The Dickinson press., 1892-09-24

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Alcxieff was in high favor with the Count
for he WAS a %servile ~t1a,,crcr and as potter
clay in the Counts hands. Count Nichola
Suvorofh had been instrumental in gettinI
%severer, harsller, and more pitiless Ia,
framed against the Jews residing i'll tn
Cars dominions, and these laws wer
carried out with answering fidelity b,
Peter AlcXie1fi in the nance OF "God and til,
Car"
Alter that stormy interview betweel
father and son many days were scored OF
the calender, and then, full of a gIea
concern. Peter Alexicff went to his master
the Count, and made known to him tina
his heart was sore and his pride OUTRAGED
by his unworthy son, who-as reported tt
still secretly goingto Aaron Arama's house
in order that lie might be with Rachel.
This accursed Jewess has bewitchet
my son. Count" said Peter. Like Deli.
lnll. the shame face woman OF old, who
took AWAY Samson's strength and c~nslaveG
him; SO has this shameless unbelicver ell
shaved Ivan"
ietf-Chief ofthe Police-,hat you cannot
stop the evil practices of this Jewish
witch?" asked the Count, with an ironical
smile.
"My son dcties me-"
Because the witch bewitches him never
so WE'LL" returned the count. And yet
mayhap if the charm were destroyed your
SON would be restored to his senses, and
once more become amenable to your i'll
1uence!"
Peter looked at his patron, and his
patron seemed absorbed in the contempla.
ton of an ikon that hung on the wall. And
presently Peter SPOKE cautiously.
"Since to you, all-wise Count, l have
ever looked Tor guidance, give ME 1 pray
The Count turned round sharply and
faced him.
"You were not wont to be so dull witted,
Peter. Were / ruler of this great realm
never u Jew should find a footing in it.
And were l Chief of the Police of this
magnificent city, which gleamslike a dia-
dem OH Neva's brow, the unbeliever should
nor polfute it,"
"But, Count, l am not Dictator"
"But, Peter Alexietf you are Chief of the
Police"
"True, oh mightiness, thanks to
your generosity and great influence; and
yet l cannot expel these Jews"
"You can harry Them" remarked the
Count, slowly, and laying stress upon the
words.
"How?"
GLOW! Gods goodness, Peter, your &C
cession to power has surely blunted your
senses. Sweep them out of the city! Is
that plain enougi, toryou'"
"But the little Father would hardly toll
crate that"
set the mob against them. The mob is
like a bloodhound held in leash. Give it
blood to smell, then slip the leash, and see
what the brute will do.h
A strange smile came into Alexiefs
face at these words. He un-
derstood now, and Acknowledged
kL-A Ls- nIork,s ,",, ,,l-
cd by bowling to the Count, and in q little
while lie went his way.
The dark hint thrown out by the Count
was but d reflex OF the thoughts that had
oyer end over again passed through AJex.
iAn-a mind: though he had 6eeIleI Is .1ip-
iomatic to appear a little obtuse while in
his patrons presence. He knew that he
had many enemies. for he had been raised
to power over the heads Of Others who had
had been the jealousy and discomfort that
this fact had given rise to. Now, Peter
was far too diplomatic to be indifferent to
this jealousy, and he was we'll aware that
his enemies watched him with a fierce
thirsting for the plums of office,
and that any false step. any error
ofjudgment on his part, would be hailed
with delight, and he might suddenly find
himself. deposcd. Therefore it behooved
1900 y ~ AA oA AAo oSAAiSoi
But that he knew his patrons mind,
he ielt free to act. though he was too eau.
tious to do anything precipitate. The fit:
ting opportunity must arise, and till it did
he could wait.
AT last fate and chance played strangely
into his hands.
1t ie.l out that ere a moon had run it.
course from that day when he waited up
OH the Count, u Christian and q Jew quar-.
relied in the Apraxindvor, which is the
b%ric-a-brac and curiosity bazaar of St
Petersburg. The quarrel was over SOM
trading matter, and the Christian accused
the Jew of having been guilty of SHARP
practice. The Jew resented this, and there
were high words, and hot blood was ell
gendercd. Ultimately the Christian knock
ed the Jew down. Stirred by uncontroll
able rage, theman sprang up, and, drawing
q knife upon his assailant, he stabbed
him to the heart. Then did the Christian.
OF the bazaar fall upon the Jew and beat hin
until he was left for dead.
This incident caused intense excitement
and Peter Alexietf saw his chance. So tina
the next day Pavloff-who was not known
to be Peter Alexietf's spy went into tn,
neglected their respective business to tall
OF the murder of the Christian, and tn
feeling that was manifested against til,
Jews was intense. Pavlotf Joined in tn
gossip, and at last harangued the crowd.
How long" he asked. ''are we to beal
the infi:ction of these unbelievers, who tax
from US our trade, who push us from al
again, how long shall these things be?"
1--WE are fools to put up with it," criet
many voices.
Then from the other edge of the crowd
man with a strident voice EXCLAIMED
"If you be not slaves and towards, ex
terminate these accursed Hebrewsl"
The MAJ with the strident voice wa
named Samuel ~Skavronsky. He was
moujik who had come in from one of til
n%eighboring provinces do search for wor
In the city, and he was the same man VIII
had assaulted Aaron Arama in the Gostin
noi-dver.
You speak well, comrade and friend.
answered Pavlotf; land unless we be COW
ards and slaves We shall not rest quietl
by these intruders. But who dares t
rise un and say We are either towards Q
slaves"
AYE. Who? Who?':: shouted the PEE
Not sh yoS, friend" continued paylot
addressing him ofthe strident voice.
by the Little Father OH the great thron
of Russia, no." returned Skavronsky. q
hate these Jews as my blessed father an
Ai'SAC bCiO1 III ulN. ALI i less IuAl LII
father and mother that l should love tt
Jews?"
what is your name, comrade?" aske
Pav,otf.
"One that l blush not to own, though
be but mojik. 1t is Samuel Skavronsky
II give you greeting, Samuel Skavron
ky" said the spy of the Chief Of the Polio
"Ifyou honor the memory of your faith,
and mother you will continue to hate IL
Jews"
"l!ste them! Have you no strong
Wori than that? Hate them! 'Fo
Heaven. 1 FEEL as IT ! comd not breatl
when one is near me-"
"Many of us feel like that" remafkt
the crafty Pavloff, "and yet we see o,
countrymen murdered. and are afraid
rise in our might and have blood 4
blood" This told as he intended it shou
tell. and Skavronsky, who was dreamil
o. til repu ed wealth of the Jews quartz
answered him with a growl:-
"Sprak Tor yourself friend. I am n
afraid, and if q dozen trusty fellows W
follow me there will be great work do
ere the night Closes"
This wa greeted with q great shout fro