Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1859-01-27


had ceased, and the moon shone out
No appearance, however, of Jadrino
before him lay extended large plain
towards the centre of which the poo
traveller deserted cluster of four or fiv,
houses. He FASTENED towards the near
: est, and descending from the sledge
knocked at the window. A small dool
of the shutter opened, and the white
beard of an old man appeared.
"What do you want ?''
els it far to Jadrino ?"
"Jadrino! About ten versts."
At this reply, Vladimir felt like o
criminal condemned to execution.
"Can you,' said be, furnish me with
horses to go there %
eve have no horses"
"Well, then, a guide; will give him
whatever he asks"
"Wait, them" said the old man, "I'll
send you my son."
The window was carefully closed
and considerable time elapsed. Val
dimir, whose impotence became quite
uncomfortable, knocked again louder at
the shutter.
The old man re-appeared.
"What do you want?"
"Yeur son."
Gle is coming he is dressing him.
self. Are you cold? Come in and
warm yourself"
mo, no; send out your SON."
At length young lad with stout
stuck In his hand, made his appearance
and led the way across the snow GOV.
cred plain.
"What O'Clock is it ?" asked Valdi-
mir.
'Day will soon break"
The SUMS rays, indeed, had begun to
gid the east, and the village cocks
were growing, when they arrived at ia
drino. The church door was closed
Vladimir, having paid and dismissed
MS guide, fastened towards the priests
dwelling. What was he about to hear ?
Let us first inquire what was going
on IN the mansion of the master of Ne.
naradot. Just nothing at all. In the
morning the husband and wife got up
as usual, and went into the eating room
I-tabrllOvitch and his wooden vest and
nightcap, and Petrowna in her dress
ing gown.
Tea was served, and Gabriel sent a
maid to inquire for Mari. The girl re-
turned with message that her young
mistress had passed restless night,
but now felt better and was COMING
down. In few minutes Mari entered
aud embraced her parents.
How do you feel, my poor little one?''
asked the father.
Better" was the answer.
The day passed off as usual; but to-
wards evening Mari became very ill and
feverish. The family physician was
summoned from the nearest town, and
when ne arrived he found his patient
in high fever. During fourteen DAYS
she continued on the brink of the grave.
n Nothing was known of her nocturnal
flight, as the waiting maid for her own
sake, was prudently silent on the sub
Ject; nor did any of the accomplices,
even after having drank wine, breathe a
word on the subject, so much did all
parties dread the wrath of Gabriel
Mari, however, during her delirium,ra
ed so necessarily about Valdimar, that
her mother could not doubt that her i'll
ness was caused by love. She and her
husband consulted some of their friends
on the subject; and as the result ofthe
conference, 1t was unanimously decided
mat MARI was destined to marry the en-
slSn-that one cannot avoid ones fate
that riches do not insure hapniness-
and other fine maxims of the same kind.
The invalid recovered. Vladimir
during her illness, had never appeared
at the heuse; and it was determined
that his unexpected good fortune sho d
BE announced to him--that he should
De told that he was now free to marry
MS beloved. What was the astonish-
ment OF the proud owners of Nenara-
DOT when they received in reply letter
from the young ensign, in which he de-
clared he would never enter their dwell
ing again, and prayed them to foroet
an unhappy being for whom death was
the only refuge.
"A lew days afterwards they learned
that Valdlmar had Joined the army. II
was in 1912. No one ever mentioned
his name to Mari, nor did she allude to
him III any way. Two or three months
elapsed. and one day she saw his name
mentioned among the officers who had
distinguished themselves at the battle
OF Borodino, and who were mortallv
wounded. She tainted, and had re-
lapse of fever, from which she slowly
recovered.
Not long afterwards her father died.
leaving her the reversion of his whole
property. Wealth, however. BROUGHT
her no consolation. She wept with her
mother and vowed never to leave her.
They left their abode at Nenaradof and
took up their abode on another estate
Numerous suitors thronged around the
rich and lovely heiress, but to none of
them did she vouchsate the smallest en-
enlargement. Her mother often i'm
plored her to choose husband. but she
silently shook her head. Vladimir was
no more. He expired at Moscow on
the eve of the day the French entered
that city. To Mari his memory appear
ed sacred. She treasured up the books
they had read together, his drawings
and the notes he had written to her
everything that could perpetuate her
remembrance of the unhappy vonno
man.
About that time a war, glorious for
our country, ended. The triumphant
regiments returned from the frontiers,
and the.peopls rushed in crowds to well
come them. The officers who had set
out as mere striplings, returned with
stern martial countenanees, their brave
breasts covered with orders. Time of
ineffaceable glory! How the heart of a
Russian then bounded at the name of
his nonnfru -.