The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-11-29

signs What terribly bad luck we
have. Get down quietlyI want to
kill the horse"
"Why should you kill itq'' asked,
wopderingly, at tho same time dis
mounting.
Because he is still young. and sup
posing he were to neigh. why. we
should be lost" he explained, while he
helped me to get down
.'Who knows? They mays not be
Turks after all" said trying. to reas-
sure myself
'Ged grant it, only / fear am right
At this jurcture loud neighinG was
heard coming from the direction where
we had seen the fire. The Cossack
sprang like cat at the throat of his
steed. but just as he was going to cut it
the brute whinnied loudly and merrily
in answer. l sank down on the turf
helpless, while the Cossack remained
standing. with his hand raised - if he
had been turned to stone.
He has ruined as. confound the
BRUTE" Kissed he, angrily. between his
teeth.
What shall we do now?" asked L
He thought for second. and then
said-speaking quickly. likes one who
has no time to lose:
Listen to me. We shall be discov-
cred all the same whether they are
friends or foes. I have sinned and
must answer for my sin. Why should
we both perish if God will save YOU
You hide here among the bushes and
keep perfectly quiet. while go straight
up to them with my horse. If they are
friends we shall come back for you, but
if they are foes-why. then, pray for
my soul, for am dead man"
''But couldn't we escape together?"
"Escape-where to, pray? They are
going to surround us presently. 1 can
see them stirring already. If they see
me alone with my horse they will never
search for you. shall tell them that
am all alone. You wait here, and when
all is quiet creep back as far rs you can
go-they are coming up-there they are
we have stumbled on an outpost
Listeny' He quickly drew from his
pocket and handed to me several gold
pieces. 81 found this money on him
Do with it what you like. / must tell
you the whole truth. He was alive
wounded, but still alive. He struggled
desperately, and that was how lost
my bearings; not when / found you.
Pray for me, won't you? Farewell.
carinc! My name is Nicodyme. The
Lord grant that you may safely get
away from here. while suffer for my
sin. Try to find my regiment and tell
the men it is the" But he could not
go on, for the enemy was coming down
quickly upon us, and after repeating
once more in whisper: pray for Mic
odyme." he took his horse by the bride
and went boldly up to meet the men on
horseback who were drawing near.
heard loud cali-but it was in
strange tongue-not in Russian. We
had evidently. been surrounded, for
saw soon after two soldiers on horse
back riding past me in the direction of
the fire.
After waiting for long while 1
crept back, straining the littlestrength
1 had left to get as far as possible,
but do not know how far succeeded.
Two weeks later I awoke to con-
sciousness in the hospital. where I
learnt that had been picked up the
next day by our battalion, which hav-
ing been joined by fresh forces on that
fearful night drove the enemy back
into the depths of Turkey.
In two months / was once more 1T
home il Russia, in the bosom of my
family. The gold pieces which ] had
from the Cossack were duly
handed over by me TO the fund for
soldiers widows and orphans, and my
dear mother still prays for he soul of
Nicodyme, the servant of God, al
though we do not know what may
nave been his fate.
Where are you now. my Cossack? If
you are still alive, answer me