New-York tribune., 1885-01-04

Olga DaviloH-s wedding was one of the most
brilliant social successes of that Tobolsk season.
Dayidoff teye surpassed himself in the costliness or
his exO.cs the magniicence OF his presents, the
reckless abundance of his Veuve ClicQuot. Madame
Dayidoif successfully caught the Governor ana tne
General, and the English traveller from lndia V'a
he was handsome in his half Russian, half Tartar
uniform and hls Oriental display OF pearls ana dia-
monds Olga herself was the prettest I ana mOSe TOS
lish grl, fresh from the propretles Oh ne Liuieis
at Capham among all that curious mixed l;c c8sino
politan society of semi-cvized Siberians, CathOhc
Poles and Orthodox Russians
AS soon as the wedding was fairly over, the bride
and bridegroom started of by toross TO make their
way across the southern plateau to the Baron
village. -, A.. o,a;,u
tour. in iOltng carriage over siberian roaus resi-
ing ut wayside posting -hcuses, bad enough while
they were still the main line OF the Imperial
mails but degeneratinp into true Central ASIAN
track into the wild neighborhoOd of the Baron's
village Nevertheless Olga Davidoh bore up against
the troubles aud discomforts OF the Journey wllh
brave heart, for not the Baron always by her
side; and who could be kinder or gentler, or more
thoughtful than hcr Burlat husband Yes, It was
Mountains of the Chinese and Tibetan frontier but
Olga felt at home at last when after three weeks Oh
ncessant ioting, they arrived at the Buriat noun
tain stronghold under cover of the night and MAJ
led her straghtway to her own pretty little Eu
ropean boudcir which he had prepared for her be-
forehand at immense expense and trouble Ill MS up
The moment they entered Olga saw pretty little
room, papered and carpeted in English fashion,
with small piano over in the corner, lamp onih
ing brightly on the tiny side-table, and roaring
fire of logs blazing and cracking upon the simple
stone hearth. A book or two lay upon the she'll az
the sde she glanced casually at tner 'es ~ as se
fTom 1S% Paris s tonme each Of ennyscn. Browning
Carlyle and Swnbnrne, Demldof, an Emile
Angler a Rsrue des Deur Mondes, and q late number
of an English magazine. She valned these things at
once for their own sakss. but still more because she
felt jnstnctivey that Niaz had taken the trouble TO
get them there for her beforehand in this remote
and uncivized corner. She turned to the piano
light piece by Sullivan lay open before hsr and
sohn were scattered loosely the top one above the
other. Her heart was too full to utter word, but
she went straight up to her husband, threw he[
arms tenderly around his neck. and kissed him with
the utmost fervor MAJ smo0thed her wavy fair
hair gently with his hand, and his eyes sparkled
with conscious pleasure as he returned her caress
and kissed her forehead.
After a while they went into the next room to
dinner-a small hall, somewhat bar6aric in type. but
not ill-furnished and Olga noticed that the two or
three servants were very fierce and savagc-looking
Buriats of the most pronounced Tartar type. The
dinner was plain one, plainly served. OF rough
country hospitality but the appointments we're all
European, and though simple. good and sufficient:
MAJ had said much 10 her OF the disconiorts OF
his mountain stronghold that Olga was quite de-
lighted tC find things OH the whole so comparatively
civilized. clean and European. .
A few days sojourn in the fort-it was rather
that than a castle yiilage-showed Olga pretty
clearly what sort of life she was henceforth TO ex
pect, Her husbands subjects numbered about q
hundred and fifty with as many more women and
cbildren); they rendered hlm the most implicit
obedience. and they evidently looked upon him
entirely as superior being. They were trained to
O military discipline and regularly drilled every
morning BY MAJ in the queer old Isemi-C Chinese
courtyard of the Wondering castle. Olga was 80
accustomed to Russian military regime that this
circumstances never struck her as being anything
extraordinary she regarded it only as part OF the
Barons ancestral habits as u practically indepen-
dent Tartar chieitain.
though Olga had absolutely no one to whom she
could speak except her own husband (for the
Buriats knew no Russian save tne wora OF cpln Pm
hands in the quaint old-fashOned village. The
walks and rides about were really delightful; the
scenery was grand and beautiful to the last degree
the Chinese-iooKin houses and Tartar dress were
odd and picturesque like scene III q theatre. IL
was all so absurdly romantic. After all. olga shi':
to herself with "a smile more than once, II sn bali
bad being married 10 Tartar chleitain M IN the
border mountains, when you act Ially come to tIy
it. Only. she confessed in her own heart that she
would probably always he very gIad when the
winter came again, and she got back from these
mountain solitu les TO the c0ngenlal gayety OF To-
And MAJ well. Niaz loved her distractedly No
husband on earth could possibly love woman
better.
Still Olga could never understand why he some
times had to leave her for three or fonr days to-
pether and why during his absence. when she was
left all alone at light III the solitary fort with those
dreadful Buriats they kept watch and ward 20 care
fully all the time. AMI seemed relieved whon MAJ
came back again. But whenever she asked him
abont it, MAJ only looked grave and anxious, and
replied with wOuld-be careless wave of the hand
that part OF his duty to guard tho frontier and
that the Car had not conferred title and order
upon him for nothing. Olga felt frightened and
dsqueted on all such occasions. but somehow felt,
from Niaz's manner that she must not question HIM
further upon the matter
One day. after one of these occasional excursions.
Niaz came back in high spirits. and kissed her more
tenderly and ahectlOnately than ever. After
dinner he read to her out of book OF French poems
"a grand piece of Victor llugo's. and tlen made her
sit down TO the piano and play him his favOrlte nil
finished, ne leant back in his chair and murnurcd
gently in French (which they always spoke to
gether), "And this is in tho mountains of Tararyi
One would say sorec OF st Petersburg or of
Paris"
Olga turned and looked at him softly. "What is
the time, dearest Niap she sad with "a smile.
" Shall be able to play You still that dance Of
PmsuttisT
Niaz pulled ont his watch and answered quickly.
"Only 10 o'clock, darling You have plenty OF time
still"
Something in the look of the watch he held in his
hand struck Olga as queer aud unfamiliar. She
glanced at il Sideways and noticed hurredly that
Niaz was trying TO replace 10 un0bseryed In his
waistcOat pocket. a haven't seen that watch be-
fore" she said suddenly " let look at it, dear,