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Thanks to his care, at twelve years old I could read and write, and was considered a good judge of the points of a greyhound. Унинг қарамоғида ўн икки ёшимда русча хат-савод чиқардим ва илдам овчи итларнинг хусисиятлари ҳақида баҳузур муҳокама юргизадиган бўлдим.
[3] He was a good creature, but wonderfully absent and hare-brained. У хушфеъл, мулойим, аммо ўлгудай енгил табиат, бузуқ одам эди.
But, as in our house the wine only appeared at table, and then only in _liqueur_ glasses, and as on these occasions it somehow never came to the turn of the "_outchitel_" to be served at all, my Beaupré soon accustomed himself to the Russian brandy, and ended by even preferring it to all the wines of his native country as much better for the stomach.  Бизникида вино фақат овқат маҳалида ва шунда ҳам бир рюмкадангина берилган ва кўпинча муаллимларга берилмагани учун менинг Бопрем ҳадемай рус арағига ҳам мижоз бўлиб қолди, ҳатто бу арақни меьдага фойдалироқ ҳисоблаб, ўз юртининг виносидан ҳам аълороқ кўрадиган бўлди.
As for me, I was absorbed in a deeply interesting occupation.  Мен ўз ишим билан банд эдим.
  At the sight of my geographical studies he boxed my ears sharply, sprang forward to Beaupré's bed, and, awaking him without any consideration, he began to assail him with reproaches. Менинг география машғулотимни кўриб қулоғимни чўзди, сўнгра югуриб Бопренинг ёнига борди ва уни дағал уйғотиб, койий бошлади.
In his trouble and confusion Beaupré vainly strove to rise; the poor "_outchitel_" was dead drunk. Бопре гангиб, ўрнидан тўрмоқчи бўлган эди, тўра олмади, бечора француз ўлгудай маст эди.
  I lived like a stay-at-home son (_nédoross'l_),[4] amusing myself by scaring the pigeons on the roofs, and playing leapfrog with the lads of the courtyard,[5] till I was past the age of sixteen. But at this age my life underwent a great change.  Мен ҳали вояга етмаган бола бўлиб, куним каптар учириб, ҳовлидаги болалар билан сакрамачоқ ўйнаб ўтарди. Шундай қилиб ўн олти ёшга ҳам тўлдим. Энди тақдирим ўзгача бўлди.
My mother, who knew all his whims and habits by heart, generally tried to keep the unlucky book hidden, so that sometimes whole months passed without the _Court Almanack_ falling beneath his eye. Унинг феъл-атворини яхши билган онам мудом бу китобни иложи борича панороқ ерга яширишга тиришар, отам баъзан ойлаб бу Сарой календарини кўрмасди.
He was now reading it, frequently shrugging his shoulders, and muttering, half aloud--  "General! He was sergeant in my company. Knight of the Orders of Russia! Was it so long ago that we--"  Отам календарни ўқир экан, ора-сира елкасини учириб, ўзича: Генерал-поручик [эмиш]!.. У менинг ротамда сержант эди! Ҳар икки рус орденининг кавалери!. Хўш, биз қачондан бери.” деб қўяр эди.
At last my father threw the _Almanack_ away from him on the sofa, and remained deep in a brown study, which never betokened anything good. Оқибат, отам календарни диванга қараб улоқтирди-да ўйга ботди, унинг бу авзойи яхшилик нишонаси эмас эди.
The thought of a coming separation made such an impression on my mother that she dropped her spoon into her saucepan, and her eyes filled with tears.  Тез фурсатда мендан айрилиб қолишини эшитиб, онам шундай ҳанг –манг бўлдики, қўлидаги қошиқ кастрюлга тушиб кетди, кўзидан дув-дув ёш тўкилди.
The idea of service was mingled in my mind with the liberty and pleasures offered by the town of Petersburg. Хизмат деганда эркинлик ҳақидаги фикрлар, Петрбург ҳаётининг ҳузур-ҳаловати кўз олдимга келар эди.
  My father neither liked to change his plans, nor to defer the execution of them.  Отам ўз ниятини ўзгартиришни ҳам, унинг ижросини кейинга қўйишни ҳам ҳоҳламас эди.
The day of my departure was at once fixed.  Кетиш куним белгиланди.
No, he shall serve with the army, he shall smell powder, he shall become a soldier and not an idler of the Guard, he shall wear out the straps of his knapsack. Where is his commission? Give it to me."  Йўқ, аскар бўлиб хизмат қилсин, аскарлик жабдуғини кўтарсин, порох ҳидини ҳидласин, солдат бўлсин, такасалтанг эмас!. Гвардияга ёздирилган эмиш!. Қани унинг паспорти?. Менга бер.
At last he finished his letter, put it with my commission into the same cover, took off his spectacles, called me, and said--  "This letter is addressed to Andréj Karlovitch R., my old friend and comrade. Оқибат хат битди. Отам уни паспорт билан бир конвертга солди, кўзойнагини олиб, мени ёнига чақирди ва:”Мана сенга хат, буни менинг қадрдон ўртоғим ва дўстим Андрей Карлович Р. га бер.

You are to go to Orenburg to serve under him."  All my brilliant expectations and high hopes vanished.

Сен Оренбургга, шу кишининг қўл остида хизмат қилишга борасан”, -деди. Шундай қилиб, порлоқ умидларим пучга чиқди.
Military service, which a moment before I thought would be delightful, now seemed horrible to me. But there was nothing for it but resignation.  Бундан бир минут илгари шу қадар хурсандлик билан ўйлаганим хизмат, энди кўзимга катта бир фалокат бўлиб кўринди. Энди нима ҳам дейман!
  My parents gave me their blessing, and my father said to me-- "Good-bye, Petr'; serve faithfully he to whom you have sworn fidelity; obey your superiors; do not seek for favours; do not struggle after active service, but do not refuse it either, and remember the proverb, 'Take care of your coat while it is new, and of your honour while it is young. Ота-онам фотиҳа беришди. Отам хайрлашар экан: «Хайр, Пётр. Хизматини қилишга онт ичган кишингга сидқидил билан хизмат қил;бошлиқларнинг гапига қўлоқ сол; уларнинг ширин сўзларига учма; хизматда амал тама қилма;хизматдан қочма;кийимни янгилигидан, номусни ёшликдан эҳтиёт қил деган мақолни ҳамиша ёдингда тут”.
"My mother tearfully begged me not to neglect my health, and bade Savéliitch take great care of the darling. Онам кўзига ёш олиб, менга ўз сиҳатимни сақлашни, Савельичга мендан бохабар бўлишни тайинлади.