Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1859-03-03

from the table, put them all Into the fathom-
| less pockets of his cloak, and said THANK
you for bread and salt-your hospitality
| Gaurila MchaiIovich keeps his money in his
secretary, eh ? Why don't you speak Yon
| see | am not such a bad fellow as you thought
at first, my pretty chick. l love you-I love
| you so much--JuSt tell me what sort of
death you would like best to die Shall | cut
1 off your head, eh ? Or would you rather |
should hang you-from that beam for instance.
Don't be afraid. only say what you would like
best, charming Duna."-
What pleasure can you take in plaguing
me so cruelty ?" said Duna, not crediting that
the ugly jester with the red nose could be in
earnest.
why don't you answer ?" he said, examin-
ing the secretary and the lock. | should be
! glad TO knOw-Whether you-woud rather
/ be hanged, or-O no Gauerial Michaiyitch
/ keeps his money under two locks, does he ?
! Stay bit ; it is not the first we have cOaxed
/ open" So saying he took an iron instrument
out of his pocket, and Immediately began to
use it upon the lock. Duna stood as if spell
/ bonnd in the middle of the room, trembling in
/ all her frame "Well, what is it then? Speak
/ out AvdOtya Geremeyevna. Can't you make
up your mind Hang the lock Avdotya
Ieremeyevna, | wait your answer, my precious.
/ This is the strongest lock I've seen this many
a day. VIII you speak or not"
/ The secretary burst open with q crash
Whoo " hat a lot of fine things Bank
notes, and ducatS, watches They don't 90;
spoiled most likely. \ ring? l don't want it,
"Oh III take these diamonds. Are these all
crumbs of officer 2"
/ Tba.-i-cr a; I'll orl
with Duna, he crammed his pockets with money
and watches, and then turned abruptly to the
half dead girl. We'll, my love, your choice
/ Waste no time; but tell me, what death will
YOU die p
"Well I'm sure Ar'nt you ashamed, sir e?
1t is very ugly joke this"
" am not joking at all, my sweet one
What have | done to you? You have
taken whatever you pleased l did not hinder
you
That's very true but do you see, | can't
abide leaving eyewitness behind me | wash
my hands of them by all means With others
| don't stand on ceremony; but as yon, nv
love, are such a nice goodnatured amiable lit.
tie dear, / will give YOU your choice of death.
l love politeness ; | too have been brought up
in st. Petersnurgh."
Still she would not believe that he was in
earnest.
Now then, let's have it at once 7 have
no time to lose Let US put compliments
aside. | am eXtremly sorry, but YOU must
die by my hand | am not going to be such
fool as to let you live, to tell what sort Of
noustacheS, ewes, nose, clothes, &c, have got
what did here, and which way | went
Now, AdgOtya leremeveyna, answer quickly"
Every word of her cold-b.ooded tOrturer was
dagger stroke TO her her whole blood. all
the warm current of her life. curdled back up-
on her heart her limbs grew lev cold. and
floods of tears poured over her inanimlte face
She tottered aud fell to the floor. In her fall
she caught the robbers foot, aud kissed it
Have mercy on me :" she Shrieked 90
( spare nv life | implore yon l swear to you
before the Holy Virgin | viii not say a sylla-
. bic to any one. May I never see heaven if |
do For the sake OF the blessed St. Nicholas
/ have compassion on NE will pray all my
I life for YOU as for NY own father, my broth
er-"
1 The inexorable miscreant shook her of from
his foot, kicking her in the breast. In vain
she raised her imploring looks aud arms towards
him: In vain she sought TO touch his stony
heart with all that intense despair, and the
chnging love for Youthful, JOYOUS existence,
could breathe into the words. the voice and
+ the tears OF hel pless being. The william, har
der than granite, grew every moment more
cruel and savage. Raging with impatienCe.
. he caught her by the hair, forced back her
head. drew his knife from his boot, and was
about to plunge il in her throat
oh, Oh for the love of heaven - sobbed
the unfortunate Girl. beside her>e'iat the sight
OF the terrible knife; hang me-haug me
No bloody death Mercy mercy Hang
me rather :"
Ay, ay," he said, with a hideOus grin
so yoa can speak at last. Why did ron not
Say % at once? ! have lost . deal OF time
already St;Il | can't refuse Won the favor
YOU are such a nice girl Don't be afraid,
Duaa You shall Gie in the pleasauteSt man
ner. II Is an ugly death that Of the knife
II | might choose myself | would rather be
hanged than kaoutei. when NY time comes.
We will look about for cord
+ The vretched girl powerless in mind and
body through terror, cold as ice, trembling
and almost lfe!eSS, submitting 10 all his COM
mands. The rope was soon found, aud the
murderer returned with his victim 10 the same
4 room where the remains of the breakfast still
stood upon the table He threatened to Kill
. her instantly if she stirred from the spot where
she stooi-placed a chair on the table-aud
sprang nimhly upon it. Having fastened the
: rope round the heam, he drew the knife from
his boot. cut of the projecting part Of the
+ rope. stuck the knife into the beam. and SET
about making double running knot On the
rope Dana stood mo;io0less in the middle OF
. the room heat aGd cold rushed alternately
through her frame sparks Of Ere danced be-
fore her eyes: she saw nothing she did moth
iU- but pray, confess her sins, commend her
self to all the saints, and mentally bid fare
vel 10 all that wGs dear 10 her in life
Present!v. presently. nv precious = said