About the Author:
Leo Tolstoy (9 September 1828 – 20 November 1910), a Russian author, was one of the world's greatest novelists. Tolstoy is known for his notable works such as War and Peace (1869) and Anna Karenina (1878), considered as some of the greatest books ever written. Leo Tolstoy published the short story 'God Sees the Truth, But Waits' in 1872.
GOD SEES THE TRUTH, BUT WAITS
LEO TOLSTOY
In the town of Vladimir lived a young merchant named Ivan Dmitrich Aksionov. He had two shops and a house of his own.
Aksionov was a handsome, fair-haired, curly-headed fellow, full of fun, and very fond of singing. When quite a young man he had been given to drink, and was riotous when he had had too much; but after he married he gave up drinking, except now and then.
One summer Aksionov was going to the Nizhny Fair, and as he bade good-bye to his family, his wife said to him, "Ivan Dmitrich, do not start to-day; I have had a bad dream about you."
Aksionov laughed, and said, "You are afraid that when I get to the fair I shall go on a spree."
His wife replied: "I do not know what I am afraid of; all I know is that I had a bad dream. I dreamt you returned from the town, and when you took off your cap I saw that your hair was quite grey."
Aksionov laughed. "That's a lucky sign," said he. "See if I don't sell out all my goods, and bring you some presents from the fair."
So he said good-bye to his family, and drove away. When he had travelled half- way, he met a merchant whom he knew, and they put up at the same inn for the night. They had some tea together, and then went to bed in adjoining rooms.
It was not Aksionov's habit to sleep late, and, wishing to travel while it was still cool, he aroused his driver before dawn, and told him to put in the horses.
Then he made his way across to the landlord of the inn (who lived in a cottage at the back), paid his bill, and continued his journey.
When he had gone about twenty-five miles, he stopped for the horses to be fed. Aksionov rested awhile in the passage of the inn, then he stepped out into the porch, and, ordering a samovar to be heated, got out his guitar and began to play.
Suddenly a troika drove up with tinkling bells and an official alighted, followed by two soldiers. He came to Aksionov and began to question him, asking him who he was and whence he came. Aksionov answered him fully, and said, "Won't you have some tea with me?" But the official went on cross-questioning him and asking him. "Where did you spend last night? Were you alone, or with a fellow-merchant? Did you see the other merchant this morning? Why did you leave the inn before dawn?"
Aksionov wondered why he was asked all these questions, but he described all that had happened, and then added, "Why do you cross-question me as if I were a thief or a robber? I am travelling on business of my own, and there is no need to question me."
Then the official, calling the soldiers, said, "I am the police-officer of this district, and I question you because the merchant with whom you spent last night has been found with his throat cut. We must search your things."
They entered the house. The soldiers and the police-officer unstrapped Aksionov's luggage and searched it. Suddenly the officer drew a knife out of a bag, crying, "Whose knife is this?"
Aksionov looked, and seeing a blood-stained knife taken from his bag, he was frightened.
"How is it there is blood on this knife?"
Aksionov tried to answer, but could hardly utter a word, and only stammered: "I-- don't know--not mine." Then the police-officer said: "This morning the merchant was found in bed with his throat cut. You are the only person who could have done it. The house was locked from inside, and no one else was there. Here is this blood-
stained knife in your bag and your face and manner betray you! Tell me how you killed him, and how much money you stole?"
Aksionov swore he had not done it; that he had not seen the merchant after they had had tea together; that he had no money except eight thousand rubles of his own, and that the knife was not his. But his voice was broken, his face pale, and he trembled with fear as though he went guilty.
The police-officer ordered the soldiers to bind Aksionov and to put him in the cart. As they tied his feet together and flung him into the cart, Aksionov crossed himself and wept. His money and goods were taken from him, and he was sent to the nearest town and imprisoned there. Enquiries as to his character were made in Vladimir. The merchants and other inhabitants of that town said that in former days he used to drink and waste his time, but that he was a good man. Then the trial came on: he was charged with murdering a merchant from Ryazan, and robbing him of twenty thousand rubles.
His wife was in despair, and did not know what to believe. Her children were all quite small; one was a baby at her breast. Taking them all with her, she went to the town where her husband was in jail. At first she was not allowed to see him; but after much begging, she obtained permission from the officials, and was taken to him. When she saw her husband in prison-dress and in chains, shut up with thieves and criminals, she fell down, and did not come to her senses for a long time. Then she drew her children to her, and sat down near him. She told him of things at home, and asked about what had happened to him. He told her all, and she asked, "What can we do now?"
"We must petition the Czar not to let an innocent man perish."
His wife told him that she had sent a petition to the Czar, but it had not been accepted.
Aksionov did not reply, but only looked downcast.
