Characteristics of Professor Pirogov s rozpovіdі chudoviy lіkar. "Wonderful Doctor" of the main hero. Features inspire compositions

A. Kuprin, having written the notification, said that it was not only about kohannya. Likewise, in his creativity, we were inspired by those of love of people, mercy. Yak meant a lot, a writer who loved vivchati people and all the manifestations of life. There is nothing wondrous about the fact that it is so important to eat. About goodness and mercy, you can find in the message "The Miracle Doctor", an analysis of what ideas are lower.

History history

In the analysis of "The Wonderful Doctor", it is necessary to mean the next step: on the very ear of the message, the author of the reader will read it in a serious manner. Vin write, that history is given - it’s not a clue. І fair divoviznu history Kuprinu rozpov_v known bank_r.

Tvir of writing in 1897 rotsi, if the writer was in Kiev. Yogo know-how about the story, which has become close to 30 years ago. Tse history about one homeland, like a bull on the border, I see. The stinks were thrown in the com_rchini, there weren’t a penny, they weren’t good for the licks, the fire wasn’t going to be good.

Sister announced a sickness, but no luck. The fathers got mad to know a few pennies, but they banished the stars. I, if the head of the family is already daring to kill himself, a new miracle was eating with him. Winning the knowledge of seeing Dr. Pirogov. Mykola Ivanovich added to the family family and did not become the name of his name. The smell of the stench was lost, but it was Pirogov Mykola Ivanovich.

They meant that, that the doctors knew, for such a non-curious additional help was natural. Winning for his people love, mercy. I have brought happiness to the Mertsalov family: if you want to visit your life, please, please. The history of the story stunned the writer, as he opened the tvir, as it was brought up to the genre of development stories.

Features inspire compositions

In the analysis of the "Wonderful Doctor" it follows from the standpoint of the specialness of the composition. On the very cob, the author describes two lads who stand and look at the windows - yaskrav, svyatkov. Ale if the stench goes to home, then navkolishnє otochenya grow darker, frown. Already there are no more Svyatkovy vognіv, and їchnіy housewives і zvsіm nagadu pіdzemlya. All TV is inspired by such contrasts.

All get ready until new saint, Dress up yalinka, bathe gifts. Everyone is noisy, rushing about, and people are dumb and dumb up to Mertsalov's family. They didn’t have a penny, the stench was overwhelmed by the hardships of the situation. The first axis is such a quick transition from the holy until the moment you allow the reading of Mertsalov.

In the analysis of the "Wonderful Doctor" there is a trace of the vision, the contrast and the middle diyovykh osіb... The head of the family of testimonies is that Lyudin is weak, she will get tired of the floor, but if you only need to bash one vikhid - kill yourself. And Pirogov's testimony yak Lyudin is kind, strong, dyyalny. I win, mov promin 'light, I perceive temryav in the homeland of Mertsalov. The contrast made it possible to convey all the importance of the creation of the quiet people with Pirogov, all the miracles of his appearance.

Main dummy rozpovidі

In the analysis of the "Wonderful Doctor" Kuprin it is necessary to see head idea create. The scribe wanted to show, how merciful things became merciful, I respect my neighbors, bezorishlivism, how the smell is like a miracle. Author on application vіdomoї people showing that one good right can be changed to more beautiful lifeіnshikh.

Why should I give you so names

In the analysis of the work of the "Miracle Doctor", you can also explain the sense and name of the notification. Mykola Ivanovich Pirogov is a divovy person. Winning Volodya for his miraculous health is kindness. The very tsi of quality Kuprin is highly valued in people. For the new one, the manifestation was like a miracle. The scribe wanted to show that you need to ask the saint not only to visit the saint, but to get the job done. Todi in the life of people will be a miracle day.

To all of us to be built, we will be so happy as we want it; Ale, from the side, the skin from us sees and knows that the boundary has been laid down for the dear ones, who are destined to be afraid of the gods. Moreover, our misery is in accordance with the laws of our own light misery. By the time of our mind, we don’t know our target, our mind, and the knowledge of the debris of our brain, when considering the new light, we can go to such an illusion, but in this kind of Germany. It’s possible for us to go to the point where we have to create a light idea simply because it’s unclear by itself, but only like the spirit of our powerful rose. That, if we didn’t pop into the heart of the new light so firmly, as in our own power, then everything that our investigation was brought up to a new assistant and as a matter of fact and right to come to us for power, we could our mind and our imagination. N. I. Pirogov
The first axis pops up through the passing of food: who could not walk in a proper way, as for help, but we only need to, because we have legs? Would it work only if you were in the middle of your brain, could it be misleading, or just missed the point? Bachachi are not able to be helpless, they can reach all of us in the whole world, who can we do it, why is it that the mind is guilty of just one function of the brain? Khiba bjola, murakha і t. P. Tvarini і without the help of the brain of the backbone creatures, they do not show us the application of divine skill, pragmatic to the point of bringing creativity? N. I. Pirogov
K. Kuznatsov and V. Sidoruk. the beast doctor
Cover of pratsi N.I. Pirogov "Vіyskovo-lіkarska on the right and private assistance at the theaters of war from Bulgaria and in the style of the diocese army in 1877-1878 rr."
A. Sidorov. Tchaikovsky at Pirogov

