Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1904-10-07
CHAPTER X.

CHAPTER X.
I finish not my sentence, for l see
coming toward us, in a cloud Of dust, a
large "calash" drawn by four horses.
NV companion has started forward, and
is peering in the direction of the equip
age with his hand arched over mis- blink
ing eyes.
by all the saints, it is very like
yes, it is my uncle's calash! he ex-
claims.
THAT is we'll; then 1 have the honor
to wish you good-by," | say, moving
quickly away.
'FNo-leave nae not! Stay and help
me out of this! What will he think to
find me thus? Oh-ah, help me to some
lie! You are fellow-student-bo fond
Of walking-fne day-back me up. breth-
crv'
1 bite my lip and pause irresolute.
There is nothing for it but to meet the
inevitable with q bold front.
81 will stay" 1 reply. "Iou may
rely on me-"
He wrings my hand, and proceeds to
mop his face with d dirty cambria hand
kerchief; after which he pulls down his
waistcoat, straightens himself, and all
ready the cloud of dust is receiving u.s..
"Ah, my uncle, thought I was not
mistaken! | knew your trottcrs at
glance. I hope l see you well, Vaslll
Grigorieyitch!
Ike sole occupant Of the carriage,
thin, sharp-featured man Of middle age,
dressed in uniform, peers at the speaker
and then exclaims:
Andrea Piotrovitch!"
Eyes, my uncle, am hel Ha, ha!
You have expected me for some days;
but not thus, not now!'
II have looked for this arrival every
day for q week! And now what is this?
[ meet thee here, on foot and in this
plight?"
"Ah, yes, that is just it, a plight!
Walking on dusty road improves not
ones appearance. Ha! ma! | feel quite
disreputable. But it is only ON the sur
face, my uncle. You see. am passion
ately fond of walking in the country, and
the day is so fine I could nett resist.
A freak-a mere freak and now have
had enough of it. My friend-heHa-as
1 was saving, my friend here was just
com planning Of fatigue when You came
in sight. Vasili Grigeriewitch."
THE lying scoundreT." I think, yet I
dare rot contradict him, and stand silent
ly enduring the severe scrutiny OF the
Governor.
Heinz he nasals at length, ard with
draws, his eyes. Where are thy elects,
Andrea Piotrevitcs?'
Sent in advance, nay uncle; they will
arrive before U.s.
HEM calculates the Governor
again. And to the man servant who
has descended frenl the boz: ''Y ereznei,
OPEN
Tire carriage doer is held wide.
May | pray yoG to ascend, monsi SURF
The Governor is, addressing me, though
he g looking past me.
Il thank your ENcelleneE, but am
really walking from choice, therefore beg
to decline your courteous offer"
"Ah-indeed are you fond of walking,
an accomplished pedestrian, and doubt
less true votary of Nature. 1 cengrat-
ulate you Oh your good taste, sir.'' Then
to his nephew: "Yet / understood thee to
say that thy friend had complained Of
fatigue, Andrea Piotrovitch?'
Said / so, Vasili GrigeEieviteh? Sure
wrong. I said that I was fatigued.
could scarcely say so Of n,y friend-hem
Ivan - hem - Ivan Feed0reivitch."
Here his uncfe's gaze being removed
from him, the perverted 1ackanapes
winks and makes grimace at me. Ivan
Feodoreivitch," he repeats with empha-
sis and another wing, ''can walk his fifty
yersts day as easily as you can take
- NV laFt
It is evident to me that since he is
comfortably installed in his uncle's car
rage and the embarrassment Of the meet
ing is tided over, Andrea Piotreviteh
would not be sorry to part from me.
Indeed A manly accomplishment, -
observes the Governor. making me q stiff
bow. Presently he asks me: ''Are you
making any stay in Koyno, Ivan Fec
doreivitch! p
I vince at the name the young fool has
! fathered me with, and to which l am
compelled to answer: mo, your Excel
lency, am merely passing through"
| "Ah, well, if we are not to have the
| pleasure OF your company. Ivan Eco
| doreivitch, l have the homer to wish
you good-day," and the Governor raises
| his cap with another stiff bow, to which
respond
''Au revoir, Ivan Feodore;vitch" ex-
claims Andrea, with an audacious grin.
The man servant shuts the carriage
door, swings himself to tho box, and in
a few moments l stand alone in the road
I step out after this, and the verst stones
crop up quickly one after another.
advance into the town until the houses
begin to take the form OF streets, and
| feel the round powders of the pavement
under my feet Then l ask my way to
the general postoffice Of respectable
looking citizen.
| I am directed to the usual square
| fianked on all sides by government build
| ings, over whose entrances hovers the
spread eagle. in the center Of which
rises an equestrian statue, probably OF
Peter the Great. I am presently enter
ing the pestoffice. In ascending the
steps my eyes rove up the street, ant
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