The Portland daily press., 1900-06-22

there were anything wrong about her. he
would NOT let her know so much OF him
SELF" thought :.
II used % hste the Poles like poison"
she explained, "but the saderings to
which they are pus have opened my csss
| 10 the real situation. ! began TO lsok
upon them as fellow beings and, little by
little, to sympathize with their cause.
Ny father? He Is On honest man, ! can
assure you; but he is an old officer, mar
row minded and blind in his devotion TO
traditions and TO his duties. have tried
10 talk to him, but 1t Is no use. He can
not understand me. Still j am his only
child, and he Is ready to die for me. or
course, he has no idea OF my revolution
airy connections. 1t would drive him mad
II he had"
She never alluded to my visit. but I
could stand the suspense no longer, so 1
asked:
what do you think brings me hcreF'
II don't know" she answered awk-
wardly. "Whcn first saw you coming
up the stairs, thought you had been
summoned by my father, although 1t Is
quite an unusual proceeding for suspects
to be invited to call as on social VISIT"
she said, with n laugh. II must confess
I was startled"
",ro tell you the truth, don't know
myself what l am doing here. A spy
was following me, and to get rid OF him
came in; but. then, the house Of the colo
mel Of gendarmes is not exactly the
place. 20 "a, Z
In the world" And. sinking her veicc
to a whisper, she added. III l can be Of
any assistance. command me-"
"All ! want is to get rid of the spy"
"Well. we can 60 out together. so he
will think you are a friend OF the fam
lily"
"But suppose he has been shadowing
me for days"
Her countcnance fell, and she seemed
to be ut a loss what to say to me. l sat
scrutinzng her face till suddenly feel
| ing of shame took hold of me. 'She Is
| the sinccrcst and best hearted person
| you ever spoke to-" said TO myself, and.
as IL to atone for my lingering distrust, l
| burst out;
| "Ny pockets are full of papers. II
could get rid of them. l should feel safe"
| leave them here. she said, and when
| my pockets were empty and the papers
were locked up in her desk she inquired:
| "But this is not what they were intend
ed for?"
"No; was going to deliver them to q
certain person. But we can wait"
A year had passed. / had left my ma
| tive town and, living under assumed
names. devoted my whole time to the
/ revolution. MY heart yearned for the
| colopels daughter. l had seen her often
| before I was compelled TO fee for my
| liberty. and. now that l was away from
her. il became clearer 10 me every day
that / was in love. Oh, how I burned to
sec her. TO sneak 10 her. to tell her that,
next 70 nv nnbonpy country. she was the
| mistress of my soul! But communication
| with her was impossible. Our mutual
| friends werc all either under arrest or in
| exile. and she had aroused the suspicion
of her father so that her mail was open.
cd and inspected befoye il was delivered
to her.
One day as I was strolling along a busy
street in Warsaw / heard my name. Ii
was she. She had been sent to her aunt
60 os 10 kecp her from harms way. and
ON her way to Pskoff she stopped in the
Polish capital, unbeknown to her father
| Of course. to see somebody connected
| with orr movement Who that was she
| refused 10 tell me at first. She told me
she was in n hurry. and when / asked
/ hcr TO grant me an hour and she SHOOK
| her head | said:
81 want to sneak TO you of matter
! which is of great Importance to me-"
/