Є In the history of culture, suspensions, people who, with their own creativity, zusilli zushlyayut next to the ground, and naturally enter into our life, for us to be created, because we can not expect it this way or not. Nibi, it’s not a bit of a problem, it’s not chaotic, but it’s worthwhile and necessary. Ale to bach all the next generation. On a small part of such people, there is a lot of food and struggle, and the order of speeches and proclamation of new ways. Vivchayuchi їkh dolі, fixing the intelligence, but in history it’s not at all seen by itself, but it’s open with hands and zusillas even of specific people, with our shortcomings and passes, in the daytime, the same, as we will be with you, but ... Well hіba is not wonderful tse ?! To be amazed, even our culture and our life itself hang on the hair, and, let it be so, stop rooting the Zusilla, keep breaking, rolling, falling apart ... So why and on whom should we trim out? Who is it and how is it that I’m scrambling to clutter up the rosette between us? Feed axis.

First crocs

One of the beloved Igors Kolya Pirogov got into a lickar: "yak nibi brought ... the dependence of the maybutny." To his own tsia, the original grasses are tied to the sickle of the elder brother, before which the likar arrives. At 14 years old Mikola became a student of the medical faculty of the Moscow University, they read lectures on the basis of materials from the past, and on the school day "it would be necessary to describe in words, as if the paper is like an operation in Latin." Clinical practice was developed before the history of ailments was written by a sick patient once ...

Pislya Moskvy at the Derpt University, they were getting ready to the professorship of the beautiful Russian students. Applying for this, the need will be made due to the specialization, and Pirogov has vibrated the surgery. To what? “And the axis go, find out from yourself, why? I don’t know for a song, ale me to be built, but here, nearby, a voice from within, having said a surgery here ”. Thanks to the young doctor of science and science, what his comrades were laughing about: only one thing was taken care of, and the surgeons did not respect the need for anatomy. For the time being, Pirogov opened a new and revolutionary science - surgical anatomy.

Pislya Dorpat at the young professor Pirogov had a courtyard internship in Berlin, turning from like wine through a sickle to a few months zupinivsya in Rizi. Oduzhavshi, Mikola Ivanovich made sure there was a small amount of surgeries in the distance; One of the old residents said to the 25-year old Pirogov: "They gave us a chance to the one whom our readers did not know."

In 26 years of age, becoming a professor of surgery at Dorpat University, great love students and having seen a number of monographs and books, including two volumes of key annals themselves, having described, in contrast to the well-known style, do not put the diagnoses in the distance, love and see, but your mercy and misfortunes, to their scholars.

“Servant of science, be-like, - not so, as the service of truth. Here access to the truth of complications is not only by the scientific transitions, but by such, as can be found and visible beyond the aid of science. But, in applied science, it’s because of the transfer, human addictions, snobbishness and weaknesses from the other side, I pour into access to the truth and the lack of accessibility ... human nature ... it is necessary, in addition to scientific knowledge and safety, intelligence, to buy only an important mystery of self-awareness, self-control and knowledge of human nature. " By the way, Pirogov writes about the robot of a likar over himself, about the robot of the inner, singing moral zusilli, about the vibration of the professional interest of the likar to the sick and to the human henchmen to the new, and even if it is allowed, to Pirogov’s thought, but we’ll be a good doctor, and a good doctor.

Father of the Russian surgery

In struggling with life's difficulties, bidnistu, need to shape the character of Pirogov, ready to go to the field, for whatever reason, all the strength of their nature and the need to follow. In 1841, the 30-year-old Pirogov accepted the proposition of being a professor at the Department of Surgery of the Medical-Surgical Academy in St. Petersburg with the intellectual organization of the Department of Hospital Surgery, so that the students accepted practical medical education.

Mikola Ivanovich reorganized the Moscow Art Academy hospital and took on the equipment of the head doctor of the surgical service. The axis was writing about the feat of Hercules that mighty, and he was cleaning the Augustine stays: “The picture was truly awful: the majestic hospital wards (for 60-100 slopes), foul-ventilated, infected with bloody diseases, acute For operations, there is not one, to find the nasty one. Ganchirki from poultices and compresses were carried by paramedics without a hitch from the wounds of one sick person to the last one, and for an hour they knew about the corpses and simply hung. Likas, which were seen from the hospital pharmacy, boules are similar to the best, only not to the likings ... " Scurvy among the ill. Wisdom before a young surgeon is not too delicate among vibors. Vidkryta vorozhnecha, whips, riveting - all were launched in hid. And vimoga to lіkarіv robiti operatsії in clean bіlikh gowns wicked to a dose in the darkness of thіѕ rozumovіh health. So, our chanted reader, and not so long ago - the second century ago at the sanctified European state ... Wouldn't it be so natural for a drug user, especially in an operation, - a clean white dressing gown.

In 1847, Pirogov's rotsi returned to our hot point- to the Caucasus, for the first time in the practice of eternal anesthesia, moreover, I will look at our human psychology Having requested at the operation of those wounded, the stench could have permeated itself in the case of the non-baked method. Infection in the sense of a natural part of our life, ale todі lead to finish, finish, overkonuvati. And trochi p_zn_she, on Krimskiy viynі Win, having looked, as a great sculptor, having found the dressings in case of fractures, replace more of the less effective bast or tiny ones - and the powerlessly wounded officers and soldiers in the amputation.

