeta Kur′era_) without
complying with Andreyeff’s conditions to date it and state that
it was _reprinted_. Andreyeff adds that “K.” also plagiarized
two other stories.

Li͡ubov′, věra, nadezhda: Eti͡ud. Love, Faith and Hope.

Moi zapiski: pověst′.* My Memoirs.

_Discussed in_: _Mïr_, 1909, No. 4 (K. Arabazhin); _Russ.
Bogat._, 1909, No. 1 (A. Kornfel′d); _Russ. Slovo_, Oct. 11,
1908 (A. i͡ablonovskïĭ); _Rěch′_, 1908, No. 278 (D. Levin);
_Vecher_, Oct. 16, 1908 (V. Morov). _See also_: A. Al′man, Moi
zapiski, Saratov, 1908.

Derzhite vora. Stop, Thief!

Lětushchai͡a mysh′. The Bat. (A Farce.)

Kli͡atva. The Oath.

Trans. into Lettish. Riga, 1908.

1909

Syn chelověcheskïĭ: razskaz.* A Son of Man.

Anfisa.* Anfisa.

_Discussed in_: _Rěch′_, 1909, No. 280 (VI. Azov); _Rěch′_,
1909, Nos. 296, 335.

Anatema: Tragedïi͡a.* Anatema: A Tragedy.

Anatema: A Tragedy in Seven Scenes; authorized trans. by Herman
Bernstein. New York, 1910.

_Reviewed in: Nation_, 91 (Oct. 27, 1910): 397; _The Dial_,
49 (1910): 523 (Richard Burton); _N. Y. Times_, 16 (Jan. 29,
1911): 43; _N. Amer. Rev._, 194 (1911): 882-887 (O. R. Howard
Thompson, _under the title_: “Andreyev’s Anatema and the Faust
Legend”).

_A parody entitled_ “Anatema Andeĭ Leonidov” _was staged in the
Ekaterinskïĭ Theatre in Petrograd in 1910._

Anatema: Ein tragischer Spiel in Sieben Bildern; Deutsch von
Karl Ritter. Berlin, 1911.

_Discussed in_: _Rěch′_, 1909, No. 328 (Vl. Azov); _Novoe
Vremi͡a_, 1909, Nov. 29 (I͡U. B.); _Russ. Mysl′_, 1909,
No. 12 (L. Gurevich); _Russ. Mysl′_, 1909, No. 1 (A.
Kizevetter); _Sovrem. Mïr_, 1910, No. 1 (V. Kranikhfel′d);
_Rěch′_, 1911, No. 254 (M. B.); _Rěch′_, 1909, No. 352
(Ovsi͡aniko-Kulikovskïĭ); _Russ. Bogat._, 1909, No. 12 (A.
Rědko); _Rěch′_, Oct., 1909 (N. Efros); _Rěch′_, 1909, Nos.
324, 325. _See also_: L. Bri͡antsev, Idei͡a tragedïi L.
Andreeva “Anatema” i ei͡a razvitïe, Kharkov, 1910; K. Fisher,
“Anatema” v. postanovskě Mosk. khudozh. teatra, Moscow, 1910;
I. V. Churinov, “Tragedïi͡a Mysli” po povodu “Anatemy” L.
Andreeva, Petrograd, 1910.

1910

“Gaudeamus”: Komedïi͡a v chetyrekh děĭstvïi͡akh.* “Gaudeamus”: A Comedy in Four Acts.

Gaudeamus: Komödie in 4 Akten. (_In russ. Sprache._) Berlin,
Bong & Co., 1910.

L. Gebek _published (1910) a waltz composed for this drama._

_Discussed in_: _Rěch′_, 1910, No. 256 (Vl. Azov).

Iskrennïĭ Směkh: razskaz veselago chelověka. A Real Laugh: The Story of a Jolly Man.

Den′ gněva: razskaz. Dies Irae: A Tale.

Razskaz zmeĭ o tom, kak poi͡avilis′ u nei͡a i͡adovitye zuby. A Snake’s Story of how She got Her Poisoned Teeth.

NOTE.—On Oct. 31, 1910, Andreyeff published in several Petrograd papers an open letter in which he announced that he had been forbidden to publish any further works during the academic year 1910-1911.

1911

Pokoĭ. Rest.

Smert′ Gullivera (poslě smerti L. N. Tolstogo). The Death of Gulliver (On the Death of Leo Tolstoi).

Ipatov. Ipatov.

Okean. The Ocean.

Okean: tragedïi͡a v 7mi kartinakh s risunkami B. Anisfel′da.
Petrograd, 1911.

Der Ocean: Tragödie. (_In russ. Sprache._) Berlin, Bong & Co.,
1911.

