Σάββατο, Δεκεμβρίου 25, 2021

Ο δεσπότης και τα πρόβατά του

 

ΔΙΥΛΙΖΟΝΤΑΣ ΤΟΝ ΚΩΝΩΠΑ - STRAINING AT A GNAT

 

Η ΕΠΙΣΚΕΨΙΣ ΤΟΥ ΑΓΙΟΥ ΔΕΣΠΟΤΗ

Διήγημα


Αλέξανδρος Παπαδιαμάντης

 (Σκιάθος 4 Μαρτίου 1851 - Σκιάθος 3 Ιανουαρίου 1911)

 

 

«Μὴ οἱ ποιμένες βόσκουσιν ἑαυτούς;
οὐχὶ τὰ πρόβατα βόσκουσιν οἱ ποιμένες;»

(Ἰεζεκιήλ)

Ἀφοῦ τὸ βαποράκι ἐστάθη ὣς μισὴν ὥραν εἰς τὸν μικρὸν ὅρμον, κατέναντι τῆς ἀγορᾶς, ἥτις ἐφαίνετο σχεδὸν γεμάτη ἀπὸ κόσμον, ἔστρεψε τὴν πρῷραν πρὸς ἀνατολὰς καὶ ἀπέπλευσε. Συγχρόνως οἱ καμπάνες τῶν δύο ἐκκλησιῶν, αἵτινες διέπρεπον μὲ τοὺς ὑψηλοὺς πύργους καὶ τοὺς θόλους των, ἡ μία εἰς τὸ ὕψος τῆς παραθαλασσίας ὁδοῦ καὶ τῆς πλατείας, ἡ ἄλλη εἰς τὸ κέντρον τῆς ἐπάνω συνοικίας, ἐκινήθησαν γοργῶς, ἐκχέουσαι μεγάλην καὶ παρατεταμένην κωδωνοκρουσίαν.

Διατί αὐτό; Οἱ παπάδες ἤξευραν, ὅτι ὁ Δεσπότης ὁ νεοχειροτόνητος τῆς ἐπαρχίας ἦτο μέσα στὸ βαπόρι, ἀλλ’ ὁ πρῶτος μεταξὺ αὐτῶν, ὁ ἐπισκοπικὸς ἐπίτροπος, εἶχε πληροφορηθῆ ὅτι ἡ Σεβασμιότης του δὲν ἐπροτίθετο πρὸς τὸ παρὸν νὰ ἐξέλθῃ εἰς τὴν πολίχνην, ἀλλὰ θὰ μετέβαινε πρῶτον, χάριν τῆς ἰδίας εὐκολίας του, εἰς τὴν ἄλλην νῆσον, τὴν ἀνατολικήν, τὴν ἀπωτέραν εἰς τὸν δρόμον του, καὶ εἶτα θὰ ἐπέστρεφε νὰ ἐπισκεφθῇ καὶ τὸ ἐδῶ ποίμνιόν του. Οὐχ ἧττον ἐπῆραν μίαν βάρκαν καὶ ἀνῆλθον ὅλοι ὁμοῦ, οἱ ἑπτὰ παπάδες, εἰς τὸ βαπόρι, διὰ νὰ χαιρετίσουν ἁπλῶς τὸν ἐπίσκοπον εἰς τὴν διέλευσίν του.

Μόλις ἡ μαύρη τῶν ρασοφόρων πλειὰς ἀνῆλθεν εἰς τὸ πρυμναῖον «κάσαρο» τοῦ ἀτμοπλοίου, ὅπου ἵστατο ἀγναντεύων τὴν μικρὰν πόλιν ὁ περιοδεύων ἱεράρχης, καὶ ὁ διάκος, ἀποτεινόμενος πρὸς τὸν πρῶτον βαίνοντα ἐκ τῶν ἱερέων, τὸν ὁποῖον ἐκατάλαβεν ὡς ἐπίτροπον τοῦ Δεσπότη, ἂν καὶ πρώτην φορὰν τὸν ἔβλεπε, τοῦ λέγει μὲ τόνον δεσποτικόν:

