The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1893-11-13
OUT
THE JAWS OF DEATH
loosrIiIUED. !
CHAPTER XXXVIII.

He had a daughter who had been for
some time ill with skin complaint COM
mon to the Russian peasantry, and it was
arranged that he should take me to st.
Petersburg under the pretense that was
this daughter going there for medical treat
ment, and so, early one morning, in apeas-
ants dress, the lower part of my face caked
with paste, stained in part with saffron and
cochineal, / took my place in SchemyPs
sledge and bade "goodby" to Gordon and
Ivan Dontremember. Schemyl tucked me
in the wraps suitable to an invalid, and
having given another touch to the paste on
my face declared gleefully that could not
look better if were dying OF the pest.
IF that don't satisfy the police, don't
know what will" said he, looking back at
me as he took his seat, with great satisfac-
ton. Zone glance at that face will be
enough for them. They won't dare to open
Ler papers for fear of infection"
You have your daughters papers, of
course" said Ivan.
Schemyl winked nodded and patted his
breast.
"And you yoursf" Ivan added, address
ing me. These papers were Gordon's or
der for 800 pounds, a letter from Schemyl
to hin correspondent in London, and note
from Ivan to his friend in Berlin, nll care
fully imbedded in box of ointment which
I0carried in my hand. nodded assent.
'Then God speed your he exclaimed.
Farewell, dear little woman" cried
Gordon. sess-p -
"Farewell," 1 answered assstontiy as +
could, and the next minute lost sight of
them.
Schemyl successfully overcame all the
difficulties that beset and left me at the
first station in Germany, whence / pro-
ceeded to Berlin without further question.
At Berlin l found Ivan Dontremembers
friend, Carl Hoffman, and delivered the
letter addressed to him. He introduced
me to his wife, a bright, intelligent woman,
and they held a long consultation on the
subject.
1.-THE great thing" said he, going to the
window, lis to choose a disguise that is the
least likely to attract notice. Come here,
mademoiselle, and tell me what people
passing along over the way seem to you
most remarkable-most un-English."
pointed out six or eight of the persons.
Presently he said:
You have not noticed the thin, tall old
lady waiting at the corner for the tram.
She is walking this way now. Do you see
people like that in a London street,"
"Yes, many" replied M-."
"Now see if you can walk across the
room with her gait."
initiated the walk and posture of wo-
man bent with age as well as | could.
YES, think that will do, said her hus-
band.
They hunted up a dress of dingy black,
an old bonnet and mantle trimmed with
dull jet and pair of shabby gloves. Mr.
Hoffman would have cut my hairand given
me n wig. but his wife would not suffer
this; so they gathered it close on the top of
my head and concealed it with false
front and Il knot of gray hair behind. My
face WAS carefully painted and my teeth
stained. My new friends laughed heartily
as they made these alterations in my ap-
pearancc, and still more heartily when,
spotted veil completing the make up, |
walked across the room, my hands folded,
and carrying a rusty leather reticule, with
the step of an elderly person, to look ut my
self in the glass, For n moment or two
stood gaping before the mirror in amaze.
ment, for iJ is no eXaggeration to say that
did not know myself l looked like a
woman of advanced age who "has seen
trouble" and this general effect was
heightened by the appearance of faded gem
tility in my dress.
Thus disguised, / arrived in London on
the morning of Feb. 6-three months with
in a few days from the date of my capture.
"keb, mumro asked porter, touching
his cap MS l stepped out of the train. l
nodded assent.
-Four wheeler" he called, without hesi-
tation. No better compliment than that
could have been paid to the friends who
"Where to, LADY," asked tho cabman
when Yves seated
Garter street, Houndsditch," said in
the falsetto of old age.
At the corner of Carter street / dis
charged the cab. A few doors down saw
on a shop facia the name / sought-"M
Lazarus, furrer." / entered and told the
oh ! Oh oil tnG I
self.
"What name'" he asked.
TELL him l have come from Peter
Schemyl," replied.
| was shown into a private Office, where
stout, dark eyed man with a black beard
received me. He eyed me curiously as /
took out from the inside of my dress the
purse which now contained my precious
papers. was not the first mysterious visit
or perhaps who had brought him message
from the heart of Russia.
He took the minute sheet of closely folded
thin paper. carefully opened it, and having
read the few lines it contained said:
You are to give me an order for $500
madam" "
Here it is" replied, giving up the last
of the papers with feeling of relief.
There may be some difficulty in cashing
this" he observed, raising his eyebrows as
he looked at the grease stained order
Have you any objection to going with me
to the bank"
agreed to this proposal, and he sent for
cab, in which we went together to Lom-
bard street.
You had better come in with me-" said
MIR. Lazarus. AN explanation is sure to
be wanted"
We entered the bank, and he presented
the strange order. The clerk examined it
and then took it into the managers Office
After an interval of five or ten minutes he
returned, and handing the paper back to
Mr.. Lazarus said:
Il am sorry to tell you that we cannot
cash this order, sir.n
Can see the manager2 The irregulari-
~ can be explained"
1t is not u question of irregularity. We
have examined Mr.. Gordon's account and
Snd that there are no assets Mr. Gordon
drew the whole of his deposit the day he
eft-that is,'' the clerk said, correcting
simself as if he had said more than he
should have said, "on the 18th of Noyem-
Der last year"
Mr. Lazarus turned to me and raised his
eyebrows in silent interrogation.
He drew all his money out the day he
went awayf' gasped.
THE 12th Of November" the clerk re-
,lied.
Mr.. Lazarus handed me the order with
BOW OF mock civility, shrugged his shoul-
aers as he nodded to the clerk and turned
IN his heel, evidently wishing it to be un-
'erstood that he washed his hands of the
affair and had nothing more to do with me.
followed him to the door thunderstruck,
unable to reason under this terrible blow.
"What am to dor asked ovsrtakinc
him on the pavement as he was about to
stem iuta ba rah