_Discussed in_: _Rěch′_, 1910, No. 265 (S. Li͡ubosh—_contains
Andreev’s interpretation of the drama_); _Russ. Bogats._, 1911,
No. 5 (A. Rědko); _Rěch′_, 1911, No. 77 (Chukovskïĭ).

Sashka Zhigulov:* roman v 2 chasti͡akh. Alec Zhigulov: A Novel in Two Parts.

Ssaschka Shigulov: Roman in 2 Teilen. (_In russ. Sprache._)
Berlin, Bong & Co., 1911.

_Discussed in_: _Rěch′_, 1912, No. 7 (I͡Ur. Aĭkhenval′d).

Skazochki ne sovsěm dli͡a děteĭ: Orěshek, Negodaĭ, Fal′shivyĭ rubl′ i dobryĭ di͡adi͡a.

Tales not exclusively for Children: The Nut, The Rascal, The
Counterfeit Ruble and the Goodnatured Uncle.

1912

Prekrasnyi͡a Sabini͡anki: istoricheskoe proisshestvïe v trekh chastiakh.* The Beautiful Sabine Women: An Historical Event in Three Parts.

The Lovely Sabine Women; trans. from the Russian by Thomas
Seltzer, _in The Drama_, Feb., 1914.

Chest′ (Staryĭ Graf): Drama-parodïi͡a. Honor (The Old Count): A Dramatic Parody.

Preface to the Russian translation of Jack London’s Works. Petrograd, 1912.

Ekaterina Ivanovna.* Catherine Ivanovna.

Professor Storitsyn.* Professor Storitsyn.

_Discussed in_: _Peterb. Gaz._, 1912, No. 345.

1913-1914

Pis′ma o teatrě. (Two) Letters on the Theatre.

Ne ubïĭ: drama.* Do not kill: A Drama.

Mysl′: drama:* Thought: A Drama.

Nadsmertnoe.* Beyond Death.

Vozvrat.* The Return.

Proisshestvïe.* An Event. (_A dramatic scene._)

Popugaĭ: simvolicheskoe predstavlenïe v odnom děĭstvïi. The Parrot: A Symbolic Drama in one Act.

_An interview giving Andreev’s views on the effects which the present war will have on the government of Russia was published on_ Sept. 16 _in the London Daily Chronicle and the New York Times._

_In December, 1914, the Alexandrinskïĭ Theatre presented Andreev’s latest drama_, Karol′, Zakon i Svoboda, _dealing with the Belgian situation._

A Tragedy of Belgium; Act IV; trans. by Herman Bernstein, _in
New York Sun_, Dec. 20, 1914.

III. TRANSLATIONS, CONTAINING TWO OR MORE DIFFERENT WORKS IN THE SAME VOLUME

1. Die Lüge. Ausgewählte Erzählungen. Deutsch von N. Hornstein. Dresden, H. Minden, 1902.

_Reviewed in: Litt. Echo_, No. 5.

2. Novellen. Deutsch von Stefania Goldenring. Berlin, Neufeld & Henius, 1902.

_Contains_: Zhili-byli, Molchanïe, Směkh, Lozh′, Bezdna,
Vali͡a, Petka na dachě, Bol′shoĭ shlem, Nabat.

3. Der Ausländer und andere Geschichten. Deutsch von Anna Lubinov. Berlin, Steinetz, 1903.

4. Gedanke und andere Novellen. Aus dem Russischen von Eliz. und Jorik Georg. Munich, A. Langen, 1903.

5. Im Erdgeschoss und Anderes. Berlin, Globus Verl., 1903.

6. Im Nebel und andere Novellen. Aus dem Russischen von Eliz. und Jorik Georg. Stuttgart, Deut. Verl.-Anst., 1903.

_Reviewed in: Litt. Echo_, 1903, No. 5, p. 1036.

7. Novellen. Aus dem Russischen von Alexis von Krusenstjerna. Leipzig, 1903.

8. Der Spion. Aus dem Russischen von S. Wermer. Wien, Wiener, 1903.

9. Der Abgrund und andere Novellen. Deutsch von Th. Kroczek. Halle, 1905.

10. M. Gorki, M. Weressajeff, L. Andrejew, Jung Russland. Neue Novellen. Aus dem Russ. (= Internal. Novel.-Bibl., No. 13). Berlin, Globus Verl., 1904.

11. Judas Ischariot und die Anderen und Lazarus. Übersetzt von Otto Bük. Berlin, Ladyschnikow, 1908.

12. Frühlingsversprechen und andere Geschichten. Autorizierte Übersetzung von Sonja Wermer. Leipzig, Wiener, 1908.

13. Silence and Other Stories. Trans. from the Russ. by W. H. Lowe. London, Griffith, 1908.

_Contains_: Petka na dachě, Angelochek, Molchanïe, Kusaka,
Nabat, V podvalě.

