The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-08-08

it should there. to the
which she jumped ni1nbly, and
later in the the arrestant She handed
him the food without word and like wolf he fell upon
It, cramng great pieces OF the black bread into ms
mouth until he sputtered He ate it ALL sucking the
face into the stream the water.
poor man." murmured Katrne
The arrestant looked
MAY Heaven bless you forever, girl he cried.
whats your manner?
"Katrine."
"Katrine, then, whether I go mines whether
I am free again, that name shall always re-
member"
"Ah, but tell what you do, how get
from here? If venture the high road the
first moujk will give the first soldier will shoot
YOU Irkutsk and the Aexandrovsk prison are better
than that
"But you don't know, Katrne why it is necessary
get away. 1t long story for to
tell you but this will tell you'll innocent man.
I am condemned to the Alexandrovsk prison for two
years. and then to the Mnusinsk Valley, but have in
Russia people waiting for people wondering where
have gone No one knows that am here except those
who have condemned Katrine, will you help me
file to get these chains off, some clothes that may
get away in?"
"And your passport"
street, the glnting their long bayonets while
Let that after. All want is to get rid of
this prison garb'
IT cannot tarry," she said my father
might miss me-
went, got back safety to the high
road and reached her home.
Next day there great hubbub in the village
Twenty arrived charge officer
who at the natchalnk great STIR
prisoner had escaped, said the officer, and had been
by soldiers was necessary however be
sured of this fact by thoro of the woods The
officer required the services of several ouks help
this search the body must be recovered at all
events. The excited peasants spread this tale
abroad Karine became terrified when she thought of the
skulking like wolf the Businesses
the forest.
There great parade of village
child and gazed with open mouths upon these all
powerful minions of the Five moujiks had volun
teered to assist the soldiers in the search of the woods
of was less than van who
knew, he said every the twenty
on either side of the high road Katrne was in whrl
of excitement She knew not what the best thing
to be done. The wretch there in the wood he
would be discovered What could she do to such
disaster?
She watched the soldiers guides they filed
down the village street debouched to the fields
the edge Of the wood disappeared in the thcky
clustered trees She indoors to sit in the little
to think, and her mind speedily made She went
into the yard where her fathers two elegas stood and
where her father had his small workshop From the tools
there she selected couple of files which she secreted
in her dress. She went back into the house. that
her mother asleep, and took from hook the old
shuba and pair of felt boots which had much
service. She passed thru the kitchen to the
yard and snatche rather than took loaf bread
that was on the stove She hyserical half
laughing half-crying She passed out into the road,
peeped suspcousy thru the big wooden into the
village street Little knots of stood about that
impossible. She went to the back Of the yard
and thru the fencing into the lager where the
pigs and sheep huddled Like deer she sped
the lager pressed thru the thin tange of bushes at the
other found herself in the first furrow of the
plowed fields and not fifty yards from the edge of the
forest.
looked with eyes dilated with excitement,
her heart eapng her mouth her cheeks banched to the
wheness of the Siberian Then she sped across
the field, jumping from furrow to furrow until she
to the first tree She looked back No had her.
of that she felt The village reposeful; she
could the moving knots of in the street
that was all She paused for moment to regain her
spent breath and then went in amongst the trees.
AS the previous evening she made her without
mistake but crouched now and again in the shadow
of big tree whe she thought she heard the sound Of
the splash of feet in the iry underground Now
and then she thought she the CLINT OF bayonet IL
the sunlight which filtered down thru the branches but
it only the reflection from stagnant pool
the slime of insect left twig Lizards
small snakes and reptiles of all descriptions scutt1ed be-
path. But she pushed, looking into
pice went until at length to the stream
which she jumped to fall painting and exhausted
the feet of the arrestant
"You have GOMEZ he said. Heaven be praised! I
thought you had deserted me-"
.Listen" she painted "The soldiers in the wood