Then his wife said, "It was not for nothing I dreamt your hair had turned grey. You remember? You should not have started that day." And passing her fingers through his hair, she said: "Vanya dearest, tell your wife the truth; was it not you who did it?"
"So you, too, suspect me!" said Aksionov, and, hiding his face in his hands, he began to weep. Then a soldier came to say that the wife and children must go away; and Aksionov said good-bye to his family for the last time.
When they were gone, Aksionov recalled what had been said, and when he remembered that his wife also had suspected him, he said to himself, "It seems that only God can know the truth; it is to Him alone we must appeal, and from Him alone expect mercy."
And Aksionov wrote no more petitions; gave up all hope, and only prayed to God.
Aksionov was condemned to be flogged and sent to the mines. So he was flogged with a knot, and when the wounds made by the knot were healed, he was driven to Siberia with other convicts.
For twenty-six years Aksionov lived as a convict in Siberia. His hair turned white as snow, and his beard grew long, thin, and grey. All his mirth went; he stooped; he walked slowly, spoke little, and never laughed, but he often prayed.
In prison Aksionov learnt to make boots, and earned a little money, with which he bought The Lives of the Saints. He read this book when there was light enough in the prison; and on Sundays in the prison-church he read the lessons and sang in the choir; for his voice was still good.
The prison authorities liked Aksionov for his meekness, and his fellow-prisoners respected him: they called him "Grandfather," and "The Saint." When they wanted to petition the prison authorities about anything, they always made Aksionov their spokesman, and when there were quarrels among the prisoners they came to him to put things right, and to judge the matter.
No news reached Aksionov from his home, and he did not even know if his wife and children were still alive.
One day a fresh gang of convicts came to the prison. In the evening the old prisoners collected round the new ones and asked them what towns or villages they came from, and what they were sentenced for. Among the rest Aksionov 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 grey beard, was telling the others what be had been arrested for.
"Well, friends," he said, "I only took a horse that was tied to a sledge, 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,' said they, '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 some one.
"From Vladimir. My family are of that town. My name is Makar, and they also call me Semyonich."
Aksionov raised his head and said: "Tell me, Semyonich, do you know anything of the merchants Aksionov of Vladimir? Are they still alive?"
"Know them? Of course I do. The Aksionovs are rich, though their father is in Siberia: a sinner like ourselves, it seems! As for you, Gran'dad, how did you come here?"
Aksionov 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 Semyonich.
But Aksionov only said, "Well, well--I must have deserved it!" He would have said no more, but his companions told the newcomers how Aksionov came to be in Siberia; how some one had killed a merchant, and had put the knife among Aksionov's things, and Aksionov had been unjustly condemned.
When Makar Semyonich heard this, he looked at Aksionov, slapped his own knee, and exclaimed, "Well, this is wonderful! Really wonderful! But how old you've grown, Gran'dad!"
The others asked him why he was so surprised, and where he had seen Aksionov before; but Makar Semyonich did not reply. He only said: "It's wonderful that we should meet here, lads!"
These words made Aksionov wonder whether this man knew who had killed the merchant; so he said, "Perhaps, Semyonich, you have heard of that affair, or maybe you've seen me before?"
"How could I help hearing? The world's full of rumours. But it's a long time ago, and I've forgotten what I heard."
"Perhaps you heard who killed the merchant?" asked Aksionov.
Makar Semyonich laughed, and replied: "It must have been him in whose bag the knife was found! If some one else hid the knife there, 'He's not a thief till he's caught,' as the saying is. How could any one put a knife into your bag while it was under your head? It would surely have woke you up."
When Aksionov heard these words, he felt sure this was the man who had killed the merchant. He rose and went away. All that night Aksionov lay awake. He felt terribly unhappy, and all sorts of images rose in his mind. There was the image of his wife as she was when he parted from her to go to the fair. He saw her as if she were present; her face and her eyes rose before him; he heard her speak and laugh. Then he saw his children, quite little, as they: were at that time: one with a little cloak on, another at his mother's breast. And then he remembered himself as he used to be--young and merry. He remembered how he sat playing the guitar in the porch of the inn where he was arrested, and how free from care he had been. He saw, in his mind, the place where he was flogged, the executioner, and the people standing around; the chains, the convicts, all the twenty-six years of his prison life, and his premature old age. The thought of it all made him so wretched that he was ready to kill himself.
"And it's all that villain's doing!" thought Aksionov. And his anger was so great against Makar Semyonich that he longed for vengeance, even if he himself should perish for it. He kept repeating prayers all night, but could get no peace. During the day he did not go near Makar Semyonich, nor even look at him.
A fortnight passed in this way. Aksionov could not sleep at night, and was so miserable that he did not know what to do.
