Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1893-09-08
HOW ALEXANDER DIED.
True story of the killing of the Cza


true details of the as: assination OF
Alexander H., of Russia, has been
recently published in Europe by Mix
CLAUS Notowich. The title OF the
pamphlet is "Czar Alexander Ill.
and His Encourage" The part of it
relating to the tragedy of March 1,
1881, tells the following story:
In the last days Of February. 1881,
St Petersburg was in fever of un.
rest. The people talked and acted
as il calamity pervaded the air. On
February % there was a family din
ner at the imperial palace. During
the conversation the Gar became ir-
ritated by frivolous remark by one
Of the grand dukes, and reproved him
openly. AS the present Car made
some excuse for the embarrassed
young man, Alexander II. COM
maIded:
'Silence! Nobody asked for your
opinion. You would do better to oc.
cupy your mind with affairs of state.
Tomorrow you may reign"
After the dinner Count Loris-Mili-
koIf appeared and re luested Princess
Juriewski to persuade the Gar not
to attend a certain military parade
on the following day. but to defer the
review in Difference to the impression
that on March an attempt would be
made upon his life. A little later
the Gar Informed the Grand Duchess
Alexandra Josephowna that he would
not attend the parade.
'Loris has condemned me to I'M
pgisonment, were his words
"How unfortunate!" exclaimed the
Grand Duchess. Tomorrow my
soI was to be presented to you in his
new capacity OF Officer Of Ordin-
ance."
"Humph. never thought of that"
replied the Gar. lin that case
will not obey Loris, for nothing in
the world could induce ME to cause
you needless disappointment"
On March the Gar worked with
Count Loris-Melikoff until | | a. m,
and signed the ukase concerning the
introduction Of the constitution. He
then went to his wife, embraced her.
and promised to be cautious during
his absence. AS he would leave his
him by the coat, crying:
Papa, you have not given me
single kiss to-day"
what terrible creditor you are"
said the Gar, laughingly. "You do
not trust me at all Well, give ME
your kiss, and may it bring me luck"
The Car rode out in a close car
riage, surrounded by CDssacks Of the
guard. The imperial pa ty co ssed,
on their way to the parade ground,
the Malaia Sadowaja street, under
which mine had been laid by the
nihilists, although as yet it's existence
was not suspected. The people along
the route cheered the Gar as usual
and he recovered from the lit of mel
ancholy into which the apprehensions
of his family and ministers had
thrown him. The review was undis-
turbed by accident. The Gar re-
ceived and congratulated the ord
nance officer, son of the Grand Ouch
ess Alexander and sent to the Grand
Duchess word that ali had gone well,
and that the apprehended attack upon
him appeared to have Teen cotem-
plated 10y nobody. After the review
the Gar passed a few minutes with
his old aunt the Grand Duchess
Katharine Michailowna; thence he
proceeded hOmeward. The coachman.
at his command. drove through the
less frequented streets, where the least
danger from the nihilists was appre-
hended. AT the quay Of the katha-
rina Canal young man disguised as
peasant threw the first bomb.
There was terrific report. The i'm
perial carriage lay in ruins on the
pavement The Cossack who had sat
beside the cOachman was dead. Two
OF the mounted guards were lifeless
on the ground, and not far away lay
the tody of little Toy with the
basket Of meat that he had carried
scattered in fragments round him.
The Gar, pale Lut sound, emerged
from the wreck of his carriage GEN
eral Dworjewskl, who had driven up
in his sleigh Immediately, approached
the Car on foot, saluted. and legged
his Majesty to hasten with him from
the spot.
"My place is by the side of the
wounded" responded the Car firmly,
as he turned toward the bodies of the
men who were stretched on the red
deneG snow. The crowd had caught
the murderer and he was brought by
two Cossacks to the Gar.
''Your name" commanded Alex
ander
The man gave an assumed name.
"Are you not ashamed of yourself?"
The man returned no answer. AS
the Gar was about to enter General
Dworjewski'S sleigh he asked an OIL
Ger: '.Are you wOunded?"
mo, thank God!" was the reply.
"DO not thank God too soon." cried
a man, disguised as peasant, from
the crowd, and a bomb fell at the
Cars feet. For a moment all was
hidden in fire and smoke. When the
air cleared the Car was lying in
pool Of blood.
II am cold" he sighed, as he