*Viy is i colossal creation of folk imagination. This name is applied
by people in Utlle Russia to the chief of [he gnomes, whose eyelids teach to
the ground. The whole story is a popular legend. 1 did not wish to change it
in any way and tell it almost as simply is 1 heard it. (Author's note)
As soon as the booming seminary bell that hung by the gates of the
Bratsky Monastery in Kiev rang out in the morning, crowds of schoolboys and
seminarians' came hurrying from all over the city. Grammarians,
rhetoricians, philosophers, and theologians, notebooks under their arms,
trudged to class. The grammarians were still very small; as they walked they
pushed each other and quarreled among themselves in the thinnest trebles;
their clothes were almost all torn or dirty, and their pockets were
eternally fall of various sorts of trash, such as knucklebones, whistles
made from feathers, unfinished pieces of pie, and occasionally even a little
sparrow that, by chirping suddenly amidst the extraordinary silence of the
classroom, would procure for its patron a decent beating on both hands, and
sometimes the cherrywood rod. The rhetoricians walked more sedately: their
clothes were often perfectly intact, but instead their faces were almost
always adorned with some rhetorical trope: one eye completely closed, or a
big bubble instead of a lip, or some other mark; these swore by God and
talked among themselves in tenors. The philosophers dropped a whole octave