The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1904-03-11

bing With snow the hands and face ana
feet Of strong young man, who was
fGic totlooli upon. and all the fairer be-
cause he was in the valley OF the shad-
ow of death. At last she was rewarded.
AlcXandrovitch slowly opened his eyes
and looked into the face OF beautiful
young girl. You are one OF the an
gels up in heaven" lie murmured.
She shook her head. II am Anna
Saratoys!ly," she answered.
And all this was some years ago.
In Anna Saratovsky's village Alex
androvitch lived and moved and had
his being. He was u Russian, and she
was Il Jcwess, but to him she was one
Of the angels Up in heaven.
1t was early summer in the village.
One night without n sound 200 men
stole each from his house and met un-
der cover Of the darkness in the mar
ket place. Suddenly a mighty shout
went up from them.
"l'he Jews! The Jewsw they cried.
"Doath to the Jcwsr' That was the
beginning; after that, battle, murder,
sudden death, blood ard fire, fire and
blood The men were Russians; their
neighbors were the Jews. Each man
turned upon his nciGhbor; each man
armed himself and struck and struck
and struck to kill. They entered home
after home, dragging tho innoccnts in-
to the streets and SlGughtering them
like cattle. AlcXundrovitch was a Rus
sian. He, too, sought house. He was
almost too late. Two people of the
name of Saratovsliy lay weltering in
blood. They lay there at their door
post, where AleXandroVitch had lain so
many months before. Alcxandrovitch
looked upon them. His heart bled with
pity.
IF one could only have foreseen all
thiS." he cried. IF could have but
known He Shuddered not with fear,
but with dread. lie heard footsteps in
the house.
"Anna-Anna Saratovsky!" lie cried
in a low voice. He heard an inartlcu-
late sound. AleXandrovitch strobe over
the dead. He sought the living. lie
pecrcd into the house. In a corner Il
silent struggle--a struggle to the death
was being fought. 1t was young
girl, Anna SaratovSky, gagged, but
with free hands that she had torn clear
Of their bonds, fighting for dear life
against two men. 1t did not last long,
for AleXandrovitch was there He
sprang into the midst and struck out
right and left.
$50, so, Boroslli," he cried TO one Of
the men. "It is YOU who are the das-
tard. That for you, BoroslL! And that
for you, Mongolovitch!"
These two men were men that Alex
androvitch knew as well as he knew
his brother, but it was all one now,
for there was murder in the heart Of
AleXandrovitch, even as there had been
murder in the heart Of the two men,
for AleXandrovitch was fighting for
something more than his own life, and
he was maniac for the instant-a
wild beast. FINALLY he drew his hand
across his brow and turned to Anna
SaratOvsky. Then he stepped back and
opened a rear door.
"Anna Saratovsky," he said, 'thy ia
ther and thy mother are beyond all
aid; none can help them now. We must
even leave them where they are. The
Holy Mother will protect them. Come
thou with me, Anna Saratovsky." He
did not give her time to hesitate. He
caught her in his arms and forced her
through the open door.
"Fly, Anna Snratovsky"' he whisper
ed in her ear. Ely, for the flying
death comes after US"
1t was wild flight that night of the
dread massacre. But at last the two
had left pursuit behind. AS the day
began TO break AleXandrovitch reached
forth his arm and lifted from the
ground the form of the fainting girl.
Then with his precious burden he
struck across the country: He reached
q small, secluded and deserted stable.
With the girl still in his arms he enter
ed. They crouchod there in corner.
Suddenly the girl hurA1 into bysterical
weeping. MY father and my moth
err she exclaimed. "AIy father and
my mother!'
Ale&androvitch comforted her. There
was a long silence between them.
Suddenly AlcXandrovitch bent down
his head. Little one" he whispered,
"thou art alone in this wide world.
Thou didst save me once from death.
My life belongs TO you and yours to me.
Let us go through life together, little
one. Today our faith is onc-our creed
Is love-"
Anna Saratovsliy clung to him.
"Whither thou goest," she whispered,
II will go. Where thou lodgcst l will