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Updated: May 24, 2025
He was asked across the street twice today. Have you come from Russia? Demobilized?" "Yes, quite demobilized," I answered. "I must see Mr. Botkin right now, so won't you please tell him about me as soon as he returns. Don't worry about the kitchen I cannot stay here: I'd rather sit outside." He showed me through the dining room into the front hall. From there I could see the Mansion quite well.
"Yes, sir." "Now, what is it?" "I come from Tumen, Dr. Botkin. I have brought you a letter from your friends." A grimace passed over his face, and he stared at me with suspicion. "Tumen? Who are you?" "I hardly think my name would tell you anything, doctor. Here is the letter." He stopped my movement: "Please, please, not here. Let's go in. Don't be so sure of this place."
In confirmation of what I say here is a passage from a letter written by V. Botkin, a close friend of my father's and of Ivan Sergeyevitch's, to A. A. Fet, written immediately after their quarrel: I think that Tolstoy really has a passionately affectionate nature and he would like to love Turgenieff in the warmest way possible; but unfortunately his impulsive feeling encounters nothing but a kindly, good-natured indifference, and he can by no means reconcile himself to that.
I think the song is sung...." "Very well, if I happen to communicate, I'll say so." An old lady passed the room and searchingly gazed at me. Then a man, tall and thin came in, got a drink of water and left. We both kept silent. An atmosphere of distrust reigned for a while. I got up. "Wait a while," Botkin said, "I still would like to know whom I have the pleasure of speaking to?"
The murdered man fell heavily, literally in his wife's arms, and for the moment it was thought both were killed. Brennan drew a second revolver, and so stood over Wood's corpse, refusing to surrender to any one but the sheriff of Morton county. "The presiding judge at this trial was Theodosius Botkin, a figure of peculiar eminence in Kansas at that time.
My letter, I thought, would brace them up and would give them an idea that there was, amongst these beasts one, that would not be an enemy. In case of a struggle this idea would keep them from losing hope and their power of resistance. Then I added that I could be found in the hotel, and that Dr. Botkin knew me.
Arrests were made in this matter also, but the sham trials resulted much as had that of Brennan. The records of these trials may be seen in Seward county. It was murder for murder, anarchy for anarchy, evasion for evasion, in this portion of the frontier. Judge Botkin soon after this resigned his seat upon the bench and went to lecturing upon the virtues of the Keeley cure.
Professor Robin reproduced cholera in dogs, and the celebrated dog Juno died of cholera in Egypt last year. Professor Botkin, of the University of Dorpat, reproduced cholera in dogs by the subcutaneous injection of the urine of cholera patients.
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