One night as he was walking about the prison he noticed some earth that came rolling out from under one of the shelves on which the prisoners slept. He stopped to see what it was. Suddenly Makar Semyonich crept out from under the shelf, and looked up at Aksionov with frightened face. Aksionov tried to pass without looking at him, but Makar seized his hand and told him that he had dug a hole
under the wall, getting rid of the earth by putting it into his high-boots, and emptying it out every day on the road when the prisoners were driven to their work.
"Just you keep quiet, old man, and you shall get out too. If you blab, they'll flog the life out of me, but I will kill you first."
Aksionov trembled with anger as he looked at his enemy. He drew his hand away, saying, "I have no wish to escape, and you have no need to kill me; you killed me long ago! As to telling of you--I may do so or not, as God shall direct."
Next day, when the convicts were led out to work, the convoy soldiers noticed that one or other of the prisoners emptied some earth out of his boots. The prison was searched and the tunnel found. The Governor came and questioned all the prisoners to find out who had dug the hole. They all denied any knowledge of it. Those who knew would not betray Makar Semyonich, knowing he would be flogged almost to death. At last the Governor turned to Aksionov whom he knew to be a just man, and said:
"You are a truthful old man; tell me, before God, who dug the hole?"
Makar Semyonich stood as if he were quite unconcerned, looking at the Governor and not so much as glancing at Aksionov. Aksionov's lips and hands trembled, and for a long time he could not utter a word. He thought, "Why should I screen him who ruined my life? Let him pay for what I have suffered. But if I tell, they will probably flog the life out of him, and maybe I suspect him wrongly. And, after all, what good would it be to me?"
"Well, old man," repeated the Governor, "tell me the truth: who has been digging under the wall?"
Aksionov glanced at Makar Semyonich, and said, "I cannot say, your honour. It is not God's will that I should tell! Do what you like with me; I am in your hands."
However much the Governor! tried, Aksionov would say no more, and so the matter had to be left.
That night, when Aksionov was lying on his bed and just beginning to doze, some one came quietly and sat down on his bed. He peered through the darkness and recognised Makar.
"What more do you want of me?" asked Aksionov. "Why have you come here?"
Makar Semyonich was silent. So Aksionov sat up and said, "What do you want? Go away, or I will call the guard!"
Makar Semyonich bent close over Aksionov, and whispered, "Ivan Dmitrich, forgive me!"
"What for?" asked Aksionov.
"It was I who killed the merchant and hid the knife among your things. I meant to kill you too, but I heard a noise outside, so I hid the knife in your bag and escaped out of the window."
Aksionov was silent, and did not know what to say. Makar Semyonich slid off the bed-shelf and knelt upon the ground. "Ivan Dmitrich," said he, "forgive me! For the love of God, forgive me! I will confess that it was I who killed the merchant, and you will be released and can go to your home."
"It is easy for you to talk," said Aksionov, "but I have suffered for you these twenty-six years. Where could I go to now?... My wife is dead, and my children have forgotten me. I have nowhere to go..."
Makar Semyonich did not rise, but beat his head on the floor. "Ivan Dmitrich, forgive me!" he cried. "When they flogged me with the knot it was not so hard to bear as it is to see you now ... yet you had pity on me, and did not tell. For Christ's sake forgive me, wretch that I am!" And he began to sob.
When Aksionov heard him sobbing he, too, began to weep. "God will forgive you!" said he. "Maybe I am a hundred times worse than you." And at these words his heart grew light, and the longing for home left him. He no longer had any desire to leave the prison, but only hoped for his last hour to come.
In spite of what Aksionov had said, Makar Semyonich confessed, his guilt. But when the order for his release came, Aksionov was already dead.
Multiple Choice-Questions:
1. Who wrote ‘God sees the Truth, But Waits’? [B.A. 2023]
A) Maxim Gorky
B) Fyodor Dostovsky
C) God
D) Leo Tolstoy
Answer: D) Leo Tolstoy
2. Who is the story’s protagonist in ‘God Sees the Truth, But Waits’: [B.A. 2023]
A) Tolstoy
B) Aksinov
C) Semyonich
D) Aksinov’s wife
Answer: B) Aksinov
3. ‘God Sees the Truth, But Waits’ was published in_____ . [B.A. 2023]
