Cottonwood report. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1893-1901, 1893-10-20

II = - Ainented the sauce l'f witt
eiess f5<f and feathers, when the sery,
en- presented him with letter on a silye,
ira Hardly had Bzjotski taken the en-
velope when he became extraordinarily
agltated. He felt like an eel ON a spit
why do they send me this things" he
cried trembling in every limb.
NO one understood what this meant. but
it was evident that he could not finish his
repast.
will not attempt to describe the tor
menus which Bzjotski endured on this
memorable day will only say one thing
tins man, weak and feeble in appearance,
endured like hero the most terrible tor.
lures, out as to divesting himself of the
smallest piece Of money. never would he
consent
Its nothing" he said to his wife in the
moments of an acute attack. .'but hold me
nrmly, and If. under the stress of suffer-
ing, ask you to bring me my cashbox. do
nothing. my dear l would rather die
first"
AS there is no situation under the heaven.
no matter how difficult it be, from which
an egress cannot he found, in this case one
was at length revealed. Bzjotski remem-
Dered very OPPORTUNITY an old promise he
mad made to send gift to charitable in
s1ioution, OF which general of his &C
quaintance had the chief direction. Open
ing very cautiously the envelope which he
had received he drew out the contents with
pair of pincers, reinclosed it in another
envelope, together with a hundred rub,e
note, sealed the new envelope and presented
himself at the generals house.
Il wish, your excellency, to contribute an
o1ering to your work, !" he said, placing his
sealed missive on the table before the gen
erai, whose face expressed great satisfac-
ton.
This, sir, is an act worthy of praise.n
this one replied.
Upon which Bzjotski flew rather than
walked through the streets to his home~
BY the evening he had forgotten all abou
his past sufferings and he passed the nigh
medltating upon new and colossal banl
operations
The poor conscience lived long tim
wandering about in this way and passet
through the hands of thousands of persons
NO one wanted it; each ones object was t
pass it on to his neighbor by fair or falls
means.
AT last it lost patience, the unfortunate
at never being able to rest, and at bein
constrained to lead the life of a wanderin
jew. So, addressing its latest possessor
certain small merchant whose affairs werI
not in prosperous condition, "Why do 70
martyr me?" it asked. why do you thrus
me under your feet?"
"Ha! what would you have me do wit
you, conscience, my frienda" was the reply
You are good for nothing"
Listen to my proposal" answered til
conscience. Seek me out little RUSSIA
child, little new born Russian, and plac
me in its pure heart. Perhaps the littl
innocent will take me and cherish me.n
Its owner consented to do as it wished
DE sought and found little Russian in
FAINT; he opened it's heart and there laid tn
conscience to rest.
The child grew and the conscience grey
with it. He will one day be great ma
with great conscience.
On that day iniquities, frauds and vio
lence will disappear, because the con
science, emboldened, will speak with sover
eign power.-Translated from the Russian
OF Chtchedrine for Short Stories by Mrs
William Sharp.