I am dying... Live on, ye living.

And may the young life play

At the entrance of the grave,

And Nature the indifferent

With beauty beam forever!

_Note of the Editor._--Under this last line there is the profile of

a head with a large crest-curl and moustache, with eyes _en face_,

and ray-like eyelashes; and under the head some one has written the

following words:

The abov manuscript has been read

And the Contints Thereof Bin Approved

By Pyetr Zudotyéshin

M M M M

Dear Sir

Pyetr Zudotyéshin.

My Dear Sir.

But as the chirography of these lines does not in the least agree

with the chirography in which the remainder of the note-book is

written, the editor considers himself justified in concluding that

the above-mentioned lines were added afterward by another person;

the more so, as it has come to his (the editor's) knowledge that

Mr. Tchulkatúrin really did die on the night of April 1-2, 18.., in

his natal estate--Ovétchi Vódy.

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