Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1859-06-21

you KISS lot IL. r3-
Duna no longer dared to resist; she
submitted with the best grace she could
to the rude kiss, eontenting herself with
wiping the place where his sharp beard
had scratched her soft skin till it almost
bled.
"To let you see that | am up to thing
or two," he went on, after he had gulped
his third glass of brandy,'I will tell you
that clerk brougbA your master fifteen
hundred roubles yesterday from Ivano-
witch F., whose case ewas@bfought last
week before the district court. Is not
that true?''
"May be So"
"Well, where does your master keep
his money!
"ReaIly 1 do not know"
But do; we shall soon find it. Av-
dotya Yeremeyevna, my pet, my darling!"
"What is your pleasure?"
Poor Duna was forced to make a show
of being socaibe. The guest was in The
happiest humor; he laughed and joked
with her. Duna gradually forgot her ter
rors, grew bolder, defended herself be-
comingly, nay, laughed aloud, and endeav
ored to hide her intense anxiety under
show of cheelfulness, while in secret she
praye,l fervenly to heaven that the red
nosed guest might take his leave, and the
incompatible Ivan might soon arrive to
demnIfy her sensitive heart for this fear
full torment.
Alas Ivan, who had got leave of the
governor, spead with hasty steps and with
heart full Of tenderness and hope, to meet
her. He walked not; he flew. Cupid
had fastened his two wings 70 his boots.
He flew like an arrow. But on his way
lay brandy shop; there is no road with
out them. He would have flown by it;
but in the brandy shop were his acqu int
ances, his beloved friends. He made a
halt with them for moment, and got tipsy
with them. 1t happened quite against his
will; he was even in despair at it. AL
together, it was one of the most memOra-
BILE victories ever achieved by Friendship
over Love.
Meanwhile. the ugly vagobond had
emptied his sixth glass OF brandy. Al the
seventh he grew pensive, pursed his blows,
and hit his lips as if pang shot through
his vita!s; dark shadow passed like
cloud over his countenance; suddenly he
sprang from his seat, and without imten
ding it, pushed so strongly against his
com panion, that she almost fell between
his feet. He looked round uneasily, took
the brandy-bottle the bread, and piece
of meat from the table, put them all into
the fathomless pockets of his cloak, and
said:
"Thank you for bread and salt-for
your hospitality. Gaurila Michalovich
keeps his money in his secretary, ELI?
Why don't you speak? You see | am not
such bad fellow as you thought at first,
my pretty chick. love you-l love you
so much-Just tell me what sort Of
death you would like best to die. Shall
cut off your head, Ell? Or would you
rather l would hang you-from that beam
for instance? Don't be afraid; only say
what you would like best t,charming Duna.
"What pleasure can you take in plague
ing me SO cruelly?" said Dana, not cred
iting that the ugly jester with the red nose
could be in earnest.
"Why don't you answer" he said, eX-
amining the secretary and the lock. Il
should like to know-whether you-would
rather-be hanged, or--Oho! Gauria
Michailovich keeps his money under two
locks, does he? Stay bit; ii 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
bound in the middle Of the room, trembling
in all her frame.
"Well, what is it then? Speak out,
Avdotya Yeremeyevna. Can't you make
up your mind? Hang the lock! Avdotya
Y Ieremeyevna, [ wait your answer, my
precious. This is the strongest lock I've
seen this many a day. Will you speak,
or not?''
The secretary burst open with crash.
"Whoo what a lot of fine things! Bank
notes, and ducats, and watches! They
don't go-spoiled, most likely. A ring!
| don't want it. Oh, I'll lake these diA-
monds. Are these all crumbs of office?''
Chatting in this fashion with himself
and with Duna, he crammed his pockets
with money, watches, and trinkels, and
then turned abruptly to the half-dead girl.
"Well, my love, your choice? Waste
no time; bat tell me, what death will you
die?"
"Wen, I'm surel Ar'n't you ashamed i.
sir? 1t is very ugly joke, this"
/. 81 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, L
can't abide leaving eyewitnesses behind
mel wash my hands of them, by all
, means. With others don't stand on
ceremony; but as you, my love, are such
n nice. good -nalured, amlable little dear,
} will give you your choice of death. L
love politeness; too have been brought up
t in st. Petersburg"
t Still she would not believe that he was
in earnest.
"Now, then, let's have it at once; have
no time to lose. Let us put compliments
: aside. l am extremely sorry. but you
no ust die by nay hand. l am not going
to be such fool as to let you live, to tell
/ what sort of mustaches, eyes, nose, clothes,
&c, have got-What | did here, and