Selected early short stories 1882-1885
201 Stories by Anton Chekhov
About Anton Chekhov: One of Russia's greatest writers, Chekhov began his career writing jokes and anecdotes for popular magazines to support himself while he studied to become a doctor. Between 1888 and his death he single-handedly revolutionized both the drama and the short story. Near the end of his life he married an actress, Olga Knipper. He died from tuberculosis in 1904, age 44.
About this project: Constance Garnett translated and published 13 volumes of Chekhov stories in the years 1916-1922. Unfortunately, the order of the stories is almost random, and in the last volume Mrs. Garnett stated: 'I regret that it is impossible to obtain the necessary information for a chronological list of all Tchehov's works.' This site presents all 201 stories in the order of their publication in Russia.
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'Reading Chekhov was just like the angels singing to me.' -- Eudora Welty, 1977
1882-1885
001 -
A Living Chattel
003 - At the Barber's
004 - An Enigmatic Nature
005 - A Classical Student
007 - The Trousseau
008 - A Daughter of Albion
009 - An Inquiry
011 - A Tragic Actor
012 - The Bird Market
013 - A Slander
014 - The Swedish Match
015 - Choristers
016 - The Album
017 - Minds in Ferment
019 - In the Graveyard
020 - Oysters
021 - The Marshal's Widow
022 - Small Fry
023 - In an Hotel
024 - Boots
025 - Nerves
026 - A Country Cottage
027 - Malingerers
028 - The Fish
029 - Gone Astray
032 - The Head of the Family
033 - A Dead Body
034 - The Cook's Wedding
035 - In a Strange Land
036 - Overdoing It
037 - Old Age
039 - Oh! the Public!
040 - Mari d'Elle
041 - The Looking-Glass
A Living Chattel
by Anton Chekhov
GROHOLSKY embraced Liza, kept kissing one after another all her little fingers with their bitten pink nails, and laid her on the couch covered with cheap velvet. Liza crossed one foot over the other, clasped her hands behind her head, and lay down.
Groholsky sat down in a chair beside her and bent over. He was entirely absorbed in contemplation of her.
How pretty she seemed to him, lighted up by the rays of the setting sun!
