Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1897-10-02

street, and the horses, rearing in the air,
made desperate attempt to break loose
The police dashed forward, surround
ing the cab, and crowd, sprung from
no one knows where, quickly blocked
ND the street. A lantern was hastily
brought and a surgeon summoned to
the spot, but it was too late for medical
aid. Vladimir Saradoff had evaded ar
rest and punishment.
He was taken back to his stately resi-
dence and borne through the startled
group Of servants to his chamber. There
they left him alone, and an officer guard
ed the entrance.
The police took possession OF the
house and drove curious spectators from
the door all night long, for the news
had spread rapidly. The morning jour
nails announced in startling headlines
the crime and death of Vladimir Sara
doff, and st. Petersburg from the high
est to the lowest circles was wild with
excitement
That day the boys were brought be-
fore Count Brosky, minister of the in
terror. The proof and testimony that
Colonel Jaroslav was prepared to offer
were unneeded.
Ivan, Vladimir Saradoff's servant,
who had been arrested while escaping
from the rear of the house, came for
ward with a full confession, made on
condition that his punishment should
be mitigated.
He told all, how the plot had been
laid, the false passports and nihilistic
documents substituted for the boys pa
pers, and how finally, by bribing an as
sistant at the morgue, the genuine pass
ports had been concealed on the persons
of two unfortunate wretches found in
the Neva.
At the close of the examination the
boys were freed with a most profuse
and elaborate apology from Count Bros
Ky and went off in a carriage to the
residence Of Colonel Jaroslav, whose
guests they intended remaining for a
few days
The colonel had promised to do all
in bis power for them-a promise which
he kept to the letter. Vladimir Sara
doff's affairs were at once taken in hand
by the government, and through Colo
mel Jaroslav's influence the fortune Of
5000, 900 of which Maurice had been
robbed was preserved from the wreck,
subject, of course, to legal formalities
connected with the lads guardianship.
Colonel Jaroslav advanced him as
much money as he needed, and Maa-
rice's first act was to pay the fine of
30, 900 rubles that had been imposed on
Nicolas Poussin and to write that
worthy merchant long and grateful
letter.
Phil meanwhile wrote home to his
father, fearing the shock that cable
gram might produce.
During their stay in the Russian cap
itaI Maurice met Miss Melikoff, who
had just returned with her father from
the mines of Kara. They had long
and interesting interview, but the part
which that young lady played in the
boys escape was kept rigorous secret.
"Why, my father IL sit actually send
me back to work in the mines if he
knew what I had done," said Miss Lora.
"He is so awfully strict, you know.
And the old general confirmed that
opinion on meeting Maurice.
"And 80 you are the fellow that
struck an officer, ne said gruffly, land
rescued my daughter too? Well, young
man, would have shot you for the one
and rewarded you for the other. And
then he graciously shook hands with
him.
The boys greatly enjoyed their stay
in st. Petersburg, for Colonel Jaroslav
was a most delightful host, but their
hearts yearned for America, and late in
July they parted from their kind friend
and the many other acquaintances they
had made in the Russian capital and
started by rail across the continent,
sailing from Havre week later.
1t was q clear and beautiful August
morning when the Grand Monarque
steamed majestically up New York
harbor.
At the foot of the narrow street
which opened OH the wharf a motley
crowd was gathered, curious to see the
two young Americans who had tasted
the horrors of Siberian exile, for the
papers had proclaimed far and wide
their expected arrival.
Off the Battery tugboat put out to
the steamer containing tall, gray
bearded man, whose actions evinced
great excitement. He was hoisted Oh
board the Grand Monaroue, and mo-
ment later Phil was clasped in his ia.
theirs embrace. to the manifest delight
of the passengers.
"My poor boy, my poor boy" was
all he could utter for long while, but
presently he became more composed and
extended Maurice an affectionate greet
ing.
"Your guardian is not here, my boy,
be said as he clasped his hand. "Colo-
mel Hoffman could not come. You will
know all later. -
Maurice detected the strange embar-
rassment in his manner, but before he
could ask all explanation the steamer
was at the wharf, and they hurried
across the landing to cab that was
waiting.