The great Russian writer was rescued by a shepherd from Bezhin Meadows armed with a whip.
The audience would never have known this heartbreaking story if it were not for Maupassant. The classics of French literature have always worried about the nature of horror. Associated with a breeze of mystery or fear of something abnormal, supernatural, from which you can go crazy. He managed to get Turgenev to talk about this. Here is an excerpt from the novella Fear, which Guy de Maupassant published in the newspaper Figaro on July 25, 1884.
THE HORROR OF THE RUSSIAN FOREST
“… And suddenly I remembered a story that Turgenev told us one Sunday at Gustave Flaubert's (one of the greatest European writers of the 19th century - author). I don't know if it was written down by him or not.
No one better than the great Russian writer knew how to awaken in the soul awe of the unknown, to show in a bizarre mysterious story a whole world of frightening, incomprehensible images. He knew how to instill in us an unaccountable fear of the invisible, the fear of the unknown, which lurked behind the wall, behind the door, behind the visible life. He illuminated our consciousness with sudden flashes of light, which only increased the fear.
At times, listening to him, we comprehend the meaning of strange coincidences, unexpected coincidences, seemingly random, but in fact guided by some kind of hidden, secret will. Communication with him helped to find an invisible thread that mysteriously leads us through life as through a vague dream, the meaning of which eludes us all the time.
He did not boldly intrude into the realm of the supernatural, as Edgar Poe or Hoffmann did, in his simple stories the eerie and incomprehensible were intertwined into one.
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On the same day, he also said: "You are really afraid only of what you don't understand."
He sat, or rather lay in a deep armchair; his arms hung down, his legs were outstretched; gray hair and a beard, flowing in a silvery stream, gave him the appearance of a father-god or an Ovidian river deity. He spoke slowly, somewhat lazily - which gave his speech a special charm, stammering slightly, as if with difficulty choosing the words, but this only emphasized the accuracy and brilliance of his expressions. Bright, wide-open eyes reflected, like the eyes of a child, all the movements of his thoughts.
Here's what he told us. While still young, he once hunted in the Russian forest. He wandered all day and in the evening came to the bank of a quiet river. It flowed in the shade of the trees, all overgrown with grass, deep, cold, clean. The hunter was seized with an irresistible desire to plunge into this clear water. Undressing, he threw himself at her. He was tall, strong, strong and a good swimmer.
He calmly surrendered to the will of the current, which quietly carried him away. Grasses and roots brushed against the body, and the light touch of the stems was pleasant.
& quot; Snow Beauty & quot; yeti.
Suddenly, a hand touched his shoulder.
He quickly turned around and saw a terrible creature that was looking at him with eager curiosity.
It looked like a woman or a monkey. He had a wide, wrinkled, grimacing and laughing face. Something indescribable - two sacks of some sort, obviously breasts, were dangling in front; long matted hair, red from the sun, framed her face and fluttered behind her.
Turgenev felt a wild fear, a chilling fear of the supernatural.
Without hesitation, without trying to understand, to comprehend what it is, he swam with all his might to the shore. But the monster swam faster and touched his neck, back and legs with a joyful squeal. Finally, the young man, distraught with fear, reached the shore and ran as fast as he could through the forest, throwing away his clothes and a gun.
The terrible creature followed him; it ran just as fast and still squealed.
The exhausted fugitive - his legs were shaking with horror - was about to fall when a boy armed with a whip came running, grazing a herd of goats. He began to whip the hideous humanoid beast, which took off, screaming in pain. Soon this female gorilla-like creature disappeared into the thickets."
The hominoid has the strongest biofield.
SNOW MAN IS A SEX GIANT
This story often appears in articles and TV programs about the unknown, scientific works such as "Above the abyss of unsolved secrets." Convincingly confirming that the Yeti is not an invention of dreamers, not a hallucination, but a completely real creature living next to us. Himself
Turgenev saw Bigfoot! The classics don't lie!
Ufologists, cryptozoologists (specialists in the search for yeti and other mythical chupacabras), using the example of Turgenev, scientifically proved all the properties of Bigfoot, who, they say, still wanders in thousands of Vologda, Vyatka, Kostroma forests, in Siberia, not to mention America, Australia, China … Why then do we not see him, and even the boxer-deputy Valuev himself could not grab the Yeti by the scruff of the Kemerovo taiga and drag him to Moscow, although he specially went on an expedition? The hominoid has strong paranormal abilities, the same teleportation, movement in time and space using quantization (dematerialization) and tunneling, cryptozoologists explain. A kind of snowy "invisibility" that suddenly appears from nowhere. He can even program space, turn into stone, wood …
Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev.
That is why the most experienced hunter Turgenev did not notice the approach of the huge snowy "beauty". Another question is how Ivan Sergeevich, a strong, tall (height 192 cm!), Courageous, educated person in the blink of an eye turned into a panic-stricken animal?
