The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-11-13

cially reported that the daring revolu-
ZIONIST had found resting place at the
bottom of the sea.
The two negligent sentries were put
in irons, the gratings at the six other
windows were strengthened, and the
fortress settled down TO its usual rou-
tine again.
Colonel Jaroslav informed the boys |
of the sad occurrence. Phil burst into
tears. and Maurice, throwing himself
ON the bed, hid his face in the pillow.
When the door had closed behind the
colonel. he sprang up.
"Phil." he exclaimed excitedly,
don't You believe it. Platoff is not
drowned. 1t can't be true. He has es-
caped. and we shall see him again some
day. / am sure of it,
| Phil was inclined to be skeptical, but
Maurice remained true to his convlc-
tions and steadfastly refused to credit
his friends death.
Two days later, in custody OF Colonel
Jaroslav's own guard OF Cossacks, the
bows commenced the long 5000 mile
tourney back to st. Petersburg-first
by sea TO the mouth of the Amur, then
successfully by river, carriage and rail-.
On the night of the 10th of July Via
dimir Saradoff was sitting at his library
table, cigar in his mouth and the
Moscow Gazette on his knee. 1t was
quite unusual to find him in st. Peters
burg at this time Of year, when the
neighboring mansions on the Nevskoi
Prospekt were boarded up and their
owners scattered over the continent,
but he had merely dropped in on his
way to Paris from one of his northern
estates and preferred the comforts OF
his home and the ministrations OF his
faithful Ivan to the gloomy solitude OF
the club.
If any remorse for his fearful crime
lurked in his heart, he did not show it.
His calm, naughty features expressed
self complacency and content palmer
: than words would have told
"Katkoffs paper ought to be sup
pressed" he muttered, tossing The Ca
zette over on the table. tits tone Is
becoming decidedly dangerous.
SIS everything paoked?' he added,
turning to Ivan, who was standing mo-
tionless by his chair. 1--WE take the Der
/
lin express at noon tomorrow.
"All is ready" said Ivan quietly
Except the money. l shall go to the
bankers in the morning"
"Get 5000 in large notes" said hi
master, "and draft on Rothschlld 10
the balance. All, a letter for me, as
servant entered with a sealed envelop
on silver salver.
Vladimir Saradoff looked carelessl.
at the superscription and broke tn
SEAL He drew out folded paper, an
holding it under the lamp read the fol
lowing words, hastily written In
. bold, dashing hand:
"Not unmindful of past favors, / az
sume the risk of requiting In som
measure the debt of gratitude ow
Id Won. A warrant has been issued f6
YOUR arrest ON terrible charge. hav
10 seen the proofs. need say no mor'
d, Count Brosky is implacable and dete
nd mined. He fears complications wit
sh the American government and Will N
SO spare you. The boys are now in the clt
Flee at once if yet there is time. Eve
M now it may be too late. Burn this not
Yours, VoRoozow'
He read it through to the end, wo
for word, and then as the paper nu
tered from his nerveless fingers he dro
lat ned heavily into the chair from whi'
Ide he had half risen. His lips humble
me but no sound came, and his face W
20 white as chalk.
ply Ivan, deeply alarmed by this sudd
'n' collapse, sprang to his masters 81
ng with a decanter snatched hastily ire
ng the buffet. A spasm passed hastily ov
ws Saradoff's features as he took the gla
MS from Ivan, and the powerful stimula
ad- broupht flush to his cheek. He glar
INC wildly about the room and then spra
gu. to his feet In that brief five mlnu'
ur- Vladimir Saradoff had aged-had 81
eep fered the agonies of lifetime.
the "Read that" he cried, tossing
as letter to Ivan. at comes from Vort
'ss, zow, private secretary to the count.
neo information may be relied on. so
DIV. person has played the traitor. But M
Ter er mind My vengeance will come.
ne, cape is the first thing.
'ied He shuddered and passed his ha
Up over his forehead.
"Ouick. Iyan," he cried with sudt
one terror, quick, or am lost. Escape
Iore rail is cut off. They will watch the
tions. l must take to the yacht. 1t
my lies at the docks of Vassili Ortroff.
oke, lent it to Count Adlerberg. 1t waits
ooh arrival in the morning. Do you n
me, Ivan? must foil these bloodhour
'nge Call a cab at once. See if the stree
noi empty"
roh The perspiration was standing
:, drops on his forehead, and his ha
a9 trembled.
inc Ivan, no less terrified than his n
eniy ter. hurried from the room, dropI
ooie the crumpled letter to the floor. vi
anu mir Saradoff picked it up and hel
zee over the globe of the lamp. AS the
'uno fragment turned to ashes Ivan return
81 have been fortunate, " he painted.
ines found cab close by. The street is
sneu ty. Go quick. They may arrive at
ino moment"
anu Without word his master drol