“On the first day of Pancake Day, Ivan Nikodymych always invites all his relatives for pancakes. He has quite a large family, but he sees few related feelings from them. This is the age now—it’s all been shaken. If you don’t invite your own nephews, they won’t show themselves for a whole year. His brother and sister almost to his face call him an asp, and everyone reproaches him with capital. What kind of capital does he have? Of course, I saved something for a rainy day; So who cares about this? If only they had listened to him, they would have had it themselves...” The work is given in the pre-reform alphabet.