The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1871-10-05

III lplFSCy aS hunger Cdu Hidhe HlLn.
r Well, it was on bitter January eve
+. ming, the winter before last, that six men
$ were assembled in one OF the huts which
, have described 1t was a room of the
t common sort, big bed, q patchwork COW
/, erlet, filling up one side, the usual huge
a chest in one corner, a picture of the En-
peror on one wall, a picture of the bonn
bardment of Sevastopol on the other, and
the portrait of saint as usual beside the
stove, several clumsy wooden chairs, and
a low table, on which stood ''samnvar"
or Russian tea urn, with teapot perched
on the top fit, while around stood a half
a dozen tumbiers, full or empty; for in
Russia, you know, its the way to drink
7 tea out of tumblers instead Of cups,-a
fashion which burns ones fingers shock.
/ ingly, if 1t does nothing else.
/ Beside the tea urn stood a small lamp
/ (gurgling and spl9ttering as If it had
bad cold,) which threw pale circle of
light upon the heavy crossbeams of the
! roof and the dark, sallow, bearded faces
i Of the company. They made very stril-
/ ing group under the dim lamplight, these
six men, and all the more so from the
strange manner in which they were be-
having, In an ordinary party. Of Rus
slams YOU would have heard ceaseless
talking and laughing boisterlous Jokes,
|, stories Of Neighbor This and Neighb0r
That, snatches of old songs sung in this
very place 10y the same kind of men in the
: days of Peter the Great, and possibly, if
the story teller Of the village happened
, to be of the party, an old legend or two
! handed down from generation to genera
= ton since Russia first became a people !;
! how lila Murometz fought with the
D Nightingale Biigand, and how Alcxey
5 Popovitch slew the Flying Tartar. But
= these men were silent and thoughtful, no
4 jokes, no stores, no laughter, every face
8 clouded with anxiety, every eye fixed
S muodlly on the ground
z And what was it. then, which made
them SO gloomy Let us listen to their
talk. and perhaps we may find out.
e at is sore Judgment us H said one
d who seemed to be the host a big, Durly
/, man, with tangled yellow beard. "The
# like has not been seer since the year 1861
!, when the wolves came right OUT into the
l. village and killed nine of our dogs il one
night. But then there were many wolves
n while now 1t is only one that does all the
b mischief; and yet we, as many as we are
s can do nothing against him ~
g "Aud how the mischief can we do any
# thing" cries Il second, against thing
b that scurrics about as If he had wings :
l Pounce he comes into the village, COB
# bles up the first thing that comes to hand
e and is off again! and yop may try to re
I collect his name Cribs is popular
Il phrase for utter disappearance
a "Well, we must do something to stop
y it" said The third, a grim old fellow, who
n had had his nose taken off by a frostblte
e mother Aydotta's only COW killed last
e week, poor Ivan Masloff torn to bits OF
}, Friday, ,Feodore Nikeetin's dog snapped
+ up last night, and our Waterman:
K shoulder bitten Observation-Disclosures, Hc
n are wrong before God it VIC let this thing
:. go on!'
Il dts all very well to say we must dc
o something who's to do it 2" returned
IS the second speaker emphatically "Wher
S, we turn out, three or four together, the
0 cunning rascal marks it and keeps off
o and there's not man in the village, take
d it, that would venture upon him single
y handed. Who'll try it, think ye?"
II Il will"
1t was very low, quiet voice that spoke
u the last words, but there was frmnes
e In it which no one could mistake. The
y speakers started and looked up. The
n sixth Of the party, seated in the farther
a corner near the door, had .hitherto beer
t so quiet that they had almost forgotten
rs his presence; but now every eve wa
y turned upon him. He was young man
er but little over twenty, though his heavy
ri - nd Ia,
20 frame made him appear considerable
n older His face was coarse and common
s, place enough-the sallow, low.broweC
"a weather-beaten countenance of the genu
t. inc Russian peasant; but there was
+ nameless something about the broad
t, square jaw and small, deep-set grey eye
that would have made you pick out tina
" man among all the six for work requiring
ID courage, and he had performed more
es than one feat which the village gossip
Of still remembered with admiration il
= their winter evening chat around tn
< tea urn.
l. "Ah, Vladimir Mikhailovitch r'-(Wal
n ter, the son of Michael) cried the host
IL whats this you're thinking Off You
!. who have only been married two months
: to go making VOLTS meat of yourself
d Nonsense, lad stay at home, and take
IS care of your wife and leave wolf-huntins
g to them that has got nothing better t.
d dol"
i Vladimir 2ever answered word; but
g his features hardened like mask of iron
b as he rose slowly to his feet. All presen,
1t knew we'll that when his face Wore tho
look that was upon it now they might
II as well try to move mountain as to Der.
e suade him; and they sat silent, waiting
d to hear what he would say.
II "YOu saw that Nikeetin thn hutoha,