Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1905-07-27
STARVED AND ABUSED
Pen PICTURE OF PIRATES
on BOARD The POTEMKINE
LANDED IN RouMANiA SICK AND
IN DISTREsS-REFUSED RIGHT
OF BURYING THEIR
COMRADE.

Constanza, Roumania, July S.-The
quietude of this small, beautiful Rou.
manian maritime town has been chang
ed into feverish excitement. hear
murmurs In the streets and go down
to Inquire. am told the Russian mu.
tineer battleship Potemkine, the
cause Of the revolution In Odessa, has
arrived in the harbor.
The wind Is high and the pillows
rough. The town is alarmed and
there Is much interest everywhere.
Soldiers, old men, and children, are
eager to reach the quay. They bear
me along. When the sea, white with
foam, at last breaks on our eyes, we
find another multitude of anxious
faces which turn to meet us. A look
OF relief soon comes on every visage.
| hear some shout over narrow es.
cape. | ask an explanation and a
young cavalry lieutenant gives 1t.
You see, madamoiselle, these infat.
uated creatures are half famished.
They came here, maybe, to surrender
anyway, perhaps. to obtain food. 1t
will be impossible to prevent them
taking food II they try. Their formid.
able battleship could In half an hour
demolish the town."
Indeed, the menacing monster is the
Potemkine. the mutineers' ship. There
are signs Of sympathy in the faces Of
the multitude, as a dozen marines as.
cend the rough stone steps of a quay
Aa hAt
room to move see some ladies' hold
their skirts back. as II afraid of being
contaminated by the touch of pirates.
The men looked weary and weak
with famine and there Is duplication
In their savage eyes. Their blue gray
jackets are dirty and torn. The veins
of their foreheads aud necks are alb.
normally swollen.
The men are met by Roumanian of.
ticials. 4 man advances from a group
OF mutlneers who appears to be the
CHIEF of the terrible little band. The
Roumanian officers seem a trife EN-
barrassed over the necessity to hold
speech with a mutineer. One sturdy
mutineer In blue, strong type Of mix.
ed apathy and violence, speaks.
The spectators utter cry, Of sur.
prise as they hear the mutineer's first
words. The man speaks our language.
He was Roumanian from Bessara-
bia. a province now belonging to Rus
sia, which before the war Of 1887 be-
longed to the Danubian principalities.
This man, an outlaw, head of the aw.
full revolution which has been the
source of disorder and terror for more
than week, Is countryman OF ours.
The hatred and disgust inspired van
ishes. He looks weary; he is hungry.
Are there other Roumanlans aboard?
Alack! Yes; but they have not forgot.
ten their mother tongue-Roumaniap.
No, we must not send them away -
Roumanians-and to think we were
afraid of them!
His name, he says. Is Mitsuchenko.
Indeed, that is a Roumanian name.
He says he is an engineer.
To the stern officers surrounding
him, he says:
1--WE are not guilty. sirs, we assure
you. We were justified. We saw an
officer slaughter our comrade. We
had been ill.treated and starved. We
got rid of our officers without tormen'
ting them.
I'VE want Russia TO be happy and
free. Our beautiful Russia is now Il
dungeon land of darkness. We want.
ed to bury our slaughtered comrade
decently In the small cemetery in Odes
sa. Then 1t was the Cossacks sur.
rounded the grave where was pro-
nounced funeral speech, and fired on
us. We regained our ship, our fort
ress, and determined never to sur
render.
1.-THE revolution is only dawning. We