The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-11-20

his boots.
Telzel departed for Zachiverslz bearing
| with him all the hopes of the fugitiYes. On
| his return depended the success of the es.
cape which had already presented SO many
| difficulties.
Yegor accompanied the native as far as
| the border of the torrent, which had hol.
| lowed out for itself at the extremity of the
valley. a tortuous bed through the thiczets
thorns, and stones. He made with his
Ratchet, which he now constantly C, rried
together with his carabine and two reyol-
vers, few notches on the poplars on the
verge of the stream
saThey will enable you" said he to the
native, Ito tell where you are. The torrent
will be frozen in two weeks Call out and
we will answer"
''In two weeks shall be back" said Te-
KEEL, and crossing the torrent by leaping
from stone to stone, he waved his hand to
Yegor in token of farewell and vanished in
the forest
The exile returned towards the camp; his
dog preceded him, running among the bushes
and jOyously wagging its tail.
Suddenly the animal stopped, as if it had
seen or heard something
Yegor stopped ALSO and, grasping his
Ratchet in both hands, stood motionless.
Around him nothing stirred there was not
sound, not even the cry of a bird.
The dog disappeared in a tangled thicket:
it soon returned barking as if to summon
help, and, by its agitation and excited
movements, seemed to invite it's master to
follow it.
The latter penetrated into vast labyrinth
of briars which, in spots, INSTRUCTED, invad-
ed and filed the forest. More than once he
was obliged to get down on the ground and
crawl like wild beast, in order to pass be-
meath the myrtle bushes with tart berries
which formed arches of dark verdure, inter
lacing and twisting their branches.
He reached place where thin and flexible
reeds resembling huge arrows betrayed the
presence of pond or stream,
1t was pool fed by hidden spring, ir
which grew an abundance of aquatic grass
and plants.
The dog at one bound sprang behind a
clump of eglantines and gooseberry bushes.
which shut off the view of the pond from
the right and gave bark to whicha human
voice responded.
Yegor gave a start. Then, advancing
with the circumspection of a Redskin on the
warpath, he made turn and, still hidden
from sight, reached the edge of the pool.
Monsieur Lafieur! how in the world came
you here?" cried he, as he recognized his
friend and ran to his assistance.
The dancing master, mired to the waistin
the mad, was struggling to get out and
clinging to root that he might not sink
deeper.
''Yegor!" calculated the Partisan. "Ah
true; was waiting for you-with philoso
ply and patience, for, in this land of Cos.
sacks and wolves, one learns to be patient
without reading the works of the philOso-
phers!"
''How did you get here?"
''I was herborizing From plant to plant
came like the butterfly to the edge of this
treacherous pond. I wished to Gull stalk
of this morochka T1tbus cha mldmor1ts, as we
call it in the language of science (M. LAT
leur had made his debut, when twenty
years of age, in an herb shop kept by one
of his uncles at Chateau hierry.) I slip
ped, and that explains how, in my turn,
became one of the adornments of this poolP
Yegor grasped M Lafeur in his arms.
and succeeded in extricating him from his
disagreeable situation.
claimed the dancing-master, on finding him
self extended upon the grass deprived ever
of his stockings, which had not seen fit tc
abandon his light shoes-for, in order to es-
cape suspicion, the dancing master had quit
ted Yakoutsk wearing his pumps, as if going
on one of his usual musical, commercial and
curiosity hunting excursions.
"Ah my dear Monsieur Lafeur," said
Yegor, ''it is but justice that you should pay
slight tribute to this pond; it might have
entirely swallowed you up, but it has re-
stored you almost complete"
stockings knit by the late Madame Laf
leur and pumps I imported from Paris,
from the Rue Richelieu, opposite the Thea
tre-F'rancais!"
"And probably the only pair you have
with you?"
'You are right-my sole, my only pair
of shoes! I shall be compelled to walk
barefooted amid the bushes and briars !"
said M Lafeur, with piteous and terrified
looks.
mo, my friend, no." answered Yegor.
tSYou shall see that mans industry has
established shoe-shops even in the aban-
doned solitudes of the Verkho- Yansk Noun
tains."
And approaching birch tree, he adroitly
cut off long strips of its bark; he twisted
them with much skill into that species of
socks called ''laptis" peculiar to Russian
country districts.
They are not very elegant, 1 admit, said
Yegor handing them to M. Lafeur, sand
you would probably be trife embarrassed
in dancing 'Siberienne in them; but we
are not going to a ball."
''Ah, no! we are not going to a ball !" said
M. Lafleur, looking at his moccasins with 8
droll air.
And he set out with Yegor, who was
eager to regain the encampment where Mad
eye and Ladislas were waiting for him.
10 be continued)