The Wenatchee daily world. [volume] (Wenatchee, Wash.) 1905-1971, 1905-11-02

her escort. having produced his own
card. joined her.
Day was dawning and the bells OF
Paris at Il distance were striking the
hour of when two carriages, soon
followed by a third, drew up in road
In the environs and party from each
passed to an open space beside
stream. The man who the night be-
fore had forced the quarrel advanced
to Lukitch and said:
Permit me, m'sieu, to apologize for
my insulting language last night, or.
rather. to explain it. Early in the
evening lady asked me to escort her
In round Of visits to the restaurants
in a search for some one she wished to
find When she saw you she asked
me to take the course l did, promising
that the affair should be taken of my
hands M'sieu, l have the honor to
present your real antagonist"
A figure. smaller than the others
present, who had been standing back,
advanced threw aside cloak and re-
vealed that she was woman. She
was dressed In a tight fitting costume.
with a short skirt. such as girls wear
in a gymnasium. The moment Lukitch
saw her be started.
"Varia!" he exclaimed.
"Varia Ivanovna, at your service,
Aleksei Lukitch."
What does this mean?" he asked
In tone that Indicated he knew 1t
meant good deal to him.
THAT the day of vengeance has
come"
The others of both parties drew near.
Intent Or this strange turn in the at
fair The woman continued:
You are faithful servant Of your
master. Aleksei Lukitch. He rewards
you for your service to him; 1t is my
part to punish you for your treachery
to me. You made love well, Aleksel,
so we'll that you won my heart. You
had fine revolutionary sentiments. 50
fine that they won my confidence and
revealed our purposes to You. DO
you see these shrunken cheeks, these
prematurely white hairs? Well, these
come from prison life i'll Siberia. where
YOU sent me- 1t was during those bit
ter days In that dark wintry country
that conceived this purpose, ana
every day, except when took part In
hunger strike in which we We're try
ing to end our sufferings by death.
renewed my VOW Of vengeance. That
vengeance was to have been murder.
I have changed II 10 death In an hon
orable way In the eyes OF the world.
On guard
The woman spoke as though not for
moment did she doubt the Issue OF
the combat To her enemy her words
seemed prophetic. The hand In which
ne held his sword trembled.
Then lie saw throng Of wretched
creatures. emaciated. starved. covered
with prison filth. white from the shad
ow In which they lived, gathering
abeut him and their champion. Their
eyes glistened as those Of wolves hum
gry for his blood He heard the wind
roaring through the Siberian forest,
now and again laden with the shrieks
of some prisoner craZed by suffering.
Above this wall came family tho
words ION guard spoken sharply by
his second to call him to himself. 1t
failed 70 rouse him. Those looking on
wondered His condition was SO pitt
full, he seemed such easy prey, that
both parties looked TO see the woman
threw down her sword and give him
his life But she. too. saw in memory
the throng of his victims. She saw. too.
the handsome fellow that had won her
heart for the purpose of betraying her
and those whose secrets she had given
him. Not one look Of wOmanly pity
lighted her face, dark with her own
and others revenge.
lon guard!' she cried.
ION guard- shouted the men Of both
parties as matadOres strive to anger
dropping bull.
Aleksei Lukitch heard and reused
himself to die.
A few minutes later the woman
threw down her sword and walked
quickly to her carriage. There was no
womanly reaction She did not shud-
der; she did not weep. This phase Of
woman's nature-at least for this one
man whom she had killed-had long
ago been eliminated. Alone she had
come ON to the field and alone she drove
away She had sprung from whence no
one knew and went no one knew
whittier No angel Of vengeance ap-
polluted by heaven to avenge sorrows
heaped on its suffering children could
have struck more mercilessly.
AIRLINE PHILLIPS.