The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-03-14
Shaking Dice for Our Money.

wondering from which direction a bomb would come to blow him up. when battery of artillery across the river started to fire salute. and then the devil was to pay It seems that the gentlemen who handle the guns. and who was supposed to fire blank cartridges into the air, put in loaded cartridges. filled with grape shot, and took aim at the Winter palace. and cut loose at Mir. CZar.
 Well, you would have been paral- yzed to see the change that came over that crowd, blessing the river one minute and damning the czar and the grand dukes the next. The shot went into the Winter palace and tore the furniture and ripped up the ceiling of the room the czar was in, and in moment all was chaos. as though ev- cry Russian knew the czar was to be assassinated at that particular mo- ment, and all rushed toward the Win ter palace s though they expected pieces of the Little Father would be thrown out the window for them to play football with. For a people who are supposed to be lawful and law abiding, and who have their rulers, 1t seemed strange to see them all SO tickled when they thought he was blown higher than a kite by his own soldiers.
 Dad and started with the crowd for the Winter palace. and then we had taste of monarcilial government. The crowd was rushing over us and dad got mad and pulled off his coat and said he would whip any con- founded foreigner that rubbed against him with a sheepskin coat on, and he was just on the point of smiting a fel- low with whiskers that looked like scrambled bristles off black hog when a regiment. of Cossacks came down on the crowd riding horses like a wild west show, and with whips in their hands, with a dozen lashes to each whip, and they began to lash the crowd and ride over them, while the people covered their faces with their arms, and run away, afraid of the whips. which cut and wound and kill as each lash has little lead bull lets fastened to them and a stroke of the whip Is like being shot with buck shot or tickled with a frozen boot
 Well, sir. dad was going to show the Cossacks that he was pretty near an American citizen and didn't propose to be whipped like school boy by teacher that looked like a valentine. so he tried to look like George Wash ington defying the British, but it didn't work. for a Cossack rode right up lo nm ana ldshed him over the back (and about fifteen buckshot in his whip took dad right where the pants are tight when you bend over to pick up something) and the Cossack laughed when dad strajghtened un and started to run.
 never saw such a change In s man as there was in dad. He started for our hotel, and as good a sprinter as l am l couldn't keep up with him. but l kept him in sight, before we got to the hotel sledge came along. not an "old sledge." such as you play with cards, high low -jack-game, but A sort of sleigh, with three horses abreast, and I yelled to dad to take hitch on the sledge, and he grabbed on with his feet on the runners. and a man in the sledge with a uniform on. who seemed to be a grand duke cause everybody was chasing him and yelling to head him off. hit dad in the nose with the butt of a revolver and dad fell off in the snow and the crowd that was chasing the grand duke picked dad up and carried him on their shoulders because they thought he had tried to assassinate the duke. and we were escorted to our hotel by the strikers.
 We didn't know what they were, but you can tell the laboring men here because they wear bIouses and look hungry, and when they left us the landlord notified the police that sus- picious characters were at the hotel