Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1894-02-23

only rs HAT II 1 could tell whether any OF
Your '!r'-~-'~ MAS mi>>il!-;. | friud that
Your lat ;..... kct were -,''.r. That ,huw :
tEat She lt~ lie out, SAIL the master
W. >ir.. t'...N 'n"rr wlyu 81" returns )
He -.'ii il.,'tt ;rl' "a ,IrI To rny questions
and w,j.' '.r., 80 l4.> ti,..Hf.i-i a. though
II W.to i'.', i.,' .,~il You >li.3Id ~ out and
stay aw..y a.! A.-h;. But when cleared
the ti.lu-,- away / 7.lw that he had not eaten
;tnyth.u:
He w;t5 working in his ,tclirr when Mr.
kava:.a-h canie, that was IN the after
Noon. Gu'd mQrIinE. madame SAYS h.,
~ oi'r the door; is NJ Gordon hereY
No, inuli>i, ur he has not been here for
Two days. ard that i droll. because he has
lately t'r,.ii Ia the habit of calling regularly
u see nia,!enoisel!e every morning Dear
me" says lac. this !, curious: for example
! went tn IA, rooms this morning BY ap-
pO.utulcIt and found that be- vent away
las: Light and has not returned. He i not
at Lis club and. in fact, | cannot find him
anywhere Mon Dieur this Is eytraor,li-
nary says /, for mademoiselle went away
last night and has not yet returned AT
what hoUri' It must have been before
you left How very STRANGE says he.
Why, the hall porter at the chambers says
that young lady came to STE Mr.. Gordon
last night about that time, and from his
description it might have been mademoi-
selle. But. u. cUurs... il couldn't have been
her. for tacy went out together arm in
arm, and VI. Gordon had Il large portman-
tcau with him.
"A pormanteau," exclaimed.
The portnianteau III which he took
away many things that belonged to him,
for when his rooms were searched they
were found all in disorder from the hasty
preparations he had made for a long Tour
ney. But have no need 10 tell you that"
mo, mol don't want to hear anything
about myself. Tell me about Taras."
"Ah, my poor masteri That killed the
Joy in his heart, for look you, he loved you
more than you could have believed-more
than l knew, perhaps more than he knew
himself. He was no longer merry and
cheerful as he had been; he did not sing
when he came from his atelier And the
house was as II some one lay dead in 1t. II
melted ones heart to see him sitting alone
at the table. He would have your cover
laid, and we spoke as II you were coming
back soon. But for my part l felt that
Providence had sent this warning to pre-
pare us for still greater calamity. That
was something more than superstition and
the fancy Of an old women. Before the
end Of the month a second warning came.
The masters work was destroyed for q
second time"
1.-THE group Of statuary"
"Yes-the beautiful group that he had
lad lao p
the kiln The master saw the fires lit and
staid in the pottery till past midnight
watching the burning. / was sitting up.
for he had eaten no dinner, and had q hot
supper to serve. Well, mon Dieul he had
scarcely seated himself at the table when
we heard terrible crash, and boy rum
ming in from the pottery cried out that the
kiln had fallen in"
Had it fallen in by accidenti"
mo. for when the ruins were cleared
away traces of dynamite were found.
When NJ. Kavanagh saw it. he said: The
mark Of the cars hand is here This has
been done by the Russian police They
have not beaten me yet replied my poor
master. and that very day he began to
model the group again. Then that good
NJ. Kavanagh prayed him to abandon the
| attempt, or at least to turn his efforts in
some new direction, lest worst misfortunes
should follow. l heard him say one day:
These warnings are not to be mistaken.
Next time these agents of the czar-these
hired assassins-may be ordered to destroy
not your work, but you Yes, that may
be- answered the master. If l do not
yield, the car will have me killed perhaps,
but the disgrace shall be on his side, not on
mine And he shook his head to every argu-
ment, working on to the last. All, how he
worked! One could see that he had moth
ing else to live for, my poor master
But that was not for long. 1t seemed
as il the car knew his intention and had
resolved to strike the blow before the work
could be finished. One night-only fort
night after the kiln had been destroyed
they came to the house, the assassins, and
rang the bell. They must have known that
had gone up to bed, and that Taras him
self would answer the ring"-
She broke off suddenly as the sound of
wheels on the drive reached our ears. Taras
had returned. and she went out to receive
him, leaving me still in ignorance Of the
calamity that had befallen him.