Pavel Ivanovich Yakushkin | |
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Pavel Yakushkin in the 1850s
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Born |
Павел Иванович Якушкин January 26, 1822 Oryol Governorate, Russian Empire |
Died | January 20, 1872 Samara, Russian Empire |
(aged 49)
Occupation | author, ethnographist, folklorist |
Years active | 1840s-1872 |
Pavel Ivanovich Yakushkin (Павел Иванович Якушкин, 26 January 1822, Oryol Governorate, Russian Empire, - 20 January 1872, Samara, Russian Empire) was a Russian writer, ethnographer and folklore collector.
Pavel Yakushkin was born at the Saburovo estate in the Maloarchangelsky region of the Oryol Governorate, one of the six sons of Ivan Andreyevich Yakushkin, a retired military man, and his wife Praskovya Faleyevna, a former serf peasant who'd been granted freedom.
After finishing the Oryol gymnasium, he enrolled into the Moscow University's physics and mathematics faculty but dropped after four years of studying due to sudden passion for gathering folk songs. In this he was much encouraged by his mentor Pyotr Kireyevsky who began commissioning the young man for long journeys into the Russian backwoods province. Yakushkin who started out as a travelling salesman, exchanging goods for songs, relied upon this unorthodox method of the ethnographical study for the rest of his life.
Erratic behaviour aggravated by alcoholism (the side effect of another ploy for 'extracting' a song from a country man, that of buying them a drink) and carefree mindset involved Yakushkin in all kinds of trouble (including a couple of arrests and imprisonment for alleged 'agitation') and made him a legend in his own time. The way he looked (disheveled hair, strange costume mixing rural and urban elements, spectacles included) helped too: the series of Yakushkin's photo portraits produced by Berestov were selling well in the rural areas where people seriously believed them to be the authentic snapshots of the 18th-century rebel Yemelyan Pugachov.
In 1871 Pavel Yakushkin caught the Relapsing fever and died in Samara on January 20, 1872. Author and doctor Veniamin Portugalov, who visited him in hospital, remembered that the dying man's last words were those of his favourite folk song which he was singing as he was passing away: "Drinking we'll do, partying we'll do / And when the death comes in, then dying we'll do."