Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-07-08
LOVE WALKS ON EGGS.
How Ethclbert and Myrtle Came Near
Blasting Their Sweet Young Lives.
From the Chicago Tribune.
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Ethelbert Mcclure WINGED as Myrtle Hathaway
spoke these words-cruel, bitter words, that
seemed to scar his very soul as he stood there
al the cleaning the time of silence and shad-
Ows. The swallows were twittering among the
leaves in their noisy way, the ice cream lairs
were casting their baleful light across the broad
thOrOughfare from which the rattle the roar and
crash OF life in a great city had but just de-
parted
you cannot mean it, Myrtle, " the young man
says. his voice chOked with emotion. You
surely cannot doubt my word-the word of one
to whom you have plighted your troth and in
whose life your future is bound up
But do mean it, replies the girl, although
God knows my life would be brighter, better,
happier, were it not so. have loved you with
strong, country-butter love that has become a
part of my very existence And it is when
have taught my heart to beat responsive to your
every word, when have come to believe in you
with all the passionate trustfulness of woman s
nature that you come to me. and here, on this
beautiful June evening, when the heavens are
panOplied with stars and the air is balmy with
the perfume of roses, you Say to, me that you
nave never bet on hOrSe-race-yOu tell me this
sOlemnly and earnestly, knowing that INV heart
will not let me Judge harshly any action of
yours. No, Ethelbert, love you with mad
dcnng, NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. t-off- for-cash
trust that is beyond compare, but / cannot let
you abuse that trust. l am but a girl-a sensl-
bang girl bat am not a chumpr-and, stick
ing her chewing gum OH the door post MYRTLE
turned to enter the parlOr.
But l swear it," exclaimed Ethelbert 81
swear to you that would not bet four dollars
against ten that Maud S. could beat three min
utes."
You would not?" asked the girl.
NO" was Ethebert's reply. II would not
bet on anything"
:, Then said the girl, speaking slowly and
the gate. can never place my happiness and
chances for spring bOnnets in the hands of man
who would let as sure thing as that get away"
Story Of Russian Discipline
From LIE Figaro.
One need not be surprised at anything that
happens in Russia. The other evening. while
smoking cigar with one OF my old friends who
has seen, read, and travelled great deal. was
told of an incident that occurred some forty
years ago at Novgorod, quite as sinister as that
which recently occurred at Smargon.
The colonel OF a certain Russian regiment.
ferociously tyrannical, and may say merciless
toward his soldiers, was in the habit CT treating
this human flock like pack of brutes. He dis
clPilned with the knout; sentencing men to
Whipplngs for having one button insufficiently
polished; whipping nOn-commissiOned officer
for one stain on his cloak; striking veterans of
BorodinO in the face for saluting too slowly;
sending poor wretches to Siberia tor giving too
free an answer. In short during the lapse OF
years this colonel had made himself so detested
by his men that he reaped frightful vengeance
from seeds Of hatred he had sOwn.
One morning during parade he suddenly saw
file OIL from the regiment a company of soldiers
bearing instead of muskets, those long rods
which cut deeply into the flesh at every blow.
Nevertheless, he had given no orders! There
was no soldier to chastise.
WHO is that for p he demanded.
A grenader advanced from the ranks and re-
piled with terrible GOODNESS:
"For thee!"
The entire regiment, non-commissioned Off
GERS and soldiers were In the plot. The whole
regiment was present at the terrible spectacle.
The colonel was seized, his uniform torn off, he
was tied down in wheelbarrOw and wheeled
up and down before the ranks of the grenadiers,
armed with rods, all of whom struck and in
suited him.
The officers who attempted to aid their colo
mel We're Immediately seized and bayonets
pointed at their Threats. Some were taken
tempted to take part with them. Then SER
geant still pallid from the effects of his last
whipping with the knout, put his musket to the
soldiers temple and blew his brains out.
And all the regiment saw it's colonel pass
under the rods.
When it was all over they opened kiln-oven
The colonel was flung into it, all bleeding, to-
gether with the officers who had obeyed him.
And when the furnace was well fed the soldiers
heated it slowly, slOwly-until at last that hid
eous, heavy and revolving smell Of burning flesh
arose in the air, which the savages of the Rus
sian frontier Inhaled some days ago at Jewish
cemetery at SmargOn. a.
An imperial courier bore to the Gar the news
OF the mutiny. Nicholas listened became white
but said nothing except to order four batteries
OF artillery to NovgOrod. Ten days after white
haired and gray-mOustached major general &C
companied by single aide-de-camp, knocked at
the door of the barracks which the soldiers had
never left since the murder of their chiefs.
The general gaZed cOldly upon those pale men.
all neatly and faultlessly uniformed, who gave
him the military salute.
Not one reprOach-not one useless word. He
only said to them:
"At o'clock tomorrow morning the regi-
ment will assemble in undress uniform and
without arms at the Tartar camp, upon the
Little Square. Order of the Car"
Not one voce replied. But the next day
upon the narrow square, all In ranks without
arms, In their long gray coats, their sergeants
at their usual posts, all the nrtinous soldiers
were there, in lines regular as If adjusted to a
string, with double line of lance bearing Cos
| sacks before and behind Then all at once from
every far spire, all the great bells began to toll
The COssack hOrsemen withdrew. Only the
unarmed infantry remained upon the square.
with folded arms, waiting. Then there came
long low roll of drums, and with it from all the
avenues leading into the square came volleys
grape like iron-hail.
Then nothing was heard awhile but the thun-
der OF the cannon in that city, otherwise silent
as cemetery, when men, women and children,
kneeling before their holy images, were praying