14. Nouvelles. Traduites du russe par Serge Persky. Paris, 1908.

_Contains_: Le Gouverneur, Kusaka, Zhizn′ shtabskapitan
Kablukova, Inostranets, Bargamot i Garas′ka, Gostinets, Na
stantzïi, Prekrasna Zhizn′....

15. Judas Ischariot und Lazarus. Deutsch von R. Meckelein. Berlin, 1909.

16. Korolenko, Le musicien aveugle. Le Gouverneur, etc., par Leonid Andreief. Trad. de J. Ferenczy. Paris, Ferenczy, 1909.

17. Savva and The Life of Man. Trans. with an introd. by T. Seltzer. New York, Kennerley, 1914.

18. Der Gouverneur; übersetzt von Aug. Scholz. Berlin, 1906.

IV. BIOGRAPHICAL AND CRITICAL BOOKS, ESSAYS, ETC., ON ANDREYEFF

A. BOOKS AND PAMPHLETS

Arabazhin, K., L. Andreev. Itogi tvorchestva. Petrograd, 1910.

Baranov, N. P., L. Andreev kak khudozhnik, psikholog i myslitel′. Kiev, 1907.

Botsi͡anovskïĭ, V., L. Andreev. Kritiko-bïograficheskïĭ eti͡ud. Petrograd, 1904.

Brusi͡anin, V. V., L. Andreev. Zhizn′ i tvorchestvo. Moscow, 1912.

Chukovskïĭ, K., Leonid Andreev bol′shoĭ i malen′kïĭ. Petrograd, 1908.

Chukovskïĭ, K., O Leonidě Andreevě. Petrograd, 1911.

Churinov, I., Tragedïi͡a Mysli. Petrograd, 1910.

Dobrokhotov, A., Kar′era L. Andreeva. Moscow, 1909.

Etinger, E., Někto v sěrom i někto v krasnom u L. Andreeva. Kiev, 1908.

Friche, W., L. Andreev. Opyt kharakteristiki. Moscow, 1909.

Ganzhulevich, T., Russkai͡a zhizn′ i ei͡a techenïe v tvorchestvě L. A-a. 2d ed. Petrograd, 1908.

Ivanov, P., Vagram L. Andreeva! Psikhologicheskïĭ eti͡ud. Moscow, 1904.

M. K., Leonid Andreev. S bïografïeĭ i portretom. Moscow, 1906.

Muromtsev, Dr. M., Psikhopaticheskïe cherty v geroi͡akh L. Andreeva. Petrograd, 1910.

Orlovskïĭ, Iz istorïi nověĭsheĭ russkoĭ literatury. Petrograd, 1910.

Reisner, Prof. M. A., L. Andreev i ego sotsi͡alnai͡a ideologïi͡a. Petrograd, 1909.

Smolenskïĭ, N., Zashchitnikam L. Andreeva. Moscow, 1909.

Stomi͡arov-Sukhanov, Simvolizm i L. Andreev kak ego predstavitel′. Kiev, 1903.

Urusov, kn. H. Bezsil′nye li͡udi v izobrazhenïe L. Andreeva. Petrograd, 1903.

Varton, V., L. N. Tolstoĭ i L. Andreev. Baku, 1909.

Zhurakovskïĭ, E., Simptomy literaturnoĭ evolutsïĭ. Moscow, 1903.

Zhurakovskïĭ, E., Tragikomedĭi͡a sovremennoĭ zhizni. Moscow, 1907.

B. ARTICLES CONTAINED IN BOOKS, MAGAZINES, ETC.

Aleksandrov, P., Maksim Gorkïĭ i L. Andreev. Ikh zhizn′ i proizvedenïi͡a. Riga, 1903.

Aleksandrovich, I͡U., Poslě Chekhova. Moscow, 1908, 236-289.

Andreev, Autobiography, _in Zhur. dli͡a Vsěkh_, Jan., 1903.

_Anonymous_, _see Current Lit._, 45 (Sept., 1908): 182-286; _Samar. Gazeta_, Feb., 1902.

Antid-Oto, _in Vostoch. Obozr._, June, 1902; Lv. Aurich, _in Das Wissen für Alle_, 1912, No. 47; Balte, F. M., _in Morgen_ (Berlin), 1908, No. 47; _Allg. Zeitung_, Oct. 4, 1909; Avrelïĭ, _in Věsy_, 1908, No. 1.

