Excerpt from Tchitchikoff's Journeys, Vol. 2: Or, Dead SoulsAndrei Ivanovitch was of a quiet disposition. He could not be led astray by the nightly orgies of his schoolmates, who committed their evil deeds in full view of the windows of the principal's quarters, nor by their mockery of holy things, which arose because the pope chanced not to be a very clever man. No, even in his dreams his mind recognized its heavenly Origin. But he hung his head: his ambition was aroused, but there was no career of active occupation open to him. It would have been better not to arouse it. He listened to tlfia enthusiastic professors at their lectures, and recalled his former instructor, who knew how to talk in intelligible terms without becoming ex cited. What courses and subjects did he not hear! Medicine and chemistry, philosophy, law, and the uni versal history of mankind, on such a vast scale that in three years the professor succeeded in reading the introduction only, and the development of the munici pal idea in some German cities or other, and God only knows what he listened to! But all this lingered in his brain in formless masses. Thanks to his native sense, he was conscious that he ought not to be taught in that manner, but the proper way he did not know. And he often recalled Alexander Petrovitch, and grew so sad that he did not know what to do with himself for grief.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.