The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1892-09-01
CHAPTER VI.
ARAMA's VENGEANCE.

Count Nicholas Suvorof was in high IA
vor with the Car, for he was a powerful
noble. and q NIT mber of one of the oldest
sections OF the Russian nobility. Peter
Alexietf was in high favor with the Count
for he was servile flatterer and as potter's
clay in the Counts hands. Count Nicholas
Suvorof had been instrumental in getting
seycrer, harsher, and more pitilcss law
framed against the Jews residing in the
Cars dominions, ard these laws were
carried out with answering fidelity by
Peter Alexietf in the name OF God and the
Gar"
Alter that stormy interview between
father and son many days were scored off
the calender, and then, full of a great
concern, Peter Alexieff went to his master,
the Count, and made known to him that
his heart was sore and his pride outraged
by his unworthy son, who-as reported to
him by his faithful creature, PavloT-was
still secretly goingto Aaron Aramas house,
in order that he might be with Rachel.
"This accused Jewess has bewitched
my son. Count" said Peter. "Iike Deli
lab. the shame-face woman of DID, who
took away Samson's strength and enslaved
him; so has this shameless unbelieyer en-
shaved Ivan"
"And are you so powerless, Peter Alex
ieff--Chief of the Poliee--,hat you cannot
stop the evil practices of this Jewish
witch?" asked the Count, with an ironical
smile
MY son delies me-"
because the witch bewitches him never
so WELL" 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 in
fluence!"
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 81 oke cautiously.
''Since to you, all-wise Count, / have
ever looked for guidance, give me pray
you, sign i'll this matter"
The Count turned round sharply and
faced him.
you were not wont to be so dull witted,
Peter Were l ruler of this great realm
never Jew should find a footing in it.
And were Chief of the Police of this
magnificent city, which CLEANS like dia-
dem on Neyas brow, the unbeliever should
nor pollute it,"
'But, Count, am not Dictator"
"But, Peter Alexief you are Chief of the
POLICE"
True, oh mightiness, thanks to
your generosity and great influence; and
You can harry them" remarked. the
Count, slowly, and laying stress upon the
words.
How"
Howl Gods goodness Peter, your ac-
cession to power has surely blunted your
senses. Sweep them out of the ethyl Is
that plain enougt foryoup"
''But the little Father would hardly toll
crate that"
Set the mob against them. The mob is
like bloodhound held in leash. Give it
blood to smell. then slip the leash, and see
what the brute will do"
A strange smile came into AlexiefFs
face at these words. He nn-
derstood now and acknowledged
that his understanding was awaken
ed by bowling to the Count, and in little
while he vent his way.
The dark hint thrown ont by the Count
was butt reflex oil the thoughts that had
over and over again passed through Alex
ieff's mind; though he had deemed 1t dip
lomatic to appear little obtuse while in
his patrons presence. He knew that he
had many enemies, for lie had been raised
to power over the heads of others who had