The “MediaBook” studio presents one of the finest examples of world-class Russian classical literature by the great Russian writer Dmitry Mamin-Sibiryak—“Three Ends,” considered the author’s best work according to critics. “End” is an (outdated) “district” of the city. “The Urals Chronicle” vividly and quite accurately characterizes the mining-and-factory industry in the Urals. Everything written by the author… not only closely resembles what there was in the Urals during the described time, but also sufficiently introduces what there is now.” I. G. Ostroumov
The book is read by popular theater and film actor Mikhail Roslyakov.
“Through the open window of the kitchen that looked into the yard, tobacco smoke drifted in: that was the guard Antip sitting on the windowsill with his pipe and dozing. To make someone feel embarrassed about their awkward position, Domnushka leaned out of the window and shouted at the old man: ‘So, Antip, you’ve strangled us with your filthy pipe!.. You’d better go into the guard service or into the machine-room: there all the tobacco-men!’
‘Well, well… enough, kuman’a, stop…’ Antip grumbled, puffing on his pipe. ‘Who am I talking to, old devil?’ Domnushka snapped, sticking her entire chest out of the window so hard that somewhere the sarafan or shirt tore. ‘Just wait—Peter Eliseich will get up, and I’ll complain to him right now…’ ‘Go on, kuman’a, go on… First complain about your own fat—Kholmogory cow!’ Egor quietly spat into the corner—everything seemed so awful to him, as if the very air were steeped in sin and all kinds of temptation.
Domnushka had a bad reputation around the factory: the woman was getting entangled with all the gentlemen’s stable crew. They were all the same kind of idle hands, (*mоchеганки — roughenings). The butcher of beef, Semka, angered Egor even more than Domnushka: he’d been a groom—an even more ‘worthless’ situation for some father and mother’s son. He’d taken to easy work.”
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