The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1904-03-23
ALEXANDROV|TCH
BY WILLIAM II. OSBORNE
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memory Il memory of death. Alex
androvitch was still young, almost II
boy, but he WIS younger then. when
he had met death and walked part way
with her hand in hand. 1t WAS sum
mer now, but then 1t had been winter.
AleXandroVitch for the nonce east out
of good employment, had started In ON
Shankowltch's mare to trudge from
one village TO another
He did not make II fine appearance
altogether. His clothes were thin, and
he had tied his hands and feet In bur
laps -burlaps picked up III the gutter
and he had started of. Remember.
this had been some years ago. He had
started out. bending his muscular body
10 the gale. pressing on In the teeth OF
the wind
lie had started out; that WAS all. He
renNmbered but little else, for he was
but 'onc-third of the way out of Nodo-
losk when the blizzard struck him. But
on he went running briskly to keep
the blood warm In his limbs and fol
lowing the road MS best he could And
then there had come n time when he
felt his very soul freeze within him
He cried aloud In agony. But he press
ed on.
Suddenly all this was changed In
place of the cold drowsy warmth
spread over him. He thought that he
WINS lying wrapped In furs before some
great log fire. Red flames danced be-
fore his eyes. AleXandrovltch thought
TINT he danced and laughed aloud. he
felt so comfortable, But he did not
He WAS simply staggering through the
deep SNOW. his head lolling from side
TO side and his dark eyes staring mt va
cancy. Finally he pitched headfore
most.
"Ah," muttcred Alexandroyitch to
himself pleasantly, this is indeed a
bed of down. Now shall sleep and
sleep and sleep"
And AlcNandrovitch slept. And the
blizzard roared about him. Ii was u
strange thing that but twelve feet to
the right of Alexandrovitch there was
II small cottage. almost covered with
the snow Inside WIS young girl,
the daughter of Abram SaratOvsky.
Sarntovsky WIS jew, Russian Jew.
There WIS but one window To this cot
tage, and In this window sat the young
girl. closely wrapped up In rug, for
the cold entered and the SNOW drifted
In through the pane of glass. She was
pecrlng out, watching the storm. Now
the snow dashed against the house
and blinded her Then VI It'll sudden
gust 1t would blow away and open up
a wide vista outdoors. During one OF
these swlrls the girl caught II glimpse
of something dark that lay prone upon
bed of snow. She Muddercd This
81 was alone The family Rad gone
TO market at II nearby village. There
they would stay until the storm had
spent its force. Anna Saratovsky peer
ed out mt the dark spot In the snow.
Obeying Il sudden impulse, she rose and
yenturcd TO the door. Then she re
turned.
at Is nothing" she assured herself
at is not II man. nm seeing sights.
1t Is the storm" Again she peercd out.
1T is-it h IL man." she exclaimed to
herself ii man who VIII surely freeze
TO DEATH
She gathered her rug close about her.
Then with sudden energy she threw
open the little door and staggered, bur
fetcd by the storm, across the space
of twelve feet 1t might just AZ well
have been twelve yards. The storm,
which had designs upon Alexandra
Witch, prevented her from reaching
him. But only for n time. Making IN
extra effort, she east off the rug that
leap, she plunged forward and fell
prone upon the dirk object by the road-
side. The object stirred.
He Is alive" exclaimed ANN Sara
tovsky "alivc, and | must save him.
The next few moments made wO-
man out of mere girl. The work of |
those few moments WAS the work of IL |
But she did It, Fifteen min |
utcs later Anna Saratovsky was rub |
bling with snow the hands and face and |
feet of IL strong young man, who was |
fair TO look upon, and MI the falrcr be- |
cause he was In the valley of the shad- |
ow of death. AT last she was rewarded
Aiexandroyitch slowly opened his eyes
and looked into the face of II beautiful
young girl. You are one of the an
gels up in heaven" he murmurcd.
She shook her head Il am Anna
she answered.
And all this was some years ago.
In MN a. piiIaun Inv
lived and moved and had
his being. He was Russian and she
was a Jcwess, but to him she was one
of the angels up In heaven.
II was early summer In the village
One night without II sound 200 men
stole each from his house and met I'M
der cover Of the darkness In the mar
ket place. Suddenly n mighty shout
went up from them,
"The Jews, Tho Jewsw they cried.
Death to the Jews That was the
beginning; after that. battle, murder.
sudden death. blood and fire, fire and
blood The men were Russians: their
turned upon his ncighbor; each man
himself and struck and struck
and struck to kill They entered home
after home, dragging the innocents in
to the streets and Strengthening them
like cattle. Alexandrovitch was a Rus
sian. He too, sought house He was
almost too late. Two people Of the |
name of Saratovsky lay weltering In
blood. They lay there ut their door
post, where Alcxandrovitch had lain 80 |
many months before. Alexandrovitch |
looked upon them. His heart bled with
pity.
eff one could only have foreseen all |
this" he cried. IF could have but
known He shuddered not with fear,
bnt with dread. He heard footsteps In
the house
"Anna Anna Saratovskyw he cried
Ia a low voice. He heard an inarticu-
late sound. Alexandroyitch strobe over
the dead. He sought the living. lie
peered into the house. In u corner
silent strugglc-a struggle to the death