Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1881-04-16
P0JARSKY'S OUTLETS.

Many years ago, some time during the
reign of the Gar Nicholas, the vast Rus
sian Empire was ruled entirely by the will
of one man, with the aid of the bayonet
and the stick. Long before the vast re-
gions between st. Petersburg and Odessa
were traversed by railways the old post
road to Moscow ran through village of
some 500 Inhabitants, called Ostashkavo,
between Spirovo and Torjok. There were
two houses Of entertainments for travellers
in the village-one a wretched little log
cabin, of which the proprietor was the
starosta or head man of the community,
and which was a mere cabaret or dram
shop; but at the other end of the village
street there was a really comely, clearly,
tidy little hosiery, by the sign of The
Three Golden Angels of Kiev, the landlord
Of which was one Fedor Fedoroyich, who
had pretty little wife and a prettier
daughter OF q marketable age. The sta
rosta who kept the dram-shop and who
was an uncJnscionable old hunks, hated
Fedor, because his house was clean, and
because he was sober and industrious and
free for Eedor had been a crown peas
ant, and had served long in the army, and
had made enough money as sergeant at
tached to the commissariat to start an inn
at 0stashkavo. Unfortunately his land
lord was the noble absentee proprietor,
and that landlords agent was the avari-
cious starosta.
He began his plot for running the land
lord of The Three Golden Angels at Kiev
by allowing him to get behindhand with
his rent, and even by lending HIM small
sums at eXorbitant interest. In the course
of a couple of years nearly all poor Fedors
possessions were mortgaged to his merci.
less creditor, who threatened that, on the
first occurrence of failure of the interest
due to him, he would seize upon Fedor's
chattels, send him as a prisoner to the
debtors jail at Moscow, and turn his wife
and child into the street. To meet these
continuous demands the unhappy Fedor
was obliged to part with the few articles
of iewelry in the possession of the family.
He sold his two horses, his pigs, and on
the morning this story-this very little
storY-opens, the poor wretch had sold his
remaining cow and calf, which had been
driven off to the market at Torjok.
Three hours afterward, just about noon,
cavalcaGe OF horses and carriages, es-
corred by pulk of Cossacks, their lances
glittering IN the noontide sun, came
pounding-if body may use so sporting
an xpression-through the village street,
and drew up with tremendous CHATTER be-
fore the door of The Three Golden Angels
Cossaeks dismounted; couriers, aids-de-
camp, orderlies hurried to and fro, and
amidst Gathering of s2bers and blinking Of
spurs, a tall, almost colossal figure, IN q
long, gray eat-coat, and wearing he'll
met surmounted by golden spike,
alighted from a travelling carriage and
stalked into the inn, followed by great
crowd of officers in splendid uniforms, and
all bare headed. 1t was his Imperial Ma
jesty Nicolai Alexandrovich, Gar of all
the Russias, King of Poland and Grand
Duke of Courlaud and Lithuania 1t had
happened that the Gar felt hungry at an
unusually early hour, and that his auto
cratic will was to breakfast at Ostashkayo
instead of Torjok, where the Imperial re-
past had been ordered by couriers IN ad-
vance.
The miserable Fedor Fedorovich felt as
man might be expected to feel who was
going to be hanged when General Count
COatov, amicably Selling him by the col
lar, informed him that he was about to APP
pear in the Emperor's presence. Of course
Fedor went on his knees, and thus awaited
the Imperial orders.
''Is this the man of the house?" asked
the Car, speaking at Fedor, but not look
ing at him. ct is, your Majesty, re-
piled the general aid. de-camp, still re-
tanning his hold on the inn keepers collar,
and giving him an amicable little shake, as
il he had BEEN 4 dog. Tell him." re-
Piled the Autocrat, 'to prepare breakfast
for myself and suite-eight persons-and
10 provide suitable refreshment for the rest
OF my followers, and forage for the horses.
As regards breakfast-omelette there's no
fish, | suppose y and veal outlets for eight;
breakfast 10 be served at / o'clock. Gen
eral, take my stop watch, and see that
strict military time IS adhered to. Let
him BECOME, Thus spoke the terrible
Nicholas whose word was law.
The general aid de camp courteously con-
Quoted Fedor Fedorovich downstairs, even
TO the threshold of the kitchen. He had
relaxed his hold on his collar, and held HIM
quite in : caressing manner by the lett ear
Son of NANCY cur, he smilingly OBJ
served, "yeu'ye plenty of time to cook
succulent breakfast; his Imperial Majesty
is particularly fond OF veal outlets
But, gasped the unfortunate innkeeper
" there's not so much as a bit of veal IN
the whole village; the last calf we pos
sessed was driven off to Torjok this morn
ing 90 You'll particularly see to the egg
and bread-crumbing Of the outlet pur-
sued Count Coatog. - Bat there's no
veal, whined Fedor Fedorovich. Z" Let
there be piquant sauce to the outlet,
continued the implacable aid de-camp.
But, oh dear Oh dear | can't get any
veal, sObbed Fcdor, fairly breaking down.
And serve lemon cut IN slices with the
veal outlets" went on the inexorable
and de camp and let it be very fresh
veal. Fedor Fedorovich sank on his
knees :" Mercy, mercy = he cried, claspIng
his hands in supplication Tor the love
of The Three Golden Angels of Kiev,
mercy Oh, little father, take mutton,
beef, pork II can get some at the straosta's,
he said to himsel0. Oh, spare me the
veal for veal have none" &" Omelets
and veal outlets for eight, replied the i'm.
perturable aid-de-camp, "at l o'clock to
the minute by his Imperial Maiesty's stop
watch. which he held in his hand Five
minutes late, one hundred blows OF the
stick ten minutes late, two hundred /;
failure in any essential particular, especially
as regards the veal outlets, the knout,
branding on both checks, Sitting Of the
no. rils, and immediate deportation to the
mines of Siberia, there to be chained to
wheelbarrow for tie term OF your natural
life and let the veal be very tender. So
greeting the kneeling Fedor with friendly
kick, the general aid de camp strolled
away to smoke cigar till breakfast should
be ready.
must draw veil over Fedor's feelings !;
/ must not say what he thought can
only briefly narrate what he did. At |
o'clock precisely, military time by the En-
peror's stop watch, breakfast was served.
0melets, dish of cucumbers, some small
birds, iillet, some sound Crimean white
wine, and his Imperial Majesty declared
that the outlets, with piquant sauce, were
the best he had ever tasted since he had
dismissed Boustifaiile, the French cook at
the Winter Palace, for drinking too much
dry Heidsick in the forenoon. ''These cut
lets, said the Car, are fully equal to
the proudest achievements in veal of Bous-
tifaille, and have great mind TO send the
landlord of the inn to the White Palace at
Moscow, and appoint him one of my assist
ant chefs. Let him be sent for that may
reward him"
Once more in the most amicable manner
Fedor Fedoroyich was cond ucted by the