― Γιατί δὲν ἐσημάνατε τὶς καμπάνες;

Ὁ παπα-Γιαννάκης, 83 ἐτῶν ἄνθρωπος, ἂν καὶ κωφὸς ἦτο, ἐκατάλαβε τί ἔλεγεν ὁ διάκος. Ἐπειδὴ ὁ Δεσπότης δὲν ἐπρόκειτο νὰ ἐξέλθῃ, δὲν εἶχαν προβλέψει, ἢ τὸ ἐνόμισαν περιττόν, νὰ κρούσουν τὶς καμπάνες. Τώρα ὅμως, εἰς τὸ κέλευσμα τοῦ διάκου, ἐστράφη πρὸς τὴν λέμβον, ἐφώναξεν ἕνα νέον κρατοῦντα τὰς κώπας, καὶ τοῦ λέγει:

― Σταμάτη! τρέχα, γρήγορα, ἔξω! Τὶς καμπάνες! Βαρᾶτε τὶς καμπάνες!

Ὁ Σταμάτης, ἔφηβος ὣς 16 ἐτῶν, κυρίως βαρκάρης δὲν ἦτο, ἀλλ’ ὀρφανὸς μάγκας, τρέχων παιδιόθεν κατόπιν εἰς τὰ ράσα τῶν παπάδων. Ὅπως ὑπάρχουν ἐκκλησιαστικὰ δαιμόνια, οὕτω ὑπάρχουν καὶ ἀγυιόπαιδα ἐκκλησιαστικά. Πάραυτα ἐσιάρισεν, ἐκωπηλάτησε, καὶ μετὰ ἓν λεπτὸν ἔφθασεν εἰς τὴν προκυμαίαν. Θὰ ἠμποροῦσε νὰ φωνάξῃ ἀπὸ τὴν βάρκαν πρὸς τοὺς ἔξω, διὰ νὰ τρέξουν νὰ σημάνουν τὶς καμπάνες, ἀλλὰ δὲν τὸ ἔκαμεν. Ἐπήδησεν ἔξω, κ’ ἔτρεξε διὰ ν’ ἀπολαύσῃ αὐτὸς πρῶτος τὴν ὑπερτάτην ἡδονὴν τῆς κωδωνοκρουσίας.

Καθὼς ἔτρεχεν, ἔκραξε τὸν ἄλλον ἀδελφόν του, τὸν Φώτην, καὶ τὸν ἔστειλεν εἰς τὴν ἐπάνω ἐνορίαν, πρὸς τὸν αὐτὸν σκοπόν. Εἶτα ἀνῆλθεν ὑψηλὰ εἰς τὸ καμπαναριό, ἐκόλλησεν ὡς τελώνιον εἰς τὴν μεγάλην καμπάναν, ἥρπασε τὸ γλωσσίδι της, μὲ τὴν ἄλλην χεῖρα τὴν λαβὴν τοῦ ἐπικράνου τῆς ἄλλης, κ’ ἔρριψε τὸ σχοινίον τῆς τρίτης εἰς ἓν ἄλλο παιδίον παρὰ τὴν βάσιν τοῦ κωδωνοστασίου, τὸ ὁποῖον εἶχε κλειδώσει πεισμόνως ἔξω ἀπὸ τὸ πορτέλο τοῦ καμπαναριοῦ.

Μετὰ μίαν στιγμὴν μανιώδης κωδωνοκρουσία ἤρχισε καὶ ἄλλοι ἐναέριοι ἦχοι ἀπήντησαν ἀπὸ τὴν ἄλλην ἐκκλησίαν. Καὶ ὑπὸ τοὺς ἤχους αὐτοὺς τὸ ἀτμόπλοιον ἀπέπλεε, καὶ οἱ παπάδες ἐπέστρεψαν εἰς τὴν ξηράν.

