The Daily bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Hawaii]) 1882-1895, 1891-01-06

"And then saw three bleeding points
upon the back of my hand. Madam,
said coldly, sympathy for one below
you in degree is surely misplaced. |
turned away, Louis. and walked alone
to the castle
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 II
woman who is worthless
Louis. there il great news for you,
my brother: the ear is willing to let
bygones be bygones: our rank and our
property are to be restored Prince
Vlastoff only today handed me the re-
script from his imperial master Count
Bolskoi. he said, as he pressed my hand,
don't speak to me Of gratitude; shall
ever be your debtor.
''The French doctor has come again.
My brother, there is no hope. and l must
die 1t may be question Of days or
hours only Already | swallow with
the greatest difficulty.
PRAY, Louis, pray for the soul of one
who longs for death
"Your unhappy brother, PAUL
There were two other letters-one
from Prince Vlastoff, another from the
French doctor. They gave NE the dread
full details of my brothers death. He
died. as he had predicted, after fearful
sufferings from the mania Of hydro
phobia
have visited my brothers grave. !
have seen the place where my brothers
life was sacrificed for the Princess
Bakouline-for she became the Princess
Bakouline OF course And then | went
to St. Petersburg to thank my imperial
master for his clemency, and stayed
with Prince Vlastotf. One night, as ]
was talking with my host, he said to me
You've never been in this room before,
| think I he very rug your feet are
resting on is the skin of the wolf that
killed your brother. The head is won
derfully life like" he said.
Yes, there was the head with glaring
eyes of glass, the mouth wide open, the
lips retracted, showing double range OF
fierce and cruel fangs
sit makes me shudder when | look
upon ii. :" said Prince Vlastoff; "but it's
a work of art all the same" he added
with little laugh
Presently he left me, and l sat by the
fire in Il half doze and thought of my
brother and his miserable death. 1t was
close on midnight.
The door was suddenly thrown open
and tall woman in evening dress, muf-
fed in an opera cloak, rushed into the
room, locked the door behind her and
flung the cloak from her shoulders. On
her pale cheek there was a great red
mark When she saw me she fell upon
her knees
'Paul!"-she cried in Mortified ac-
cents--"Paul Bolskoi, have you come
back from the grave to haunt me?"
As stared at her in astonishment ]
recognized my brothers evil genius in
the beautiful creature who knelt before
me, looking into my face with frighten
ed eyes
MADAM" said coldly. 81 am Louis
Bolskoi."
And then she rose. You are very
like him." she said mechanically, and
she sat down in the chair opposite me
and stared at the ghastly, grinning mask
of the dead wolf. and as she looked she
shuddered.
"Your brother saved my life, Count
Bolskoi." she said, with groan.
bowed, but did not answer her.
"Your brothers was dreadful death, >
she went on, land sat by his bedside
and listened to his last rawlings. He
prayed in his wild delirium that might
never know happiness in this world.
sacrificed your brothers love to vain
ambition, and sold myself to Prince
Bakouline. Tonight he struck me-you
see the mark upon my face-and leave
him forever Just before your brothers
death. when his failing voice had sunk
to whisper, he opened his eyes and
seemed to recognize me. Nadia, he
said. you will repent; and when you
have repented you will see me once
again, and shall summon you to meet
your God. He never spoke again, Count
Bolskoi. | have repented, God knows
how bitterly, and when saw you sitting
there thought that Paul had come
from the land beyond the grave to drag
me to the Judgment seat Of heaven.
Count Bolskoi" she said bitterly, 'Ilong
for death"
She never looked at me, but stared at
the VOLTS face upon the floor. and me,
chanically she placed her tiny foot be
tween the double row of white and glis-
tening teeth
There was furious knock at the door
| The Princess Nadia started to her feet
and as she did SO she gave little scream
of pain. and saw small spot of blood
on her satin foot covering. The dool
was shaken furiously; the lock gave
way, and man broke in and hurled flu
rious words at the beautiful woman, whC
| stood confronting him, pale and silent
! He spoke in Russian, and then he turned
/ to ME.
You are the Count Bolskoi, sir" ht
said, why do find you closeted herr
with my wifey" he cried, and he glaret
at me with furious eyes, infamed with
drink and Jealousy Il am the Primes
Bakouline, SIR" he said more calmly
"the husband of this--this woman"
"And am her fathers guest. said
land do not handy words with drunkeI
| MON NJ rni1nirht Rut Prince BakOu
line, you are a coward. Have the good
ness to leave this house"
And then he turned and left the room
without word. Next day we met
some dozen versts from Petersburg
Prince ValstoR was my second, and
shot the Princess Nadia's husband deaC