A) 1877
B) 1872
C) 2001
D) 1989
Answer: B) 1872
4. What activities are Akinov fond of in his youth: [B.A. 2023]
A) Drinking and Fighting
B) Drinking and Singing
C) Drinking and Fishing
D) None of these
Answer: A) Drinking and Fighting
5. What was Aksionov accused of?
A) Theft
B) Murder
C) Arson
D) Fraud
Answer: B) Murder
6. Who wrote ‘God sees the Truth, But Waits’? [B.A. 2023]
A) Maxim Gorky
B) Fyodor Dostovsky
C) God
D) Leo Tolstoy
Answer: D) Leo Tolstoy
7. Who narrates ‘God Sees the Truth, But Wait’: [B.A. 2023]
A) An unnamed third-person narrator
B) Semyonich
C) Tolstoy
D) Aksinov
Answer: A) An unnamed third-person narrator
8. What business did Aksionov run?
A) A tavern
B) A shop
C) A farm
D) A bakery
Answer: B) A shop
9. What was Aksionov’s wife’s reaction to his dream?
A) She was supportive
B) She ignored it
C) She asked him not to go
D) She was indifferent
Answer: C) She asked him not to go
10. Where was Aksionov traveling when he was arrested?
A) Moscow
B) St. Petersburg
C) Vladivostok
D) Nizhny
Answer: D) Nizhny
11. What evidence was found in Aksionov’s bag?
A) A knife
B) Money
C) Poison
D) Stolen goods
Answer: A) A knife
12. How long was Aksionov imprisoned?
A) 10 years
B) 15 years
C) 20 years
D) 26 years
Answer: D) 26 years
13. Where did Aksionov spend his years in prison?
A) Siberia
B) Moscow
C) Kazan
D) St. Petersburg
Answer: A) Siberia
14. Who was the real murderer?
A) Ivan Dmitrich
B) Vasilyevich
C) Makar Semyonich
D) A fellow merchant
Answer: C) Makar Semyonich
15. How did Aksionov respond when Makar confessed?
A) He forgave him
B) He attacked him
C) He remained silent
D) He called the guards
Answer: A) He forgave him
16. Why did Makar Semyonich confess?
A) He was caught
B) He had a change of heart
C) He was bribed
D) He felt guilty
Answer: B) He had a change of heart
17. How did the prisoners regard Aksionov?
A) With fear
B) With respect
C) With disdain
D) With envy
Answer: B) With respect
18. What was Aksionov’s main source of comfort in prison?
A) Letters from home
B) His faith
C) His fellow inmates
D) Visits from his wife
Answer: B) His faith
19. What did Makar try to do in the prison?
A) Escape
B) Start a fight
C) Steal from others
D) Confess to another crime
Answer: A) Escape
20. Why didn’t Aksionov report Makar’s escape plan?
A) He was afraid
B) He didn’t care
C) He wanted revenge
D) He felt compassion
Answer: D) He felt compassion
21. How did the story end for Aksionov?
A) He escaped
B) He was executed
C) He died in prison
D) He was released
Answer: C) He died in prison
22. What theme is central to the story?
A) Justice
B) Revenge
C) Forgiveness
D) Wealth
Answer: C) Forgiveness
23. How did Aksionov react when he met Makar in prison?
A) With anger
B) With suspicion
C) With indifference
D) With curiosity
Answer: B) With suspicion
24. What did Aksionov realize about the truth and God's timing?
A) It always comes quickly
B) It comes in unexpected ways
C) It’s always hidden
D) It comes in its own time
Answer: D) It comes in its own time
25. What did Aksionov's fellow prisoners call him?
A) Grandfather
B) Teacher
C) Prophet
D) Old man
Answer: A) Grandfather
26. What was the profession of the man who was murdered?
A) Merchant
B) Farmer
C) Soldier
D) Nobleman
Answer: A) Merchant
27. Who revealed the true murderer?
A) Aksionov
B) A guard
C) Makar
D) Another prisoner
Answer: C) Makar
28. What did Aksionov do after Makar's confession?
A) Informed the authorities
B) Forgave Makar
C) Planned revenge
D) Tried to escape
Answer: B) Forgave Makar
29. What lesson does the story primarily convey?
A) The futility of revenge
B) The power of forgiveness
C) The importance of wealth
D) The inevitability of justice
Answer: B) The power of forgiveness
30. What was the turning point in Aksionov's imprisonment?
A) His wife’s visit
B) Makar’s arrival
C) His acceptance of his fate
D) A new trial
Answer: B) Makar’s arrival
31. What did Aksionov become known for in prison?
A) His escape plans
B) His wisdom
C) His wealth
D) His violence
Answer: B) His wisdom
32. How did Aksionov's attitude towards life change over the years?
A) He became more materialistic
B) He grew more spiritual
C) He became rebellious
D) He lost all hope
Answer: B) He grew more spiritual
33. Who was responsible for planting the knife in Aksionov's bag?
A) The authorities
B) Another merchant
C) Makar Semyonich
D) Aksionov himself
Answer: C) Makar Semyonich
34. What ultimately happens to Aksionov?
A) He escapes
B) He is released
C) He dies in prison
D) He is proven innocent
Answer: C) He dies in prison
35. What does Aksionov's story demonstrate about truth and justice?
A) They are always swift
B) They are often delayed
C) They are irrelevant
D) They are always clear
Answer: B) They are often delayed
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