Great speeches can be heard in an extraordinary hour! Once, passing the market to Sinniy in St. Petersburg, Pirogov brightened his respect for the frozen pig carcass. As a result, a "krizhana" was born, or it is topographic, anatomy, which allowed the politicians to more effectively vivchaty people tilo and unknowing the helpless pardons, as they could have lived more than one harmless person. The first anatomical atlas, we create Pirogov for the cym method, the students are accustomed to dosi.

There is no need to pererakhovuvati all the achievements of Mikoly Ivanovich, all the innovations, all the methods, and the need to wear this im'ya and vikorisovuvany with the occasional surgeons. The price of intelligence is great for doctors, well, for those who, according to medicine, are playing the role of patients, if they are more important than their knowledge, Pirogov, with all his glory and a lot of practice, not a penny for a member of the operative tsar's family It’s not the last bednyak, who’s going to go to Nyogo yak for one of his hopes. Rozpovid Kuprin "Wonderful Doctor" - about new.

sisters of mercy

A special era in the life of Pirogov is Sevastopolska vіyna. Yak lykar and yak lyudin, who didn’t bother to get used to baiduzhim before it was sent, he sent a message about the refund to the front. The message of the ever-present movement of the priest is absolutely unsuitable for the view. Olena Pavlovna, the squad of the Grand Duke Mikhail Pavlovich, the son of Paul I, the patron of the Russian Museum support, the midwife and the Clinical Institute, supervised by the Mariinsky and Pavlovsk Institute of Women, asked for Yogo.

When she was dumbfounded, she took on her approval of the decision, she told you about her plan, we can help the wife get sick and hurt and proponent to Pirogov the role of organizer and kervnik. I do not care about the broader thought, but the presence of women before they’re born in vіyski, but women do not have a good life and I will help in the smartest minds, Grand Duchess Olena Pavlіvna, because of that bachila the head of the wives Polegshuvati, turned out to be a Russian woman, because they didn’t “take on themselves the great and important obligations of the sisters of mercy”, and even in Zhovtnii 1854, the Khrestovozdvizhenskiy mass of sisters fell asleep on the power of the war. Pirogov will come back to look at the Grand Duchess: "It was already brought to the fore, that it is more beautiful for a woman that you can’t help the sick fellows and turn him off with turboboots, as they become overwhelmed, so bi-moving, not in power." The principle of “living on earth is not just for oneself” Pirogov has embraced the basis of sisterly mercy. So in 1854, a small group of 35 sisters, with the most active and respectful part of Mikoli Ivanovich Pirogov, was born the Maybut Russian Chervoniy Khrest.

Todi f, the hour of the day of the summoning of the Crimean campaign, Pirogov wriggled the rules of the robot for the wounded, having created a practically new way of surgery by ourselves - Viyskovo-polova. Having formulated the principle of hygiene for the ailing, the basis of food harassment, and in the first place, it’s not surprising that I brought the knowledge and knowledge to the end and unreasonable, and quietly, to whom is a great, honest doctor. And Pirogov, a great canonical decision, an important calmness, until stagnation and emergence: "Life does not fit into the narrow framework of doctrine, and the minuscule casuistry was not caught in some dogmatic formulas."

Pirogov-teacher

From the finest crocs, still a young professor, Pirogov became a reference teacher, as they say about the professional growth not only to their own, but also to the new generations of young people. “Don't hate to read only the one that you want to read - the whole one on the right. Ale who wants me to read it, the one who is guilty is the one on the right, so the guilty of thinking is the skinny perfect vicladach. " This was a huge contribution to the system of medicine and medicine, as it passed into theory, and some of the unprecedented fantasies of professors, often bachelor's sick from the chair, to practical training on specific operatives, read

The merit of Pirogov is that he was guilty of the need for a professional and moral conviction. We have already talked about his innovation in the first place: at once it would not occur to anyone to think of the importance of professionalism. Ale other yogo ideas and this year (unfortunately, but this is a pity) sound like a revolutionary one. Zaklik vikhovuvati persh for all the people, overwhelmed by moral sentiments, not only if they are firm, but to seize them, live by them in practice, ready to fight for life and for the sake of life, and also for the sound of the other future professionals bitterly. Tsі thoughts are not viscous, the stench is the result of Pirogov's internal path - as a material from ignorance of motherhood, as he said to himself, to people, which opened the sense of human butt, life, love, immortality, very destructive the inner world of the people and the sound of God. Tsikavo, two such smart people - who are we together? Schir_st, chuyne on someone else's heart, honesty in front of oneself, pragmatic to expect a bootie, and not to be good? .. Singingly.

nourishment life

The rest of the rock Pirogov held in his wrist at Cherry (part of the Ninish Winnie). There, I wrote my spovid - I will stop and the very marvelous book, which is rich in immodesty dosi: “Nutrition of life. A schooler of an old lykar, writings just for himself, but not without a back dummy, well, maybe it’s if you’ve read it. 5 leaf fall 1879 - 22 jovten 1881 ". Pirogov himself is amazed at his own messages: “I keep showing everything in my eyes about the light-heartedness, about the light-hearted thoughts. So what is it? A thought without a brain and without words! Hiba tse is not an absurdity in the mouth of a lykar? Ale bjola, do you think so much without a brain? It’s great for us to name a thought only one person, one’s word, one’s word and another’s thought! And won’t be for me є only displaying thoughts, broadened skrіz, how to create and cherish everything. " I Tim is not less than 70 years old, with a great admiration, how to pass through the fire and water, having destroyed tens of thousands of surgeries, empirik to the brain of keys, to come to the thought about those who think that the brain itself is not the only educator of thought, more and not to be surrounded only by biological organism: “Life is not comprehended, without diyucha power, So governing all the power of speech (tobto it by forces), pragmatic before that, without interruption until reaching the singing note: zdіisnennya i pіdtrimki buttya. " At the same time, Pirogov became the forerunner of the Russian cosmos - Tsiolkovsky, Vernadsky ... for example XIX so many great philosophers, like Olena Petrivna Blavatska, Mykola Hartman and іnshi.