Μετὰ δύο ἑβδομάδας, ὅταν ἐπέστρεψεν ἀπὸ τὴν γείτονα νῆσον, ὁ Σεβασμιώτατος, ἐν μεγάλῃ κλαγγῇ κωδώνων, ὡς πρώτην φορὰν ἐρχόμενος, ἐπῆγε κατ’ εὐθεῖαν εἰς τὸν ναόν. Ἐκεῖ, εἰς τὸ τέλος τῆς δοξολογίας –καὶ αὐτὸ ὑπῆρξε μετὰ τὴν περὶ κωδωνοκρουσίας διαταγήν, τὴν διὰ τοῦ διάκου δοθεῖσαν, ἡ πρώτη χαρακτηριστικὴ πρᾶξις τῆς ποιμαντικῆς του– ἐπετίμησεν ἕνα τῶν ἱερέων, διότι ὡς ἐπαρχιώτης καὶ ἀσυνήθιστος ἀπὸ ἀρχιερατικὰς ἱεροπραξίας, εἶπε τὸ σύνηθες «Δι’ εὐχῶν τῶν Ἁγίων Πατέρων ἡμῶν», καὶ δὲν εἶπε: «Δι’ εὐχῶν τοῦ ἁγίου Δεσπότου ἡμῶν».

Ὁ δυστυχὴς ἱερεὺς πῶς νὰ τὸ ξεύρῃ, ἀφοῦ πουθενὰ δὲν τὸ εἶχεν εὕρει γραμμένον.

Τὴν Κυριακήν, ὅταν ἐλειτούργησεν ὁ Ἐπίσκοπος, εἰς τὸ τέλος τῆς λειτουργίας, ἔδωκε νέον δεῖγμα τῆς ποιμαντικῆς του. Εἰς τὸ «Πάντοτε, νῦν καὶ ἀεί», τὸν γεροντότερον, τὸν πλέον πεπειραμένον ἀλλὰ καὶ ἐγγράμματον ἱερέα, τὸν ἔπιασεν ἀποτόμως ἀπὸ τὸν βραχίονα, βαστάζοντα τὸ Ἅγιον Ποτήριον, καὶ τὸν ἐβίασε νὰ σταθῇ ἐπὶ ἓν λεπτὸν εἰς τὰ βημόθυρα, διὰ νὰ εἴπῃ τὸ «Πάντοτε» – ὡς νὰ ἐπρόκειτο, κατόπιν τοῦ «Μετὰ φόβου Θεοῦ», νὰ γίνῃ καὶ δευτέρα Μετάληψις. Καὶ ὅμως τὸ Εὐχολόγιον γράφει μόνον ὅτι «βλέπει ὁ ἱερεὺς πρὸς τὸν λαὸν» καὶ ὄχι, ἵσταται εἰς τὴν Ἁγίαν Πύλην. Ὅ,τι δὲ περιττὸν γίνεται, μαρτυρεῖ μόνον τάσιν πρὸς τὸ πομπῶδες καὶ θεατρικὸν – ὅπως συνηθίζουν μάλιστα οἱ Ρῶσοι.

Μέγα εὐτύχημα ὑπῆρξε διὰ τὸν ἄλλον γέροντα, τὸν ἐπίτροπόν του, εἰς τὴν οἰκίαν τοῦ ὁποίου κατέλυσεν ὁ ἱεράρχης, τὸ ὅτι ἦτο πολὺ κωφός. Ὁ δεσπότης ἠδύνατο νὰ τὸν ἐπιτιμᾷ καὶ νὰ τὸν ὀνειδίζῃ μάλιστα, χωρὶς αὐτὸς ν’ ἀντιλαμβάνεται μηδὲ νὰ πικραίνεται τίποτε. Ὅταν δὲν ἦτο παρὼν ὁ διάκος διὰ νὰ τοῦ ἐξηγήσῃ, αὐτὸς δὲν ἠδύνατο νὰ ἐννοῇ τίποτε ἀπὸ τοὺς θυμοὺς καὶ τὰς ἐξάψεις τοῦ Σεβασμιωτάτου.

