Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-01-11

dty 6k,s aud 4 soseo& r5 q iezs
hldtitjt sid efScklihk pf1& tAe sinpls
stone ke6fth- Al book or the i&y npon lhe
shell II The sa36; sic gl6nb6d tau.ioasly st
gteir titles a. ske passed and nv thst
tEey we're some Of Toargsnieds latsst
novels . paper-coeefed zola ffe4h from
Paris, q Folnmc each OF Tennyson, Brown
ing. Carlysle and SEinburne, 8 DemidoG
an Emile Angler. 3 Revue des Deux Mon
des. and q late number Of an English mag
azine. She valued these thinga at
once for their own sakes, but still more be-
canse she felt instinctively that MAJ had
taken the trouble to get them there for her
beforehand in this remote and unciyilIzed
corner. She turned to the piano; 8 light
piece Of Sullivan lay open before her, and q
number ofairs from Chopin, Schubert and
Meudelssohn were scattered loosely on the
Top, one above the other. Her heart wa
fnll TO utter a word, but she went straight
up to her husband. threw her arms tenderly
srourd his neck, and kissed him with the
utmost fervor. MAJ smoothed her wayy
fair hair gently with his hand, and his
eyes spanked with conscious pleasure as he
reformed her caress and kissed her forehead.
After awhile they went into the next
room TO dinEer-a small hal, somewhat
barbaric in type, but not i'll furnished; and
Olga noticed that the two or three servants
were very fierce and savage looking Buriats
Of the most Tartar type. The dinner was q
plain one, plainly served, of rough country
hospitality; but the appointments were all
European, and, though simple, good and
sufficient MAJ had said so much to her OF
the discomforts of his mountain stronghold
that Olga was quite delighted TO ind things
on the whole so comparatively civilized
clean and European.
A few DAYS s~ojourn in the fort-it was
rather that than o castle or q village
showed Olga pretty clearly what sort Of life
she was henceforth to expec.. her hus,
bands subjects numbered about a hundred
and fifty with as many more women aud
children); they rendered him the most
implicit obedience, and they evidently
looked upon him entirely as a superior being.
They were trained to a military discipline,
and we're regularly drilled every morning
By MAJ IN the queer old semi-Chinese eourt-
ward of the mouldering castle. Olga was 50
accustomed 10 a Russian military regime
that this circumstances never struck her as
bling anything extraordinary; she regarded
il only as a part of the Bsron's ancestral
habits as q practically independent Tartar
cbie(tain.
Week after week rolled away at the fort,
and though Olga had absolutely no one to
whom she could speak but her husband Tor
the Buriats knew no Russian save the word
Of command), she didn'. find the time hang
irg heavily on her hands in the quaint, old
tss hioned village. The walks and rides
about were really delightful; the scenery
vas grand and beautiful to the last degree;
he Chinese locking houses and Tartar
dress were odd and picturesque like a
scene in a theatre. 1t was al so
sbsurdly romantic. After all, Olgo said
20 herself with q smile more than once, II
isn't half bad being married 10 a Tartar
cEieitain up in the border mountains, when
you actually come to try it. Only, she con
IL ssed in her own heart that she would prob
ably always be very glad when the winter
came sgsin, and she got back from these
q. Gus ain solitude. to the congcnial gayety
OF Totolsk or Petersburg.
Aud Maxwell, MAJ loved here distract
eI.y. No husband on earth could possibly
To- c a woman better.
Still, Olga could never understand why
h. sometimes had to leave her for three or
forr days together, and why during his ab.
scnCe. when she was left all alone at night
IA tie SOLITARY fort with those dreadful Bari
ats, they kept watch and ward so carefully
all he time, and seemed so relieved when
MAJ came back again. But whenever she
asked him about il, MAJ only looked grave
aud anxious, and replied with a would-be
careless wave of the hand that part of his
duty was to guard the frontier, and that the
Gar had not conferred a tile and an order
upon him for nothing. Olga felt frightened
ard disqaieted ON all such occasions, but
somehow felt, from Mas manner, that
he must not question him further upon the
matter.
One day, after one of these occasional
excursions, MAJ came back in high spirits,
ard kissed her more tenderly and affection
aisly than ever. After dinner he read to
her out of s book of French poems a grand
piece of Victor HugO's, aud then made her
1T down to the piano and play him his fa-
yorite air from der FreischutZ" twice over.
When she had finished, he leant back in his
chair and murmured gently in French
which they always spoke together-"And
this in the mountains Of Tartsryl One
would say a soiree Of St. Petersburg or Of
Paris"
Olga turned and looked at him softly.
What is the time, dearest Mar she said
with a smile. shall | be able to play you
sill that dance Of PinsuttisT'
MAJ pulled out his watch and answered
quickly, "0nly 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 and
unfamiliar. She glanced at it sideways,
aud noticed hurriedly that MAJ was trying
q replace it uHobseryedly in his waistcoa
pocket. al haven't seen that watch before
>be said suddenly; let me look at it. dear
VIII you?'
MAJ drew it oct and handed it to her
With affected nonchalance; but in the uu-
%t,rcurreut ofhis expression Olga caught a
glimpse Of a hang-dcg look she had never
reiore observed in it. She turned over the
Tstch and looked on the back. TO her im-
r:rse surprise, il bore the i~aitisls. IF. de
\" engraved upon he cover.
These Letters don't belong to you, MAJ"
he said, scanning it curiously.
Niaz moved u~neasily in his chair. mo"
lie answered, mot to me, Olga. Its-lEs
an old family relie-an heirloom, in fact. 1t
belonged to my mothers mother. She was
R-Mdlle. de Eeroaae, ! believe, from Nor.
Than in Brittany"
0lss's eyes looked him through with a
strange, newborn suspicion. What couldit
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