The hominoid has the strongest biofield, ufologists say. Its electromagnetic radiation literally crushed the whole psyche of the classic. If you accidentally stumble upon a yeti, take him by surprise, a relic hominoid sends to its civilized relative such a strong negative bioenergetic impulse, a “death ray” that a person instantly dies or becomes mortally ill … Turgenev is still very lucky. The snow woman herself came to him. Either out of curiosity, or in search of a male for mating. What? Turgenev was a prominent man, the French singer Pauline Viardot herself loved him. A good sex object for a yeti. After all, nothing human is alien to our mysterious elusive relative. Don't believe me?
One famous researcher of the unknown stated in a massive weekly: “In the Indian state of Kashmir, snowmen often steal girls, rape them and turn them into wives. Moreover, when relatives find captives and try to bring them back home, they show obstinacy and stay with hairy "husbands". As you can see, Bigfoot either skillfully zombies a partner, or shows extraordinary sexuality. Cases of crossbreeding of Bigfoot with humans are observed in Tibet …”Sounds fantastic? But the researcher has reinforced concrete proof: “Ivan Turgenev faced a case of sexual harassment by Bigfoot. Once, while swimming in a pond, he saw a huge hairy woman who began to chase him. The writer rushed away from her - she was catching up with him with apparent ease. Turgenev saved a shepherd,with a whip, he drove away the unbelted female. About this case, Ivan Sergeevich told Maupassant, who put this plot as the basis of the story."
Another scientific mystery - why did Turgenev himself in the "Notes of a Hunter", other books, letters not say a word about the meeting with the "unbelted female"? Possessing the gift of suggestion (suggestion), she put a blockage in the brain of the writer, explain the omniscient ufologists. And only many years later, far from his homeland, in Paris, Turgenev was able to break the taboo. Apparently, the block has weakened …
PARANORMAL FAKE
“The story with the“snow woman”is an outright lie,” says the writer Nikolai Starchenko, editor-in-chief of the nature magazine “Muraveinik”. One of the best connoisseurs of Turgenev's work, who walked many times with our Vasily Peskov Bezhin meadow and other places praised in "Notes of a Hunter" and other works of the classics. - Back in 1994, I first exposed this crude fake in a magazine. But the stormy stream of publications about the "unbelted female yeti" continues.
- Really Maupassant fantasized?
- Our dishonest ufologists are lying. Interrupting Maupassant's novella with the phrase "Soon this creature, similar to a female gorilla, disappeared into the thickets." But then the Frenchman wrote in black and white: “It turned out that she was a madwoman who had lived in the forest for over thirty years; she was fed by shepherds. She spent half of her life swimming in the river. And the great Russian writer added: "Never in my life have I been so scared, because I could not understand what kind of monster it was."
For the first time, Maupassant interrupted at a place favorable for cryptozoologists in 1968 by the famous enthusiast of the search for Bigfoot, Doctor of Philosophy and History B. Porshnev in his book "The Struggle for the Troglodyte". And the paranormal province went to write … For almost half a century, they have been circulating fables, misleading honest people. What if all other evidence of Bigfoot's existence is as blatantly rigged as the case with Turgenev ?!
By the way, the statements of ufologists that the troglodyte put a block in Turgenev's head, that is why he did not write about the case on the hunt in the Hunter's Notes, is also slander, - says Nikolai Starchenko. - The answer to the "scientific sensation" is just in the story "Bezhin Meadow".
“- Pavel got up and took an empty pot in his hand.
- Where are you? - Fedya asked him.
- To the river, scoop up some water: I wanted to drink some water. The dogs got up and followed him.
- Look, don't fall into the river! - Ilyusha shouted after him.
- Why should he fall? - said Fedya. - He will beware.
- Yes, beware. Anything can happen: he will bend down, start scooping up water, and the water one will grab his hand and drag him to him. Then they will say: he fell, they say, a fellow in the water … And what fell? Get out of the reeds over there, ” he added, listening.
The reeds exactly, moving apart, "rustled", as we say.
- Is it true, - asked Kostya, - that Akulina has been a fool since then, as she was in the water?
- Since. What is it now! But they say, before the beauty was. The water one ruined it. You know, I didn't expect to be pulled out soon. Here he is there at home, at the bottom, and spoiled it.
(I myself have met this Akulina more than once. Covered in rags, terribly thin, with a face as black as coal, dim eyes and always bared teeth, she tramples for hours in one place, somewhere on the road, firmly pressing her bony hands to breasts and slowly waddling from foot to foot, like a wild animal in a cage. She does not understand anything, no matter what they say to her, and only occasionally laughs convulsively.)
- And they say, - continued Kostya, - Akulina rushed into the river because her lover deceived.
- From that one."