Behind the many sides, having practically forgotten the two fate before death, mi bachimo a philosopher, how to set before oneself a serious meal, think about it, why shukak, want to tremble before a mysterious і mind, start to see: the best and the most unsettling for us the price - "I". Є, however, і even іnsha, more and more reserved, price - truth. Ale as a skin leaf, skin grain, skin crystal, tell us about the pose of us and in our own laboratory, in which everything is innocently the same for ourselves and for the little things, with our thoughts and thoughts, that is our power for our own rubbish and at the same time from the very restless tamnitsyu ". I still want to know that the book is known at our hour, after a hundred years of zabuttya, his new thoughtful reader. First food, welcomed by Pirogov, they made us feel good this year.

with earth

Glorious and divine share. Fighting and love, serving Batkivshchyna and opal - the tradition of the Russian intellectual. Perhaps, it is said about such people - "strong earth", maybe the stench is that thread, a hair, on which life is trimmed, all the more I continue to trim us. І food is not in dressings, but anesthesia like such. Nutrition in humanity, as for the cym cost and without all the price of innovation will consume your sense. People, like zavdyak to such people, grab us one by one. At the same time, it’s mozlivo, the smarter meaning of everything, when Pirogov is beating, is the head lesson of yogo for us.

You, Mikolo Ivanovich, have two hundred years of juvenile leaves. Thank you, doctor.

	- vidomy hirurg and musician. His musical talent was highly appreciated by Beethoven himself, and his medical talent, melodiously, assessed Pushkin, having repeatedly consulted the famous doctor. The professor's booths were one of the most popular in Derpt. There were a lot of miraculous people of this era: singing Zhukovsky and Mov, friend of Pushkin Wulf, the blue Russian historian Karamzin. Judge from spogadiv, Moyur, "the specialness of the miracle and the highly talented", with the rocks of oholy to science, "operations, especially important and risky, not timid." Appearing in Dorpat, decorated and gifted students, and especially seeing Mikol Ivanovich Pirogov in the middle of them, Nemov bi turned the professor to a great life. I know I have given myself a lot of medicine and my new scientists.
	Mikola Pirogov became friends in Dorpat, and at once came to see Professor Moyer's surgery. Pirogov himself will describe the yak axis: “Once, unfortunately, when we come to Dorpat, we feel wonderful at our window from the street as wonderful, albeit don't know the sounds: Russian song in which. Wonderful, a varto student in a military uniform ... trimmed at the roti and the graє: "hello, sweetheart, my goodness", no respect for us. The instrument appeared organ (labial), and virtuosis - V.I. Dahl ". Pirogov will be ten years younger than Dal, but by that hour he has already graduated from Moscow University and we will learn more about Moyer. Call me the stingy for praise, Mikola Ivanovich highly appreciated the medical talent of one and the most glorified surgeon, and if he stole a medical dissertation, he became an official competitor. The distance passed as the hour became true to the hopes of Pirogov and became a good Fakhiv citizen from plastic and intramural surgery, ale of love to literary and Russian language, appeared in a new strong.
І. Quiet. N. I. Pirogov looking at the ailing D.I. Mendeleva	From the very dynasty Dmitry Ivanovich Mendelev health was weak, і, if the new one became a throat to have shelter, they respected, as soon as the rest of the feet of dryness was felt. Universities friends zoomed to rule for Dmitry Ivanovich an audition with the court physician Zdekauer, and the one who heard him, delighted him with his term in Crimea, and at the same time, go to Pirogov there, so, about all sorts of things. Crimu had a fault in an hour. Pirogov having performed early wound until late evening. When Mendel came to the hospital, ale, bachachi, and a great physician, he immediately came out, vvazhayuchi, but at the same time Pirogov would be more likely to hurt. A dozen hour later, Dmitro Ivanovich took the courage to go to Pirogov. Yake, bulo yogo zdivuvannya, if that, respectfully looking around, saying: “Here's to you, my friend, a sheet of your Zdekauer. Save that if something is wrong and turn. First pass me the deviation. You will survive both of us. " The forecast is accurate: Mendelev survived Pirogov and Zdekauer.
S. Prisukin. Pirogov i Garibaldi	In 1862, Giuseppe Garibald was shot in the leg. Tse bulo naivazche z ten wounded, otrimanih national heroesІталії for all life. If you want to get magalized to help you get rid of Likars Evropi, you are not getting better. And so they asked Pirogov to ask, and they took him for a trip of a thousand rubles. Pirogov saw a penny, he arrived himself. The bosses will be happy, forgiven and forgive, even soon Garibald's camp began to polipshuvatisya. Oduzhavshis, I saw the Russian doctor with such a sheet: “My dear doctor Pirogov! My mayge wound healed. I see the need to podyakuvaty you for the heart of the turbo, which you gave me generously. Accept, dear Doctor, my memory at the end of the day. Yours D. Garibaldi ". Bagato rocky in a pricey holiday in Pirogov's booth photo by Giuseppe Garibald with his darling writing.
І. Y. Rupin. Portrait of A. F. Koni	Our vidomiy the historian Solovyov says that people love to erect monuments to their prominent people, even if people, with their own creativity, erect a monument to their own people. Putting such a monument and Pirogov, glorifying rosіyske іm'ya far beyond the boundaries of their fatherland. In days of summaries and heavy thoughts about the share of Batkivshchyna, Turgen did not want to live, but they can, truthful Russian mova was not given to a great people. Aren't they the same, you can tell about the abducting representatives of the people? And if in the midst of the fog of summaries and the authorities of our widespread reality, you will guess that our people mav Peter and Lomonosov, Pushkin and Tolstoy ... goiter's crochet mother svitle maybutnє ...
	Zalisheniy Pirogov "The young man of the old likar" yes, the opportunity to look into your soul is not like a huge boy and the famous vcheny: win yes you can feel the voice of the heart of the people, that person, the yak of Pirogov, wants to wiggle in a skin boy. In all my heart, we are not united with great and screaming vire in the Divine Promise and deception before the commandments of Christ. Life to insist, that Christ has many servants, but a little more effective epistles. One of the last boulevards Pirogov. A. F. Koni "Pirogov and the School of Life"
Look in the archives of your memory at the head of rock, we are hostile, persh for everything, the impertinence and integrity of our "I". We clearly see that it’s not the same, that it’s not the same, that it’s in the childishness, and at the same time it’s not clear that our “I” has been deprived of us anyway, at that very moment, as we thought it was a memory , until today, and I know melodiously, how can I get lost until the end of the day, as if I can't just die in nonsense, but in the booth of the gods. Wonderfully, wonderfully marvelous at the sight of the identity of our "I" in children, ice similar to one in the other portraits, with children proprietorships Perekonannymi and glances at ourselves, at life, at everything navkolishnє ... Samovidchuttya buttya, and as it is inevitably inevitably in us, we will go to the grave; a bunny, or a kind of clever sign, does not change the price by one iota. N. I. Pirogov

