The Washington times., 1905-04-16

soon. l am hoping against hope when
ask for your love, but at least know
have your friendship, and if you have
no love to give me now perhaps in time
II may come.
Stll Madame Won Breunen did not
answer, she had grown very pale and
she who was never at a loss for word.
apparently did not know how TO begin.
! again 1t was the Senator who spoke.
Marie. love has been a stranger TO
me- have seen many loves grow and
develop in my life, but / have never
had time to fall in love myself. Life
without love is barren and cherries as
spring day without sunshine. Since
met you have known this VIII you
not help me-"
""Senator Langisorne," SAID Marie, at
| last, you have paid me great com-
plinlent, the greatest an honorable man
can pay womay Before ! answer you
may tell you something of my life and
what l live for?" The blue eyes looked
at him appealingly. anxiously.
| "Of course
! II am a Russian-perhaps you did not
know it-naany do not. Billy Hale knew
and may have told you. My father was
Count Lamskoy of whom you must have
heard as one of the first TO seek to edu-
cate and better the condition of the
peasantry. All my girIhood was spent
/ on our estates working with my father
among the poor II you could have seen
| the JOY our little kindnesses carried to
! those humble homes you would realize
| what the work meant to me.
My mother did not sympathize with
my father or his work, and when she
could she took me 20 our palace in St.
| Petersburg, where she stayed during
the season. living in the midst Of the
social whirl At last the crash came.
The government arrested my father and
sent him 10 Siberia. 1 was pardoned,
for my mother had influence in high
circles. But my fathers estates were
conf1scated and I was entirely depen-
dent upon my mother. She insisted upon
my marrying a man whom / afterward
learned to detest. l never saw my
father again, for he died soon after his
exile began. Bound as / was, 1 became
more and more attached to the cause
OF freedom 1t was to me what father,
/ husband, or child should have been 1t
was my ALL Since my husbands 5 death
/ have to all outward appearances lived
a butterfly life in the different courts
and capitals of the world But never
III all this time have I forgotten for
moment the suffering, the pain. and
misery CT the millions of poor at home.
What I could l have given from my
private fortune. though as quietly as
possible, remembering my fathers fate
Where 1 could I have used my influence
to have humane governors assigned to
the provinces.
She paused The Senator was listen
inf intently, sympathetieally. But aa
expression of dull understanding had
crept into his face
.At last it seems Providence has put
a weapon into our hands, weapon
which, while it cuts our native land
cruelty will heal the greatest OF all
wounds. 1t is the war with Japan II
Russia yields, the tyranny of years viii
fall and the poor will be benefited
When you made your great fight the
other day to prevent the United States
from joining in the war you asked me
II [ did not wish you luck. Wish YOU
luck How / prayed-not that you
might fail-but that my cause might
triumph, You were too strong You
say that you love me. Do you love me
enough 20 withdraw your opposition to
the action of the United States2 Do
you love NE enough 10 change your
mind and give my country hberty2
And mine DEATH" put in the Senator
quickly, as she finished. Then he said
not a word but sat gazing into the blaz-
ing fire Madame Won Breunen leaned
toward him. her face world of eager
ness and hope.
Surely YOU love me enough for that
she murmured softly.
The Senator shook himself like great
deg, which has come to dry land from
the waters in which he has been SWIM
ming He rose to his commanding
height and stood looking down at Marie
On his face was one of the saddest
smiles man ever wore.
.'Good-by,'' ne said quietly There was
that finality in his voice which tells all
| hope is lost. There could be no tenn
porizing with this man, for he was one
Of the few who see their course clearly
and Immediately and follow Il with a
firm hand on the tiller. He never jock
eyed for a start. He did this woman
the honor to see that he could not sep
arate her from what had been her Hfe's
desire and he put the welfare OF his
country ahead of his own love. He took
her hand and bowed low over it Then
without another word he walked to the
door. She watched him with d curious
glance, half disappointment, half relief.
II his thoughts were bitter he gave no
sign.
When he mad gone, Madame Won Breu-
Zen rose from her chair and walked
quickly to the next room where she sat
at her desk Suddenly she took a long
breath and said softly to herself. ''Oh
am free, 1 I'M free
Picking up her pen she wrote this nots
to the prince.
Il have done my best but without
avail Must see you tomorrow night
Have man walk along F street north
west. between Seventh and Fourteenth
e streets. between 4:4o and o'clock Le
d him give 4 reply to the third person who
h esks him, Have You the Maltese Cross?
g On the following day man in The
House. an enemy of Senator Lang
V horne electrified Congress, and latel
e by means of the telegraph and cable
: though one New York daily had tbs
story in type hours before, the world
r by a bitter speech in which ne accused
e the Senator of being a thief OF the worS'
c type, and declared that he had positive
| urOof of y oicnptip graft whereby tul