The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1890-10-01
THE VOLTS FANGS.

the death of our father, when we were
quite children. we two had been brought
npout of charity by a .countryman, who
taught dancing and lived in shabby
London street.
As time went on earned my four
guineas a week as Il yiolinist. but my
brother, Paul Bolskoi, became the dar-
ling of society first. perhaps. because
he had the most beautiful voice in all
the world; next, because he was the
very handsomest man lever saw
sI'ye seen her at last. Louis, said my
brother one night to me; 1.-The woman
I've been longing for and dreaming OF
all my life; and I'm about to become a
teacher of singing" he added. with
laugh You wouldn't wonder. Louis,
If you saw my pupil" and he took from
his pocketbook a photograph. 1t was the
portrait of a woman. a fair woman, with
hard mouth and cruel eyes. She
thanked me for singing for her, and then
she said: Monsieur. / want you to do
me favor want you to give me a
few lessons in singing, | stared at her
| in establishment. All. she said. Mon
sieur Bolskoi, the singing lessons are
only pretext | know your story: !
know that you are of noble blood; /
know that your fathers property and
estates were confiscated long ago. and |
would help you to regain them. Per
haps I'm not altogether disinterested,
she said, and she gave me one look from
those soft. languid eyes OF hers-a look,
| Louis. which sent the blood coursing
through my veins. For love her,
! Louisr he cried
The love Of the princess for my broth
er Paul had become matter of common
talk among our friends by the time that
| Prince Vlastoff had obtained leave to
visit his estate in southern Russia. My
brother Paul was to travel in his suite
and it was arranged that in the winter
when he proceeded to the capital, the
prince should present him TO the car
and use his influence in his favor. They
had been gone month before ! heard
from my brother Paul At length he
wrote as follows:
Il have returned to the barbaric life
and enjoy it. The prince keeps almost
regal state in his great castle Of Sama-
rof enjoy the free, wild life, the nd
ing. driving and the hunting here. and
lam happy. for | am with the woman |
love. The prince is already moving in
our matter. and has no doubt, SO he tells
me, of his ultimate success.
Here the letter was continued in a
shaky. hurried writing, totally unlike
the commencement. which WAS written
In my brothers beautifully clear hand;
'.Louis, a terrible misfortune has hap
pened The princess and were wander
ing in the park q week ago. the very day
when | commenced this letter to you.
when we heard loud shouts and cries.
| Suddenly. from a tangled thicket close
to us. appeared a. wolf. There is nothing
very terrible here in solitary wolf in
summer time. but this was no ordinary
wolf The brute was mad, ii had been
hunted and badly wounded by the hunts
men and torn by dogs; its tongue hung
from it's mouth. and as 1t came toward
us it uttered little yelping barks Save
| me, cried the princess: save me. Pauli'
she shrieked. as she clutched my aru
Her voice attracted the attention Of the
Infatuated beast, and it made for us at
once. Nadia fell faintipg to the ground
As the brute made its spring | clutched
| II by the throat. and we fell to the
ground together got my knee upon
its chest. and tried to choke the life out
OF It. felt its hot breath on my face
and stared with terror at its red eyes
and wondered whether my strength
would hold out. Flyr shrleked to the
| tc.,.I. MoI;a For ths. ioUa
| OF heavenr But she never moved, for
she lay upon the turf in a dead faint,
The struggles Of the wretched animal
| grew weaker and weaker. but never
relaxed my grip upon its throat; and
| slowly-ah, how slowlyl-l strangledI
the beast. choking il to death
Il turned to Nadia. and ] raised her
from the ground. and, pressing impas1
stoned kisses on her lips. ! cried in her
ear. There is no cause for fear. my dar-
| lingf She seemed to wake as from a
dream. the great blue eyes opened and
looked ut me with unutterable love. and
my kisses were returned. You do love
me. Nadiay | cried. and her head still
lay on my chest.
".Love you. Pauly she answered. of
course love you. Need tell you so in
words. PaulY she said. and she looked
around her wildly Let us make the
most of our time. Paul, and again she
kissed me. for the man am betrothed
to will come to claim my hand in one
short month.
Nadia. cried. and you talk Of low
ing ineY
.Mymarriage with the Prince Bakou-
line. she said. is one Of policy. but |
shall always love you. she added, and
then she looked ut me in sudden fear.
Paul. Paul Bolskoi. she said, why do
you look like thatY
Princess Nadia, answered, i never
loved you; loved the woman ! thought
you were
Paul Bolskoi. she said calmly
.you must be mad: the Prince Bakou-
line owes you deep debt OF gratitude.
| and then she rose and turned her back on
me. But let me thank you, M, Bois
koi, she said formally; let me thank
ycg in hia name for saving fav 'ifess, ~
| then she turned as pale as 0eath and
seized my hand. 'Pauli' she shrieked,
as she fell upon her knees at my feet,
Paul. my love. my life. you are wound
ed, and for my worthless saker
ssAnd then saw three bleeding points
upon the bach. OF my hand. Madam
said coldly. sympathy for one below
you in degree is surely misplaced. 4
turned away. Louis. and Ilwalked alone
TO the castle,
4 - -
"The French doctor from Warsaw
gives me every hope; but, Louis. some.
thing tells me that | shall die, and
shall have died In saving the life Of q
woman who Ii worthless