to the magazine "Lyudina without cordons"

The offensive rospection is not a result of a dose-response. Everything that I have described has been seen in Kiev rocky about thirty years ago and is still sacred, to the found details, to be found in the transfers of that family, about some kind of story. I, from my side, are deprived of the changes of the name of the deyakovyh special features of the society scandalous history Yes, pushing us into a letter form.

Grisha, and Grisha! Divi, piggy ... Laugh ... So-ak. And in the rota at the new one! .. Wonder, wonder ... the grass in the mouth, oh god, the grass! .. The axis is a piece!

The first two cottonmen, standing in front of a majestic, in a central skylight, in a grocery store, felt uncomfortable regotati, shtovhayuy one one in a bunch of people, albeit mimic, dancing in the cold cold. The stench of even more than five chilines was washed in front of the great miraculous vistavka, which zbudzhuvav in the same world and minds and shlunks. Here, illuminated by the light of lamps, how to hang, hanging, there are a few red apples and oranges; there were the correct tangerines, lower golden crystals of ogorta and cigar papir; forgave themselves on the strains, indulgently opening roti and vitreous eyes, magnificent smoked and pickled ribs; lower, іtochenі garlands kovbas, flaunted juices і rozrіzanі ovostu with a ball of erysipelas ... The strength is strong jars and boxes with salted, jam and smoked snacks completed the tsyu defective picture Wondering about the yak, the lads offended by the chilin forgot about the twelve-degree frost and about the important addition to the mother laid on them, - the handed ones, which ended so unsuccessfully and so deplorably.

The senior lad first saw the sight of the charming species. Vin clasped his brother by the sleeve and said to Suvoro:

Well, Volodya, ydemo, ydemo ... Nothing here ...

One hour they strangled the importance of zitkhannya (the eldest of them had only ten rockets, and before that they were offended from the wound of nothing, except empty cabbage) and thrown the wasted, hungry-thirsty glance at the gastronomic hunt for the pop-up. Innocent krіz zapitnіli vіkna whichever little booth the stench bach the yalinka, as the majestic grotto of yaskravikh huddled nearby to the beaches, and the stench chuli to see the sounds of fun polka ... slope.

In the world of that, as there were lads, all the less crowded and darker were on the streets. Wonderful shops, small skewers, rice, rushed along with their blue and red nets, the heather of the snakes, the svyatkovo chows, the cheerful hum of shouts and roses, rumored by the frosty smiles of all the awful ladies. They stretched out empty spaces, crooked, vuzky provocations, frowning, unlightened uzgir ... Nareshty stench reached the stolen old booth, standing apart; the bottom of the yogo is vasne pidval - buv kam'yaniy, and the top is wood. Obshivshis tight, frosty and a brute yard, as they served as a natural pit for all the sackcloths, the stench went down, by the sidewalks, passed through the dark corridor, saw their doors and through.

