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Belkin's cycle of stories written by Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin contains several interesting and educational stories. One such work is The Stationmaster. Pushkin, summary whose work allows you to see the talent of the great writer, this story dedicated to the difficult fate of all stationmasters and also highlighted the relationship between parents and children.

The story begins with the author's story about the unfortunate fate of all Russian stationmasters, on whom any passer-by takes out his irritation, demands the impossible and is constantly rude, and these unfortunate people must endure everything and indulge the guests. Further there is a story about a specific person, whose name is Samson Vyrin. Summary “The Stationmaster” takes the reader to early XIX century, where the main events unfolded.

The narrator was somehow caught on the road by bad weather, and he decided to stop at the nearest station. He asked the owner for permission to change clothes, drink tea and sit out the rain. The caretaker turned out to be a good-natured person, he lived with his beautiful daughter, who at that time was about 14 years old, her name was Dunya. The girl was busy with the housework, setting the table. The guest, together with the host and Dunya, dined, a casual conversation was carried on at the table, after which the horses were brought in and the narrator, having said goodbye to new friends, left.

The summary of the "Station Master" takes the reader several years ahead, when the narrator again passes through the same province and decides to call on old acquaintances. He finds only the caretaker, who has turned from a good-natured person into a gloomy and haggard old man, his hut has become dilapidated and unkempt. To all questions about Dun, the man only remained silent, but over a glass of punch he was able to talk.

Summary “The Stationmaster” tells that a young hussar arrived at the station three years ago. At first he was angry and immediately demanded horses, but when he saw the beautiful Dunya, he calmed down and stayed for dinner. Then he unexpectedly fell into bed, and the doctor called in prescribed him absolute rest. The caretaker's daughter took care of him. Having recovered, the hussar was going home and, leaving, offered Dunya to take her to the church. Summary “The Stationmaster” will not show all the feelings of a father who realized that his daughter was kidnapped.

Samson went to Petersburg in search of Dunya. He found a hussar, but he said that he loved the girl, she would be fine with him. In order for the father to get rid of them, he even offered money, but the caretaker threw them away. After a while, Samson tracked down where his daughter lives. At the meeting, Dunya fainted, and the hussar simply put him out the door. After that, the father no longer made attempts to return his daughter.

Summary “The Stationmaster” takes the reader a few more years into the future, when the narrator again passes by the familiar station. The old caretaker is no longer there, the boy who settled in his house said that Samson died a year ago. A beautiful lady with three children came to his grave, cried a lot and distributed generous alms to everyone, and ordered a prayer service in the church. The narrator realized that it was Dunya, who felt great guilt towards her father for leaving him and not visiting him when he was still alive.

Pushkin in the story "The Stationmaster" raised the topic " little man", so that the reader can understand the fate ordinary people to delve into them inner world to know the soul of these unfortunates. Even such seemingly insignificant personalities are worthy of compassion and understanding.

The story begins with digression narrator that the stationmaster is "a real martyr of the fourteenth grade"(lowest rank). He has no rest day or night, travelers take out on him the annoyance accumulated during the ride that “The weather is unbearable, the road is bad, the coachman is stubborn, the horses are not driven”. “Only the stationmaster is to blame for everything!”- this is the conclusion of those who travel on Russian roads and waits at the post station for horses.

The narrator himself is sure that the caretakers are actually very peaceful people, "modest in claiming honors", they are naturally helpful and not too fond of money. Once he met such a caretaker, whose name was Samson Vyrin. He was about fifty years old, he was still cheerful and fresh, he lived with his fourteen-year-old daughter Dunya of amazing beauty, and his wife had long died.

The narrator got caught in the pouring rain, and the caretaker sent his daughter to fetch a samovar. While waiting for tea, the young man began to look at the pictures decorating "a humble but tidy abode". The pictures depicted the parable of the prodigal son. When Dunya returned with the samovar, she could not help but notice the impression she made on the guest. The little coquette lowered her blue eyes, but she spoke without any timidity and, in parting, even allowed herself to be kissed.

