The Dickinson press., 1892-10-01
CHAPTER VIII.
IN TIE nAwN1Na OF THE DAY.

ly SO, troops were mustered in the citadel,
and then sent forth against the rioters,
whose fangs being wetted and their
worst passions aroused, opposed them
selves to the soldiers. Then. with their in
Jewsl" they hurled themselves against the
men, who received them with
fixed bayonets, and in that whirlwind of
wrath many a soul took its fight to the
presence OF the God ofall men-Jew and
Christian, white and black %alike-there to
answer for its deeds. The mob recoiled
all pause or reasoning, they yelled in fury
and poured in a fusillade on the soldiers
with the weapons they had stolen from the
gunsmiths' shops. Many a soldier bit the
dust, and their Notwithstanding now
were ordered to fire a volly, then charge
stubborn and did not yield readily. The
slaughter was great and the streets were
strewn with dead and Redeemed with blood.
Slowly the awful night waned, and as
the cold grey light of the dawning day
crept up from the east it revealed the havoc
that had been wrought. The smok-
ing ruins of the burnt houses; the
Christian and Jew, were heartrending evil
dence Of the furious storm of human
passion that had caused woe and misery.
But in all that scene of death and misery
there was nothing more pathetic than was
to be witnessed in an upper room OF the
halfwrecked house of Aaron Arama. For
some weeks his vile, stricken with q pain
full illness, az aggravated ii not altogether pro-
duced by The arrest and condemnation of
Moshka Umanski, to whom she was greatly
attached, had lain nigh unto death. And
the narrow gap that separated her from
the Great Unknown had been bridged over
l HIrIyNo tho ooYly Vork oF%Hn nkkoo1r - A.
house. So that when Aaron returned to
the chamber where she lay, after he had
given his daughter into the charge of
Alexieff, he found that she had passed into
the shadows from whence nj sound nor
sign reaches us, cry we ever SO loud, or
man it seemed as if his cup of sorrow was
well.nigh full to Overlooking and he bowed
his head over his dead wife so that his
white hair covered her face, thus he pray
ed. "Oh, Great Jehovah, who delivered
Elijah, and whose angel walked with Abed-
nego in the fiery furnace, hear my cry in
this hour o fgreat need and should it seem
fit to Thee in Thy divine wisdom, deliver
Thine unworthy servant from out of his
tribulation. Fol l am very weary, O,
Lord. and the sun OF my life has set. Fain
would l lie o with her who has been to
me a faithful and loving helpmate. Let
me die, let me die, for ! would rest"
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and for hours he sat by the dead woman,
and the firing and cries i'll the streets dis.
turbed him not: The great sorrow that
had come upon him seemed to deaden his
senses to all external sounds.
Soon alter the day had dawned Pete,
!. Alexief appeared upon the scene, accom-
lby his creature Pavloff and q retinue OF
,spies and police. 1t was his duty to in,
quire into the origin of the riot and the
; cause that had led up to the massacre. A,
he saw the blood in the streets, the dead
lstrewn about, and the blackened and still
smoking ruins of the destroyed houses 8
. strange smile passed over his %sardonic face
and turning to Pavloff. he said. '.There ha:
i been hot work, Pavloff."
p Truly SO, your greatness"
And the muir ierer-Aaron Arama- who
t shot the moujik, does he still liye, Pavlof
: or has he escaped?'
II have watched we'll, but have not seer
t him depart" was the creatures answer.
t And his daughter-what OF her, Paw
= Pavloff smiled as he said: "Where tn,
' father is there will be the daughter also
n Aaron's wife was stricken with illness, an,
y will be bound that We. will find them a