Mertsalov lived in the same pidzemellas even more. The boy was offended long ago, he was upset and smacked up to the coughs of smoke, they were summed up from all the stinks, and up to the wet bits, dried on a stretched out through the room, and up to the whole stingy smell of the extinguished child, the childish childish scent. Along with the stench, the stench was on the streets, the stench was being heard everywhere, like the stench was seen everywhere, these little children’s hearts clutched at the hospitable, ungodly countrymen. In the codend, on a wide brunt, lay a girl of seven rockies; її denouncing the throat, the dichanya boomed shortly and importantly, wide open, the bright eyes marveled sawnly and aimlessly. The handrail is from the post, in the wheel, pushed up to the stele, shouting, grimacing, scratching and cluttering, dumb. Visoka, a thin woman, hungry, exhausted, as if we were tormented by grief in accusations, stood on the knees of a sick girl, adjusting her pillow and at the same hour didn’t get tired of hitting a kolisk. If the lads entered and followed them, they quickly escaped into the doorway of the billowing frosty doze, the woman turned back her face.

Well? Well? - energized the won uriv often and impatiently.

The lads were moving. Tilka Grisha noisily withers his nose with the sleeve of his coat, remade from an old wadded robe.

Have you brought a list? .. Grisha, am I feeding you, giving you a sheet?

Well, і well? What did youmu say?

So that's it, yak ti grabbed. The axis, I think, is from the Mertsalov leaf, from your kolishny keruyuchy. And he wondered about us: "Get in, see, zvidsy ... Svolota vi ..."

So who are you? Who are you talking about? .. Speak plainly, Grisha!

The doorman razmovlyav ... Who is it? I tell you: "Take a leaf, uncle, pass it on, and I'll check it out at the bottom." And it’s like: "Yak, like, I’m swarming ... Є maybe Pan has an hour to read your pages ..."

Well, and ti?

I’m everything, yak ti, saying: "Є, move, nothing ... Mash a sickness ... die ..." ... Well, and at the end of the hour, I’ll call you, I’ll call you, and I’m like: "Get in, shvidshe stars, three chorti! Your spirit doesn’t bother here! .."

And I’m not guilty, ”Volodya said, quilting respectfully for his brother’s approval, and smelling the talk.

Senior lad raptom pochav clothed himself in the glib chickens of his dressing gown. Having turned on the nareshty to sound the wrinkled envelope, win over to the style and saying:

Axle out, leaf ...

More mother did not feed. For a long hour in a suffocating, musty room, a little bit of naughty screams are unimportant that short, often crazy Mashutka, is more like an uninterrupted one-man-old stack. Raptom mother said, looking back:

There is borsch є, I’m obediently overpowered ... Only cold, - no rosіgrіty ...

At one o'clock in the corridor there was a feeling of uncomfortable crocs and the rustle of the hands, coming in the dark doors. Mother and insult lads - all three to see the evil from the stressed ochikuvannya - turned in the direction.

Uvishov Mertsalov. Win bouv in a lithium coat, lithuanian hooded capes and without galoshes. His hands swelled and turned blue in the frost, his eyes fell through, his cheeks were clouded about as clear as a shimmer. Vіn didn’t say a good word to the squad, won’t ask you a good meal. The stench zrozumіli one on that rozpachu, yak read one in one in the eyes.

In a whole zhakhlivy, fatal rik, they didn’t feel happy for the unhappiness, and they pitched mercilessly at Mertsalov and his family. Some of the winners were sick with typhoid fever, and all of them went to this disease. Then, if it’s awake, I’m aware of it, it’s humble in the middle of a twenty five karbovanets per month, busy with the same people ... re-pledging of speeches, sales of a kind of stately ganchir'ya. And then the ailing children have gone. Three months to that one little girl died, now she is lying in the cake without any evidence. Єlizaveta Ivanivnі brought me at once to look after the sickness of the little girl, she took the little one with her breasts and went and went to the very end of the place in the house, de von day by day she was praying to the little one.

The whole of the current day will be busy with the team, for the help of the non-human zusil vichaviti, there is a need for a few copies on the likes of Mashutka. At the same time, Mertsalov obbigav the ice is not pivmist, begging and belittling in all directions; Lizaveta Ivanivna went to her lady, children were sent with a leaf before that Pan, a booth like a keruv before Mertsalov ... Ale everyone was talked about with holy barks, for the marriage of pennies ... drove the rogues from the gank.

Khvilin ten nіkhto not every word. Raptom Mertsalov swiftly came up from the screens, on which he didn’t sit, and in a ludicrous rud, he shoved his droplets onto his forehead.

Kudi ti? - alarmingly energized Elizaveta Ivanivna.

Mertsalov, taking hold of the door handle, turned around.

All the same, you won't help the children, - hoarsely. - Come on ... I would like to ask for mercy.

Vyyshovshi on the street, vіn pishov aimlessly forward. It’s not whimsical about anything, nor is it good. Vin has long already survived those hectic hours of wanness, if you know a gaman from a pittance on the streets, or you can correct the raptus decline from an unattended Troy uncle. Now, it was not easy for me to bazhannya bigti kudi horrible, bigti without looking back, but not bachiti movchaznaya see the hungry family.

Begging for mercy? Win has already tried it two times this year. Ale, for the first time, I was a pan at the musician's coat, having read the yomu in їхніх, which is a demand for pratsyuvati, and not begging, and in the other - he was reviewed by the police.

