St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1884-04-12
Ayers Cherry Pectoral

under his arm he began to chew it from the
point saluted him and inquired about
his health.
Doubtless he did not recognize me, but he
carried his hand to his cap, while continuing
to bite his carrot.
You did not come to-day to catch some
fish, began, in the hope of bringing my
self to his memory.
"To-day," repeated he, and he began to
muse, while the carrot diminished between
his lips. ''But it Is Cucumber that catches the
fish, And l tool am permitted
certainly, respectable Vassii Fomitch-
no question of that. But aren't you very
hot in the sun, like that2"
The brigadier wore an old and thickly wad
ded dressing gown. Greatly it is warm"
And having at last finished his carrot, he
began to look around him in scared man
ner.
''Will you condescend to enter my apart
ment?'' said he suddenly.
The poor old man had little but this phrase
at his disposal. We went out of the kitchen
garden, but here I stopped involuntarily. An
enormous bull stood between US and the
cottage. With head lowered to the ground,
he rolled his wild, angry eyes, blew with
force through his quivering nostrils, and
piled brusquely one Of his feetin front, cast
ing into the air with his large cloven hoof
handfuls of dust Seeing us he recoiled a
little, struck his TANKS with his tail, obsti-
nately shook his powerful shaggy neck, and
gave out one dull bellows, plaintive and
threatening. I confess was quite discon-
certed. The brigadier advanced with the
greatest phlegm, and having said in tone
of authority.
''What now, lout, ill-bredl' he struck it
with his handkerchief between the horns.
The bull retired still further, then flung him
self on one side and set out at a gallop,
throwing his head from right to left.
she did indeed take Praga," thought l,
following the brigadier into his chamber.
He pulled his cap from his hair in perspi-
ration, gave prolonged ''oufr' and drop
ped on the edge of chair.
81 have come to-day, VassiH Fomitch,"
said !, beginning automatically, ''first for
the pleasure of seeing you; and then, as you
have served under the orders of the great
Survarov, and have taken part in events Of
the highest Importance, l wished to know
-
The brigadier suddenly raised his eyes to
me; strange animation was pictured on
his face. Already expected, if not story
II shall probably soon die, sir, he said in
low voice.
''Why such a suppositiOn.n
The brigadier moved his arms together up
and down as do little children at the breast
''This is why, sir. [ often see in dreams
perhaps you know. Agrafena Ivanovna
the..deceased, may the kingdom of heaven be
hers and 1 can never catch her.
run after her. and Z can never catch her.
But last night 1 saw her. She stood half
turned toward me and smiled ran imme-
diately toward her and l catch her. Then
she turns right round to me and says to me
'Ah, well my little Vassili, then you have
caught me at last.'
"And what do you conclude from that,
Vassli Fomitch?n
''From that conclude, sir, that henceforth
we shall be together. And glory be to God
may venture to add glory be to the Lord
God, the Father, the Son, and the Holy
Ghost'' there the Brigaier began to chant
He began to make hasty signs of the cross
could not draw from him another word
and could only retire.
XIV.
Several years later l again visited my
friends domain. The brigadier had long
CedSeu 10 eAlsL; nc u1eu SOOH al udu
known him. Cucumber was still flourishing.
He conducted me to the tomb of Agrafena
Ivanova. An iron rail surrounded large
slab bearing an epitaph in trifiing and pom
pous words; and there quite near. as it were
at the foot of the deceased was little mound
surm ounted by wooden cross already de-
caying, and bearing the inscription, ''The
servant Of God, VassiH Gousskof, brigadier
and cheYalier rests beneath,' His remains