Soon the narrator again found himself in those places and drove to the station to see Dunya. Entering the room, the hero recognized the old pictures, but did not recognize the owner himself: Samson Vyrin had aged terribly. Gray hair, deep wrinkles, an unshaven face, a hunched back - four incomplete years of a vigorous man turned into a frail old man. At first he did not answer questions about Dun, but over a glass of punch he began to talk.

He said that three years ago a traveler in a military overcoat entered him and demanded horses, however, when he saw Dunya, he not only did not get angry because of the lack of such, but even agreed to wait and ordered dinner. Taking off his hat, he turned out to be a young hussar. When free horses appeared, the caretaker ordered them to be harnessed to the passerby's wagon, but he became ill: his head ached, he lay almost unconscious.

The next day he felt worse, and Dunya spent all the time with the patient. The doctor who arrived spoke to him in German and announced that in two days he could go on the road. A day later, the hussar recovered, paid well for his stay, and, going home to St. Petersburg, offered Duna a ride with him to the church. Vyrin, not suspecting anything, did not forbid, but encouraged the timid daughter, and she sat in the wagon next to the hussar.

The girl did not return, and the caretaker went to the church, but the deacon said that Dunya was not there. The coachman, who returned in the evening, said that Dunya had left with a hussar. For the old man, this was a blow, and he fell ill. Having barely recovered from his illness, Vyrin took a two-month vacation from the postmaster and went on foot to St. Petersburg in search of the prodigal daughter.

Staying with a former colleague, Vyrin learned that the hussar was Captain Minsky, and lived in the Demutov tavern. In the morning he was already standing in the hall: Minsky came out to him in a dressing gown, but then he recognized him and led him into the office. Vyrin asked with tears to return Dunya to him, and the captain admitted that he was to blame, but assured that the girl would be happy with him. He slipped something into the old man's sleeve and pushed him out into the street. Vyrin realized that it was money, crumpled it up and threw it away.

Toward evening, the caretaker saw Minsky entering a house, he followed him into a lighted room, where he saw Dunya, dressed in all the most fashionable. She sat on the arm of the chair and fiddled with Minsky's hair, looking at him lovingly. She raised her head, saw her father and fainted. Then the enraged captain drove away the unfortunate father, and he was forced to return home to his former position.

This story touched the heart of the narrator: after that he could not forget the old caretaker and his Dunya for a long time. When, after many years, he again found himself in those places, the station was destroyed, and the family of the brewer lived in the house of the caretaker, who died a year ago. The hero wanted to look at the grave of the unfortunate drunken old man, and the brewer's son volunteered to take him to the cemetery.

The boy said that in the summer a lady with three children came to the grave, "six horse carriage", gave him a nickel in silver, then lay on the grave for a long time former caretaker and then ordered a service from the priest. So happily happened the fate of Dunya, whom her father considered already lost and wished her a grave so that she would not suffer.

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Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin

There are no people more unfortunate than stationmasters, for travelers certainly blame the stationmasters for all their troubles and seek to take out their anger on them about bad roads, unbearable weather, bad horses, and the like. Meanwhile, the caretakers are for the most part meek and unrequited people, “real martyrs of the fourteenth grade, protected by their rank only from beatings, and even then not always.” The caretaker's life is full of worries and troubles, he does not see gratitude from anyone, on the contrary, he hears threats and screams and feels the pushes of angry guests. Meanwhile, "one can learn a lot of curious and instructive things from their conversations."

In 1816, the narrator happened to pass through the *** province, and on the way he was caught in the rain. At the station he hurried to change and drink tea. The samovar was put on and the table was set by the caretaker's daughter, a girl of fourteen years old named Dunya, who struck the narrator with her beauty. While Dunya was busy, the traveler examined the decoration of the hut. On the wall he noticed pictures depicting history prodigal son, on the windows - geraniums, in the room there was a bed behind a colorful curtain. The traveler invited Samson Vyrin - that was the name of the caretaker - and his daughters to share a meal with him, and a relaxed atmosphere arose, conducive to sympathy. The horses had already been brought in, but the traveler still did not want to part with his new acquaintances.

