Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1879-06-20

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him on the arm. Sergius started and
flushed under his war-worn, weather.
beaten skin.
"Whom are you staring atP' said
the Prince, merrily. Z" 1t is like low
er's gaze as can be. Tell an old broth
or officer about it, for you know l can
keep secrets. insist, for "v-he almost
sighed-"I have vague presentment
that l can be useful to you, or you to
me, as heaven wills it,"
81 to you, GeneralP" stammered the
officer,
"Why notP There is nothing l de-
spise more than Jew, and yet David
sohn was of the utmost value in for
warding provender for our poor-houses.
Let me know all, for have powerful
motive in questioning you"
| Kabuloff was astonished like u
man waiting to cross frozen stream,
who sees the ice suddenly break up and
melt away, and, making an effort, an
swered hollowly.
al am in love-the maddest of love,
because have only my pay, and that
in arrears, and the lady have seen is
rich and lofty. That is the beginning
and end-all of it,"
" Nonsense" said the General, ga
man of your merit-whom Todleben
regards as his successor, fit to take
another Plevna, or build second Sc
bastopol-such man doubt that his
sword would counterbalance bag of
roublesP suppose you think the
father of the lady would sneer at your
compass and spirit-level from the
height OF his fortuneP A rival official
might, but not a military officer, or
he'd be a bad papa"
"Do you talk like this, PrinceP"
calculated the young Colonel.
81 do, though not often. Read
novels more than you do, and you will
| find the romancist - though heaven
| knows court officials and martinets
never give him any encouragement for
painting them tenderly-insists that
there are hearts under cordons, medals,
stars and decorations. Many public
functionary, feared, envied and hated,
may be loving father, who would no
more deny his daughter the man she
adores than he did her first doll with
real diamond eyes. Let the loyal, fit
and honorable man step forward three
| friend, 1 am proud of you because you
so appreciate my daughter as to love
her sincerely. You are quite right;
there is not such another in all the
world. You are parentless; let me be
your father henceforth.'
Sergius could not believe his ears or
eyes. But in the midst of his joy-if it
were joy-he shuddered, for little
German violinist whom a servant was
leading by the walls to the musicians
box for solo of Hungarian airs,
seemed to make him a sign with his
long bony finger, which almost checked
his breathing. He clutched at the
curtain, and would have fallen but for
the support of the General.
Swoonedp" exclaimed the latter.
ga brave fellow, who has stood fire
like bronze statue. He must have
been in a great state of despair for this
unexpected gladness to upset him So.
However, now | am easier, if any
| thing happens me from these conspir-
ators against His Majesty, there will be
one courageous arm to defend my
darling girl"
When the young Colonel, reaching
his lodgings by sledge, by the Petrovs-
koi Barracks, had mounted the stairs,
he thought he heard some one breath
ing behind him. Sure enough, he saw
shadow in the gray light. But his
fearless movement to descend and in
terrogate the stranger was checked by
voice at his side. 1t was his Orderly
"We hold an extraordinary tea-party
this night. You are long in coming
home"
Never before had his servant ven
tured on such tone. He too, then,
was one of the initiated, and had been
spying on him since how longP He
shuddered.
"A meeting herein my houseP" he
stammered.
The domestic opened the door and
gently pushed him in. Then he closed
the door and planted himself in q squat
ting posture in the way, while the
shadow similarly guarded the stairs.
Some twenty men, whose varied cos
tunes denoted they belonged to all
classes OF society, but whose mien and
faces did not assimilate with their re-
spective attire, probably DISCUSSES, took
possession of the Colonel's plain quar-
ters. 1t was a large, low room, badly
lighted by one gas jet, and filled with
globes, charts, krigspiel figures and en-
gineering and military works. A bust
of Napoleon, facetiously adorned by
some registering Lieutenant with two
mustaches and beard, cleaned down
on a long deal table. At one end of it
was copper samovar, steaming away
between the glasses, and bowl of
sugar. Under the gas pale, yellow
haired man was writing slowly with his
left hand to disguise his calligraphy.
A man aged about fifty, short and
thick-set, with long gray beard and
hair as short as an actors for the pur-
pose of wig wearing, sat aloof from all,
reading stack of papers in mystic
marks. He wore sprig of thyme in
his greasy button-hole, the Radical Re-
Herr Kuhlegrab, between themselves, a
man who had long since solved the
problem of Around the World in Sixty
Days. He had never settled down to
"munch exile" as his friend Koproth
advised him in 1851, but continued ac-
lively traversing Europe to disseminate
Democratic doctrines. Now debating
with Karl Marx in his Haverstock-h
villa, month after consoling the Com
munists of News York; then fitting
through the south of France, en- route
for he alone knew where. He had his
faults-and perhaps a goodly share of
some other men's-but in one thing he
was firm, he lived on the proceeds OF
his early writings, and never drew one
penny from his society's funds. "Ii
our community betters the condition OF
its members" he said in 1859, when q
youth, "they will become conservative,
and only the ruined man is good for
fighting"
When he had completed sorting the
scraps he lifted his head.
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