“It’s not at all difficult to guess Akulina in that unfortunate one from Maupassant’s retelling,” Starchenko says. - We distinguish the "grimacing and laughing face" and "she does not understand anything, no matter what they say to her and only occasionally laughs convulsively." So the plot got into the "Notes of a Hunter". Just a few paragraphs. Turgenev, with his impeccable taste and delicacy, has always been able to distinguish between a private conversation-memory in the circle of close friends and a literary work.
Found Starchenko and the place where the terrible "meeting of the classic with the" Bigfoot "took place.
- Quiet river with the wonderful name Snezhed on Bezhin Meadow. "She flowed under the shade of trees, all overgrown with grass, deep, cold, clean." Maupassant correctly conveyed the words of Turgenev. The snow is still the same today, although it has become somewhat shallow in a century and a half. Vasily Mikhailovich Peskov loved to photograph her. So it seems that after the hunt, Ivan Sergeevich went to Bezhin meadow, where cows and goats grazed during the day, and horses at night. Tired, he decided to take a dip … Somewhere here he was rescued by a "boy armed with a whip."
Perhaps it's even good that all these "explorers of the unknown" are actually so incurious. They were not honored to visit the "place of a significant meeting", although it is not far from Moscow. Limiting ourselves to retelling falsifications. Otherwise they would have glued Snezhed to the "Bigfoot" at once! Say, it was from him that the river in ancient times received its name. From them, ufologists, will become.
LOVE OF THE BARYN
- However, God is their judge, "paranormal", - sighs the writer Starchenko. - The term speaks for itself. It’s much worse when Turgenev is taken up by normal, at first glance, masters of culture. Take, for example, the movie "Mu-mu". The content of one of the best works of fiction in the world is distorted to the point of ugliness and pathology. Allegedly, the whole point is that the elderly lady longs for the deaf-mute Gerasim.
- As a "female yeti" to Turgenev …
- All these are inventions, fantasies of the director. In the story "Mumu" there is not even a hint of the lady's passion for the janitor, which every schoolchild knows. No wonder the great actress Lyudmila Gurchenko categorically refused to play the Lady in this libel. So distort Turgenev …
- Why are you indignant, Nikolai? This is the vision of the modern "artist-creator". We still distort the classics not so. And is it worth remembering the old film from the end of the last century? The people have already forgotten about him.
- But thanks to “Mu-mu” the director himself became fashionable, cult. He even received a special diploma from the Yeltsin Presidential Council "For a vivid visual embodiment of a classic plot." This fall, in one TV show, the masters of culture analyzed the story "Mumu". And why did the viewers not "know" there! One professor, a professor, began by stating that there was no need to talk about the classical language at Mumu. He clung to the word “argued” (“the matter was arguing in his hands”), they say, Bunin and Chekhov would certainly have found another word, not so worn out. But at the time of Turgenev, it was by no means erased. Correspondents, especially in the district and regional press, have overwritten this capacious word under socialism - so, it used to be, on the front page of a newspaper you almost always see the headline "Business is going on."
Further, the same expert, speaking about the image of Gerasim, expressed himself even more strangely: "Cruel, dumb and deaf - this is Turgenev's attitude to the Russian man." I would like to exclaim: "But what about the book" Notes of a Hunter ", where for the first time so convincingly and vividly reflected the moral beauty of the Russian peasantry?" By the way, the book was published exactly 165 years ago.
Our cult director was also invited, where can we go without him! We heard that Varvara Petrovna Turgeneva, the writer's mother, whom literary scholars consider the prototype of the old landowner from the story "Mumu", periodically chose for herself a new janitor, of course, prominent and strong. He, the director, struck with such a passage: “Some military man will come, she could take a saber and not return it until he shows affection …” Well, this is already completely indecent! As they say, I heard a ringing …
And it was like this. A brilliant officer and handsome Sergei Nikolaevich Turgenev once stopped by on business to a young and wealthy landowner, owner of Spassky-Lutovinov and many other villages. We got to know each other, talked, and when the guest began to take leave, Varvara Petrovna Lutovinova invited him to dinner on Sunday. Then, jokingly, with a smile, she announced that she was taking his sword belt as a pledge, for reliability (a belt sling for carrying weapons, - Ed.”) And, of course, an officer from his family estate Turgenevo arrived for lunch on the next Sunday. Twelve versts from Spassky.”Soon they got married.” Turgenevologists have long known about this sweet, touching episode - and if they sometimes mention it, it is always delicately, without obscenity, with respect for the spontaneity and worldly wisdom of Varvara Petrovna.
… But Turgenev was not in vain interested in the unknown, the invisible, about which Maupassant wrote. Next year the world will celebrate the 200th anniversary of Ivan Sergeevich. I propose, Evgeny, to go together then to Bezhin meadow. And there, on the spot, I will tell a truly mystical story, how this meadow avenged one outstanding figure of world art for sacrilege. This is what modern lovers of classic ruffling should remember. Nothing on Earth passes without a trace …
EUGENE CHERNYKH