The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1893-06-23
THE KILLING OF THE GEAR.
A Lately Published Story Of Nihilism's
Greatest Crime.

published in Europe by Nikolaus Noto.
witch. The title of the pamphlet is
Gear Alexander III and His Entour-
age The part of it relating to the
tragedy Of March /, 1881, tells the fol-
lowing story:
In the last days of February, 1881,
St. Petersburg was in fever Of unrest.
The people talked and acted as if
calamity pervaded the air On Febru-
airy 18th there was family dinner in
the imperial palace. During the con-
versation the CIR became irrtated by
a frivolous remark of one of the Grand
Dukes and reproved him openly. As
the present Gar made some excuse fer
the embarrassed young man, Alexander
II commanded
"Silencel Nobody asked for your
opinion You would d. better to oc-
cupy your mind with affairs Of State,
Tomorrow you may reign"
After the dinner Count Loris Nell
koff appeared and requested 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 Ist an attempt would be made
upon his life. A little later the Car
informed the Grand Duchess Alexandra
Josephowna that he would not attend
the parade
"Loris has condemned me to i'm
prisonment," were his words.
GLOW unfortunate !" exclaimed the
Grand Duchess. Tomorrow my son
was to be presented to you in his new
capacity of officer of ordnance"
"Humph l never thought of that, P"
replied the Gar. "In that case | will
not obey Loris, for nothing in the
world could induce me to cause you
needless disappointment. "
On March Ist the Gar worked with
Count Loris Melikof until II A. NJ,
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 little
daughter Katharine caught him by the
coat, crying
"Papa, you have not given me a
single kiss to-day"
"What terrible creditor you are"
said the Car, laughingly. "You do
not trust me at all. Well, give me
your kiss, and may it bring me luck"
The Gar rode out in a close carriage,
surrounded by Cossacks of the Guard.
The imperial party crossed, on their
way to the parade ground, the Malaja
Sldowaja street, under which a mine
had been laid by the Nihlists, although
as yet its existence was not suspected.
The people along the route cheered the
Car as usual, and he recovered from
the fit of melancholy into which the
apprehensions of his family and minis
tiers had thrown him. The review was
undisturbed by accident. The Car
received and congratulated the new
ordnance officer, son of the Grand
Duchess Alexandra, and sent to the
Grand Duchess word that all had gone
we'll and that the apprehended attack
upon him appeared to have been con-
templated by nobody. After the review
the Car passed few minutes with his
old aunt, the Grand Duchess Katarina
Michaiowna; then he proceeded home
ward. The coachman, at his com
mand, drove through the less frequented
streets, where the least danger from
the Nihilists was apprehended. At the
of tha VotboYt, Canal
man disguised as a peasant threw the
first bomb. There was terrific report.
The imperial carriage lay in ruins on
the pavement. The Cosslck who had
sat beside the coachman was dead
Two of the mounted guards we're life
less on the ground, and not far away
lay the body of little boy with the
basket of meat that he had carried
scattered in fragments round him. The
Car, pale but sound, emerged from the
wreck of his carriage, General Dwor-
jewski, who had driven up in his sleigh
Immediately, approached the Gear or
foot, sauted, and begged 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.
dened snow The crowd ad\caught
the murderer and he was brought by
two Cossacks to the Car.
"Your namep commanded Alex
ander.
The man gave an assumed name.
"Are you not ashamed of yourself ?
The man returned no answer Al
the Gar was about to enter Genera
Dwopewskrs sleigh he asked an officer
"Are you wounded2"
"No, thank God" was the reply.
"Do not thank God too soon~ criec
man, disguised as peasant, from thu
crowd, and a bomb fell at tn
Cars feet. For a moment all was
hidden in fire and smoke. When tn
air cleared, the Car was lying in
pool of blood.
81 am cold" he sighed, as he strug
gled to a sitting posture, He wa
spattered with blood, and his uniform
was in tatters. Around him lay tel
officers and soldiers, some dead, tn,
rest dying. The uninjured soldiers
carried the Car to a sleigh.
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