The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-11-01


this twentieth century the pretty young
man introduced you to may treat the prin-
ces of his empire as German barons chas-
tised their peasants two hundred years ago.
Lord over life and death, the Car is as a
matter Of course. but he is also master of
his subjects property and faith. He may
confiscate the deposits of a savings bank,
wipe out a newspaper and in the same
breath abolish an established church, and
no man who prefers the light Of the sun
to the polluted atmosphere of dungeon
burst say the one word: ''Why?'-"Why did
you have my father murdered, and raise
his assassins to stately dignity? Why do
you permit your Cossacks to tear the backs
of our wives and children with their
knouts?'
AS watched the little man in cheap hunt
ing toys at Murzsteg. firing holes in the
air, missing every aim set and appealing to
the good will OF passers by, the incongruity.
yet temporal unassailableness Of the polti-
cal systems of the day struck me with
peculiar force.
This Emperor. who, on coming to Vienna,
refused to drive from the Hofbug to the
palace of Schoenbrunn between lines Of sol
diers unless the trees on the road were first
denuded Of fruit-a falling chestnut or apple
might unnerve him-this young fellow who
| Is more easily frightened than half-bred
puppy, need but open his lips to set the
world ablaze in every hemisphere. His in
| fluence for good or bad extends to the
| furthest corners of the earth, his every
| within is anxiously considered In the i'm
perial palaces and ministries of Berlin and
| Vienna, of Picking and London, of Rome
and Toxic, and the President in the White
House pays much attention to Nicholas
as do the Rajahs and Moguls OF India,
while the fate of Constantinople and Of the
Christians of the Balkans themselves are
| In the hollow of his hand.
| HIS GREAT POWER.
| Just think of it, Here we have an every
| day young man, such as walk the streets
| OF German or British towns in scores-the
Romanoffs, you know. are only a hundredth
/ part Russian-whose yes or mo-" whose
faintest impulse is liable to change the
face Of the whole globe and send to the
slaughter-house as many human beings as
did Napoleon, Alexander, Caesar and Fred
erick the Great together
And how his brother kings envy this abso-
lutte sway, this ante-diluvian lordship. The
power that revolutions. the scaffold. prog
ress, changed times, blood and iron
wrested from other crowned heads. the
Car retains undivided. AS matter of
/ fact, he is the only real King in the world
to-day. Yet viewed as individual. he is
insignificance personified; there the utter
Observation-Disclosures OF Czarship begins.
| Look at the life he is leading with a
| world dancing attendance upon him. When
his pet dogs or servants writhe in agony
and die after tasting the food intended for
the imperial table. Nicholas must needs
praise God for having once more saved
him from assassination. A banquet is to be
held at the palace tonight The royal pro-
cession forms: the Emperor and his gen.
tlemer in gorgeous uniform, medallions and
saints pictures tingling on their chests. the
Czarina. her ladies and friends commanding
the mode for many months ahead by new
creations in millinery they have donned.
And as the porter. in silver-laced livery,
opens the doors OF the great hall where
they are to sit. the room is blown into
smithcreens while the man himself is torn
into a Thousand pieces. the faithful serv-
ants blood and brain bespattering the En-
press's very gowns.
Joys of imperial travel: Cossacks ahead
and behind, Cossacks lining the roadbed on
| both sides, numDeTleSS OIllclatS ana engl-
neers besides, who are responsible with
their heads for his Majestys safety. Sud
denly, in the midst OF the endless steppe
many miles from the nearest habitation, a
puff of white smoke. tremendous crash
rails bent locomotive without the tracks
cars climbing one upon the other. The
} smiling chamberlain who was just peeline
an orange for the sovereign master is
thrown three hundred feet, the nurse maids
} the Wallets, the secretaries are dead. The
guards who. a second ago, stood at atten.
ton welter in their blood. Are you alive
Alix?' THANK the Lord, yes, and / see yor
are unhurt. Nicholas, and our children. too
are safe
, Another TIE Deum is sung. and the I'm
perial family camps on the blood-stained
; field until relief train is brought up.
FEAR MAY LEAD TO MURDER
: 1.-THE Turk is numbering Christians again
: let us hear what Edward has to say
about it,
: The adjutant who carries King Edward!
dispatch enters quickly. according to or
ders, holding the portfolio with the en-
velope IN his outstretched hand.
Nicholas. forever watching peoples move
. ments. mistakes the map for a weapon ans
] fires. The adjutant is no more. but his wife