Several years passed, and again he had a chance to go along this road. He looked forward to meeting old friends. "Entering the room", he recognized the former situation, but "everything around showed dilapidation and neglect." Dunya was not in the house either. The aged caretaker was gloomy and taciturn, only a glass of punch stirred him, and the traveler heard sad story the disappearance of Dunya. It happened three years ago. A young officer arrived at the station, who was in a hurry and was angry that the horses were not being served for a long time, but when he saw Dunya, he softened and even stayed for supper. When the horses arrived, the officer suddenly felt very unwell. The doctor who arrived found a fever in him and prescribed complete rest. On the third day, the officer was already healthy and was about to leave. The day was Sunday, and he offered Dunya to take her to the church. The father allowed his daughter to go, not assuming anything bad, but nevertheless he was seized with anxiety, and he ran to the church. Mass was already over, the prayers dispersed, and from the words of the deacon, the caretaker learned that Dunya was not in the church. The coachman who returned in the evening, carrying the officer, said that Dunya had gone with him to the next station. The caretaker realized that the officer's illness was feigned, and he himself fell ill with a high fever. Having recovered, Samson begged for leave and went on foot to Petersburg, where, as he knew from the road, Captain Minsky was going. In St. Petersburg, he found Minsky and appeared to him. Minsky did not immediately recognize him, but upon learning, he began to assure Samson that he loved Dunya, would never leave her and would make her happy. He gave the caretaker money and escorted him out into the street.

Samson really wanted to see his daughter again. The case helped him. At Liteinaya, he noticed Minsky in a smart droshky, which stopped at the entrance of a three-story building. Minsky entered the house, and the caretaker learned from a conversation with the coachman that Dunya lives here, and entered the entrance. Once in the apartment, through the open door of the room he saw Minsky and his Dunya, beautifully dressed and vaguely looking at Minsky. Noticing her father, Dunya screamed and fell unconscious on the carpet. Enraged, Minsky pushed the old man onto the stairs, and he went home. And now for the third year he knows nothing about Dunya and is afraid that her fate is the same as the fate of many young fools.

After some time, the narrator again happened to pass through these places. The station no longer existed, and Samson "died a year ago." The boy, the son of a brewer who settled in Samson's hut, accompanied the narrator to Samson's grave and said that in the summer a beautiful lady with three barchats came and lay for a long time on the caretaker's grave, and the good lady gave him a nickel in silver.

The life of a caretaker is full of worries and troubles. He does not see thanks from anyone, but hears only threats and screams and feels irritation between the guests. For the most part, they are meek and unrequited people, for all responsibility falls on them.

In 1816, a traveler was driving somehow through one province, and on the way he got caught in the rain. At the nearest station, he decided to change his clothes and, warming up, drink tea.

The hostess who put the samovar on and set the table was the caretaker's daughter. The girl was only fourteen years old, and her name was Dunya. She was cute and attractive in appearance, which struck her with her appearance. While Dunyasha busied herself and prepared for the table, the traveler looked a little at the decoration of the hut. He saw a picture of the prodigal son on the wall, smelling geraniums stood on the windows, and in the corner of the room there was a bed behind a colorful cotton curtain.

Several years have passed. The traveler again had to go the same way as before. He looked forward to this meeting with great impatience. When he entered, he recognized the room, but was surprised that all the furnishings were the same, but everything looked in a dilapidated and neglected state. Dunya was not in the house. The caretaker was noticeably older and looked gloomy and not talkative. A glass of punch cheered him up a little, and he told his story.

One day a young officer arrived at the station, in a hurry and angry that the horses were not being served for a long time. Seeing Dunya, he relented and stayed overnight. The next day, he offered Dunya to take him to the church, the father allowed his daughter to go, but anticipating anxiety, he went to church. Dunya was nowhere to be found. He went to Petersburg. Having learned where the officer lives, the caretaker came to his house. He saw his daughter, who, noticing her father, screamed and fell. The enraged officer pushed the old man out the door.

Three years have passed. Again the traveler had to pass by these places, but the station was gone. The old man died last year. The brewer's son, who settled in the old man's hut, accompanied the traveler to the grave. He said that in the summer a lady came with her three sons and for a long time was on the grave of the caretaker, and gave him a nickel in silver. Good lady.

