Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1901-05-30

Iering what manner Of people he had
fallen in with. The monks face
was peculiar one. The features
were very dark and prominent and
almost angular in their strongly
marked outlines. His brow was
very strong in mental development,
and his eyes were dark and brilliant.
The slight, circle Of hair that es-
capped from beneath the tight skull
cap which he retained upon his
head was somewhat tinged with sill
yer, though his face did not betray
such advanced age as this silvery
hair would seem to indicate.
You have been caught in a Sc
we're storm, good father said the
youth after his guest had somewhat
recovered from the effect of the
cold, .4 T..
Aye, that I have, my son." the
monk returned in a deep, rumbling
tone. 81 left the Kremlin this morn
ing little thinking of such change.
This storm has commenced since I
started on my return. About half
q mile from here my horse got foun-
dered in the snow, and I left him
with an honest peasant and then
started to make the rest of my way
on foot, but I reckoned wildly. The
driving storm blinded me, and the
piling drifts swal lowed me up at ev-
cry dozen steps. My body is not
very we'll adapted to such work. Ha,
ha, ha! But I saw your light, and I
determined to seek shelter here for
the night. By St. Michael, but this
is q most severe storm. Yet you
are comfortable here" ",~, n 4.
"Aye, father, we try to be COM
Portable" said Ruric. my mother
could hardly survive a winter in
some of the dwellings which stand
hereabout.'' @.:-~. a.
The monk made no answer to
this save sort of commendatory
nod, and shortly afterward the
youth asked:
<'Do you belong here in the city,
good father?''
faye, at present do" the monk
returned. And then, with smile,
he added: 81 suppose you would like
to know whom you have thus re-
ceived. My name is Vladimir, and
my home is wherever I may chance
to be on Gods heritage. At present
I am residing here in Moscow.
There, could you ask me to- be more
frank ?" ~ 49,.
:Ruric smiled, but he made no d.
rect reply. He was too deeply in
terested in the face of the monk
to enter with much eage2ess into
conversation At length the guest
asked if he could be accommodated
with some sleeping place, and, hav-
ing answered. in the affirmative, the
youth lighted, another candle and
conducted him to chamber which
was located directly over the kitch-
en- and which was very well warm
ed by means Of several iron tubes
that connected with the furnace be-
low. Ill., III. y
Mother" uttered Ruric as soon
as he had returned to the kitchen,
ewho is that man, e. w. -.
Glow should know ?" the wo-
man replied. *t.4 &C. :. r..
*tBut have you never seen him be-.
fore?" Ruric asked in an earnest,
eager tone. H.. ~. y"
II cannot tell, my son. His face
most surely calls up some strange
emotions in my mind, but ! think /
never saw him before" IN Z.
**And yet he seems familiar to
me-" the son resumed. "Those eyes
I surely have seen before, but to
save my soul cannot remember
when nor where" a.:
~ And so Ruric pondered, but to
no avail. After he had retired to
his bed he lay awake and thought
Of the strange face, and all through
the night his dreams were but star
Ting visions Of the black monk.
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