Τέλος κατώρθωσε νὰ δώσῃ λογαριασμὸν ὁ γέρων ἐπίτροπος, εἰς μετρητά, δι’ ὅλας τὰς ἀδείας γάμου καὶ τὰ λοιπὰ «δικαιώματα» τῆς Ἐπισκοπῆς. Ἀλλὰ διὰ τὰ γαλόπουλα, τοὺς ἀστακοὺς καὶ τ’ αὐγοτάραχα, κανεὶς δὲν τοῦ ἐζήτησε λογαριασμὸν πόσα εἶχεν ἐξοδεύσει. Εἶναι ἀληθές, ὅτι ὁ Δεσπότης ἦτο ἐγκρατέστατος. Ἔπασχεν ἀπὸ στομαχικὰ καὶ καρδιακὰ συμπτώματα – ἴσως ἀπὸ ψαμμίασιν ἢ καὶ διαβήτην. Ἀλλ’ ὁ διάκος εἶχε τὰ νιᾶτά του, τὴν ξανθὴν γενειάδα καὶ τὴν κόμην του. Θὰ ἦτο ὑπερβολὴ βεβαίως ἂν ἐλέγαμεν, ὅτι ὡμοίαζε μὲ τὸν Ἀρχιποιητὴν ἐκεῖνον τῆς Παπικῆς αὐλῆς, τοῦ Λέοντος τοῦ Ιʹ, ὅστις εἶχε παραπονεθῆ ποτε, ὅτι ἔκαμνε στίχους διὰ χιλίους ποιητάς, καὶ εἰς τὸν ὁποῖον ὁ περιώνυμος Ποντίφιξ ἔδωκε τὴν ἀπάντησιν: Et pro mille aliis archipoëta bibit.

Ὅπως καὶ ἂν ἔχῃ, εἶναι βέβαιον, ὅτι ἠγάπα πολὺ τὸ ἐντόπιον μοσχᾶτον, εἰς δαμιτζάνες προσφερόμενον.

Τέλος ὁ Σεβασμιώτατος, ἀφοῦ ἔδωκε τὸ τελευταῖον καὶ κυριώτερον μάθημα ποιμαντορικῆς εἰς τοὺς ἱερεῖς του –τοὺς ἐνουθέτησε νὰ εἶναι καθάριοι, νὰ μὴ καπνίζουν ναργιλὲ δημοσίᾳ καὶ νὰ μὴ κρατοῦν ποτὲ ράβδον– ἐν ἤχῳ κωδώνων καὶ πάλιν, προεπέμφθη, ἐπεβιβάσθη στὸ βαποράκι, κ’ ἐπῆγε νὰ ποιμάνῃ καὶ ἄλλα πρόβατα.

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THE VISIT OF HIS EMINENCE, THE BISHOP

Alexandros Papadiamantis

Rendered by Vassilis C. Militsis

 

Woe be to the shepherds of Israel that do feed themselves! Should not the shepherds feed the flocks?

(Izekiel 34,2)

 

Having tarried for half an hour in the small harborage opposite the market, which was seemingly almost full of people, the small steamer turned her bow eastwards and sailed off. At the same time, the bells of the twin churches – one dominating the elevation of the seashore road square, while the other the middle of the upper quarter, renowned for their tall domes and bell towers – rang out a loud and protracted peal.

 

Why was all this ado? The priests knew that the new-ordained bishop of the region was on the boat, but the archpriest, the episcopal churchwarden, had been informed that His Eminence, did not intend to disembark onto the town for the present, but he thought it convenient to go to another island due east, the furthermost of his voyage, and on his way back he would board off and visit his flock of that island. Nevertheless, the seven priests boarded a boat and all together climbed onto the steamer to pay their respects to the bishop merely for his passage.