The story tells about the stationmaster Samson Vyrin and his daughter Dunya. Dunya was very beautiful. All the guests noticed it. And one day a handsome hussar took her away with him. Her father went to look for her, but her daughter did not want to communicate with him. With grief, he drank himself and died. And Dunya a few years later came to his grave.

The story teaches that even if you want to completely change your life, you must not forget and turn away from your parents. You may regret it at some point, but it will be too late.

At the beginning of the story, the author talks about the difficult work of stationmasters in Russia. All those passing by demand a change of horses, which are often not available. They yell at the caretaker, threaten, write complaints. The author got to one of these stations. He asked for a change of horses and tea. While he waited, he examined the caretaker's dwelling, where he, having become a widow, lived with his fourteen-year-old daughter Dunya.

The house was poor, but well maintained, even with flowers on the windows. Dunya struck the author with her extraordinary beauty. She was not shy, but rather a coquette. She looked directly at the author with her huge blue eyes. She sat down to drink tea with her father and a guest and easily carried on a conversation. When the guest was leaving, he asked Dunya for a kiss, and she did not refuse. A few years later, the author again found himself in the same region, on a familiar road. All this time he remembered Dunya and wanted to see her again.

He entered the caretaker's house and was surprised at the desolation that reigned there. And the caretaker himself for three years from strong man turned into a decrepit old man. Duni was nowhere to be seen. Then the old man started talking and told his sad story. He said that Dunya had a magical effect on all visitors. With her, they stopped arguing and threatening, gave her small gifts: handkerchiefs or earrings. One day, a young hussar Minsky drove into the station and began rudely demanding horses, even brandishing a whip at the caretaker. When Dunya came out from behind the curtain, he immediately calmed down and even ordered dinner.

After dinner he became very ill. The caretaker had to give up his bed to the hussar, and Dunya looked after him as best she could. The guest, meanwhile, was getting worse. We decided to send for a doctor to the city. A German doctor came from the city, examined the patient and said that he needed rest, they say, he was very bad, but the hussar and the doctor ordered dinner and both ate it with appetite.

The hussar paid the doctor twenty-five rubles, and he went back. All this time, Dunya did not leave the patient. Three days later the hussar felt better, and he was about to go on. And Dunya was going to church that day for a service. The military offered to give the girl a lift, but she doubted. Then her father said that she could easily go with a guest. They left. After a while, the caretaker became worried. The daughter did not return, and he went to look for her in the church. When he arrived, the temple was already closed. The priest told the caretaker that he had not seen Dunya at the service today.

By nightfall, one of the coachmen from the neighboring station told the superintendent that he had seen Dunya leave with a visiting hussar. The coachman claimed that the girl was crying, but she was driving of her own accord. From such grief, Vyrin became very ill, and a doctor came to treat him, who examined the hussar. The doctor confessed to Vyrin that the hussar's illness was a hoax, and he lied because Minsky had threatened him.

The caretaker recovered and decided to find his daughter. He remembered that the hussar was on his way to Petersburg. Then Samson Vyrin took a vacation and went to the capital in search of his daughter. He managed to find out where the hussar lives. Vyrin came to him and began to ask about his daughter. He said that I’m kind of sorry that it happened, but I’ll make your daughter happy, she loves me and is already used to a different life, and you leave, and put the caretaker. Already on the street, the caretaker found an envelope with money in his pocket. In anger, he threw banknotes on the snow, trampled them under his heel and walked away. One clever fellow picked up the money and quickly disappeared in a cab.

On the evening of the same day, he managed to follow the hussar and find out where Dunya lives. He entered this house on the pretext of delivering a letter. Dunya looked splendid and was expensively dressed in latest fashion. She sat in the company of a hussar. When Dunya saw her father, she fainted. The hussar yelled at him and kicked him out of the house. A friend advised Vyrin to fight for his daughter, but he went home and started his usual work. This story was told by a sad old man. He said that since then he had not heard about his daughter and did not know where she was. With grief, the old man became addicted to alcohol and sank.

After some time, the author again found himself on the same highway and found out that the station no longer exists, and the caretaker finally drank himself and died. The author went to his grave. The boy who accompanied him to the cemetery said that a young beautiful lady with her children in a luxurious carriage came to this grave. He recalled: the lady lay on the grave for a long time and cried, and then went to the local priest.