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Letter to Maria Alexandrovna Ulyanova, December 26, 1900
Source: Lenin Collected Works, Progress Publishers, 1977, Moscow, Volume 37, pages 310-311
Maria Alexandrovna Ulyanova,
Sharonovâs House,
Bakhmetyevskaya Street,
Moscow,
Russia
December 26, 1900
Mother dearest,
You will probably receive this letter shortly before the holidays. All best wishes and may you have a good time; perhaps Mitya will come and you will all get togetherâat least everyone who is in Russia. Anya and I also thought of getting together, but we could not manage it. Here it is already Weihnachten[1] â Christbäume[2] everywhere and the streets have been unusually lively over the last few days. I went to Vienna a few days ago and enjoyed the journey after several weeks of immobility.[3] But a winter without snow is unpleasant. Actually there is no winter at all, it is like a rotten autumn; everything wet and dripping. It is a good thing it is not cold and I can manage quite well without a winter overcoat, but somehow itâs not very nice without snow. I am fed up with the slush and recall with pleasure the real Russian winter, the sleigh rides and the clean frosty air. I am spending my first winter abroad, the first winter that is nothing at all like a winter, and I cannot say that I have been very pleased, although at times there are fine days like those we have at home in late autumn, when the weather is good.
There has been no change in my way of life; it is rather lonely and, unfortunately, rather purposeless. I keep hoping to arrange my studies more systematically but I donât seem to manage it. In spring things will certainly go better and I shall get âon to the railsâ. Since my Shushenskoye immobility I have done a lot of wandering through Russia and abroad and am now longing for some peaceful writing again; it is only the unaccustomed foreign atmosphere that prevents me really getting down to it.
Are you keeping well, Mother dearest? Are you not lonely without Anyuta? How is Manyaâs case coming along? By the way, I forgot to tell her that I have received Pushkin and am very grateful, and that I also got her letter of December 6. I have hot answered because of my journey, and since then I have been very busy.
I embrace you fondly, my dear, and send best regards to all.
Yours,
V. U.