It’s uncommon for himself Mertsalov leaning in the center of the place, surrounded by a dense community garden. So if you had to go uphill all the hour, then he puffed up and saw the same. Mechanically, he turned at the hvirtku and passed the Lipova Alley, which had been brought in by the snow, and descended to the low garden bench.

It was quiet and clean here. The trees, awakened in their bili rizy, were dormant in size. One of the top girders is a little bit of a snig, and a bit thick, like a sharud, falling and chilling for one of the gilts. Glyboka quiet and great calm, they chatted the garden, with rapt they awakened in Mertsalov's lucid soul an intolerable sprag of such calm, the same silence.

"The axis lie down and fall asleep," thinking Vin, "and forget about the squad, about hungry children, about Mashutka's ailment." Sliding his hand into the waistcoat, Mertsalov namatsov to finish the motorcycle, which served as a yomu belt. The idea of ​​suicide was absolutely clear in your head. Alee didn’t get angry at the thought, nor didn’t shake her head in the face of the hassle of the stranger.

"Chim ginuti generally, so chim not more beautifully turn more short way? "If you already wanted to get up, your viconati is more terrifying, but at the end of the hour you will feel the creak of the crocs in the end of the day. The cigars went out. Little by little Mertsalov turned into an old, small stature, in a warm cap, a farm coat and tall galoshes.

Will you let me sit here?

Mertsalov quickly emerged from the door and pushed himself to the edge of the bench. Khilin five passed in the bulk of the movement, in the continuation of which the unknown person smoked a cigar and (Mertsalov tse saw) beveled behind his suspension.

Nichka is a nice yak, - speaking in rapt, the don’t know. - Frosty ... quiet. For belonging - Russian winter!

And I know the axle for the ditlakhs, having bought gifts, - having sold the donuts (in the hands of a new bulo kilka zgortkiv). - So the axle on the road could not stand it, having broken a colo, then go through the garden: it’s still good here.

Mertsalov vzagalі buv lagіdnim and rubbish'm an affectionate people, ale when last words Do not know yogo having buried rapt a tide of spiritual anger. Vіn with a sharp collapse turned in the direction of the old one and shouted, waving his hands without a blind eye and gasping:

Gifts! .. gifts! .. We know the gifts of gifts! .. And I ... and at me, shanovniy sir, in the chilin of my ditlakhi die of hunger at home ... donuts! .. And the squad's milk was gone, and the baby's breast hadn't been given a single day ... Presents! ..

Flickering ochіkuvav, shho sislya cich heartless, embittered cries of the old, come and go, ale vin pardon. The old man smoothed his senses to a new level, seriously denouncing him with gray tanks and saying in a friendly, ale-grave tone:

Check it out ... don't be boastful! Show me everything in order and be shorter. Maybe bootie, at once I will come up with something for you.

It was so unknowable for an unseen individual who did not know it was so quiet and inspiring, that the Mertsalov could not be guilty without the best prikhovannya, but they were terribly sick and asleep, passing on their history. Vin told me about his ailment, about the waste of the day, about the death of the child, about all his misery, right up to the last day. Unbeknownst to hear, not interrupting him with a word, but only add to it and look more deeply into his eyes, in order to penetrate into the very depths of the heart of the painful, drunken soul. Rapt wіn shvidky, calling with a youthful roach, jumping out of his mіstsya and grabbing Mertsalov by the hand. Flickering mimovolі may have risen.

Let's go! - Saying don’t know, clamoring for Mertsalov’s hand. - Oh, shvidshe! .. Happily yours, as you have done with the likar. I, zychayno, I can’t vouch for it, ale ... well!

Khvilin ten Mertsalov and the doctor already entered the doorway. Yulizaveta Ivanivna was lying on the cage with her ailing daughter, her guilt by the brute, the pillows were oiled. The guys were eating borscht, sitting on quiet places. The stench was crying, the stench was crying, smudging with brute fists and clearly pouring into the smoked cauldrons. Uvіyshovshi to the room, the doctor threw off his coat and, having lost in the old-fashioned, to finish the worn-out frock coat, went to lizaveti Ivanivnya. Vona didn’t give a head, if she didn’t.

Well, years, years, blue, - the doctor spoke up, caressingly stroking the woman's back. - Get up! Show me your ailment.

And just like that, as recently in the garden, it was affectionate and overconfused, it sounded in his voice, it sounded for Yulizaveta Ivanovnu Mittyu to go out of the way, and without a trace of vikonati everything, as the doctor said. Through two khvilini Grishka already poured a ichule with firewood, for which the miraculous doctor sent to the susides, Volodya blew out the samovar, lizaveta Ivanovna obgortayu Mashutka with a compressed gas ... For three rubles, from the doctor, he got to buy for an hour tea, tsukra, buns and, by the way, in the nearest tavern of a hot house. The doctor sat at the table and wrote a papyrtz on the valve, as if he was a virgin from a notebook. Having finished the busyness and having pictured a kind of free slack at the bottom, replace the signature, then stood up, grasping what was written with a tea saucer and saying:

Axle with cim papyrtsem you go to the pharmacy ... let's go in two years to the end of the day. Tse vykliche at the little boy see ... Sell the winter compress ... Besides, if your daughter wants to grow brighter, in every single time, ask Dr. Afrosimov tomorrow. I listen to lykar i good lyudina... I’m going to do it all at once. Then goodbye, gentlemen! God forbid, that the onset of the trocha was happier before you, below, and the smut - do not be discouraged.

