Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1876-04-12

race as, snortlnS ana gasplng fCr
breath, they dashed into the wide,
struggling main street of Vosilkof.
In the spacious market place or
public square of the town a crowd
had collected, in the midst of which
the light of number of torches
fell on glistening bayonets of steel
and the bright brass mountings of
military accoutrements. A column
of the fat-capped, gray-coated in
fantry of the Russian line was pre-
pairing to march, while q cavalry
escort encompassed two or three
carriages mounted on sledge run
ners, and to each of which three or
more horses had been harnessed.
Sundry persons in authority, as
their civil or military uniforms de-
noted, were busting to and fro,
some mounted and others on foot,
while the drums rolled and the
trumphets of the Cossacks sent
their shrill summons through the
streets as though to call the lag
CARDS who yet fingered, to the
muster.
"Halt, therel hail., I say" call
ed out sentinel, roughly, as the
sledge that bore Annette swept like
whirlwind across the market
place, scattering to the right and
left in dismay all who barred its
frantic course. And then followed
Bable Of loud outcries of surprise,
alarm, and pity; for the picture
that was then presented to the
gazers, in the ruddy glare of the
torchlights was not one readily
to be forgotten. In the sledgc,
still mechanically grasping the
reins, sat the terror stricken girl,
her face white and rigid, her dark
hair streaming loose, for the furred
hood of her mantle had fallen back
and her beautiful head was uncov-
cred.
Among those who had been pre-
sent when the sledge crossed the
public square had been the old
Count and Countess of Galitzin.
They had recognized their daugh-
ter's pallid face as she hurried
past, and within a few mo-
ments the half-fainting girl was in
the arms of her parents, and sur
rounded by friends and well-wish-
ers, who seemed disposed to well
come her as one risen from the
dead.
"We were about TO set out for
Czerngorod," the Count explained,
when Anniett appeared to be SEN
sible to her mothers caresses and
words, "with the es-
,ort with which the kindness of
His Excellency the Governor had
provided US, hoping-but hardly
daring to hope, my lamb-that you
would have been spared in the first
of the fury of those serfs,
Of which the news reached us but
m hour ago. Troops were about to
march for the seen of the revolt,
but, since you are safe-through
what marvellous peice Of good for
tune cannot conjecture"
ait was through no such for
.une," interrupted Annette pite-
,usly; "it was his life--his gallant,
noble life, dearer to me than my
'wn, that ho gave to save me-
vretched me! Yes, am safe, but
1t what price !"
And here darkness came before
Ter eyes, and her voice failed, as ,
'he sank fainting into the arms of
,er mother; but soon, as if neryed
)y the recollection of her lovers
langer, she reused herself to tell,
n broken accents, what had occur 4.
ed, to indicate the place where she
,ad left him, aud to implore that
'escue might be sent thither with
,ut delay. rsr- rs w
Like wildfre the news flew ,
through the crowd, for the whole
population of Vosilkof collected in
he streets, and women wept and
Ind men grew pale at the news,
while the exclaimations Of the by.
'tsnders eyinccd the horror, ad-
niration and sympathy which Ed
gar Marston's intrepid self-devotion
bad evoked. The young English
manager of the Land Bank was
popular in the town, and even had
he been a stranger, the deed he
had done would have sufllccd to