The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1899-07-22
He suddenly burst into a string OF bias
phem0uS abuse.

He suddenly burst into string OF BIAS
phem0us abuse.
train to proceed gang of chained con-
victs were hauled out Of the wretched
cattle truck provided for their accom-
mediation and marched across the plat
form. Some were uproariously singing,
some went with black and lowering
brows, some begged Of the passengers
whom they passed, and who mostly
gave the beggars some small coin to be
expended in creature comforts en- route
for Siberia.
Suddenly Percy logged my arm.
''Look, Boris, I" he whispered. "Look
in the third rev, quickly"
I turned my eyes in the direction In
dicated and my heart seemed to give a
great bound. 1t was Andre. He saw me
at the same moment and, silent hith-
erto, suddenly burst into string Of
blasphemous abuse far too horrible to
repeat or describe. As he passed us he
spat at me. In a moment he had disap-
peared, still looking back and foully
cursing. BAIL It is the last ever saw
of him, or, sincerely trust, ever shall
see. Then the train moved on, and in
an hour or two we reached Nicolaief.
With beating hearts we found our
way to the penal resting station. What
had destiny in store for us heref Fa-
ther, alive and recovering, able to
travel home with us to mother and to
renewed life and happiness, Or 1t be-
gan with shock-so terrible shock
that to this day remember with an
guish the horror Of it.
1t was late in the afternoon and dark
when we rang up the doorkeeper. This
official, a soldier, was busy over his
supper and sulky. He knew none Of
the names Of the convicts, he said; nei-
ther would he trouble any one at this
hour of the day who did.
offered the fellow ruble.
"Ohl" he said. "If l am dealing with
a real gentleman, that is another thing
Step in, and l will fetch the inspector.
He locked the door behind us and,
leaving us in a filthy, whitewashed
passage passed into the equally filthy
recesses beyond and out Of our sight
Presently repulsive looking official
returned with him, who desired to
know our business.
We replied by showing the grado-
nachnik's order for the release Of ICON
Wet Kornilof.
The fellow reflected. He scratched
his head and his cheek. He sucked his
teeth, having, like the sentry, been dis
turbed at his supper; then he seemed to
remember.
"Oh," he said, II recollect, yes. You
are too late, my friend. We carried
out four of these last week, and Korni.
lof was one"
Carried out" I murmured, my
heart seeming to pause in its beating
for very anguish of the thought that
gripped me. "What does that meanf"
Buried" said the fellow-"the
doctors certificate of release and per-
mission to remain behind for the Nico-
iaief worms to eat. instead of proceed
ing to Yakutsk and Sakhalin, and SO
on. Good night. You will excuse me-
I am at supper.
Heaven knows how got out of the
door and away. Percy was there to
help me. l was dazed and but half
alive and stumbled and nearly fell as
! went, in spite of Percy's support.
So this was the end. He was dead.
They had murdered him, after all,
for it was judicial murder and moth
ing better, The cup was dashed from
our very lipsl My poor motherl Oh,
the internal, cruel, heartless, blunder-
ing brutesl
81 shall never live another day in
Russia nor allow my mother tor I
suddenly burst forth. 1.-THE brutes
have murdered himl'
Percy began to soothe and console
me, bidding me play the man and face
trouble. turned upon him angrily,
intending to bid him be quiet and let
fommonplaces be-. This trouble was
beyond commonplace consolation, but
just at this point the sentry banged
the door behind him and ran through
the yard after us.
BARN" he shouted, "barin, some.
thing has occurred to mel" We waited
for the fellow.
ut is true" he painted, running up
to us. "that four were carried ont, but
one of these was taken to the town, to
the hospital there. carried on his bed,
sick. but not dead The inspector is not