 

As soon as the sable pleiad of the men of the cloth ascended onto the steamer’s poop deck, where the itinerant prelate stood staring at the small town, while his deacon, addressing the first of the boarding priest, whom he perceived as the episcopal churchwarden – though he was seeing him for the first time – he asked him in a peremptory manner:

“Why didn’t you sound the bells?”

Father Yannakis, 83, despite his hearing handicap, understood what the deacon had said. Since the bishop had not intended to disembark or they thought it unnecessary, they did not see to the sounding of the bells. At the deacon’s commanding call, however, the priest turned to the boat and hollered to a young man, who was at the oars:

“Stamatis, row quickly to town. The bells! Tell them to sound the bells!”

Stamatis, a 16 year-old adolescent, was not a boatman by profession; he was an orphan urchin, who since his childhood ran behind the priests. As there are church demons so there are church gamins. No sooner had he heard the order than he rowed the boat swiftly and he reached the pier in a minute. He could as well have shouted from the boat to those on land to hurry and ring the bells but he had not. He sprang out of the boat and he was the first to run in order to enjoy the supreme pleasure of bell ringing.

As he was running, he called his brother, Fotis, to hurry over to the upper parish to that end. Then he climbed up to the bell tower, attached himself like an elf to the great bell, grabbed its clapper in one hand and the other’s outer hammer, while at the same time he threw down to the base of the tower the rope of the third bell, where a boy was also waiting to pull at it. He had obstinately locked him out of the small door.

Shortly a pandemonium of clanging was heard followed by the airborne peals from the other church. And the steamer sailed off in accompaniment of these sounds, while the clergymen returned ashore.

 

Two weeks later, on his return from his schedule and stepping ashore, His Eminence headed straight to the church amidst thunderous bell ringing. In the church, during the mass and specifically at the end of Te Deum – and that was after the deacon’s order for the bell ringing, which was His first characteristic pastoral deed – reprimanded one of the provincial priests, who not being well versed in hierarchical services ended the mass with the wonted Through the prayers of our holy Fathers… instead of Through the prayers of our holy Bishop…

How could the poor priest have known it, since he had not seen it written anywhere?

On the Sunday episcopal service, His Eminence gave still another example of his pastoral competence: He grabbed by the arm the oldest, the most experienced and educated priest, who was holding the Chalice, and forced him to stand for a long minute at the Holy Gate and say Blessed is our God always, now and forever and unto ages of ages as though he were to summon the faithful to receive the Eucharist. But the Service Book prescribes that the priest look only at the congregation when he says that short eulogy without standing at the Holy Gate. Whatever is done for the sake of completeness leads to pomposity and grandstand – which are practiced by the Russians.

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However, his churchwarden, in whose house the bishop was hosted, was lucky as he was deaf. The bishop could easily reproach and, indeed, taunt him without the old man perceiving it and therefore feeling mortified. When the deacon was not present to act as an interpreter, the old man could not understand the annoyance and exasperation of his Eminence.

In the end, the old warden managed to give an account in cash for all marriage fees and the other ‘rights’ of the Bishopric. But for the turkeys, the lobsters and the bottarga that decorated the dinner table none asked him to account for. It was true the Bishop was most abstemious. He suffered from stomach and heart complaints – perhaps from kidney stones or even diabetes. But the young blond-haired and bearded deacon was of robust health. It would be an exaggeration to say that the deacon resembled that Chief Poet at Leo’s X Holy See, who had been proud of his skill at versification for a thousand poets; the famous pontiff had replied to him aptly: Et pro mille aliis archipoëta bibit. [And the chief poet drinks for a thousand more].*

Be as it may, one was certain: the deacon relished the local muscatel, poured out of demijohns.

Finally, His Eminence gave his last and most important pastoral guidance to his priests; he admonished them to be pure, to abstain from smoking hookah in public and from carrying a staff. Then again, amidst hear-splitting bell ringing, he boarded the small steamer and was on his way to tend other sheep of his flock.

 

*Literary Anecdotes

 

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