Now imprisoned in Siberia for a crime he did not commit, a new admission to the prison camp rocks Ivan’s world.
One day a fresh gang of convicts came to the prison. In the evening the old prisoners collected around the new ones and asked them what towns or villages they came from, and what they were sentenced for. Among the rest Ivan sat down near the newcomers, and listened with downcast air to what was said.
One of the new convicts, a tall, strong man of sixty, with a closely cropped gray beard, was telling the others what he had been arrested for.
“Well, friends,” he said, “I only took a horse that was tied to a cart, and I was arrested and accused of stealing. I said I had only taken it to get home quicker, and had then let it go; besides, the driver was a personal friend of mine. So I said, ‘It’s all right.’ ‘No,’ they said, ‘you stole it.’ But how or where I stole it they could not say. I once really did something wrong, and ought by rights to have come here long ago, but that time I was not found out. Now I have been sent here for nothing at all…Eh, but it’s lies I’m telling you: I’ve been to Siberia before, but I did not stay long.”
“Where are you from?” asked someone.
“From Vladmir. My family are of that town. My name is Makar, and they also call me Semyonitch.”
Ivan raised his head and said: “Tell me, Semyonitch, so you know anything of the merchants Aksyonof, of Vladmir? Are they still alive?”
“Know them? Of course I do. The Aksyonofs are rich, though their father is in Siberia: a sinner like ourselves, it seems! As for you, Gran’dad, how did you come here?”
Ivan did not like to speak of his misfortune. He only sighed and said, “For my sins I have been in prison these twenty-six years.”
“What sins?” asked Makar Semyonitch.
But Ivan only said, “Well, well–I must have deserved it!” He would have said no more, but his companions told the newcomer how Ivan came to be in Siberia: how someone had killed a merchant and had put a knife among Ivan’s things, and Ivan had been unjustly condemned.
What’s the connection between Ivan and Semyonitch? Come back Thursday to find out!
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Story adapted from “God Sees the Truth, But Waits” in Walk in the Light and Twenty-Three Tales by Leo Tolstoy