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“Family Happiness” is Tolstoy’s ironically-titled novella about a young seventeen-year-old girl who marries a much older man. Initially distressed to find that her naïve conception of marriage did not adequately prepare her for the complexities her new life, Mashechka becomes corrupted by the pretentious frivolities of St. Petersburg society. An exquisitely realistic psychological portrait of a young woman’s emotional evolution, “Family Happiness” was published in 1859.
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