Hugging Mertsalov's hands and lizaveti Ivanivny's hands, she still didn’t talk about the podivay, and having splashed as she shook Volodya’s company, the doctor shwidly thrust his legs into the large galoshes and put on his coat. Mertsalov scammed only todi, if the doctor was already in the corridor, and rushed after him.

So, as in temryavi it ​​is impossible to boom no rosibrati, then Mertsalov shouted navmannya:

Doctor! Doctor, post! .. Tell me your name, doctor! Let my children pray for you!

I guided him in his hands, schob the evil of the invisible doctor. Ale at the end of the hour in the small corridor, a quiet old voice vimoviv:

E! The axis of the others was still visible! .. Turn around the house shvidshe!

If he turned around, having gleaned a surprise: under the tea saucer, along with the miraculous doctor's recipe, lay a sprinkle of great credit cards ...

At the same evening, Mertsalov knows and is the name of his unfathomable benefactor. On the drugstore label, fastened to the bulb with likami, clearly written by the hand of the pharmacist: "For the recipe of Professor Pirogov."

I feel the difference, and more than once, from the mouth of Grigoriy Omelyanovich Mertsalov himself - the very same Grishka who, in my descriptions of the holy evening, spilled into the smoky chavunets with empty borscht. Now I have a loan to complete a great, promising post in one of the banks, merging with great honesty and sentiment on the consumer's needs. For the first time, finish your statement about the wonderful doctor, in a voice, three times like those who have been crying:

Z tsikh pir is like a dean angel descending into our family. Everything is changing. On the cob, Mashutka got to her feet, and with her brother went into the gymnasium for the official rakhunok. It was simply a miracle that the cholovik saints were bewildered. And our wonderful doctor was only once backed up for a while - so if they were transporting the dead in the bloody hand of Cherry. That and then they did not bach, something great, tighter and holy, but the throat and throat of the miraculous doctor during his life, died out irrevocably.

Tvir Kuprina "Charming Doctor", based on real podіyah, looks like a good kazka. In the message "Wonderful Doctor", the heroes indulged in a folding life situation: the father of the Mertsal family, having lost to the robot, the children fell ill, the young girl died. Around to boil is a beautiful sieve of life, but I will need it. First, the holy Rizdva see the reach of the border, Mertsalov is thinking about suicide, unable to vitrimuvati viprobuvannya, as they vip to the lot of this family. Same Todi head hero zustrіchaє "guardian angel".

Characteristics of the heroes "Wonderful Doctor"

The main heroes

Omelyan Mertsalov	The head of the family, who praised his house for some gentleman for 25 rubles per month. Having trapped the robot through the sickness, the temptations, it doesn’t go by the place in the jokes, help, ask for mercy. At the moment of notification, one should be on the border of suicide, inclusions, do not bash the senses at the other person. Hoody, with scorched cheeks and scorched eyes, like a shimmer. I don’t see my loved ones, I’m ready to wander around the place in a summer coat with my hands blue out of the cold, and I don’t wonder.
Elizaveta Ivanivna Mertsalova	Druzhina Mertsalova, a woman with a nemovlyam, yak looking for a little bit of ailment. Go to the іnshy kinets of the place, please spend money for a few kopecks. The death of the child is unimportant, and again the wretchedness, I continue to shukati out of the situation: write the leaves, knock on the doors, ask for help. Crying gradually, being on the borderline. The creature of Kuprin is named after Elizaveta Ivanivna, in view of the father of the family (yogo - simply Mertsalov). She is strong, a voluntary woman, who does not consume hope.
Volodya i Grishka	Friends, the elder is close to 10 years. In front of the Rizdva they are blooming around the place, spreading the sheets of their mother. Children drop in at the windows of the shops, because of the crowded places behind the road, beautiful life. The stench sounded to the need, to the hunger. When the "charming doctor" appeared, children with a miraculous rank entered the state school into the state school. For example, the author is aware of the history of Grigoriy Omelyanovich Mertsalov (he is the only one who is seen as the father of the boy), which was written by Grishka himself. Grigoriy defeated his career and got a good post in the bank.
Mashutka	Little donka Mertsalova, ailment: to be in the spec, without evidence. To improve the doctor's turbot, the doctor's drink, which is unnecessary for him at once with a prescription on the leaks.
Professor Pirogov, doctor	The yogo image of the creature is the image of a good angel. Zustrichak Mertsalova in the place, de kupuє gifts for famous children. Winner, who has been listening to the history of the teeth of the family and with the help of help. Announced by Kuprin - smart, serious Litnya Lyudin low growth. The "wonderful" doctor has an affectionate voice. Win not burying the gallant atmosphere and great smells to the door, de living the family. Yogo come zmіnyuє everything: it becomes warm, calm, sluggish, there is hope. It is necessary to note that the doctor of abuse in vilification is an old-fashioned frock coat, which looks like in a new common people.

other row characters

The main heroes of the "Wonderful Doctor" are simple people, due to the circumstances, they spent a lot of time in the camp. The name of the characters plays the role of characteristics in the creature. A description of the life of the Mertsalov family on the cob and in the end of the report - sharp contrast, but the result of a charming translation. Materials of statistics can be used for folding chitatsky schooler for the writing of creative robots behind the creative work of Kuprin.

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