B(ogdanovich), A., _in Mïr Bozhïĭ_, 1901, No. 11; Abramov, IA., and Granitov, _in Prïaz. Kraĭ_, Jan. and Sept., 1902; boreĭ, a satirical poem on A., _in Novoe Vremi͡a_, Nov. 28, 1909; Botsi͡anovskïĭ, V., Bogobortsy. Petrograd, 1911. Botsi͡anovskïĭ, V., _in Lit. Věstn._, Jan., 1902; Brückner, A., Geschichte der russ. Lit. (Leipzig, 1905), pp. 501 _f._; Bruck, R., _in Masken_, 1908; Burenin, V., _in Novoe Vremi͡a_, Jan., 1902; Chagovets, V., _in Kïevsk. Gaz._, Nov., 1903; Chukovskïĭ, K., _in Rěch′_, 1911, No. 85.

Fidler, F. F., Pervye literatur. shagi. Moscow, 1911, pp. 27-31.

Goldenring, St., _in Norddeut. Allg. Zeit._ (Berlin), No. 260.

Ivanov-Razumnik, O symslě zhizni (Petrograd, 1908) _and_ Tvorchestvo i kritika (Petrograd, 1911).

Izmaĭlov, A., Literatur. Olimp. (Petrograd, 1911); _same, in Birzh. Věd._, April 9, 1901.

Kogan, P., Ocherki po istorïi nověĭsheĭ russ. lit., vol. I, pt. 2, pp. 1-61.

Kube, O., Koshmary Zhizni. Petrograd, 1909.

Lavretsky, I., _in Independent_, 67 (July 29, 1909): 242-245; Linden, S., _in Indep. Rev._, 8 (Feb., 1907): 215-227; Lolo, _in Novosti Dni͡a_, May, 1907; Lunacharskïĭ, _in Sbornik_ “_Literaturn. Raspad_” (Petrograd, 1908); L′vov, V., _in Odessk. Novosti_, 1903; Merezhkovskïĭ, D. S., _in Svobod. Mysl′_, Jan., 1908, _and in Russk. Mysl′_, Jan., 1908; Mikhaĭlovskïĭ, N. K., _in Russk. Bogat._, 1901, No. 11.

Morozov, M., Ocherki nověĭsheĭ lit. Petrograd, 1911, pp. 1-70.

Nevědomskïĭ, V., _in Sovremennyĭ Mïr_, 1908, No. 2; Obolenskïĭ, _in Odessk. Listok_, April, 1902.

Persky, Serge, Les Maîtres du Roman Russe Contemporain. Paris, 1912, pp. 245-285.

Phelps, Wm. L., Essays on Russian Novelists. New York, 1911, pp. 262-277.

Pil′skïĭ, P., O L. Andreevě, Sologubě, Kuprině, etc. Petrograd, 1909.

P-ïĭ, P., _in Sovrem. Mïr_, April, 1908; Protopopov, M. A., _in_ _Russ. Mysl′_, 1902, No. 3; Rodef, _in Wiener Fremdenblatt_, June 6, 1903; Rozanov, V. V., _in Novoe Vremi͡a_, June 2, 1903; Sarakhanov, K., _in Sarat. List._, April, 1904; Scholz, A., _in Zeit_ (Vienna), 1906, No. 411; Seltzer, Th., _in The Drama_, Feb., 1914; Shuli͡atikov, V., _in Mosk. Kur′er_, Oct. 9, 1901; Simchowitz, _in Die Kultur_, March, 1903; _same, in Landeszeitung_; _Beiblatt. Badisch. Mus._, 1903, No. 23; Skabichevskïĭ, A. M., _in Novosti_, Jan., 1902; L. N. Tolstoĭ, _in Sbornik Italïi͡a_, 1909; Wolshsky, N., _in Nation_ (Berlin), 1903, No. 50; _same, in Die Zeit_ (Berlin), 1903, No. 50; Wyzewa, T. de, _in Rev. d. deux Mondes_, May 15, 1909.

⁂ Additional references to articles in the Russian periodical press treating Andreyeff’s literary work as a whole and also dealing with the following separate works: Bezdna, V tumaně, Zhizn′ Vas. Fiv., Krasnyĭ směkh, K zvězdam, Savva, Tak bylo, Vor, Gubernator, Ïuda Iskarïot, Zhizn′ chelověka, T′ma, Tsar′ Golod, Razskaz o semi pověshennykh, Moi zapiski, Chernyi͡a maski, Anfisa, Gaudeamus, Anatema, Prekrasnyi͡a Sabini͡anki, Professor Storitsyn, Ekaterina Ivanovna and Pis′ma o teatrě, will be found in

V. L′vov-Rogachevskïĭ, Dvě pravdy: Khiga o Leonidě Andreevě s portretami, Petrograd, Prometeĭ Cᵒ, 1914. Price, 1½ rubles.

But few of these references are included in the present Bibliography, since the book of L′vov-Rogachevskïĭ is readily obtainable.