The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-03-05
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Mr.. Rafferty, Enlightcns Mr.. Madd,,
on the Gar and the Condition
of Affairs In Russia.

DO you know the wan thing that's wor,,
nor povertyf- said Rafferty,.
Faith, do not" replied Madden. TAI.
thirst"
NO, It's fear"
'Fearl' exclaimed Madden. Faith fear.
not bad at all. Ii lasts only short tim.
That's true for most men, said Rafferty,.
But there's wan man in the world tina.
would give million dollars to be in vouy
brogans,
Where Ia he' He can have my shoe.
for dollar and "a half Who is he, any.
how"
, Hes the za-ar Of all the Russas. He's
afeard TO eat or to drink. to go out or tostsv
in the house. to lie down or to get up Sleep
in, or wakin', wslkin or rdin'. the biz
gray fear O. death is on him. till his hear,
gets to be IA cold az an egg in an icebo1.
poor man.
Dear dear now, that's hazard said
Madden, sympathetically
And what's moro, he daren't drink A
glass O. beer without hsvfn' n,ooiik drtnA
half OF 1t before he takes taste"
Il thought they drank whiskey In Rue
ala. said Madden
no, they have liquor called vodka.
A mixture OF oarbolic acid. vinegar and
tabasco sauce But the za-ar darent
drink II for fear that he'd be pizened'
! should think that pi1en would be wasted
in mixture ike that. said Madden.
'Aye, 10 you would replied Rafferty,.
with conviction. But what would YOU
think OF a man that nd oone down to hrsk-
quist and find beside his dish Of Hrppavo
a letter written In blood, in blood, man
calm him haythin hlaREard. an waruin'
him to say his prayers, for they were shy
Of Russian angel tn Heaven. and he was
goin' up there in pieces without his con-
sint?'
We'll, think would rather die Of thu
IA shionable disease pindycufis. said Mad
den.
Ills not about dyfn' TIM tzIktn', bur tbs
fear o. death comm In q Eaycret an hidyurs
way said rafferty,.
We'll. atn't afeerd o. DEATH Said Mad
dem valiRutty.
NO, you are q brzve man. bekase you
think death Is far of. But you were never
sittin' on q powder keg End another man
standin' at the bmghole wild a lighted
match in his hand. an you strapped to tbs
1ckr AL LIl<ki lIlo%lulb 10 HgUt tle
powder. an ierkin' back the match before
the powder was ill., an GRIMM at you, an
you wild the cowh sweat comm out of your
hands an feet, an q man named Msthsr
Nihilist, wild divfps grin on his face.
standin' by an teIltn' you that your Uncle
Sergus Was blown through the roof OF
carriage, an wtnn they picked him up in
pieces he filed two bushel baskets
that's the place tho Zs-zr is to-day.
Madden. And now is II any wonder that
he'd Ike to be IN your ould brogans7 I
ask you that
THANK the good God. man, that you
have your beer without fear o pi1en. that
you can walk along tho street Gnd ntver
man viii notice you. sn' IL yuu gro careful
not TO call an Irishman bigger thxn You
are a liar. you have a dacfnt chance q dyin
In your bed
But what are they persecutfn the poor
man for. Rafferty,
s'ris all a matter q politics en- whippin'
women an little children" replied Rafferty,.
Be careful not to 3out your wife or your
little children, Madden. for If you do your
soul viii te required Of you in-in--'
We'll, well, Rafferty, said Madden
hastily. you needn't mintion the plaza.
There's room there far the both Of us