The Dickinson press., 1892-11-19
OF this ,il.conai,ionea man with a heavy

OF this iil-conaitioned man viii, q heavy
and sore heart, while with a sense of lone.
illness and desolation she set her face once
more 10 the east.
throwing Oh ali reserve and displavi.. <
self assurance. For on herself She must
depend; she could eNpar' no help no
encouragement from anyone She was The
daughter OF Il convict. 1t mattered not
that her iather was - wronged and per-
secuted man. That WA, never taken into
consideration. He was an exile. There
fore by the incxorahle logic of the official
mind. he was criminal, lie and those be.
belonging to him We're deserving OF no
sympathy, no inaulgencc. And SO Rachel
bein, the daughter ofa convict and being
so described m her passport, could eSners
nothing bnt consnmely and scorn. But
she hardened herSel against it, aud the
srrinys her tears dried up.
From Perm her Journey: forward o. far
as Ekaterinburgh was by raii. which carried
her over the Ural Mountains
TO their eastern slope AT this
p.,' point o, the tsv sral,, raj! ends p h and hence
by post horses along the great Siberian
road. which extends 1or ncnriy four thou.
sand miles. Ii ives journey that might
we'll ave appalled, II woman who was nc
tuatrd by q less powerful motive than that
whicl, stirred Rachel. But she shrank not
uoui iaS2 taSh, hiiN Sooii SUE WIS
as fast US horses would take her towards tho
Siberian Sterpes.
She passed The famous boundary post-.-
the square, stone-built pillar-which marks
the rontier line OF Siberia. This post has
witnessed for ages the heartreMainS scenes
that take place when the stcrnly-guarded
exile parties re ,ch it as they travel east.
Heretl,ey aIea!lowed tohalt io- abriet s,ace.
and then there are wringins of hands, and
weeping and wailing as the unhappy con-
victs bid farewell to the land of their birth,
the land they have loved i'll spite o its
And often with frantic sobs the poor people
kiss and embrace the cold stones of the
pillar, until the order is given to 'all in.
and with many backward glance and
sigh of sorrow they march away to misery.
suffering aud death.
so, have have edonecontinuedh her Journey by
the lonely northern route that would have
carried her over the we rd, desolate wastes
OF the tundras, which are swept by the pitt
less Arctic blasts. and frozen into world of
white death by the intense cold. In these
wild and pitiless regions. almost CT tirely
deserted alike by man and beast. she would
molestation. But as one travelling on
sutferance rs the daughter of convict, she
was compelled by the law to keep main
exile road. Therefore she Ii d TO alterna.
tive and SO forth she went but little
while before reaching the town OF Tium-n
she was seized with sudden illness. and
was compelled to seek shelter and care in q
Lonely village. For several days she lay
in state bordering on uncon-
sciousness. But at last she began
to recover only to find That she had been
robbed OF nearly all her money. 1t was an
aw III blow.
To travel alone and travel quickly money
was Imperative, and without money there
was but one alternative, and that was to
seek pcrniss: on to go forward with an exile
party; though that .necessitated prison iare;
prison regulations and conforming to all