The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1906-05-13

face with his kind eyes and again drop
ping them
That was his faith. and for that he
was banged and I am now being sent
to solitary confinement for the same
cause
Tho old man mnde a low bow from his
waist. and silently withdrew
mo; that Was not his faith" thought
he; "Ho knew the true faith, whereas
this one either boasts of being or the
same belief or else does not wish 10 dis
close II. Well, then, ] shall have TO per
sIst In my search. Both here. and In ST.
beria. God is everywhere, and there arc
men everywhere. once on the road, oak
your way, thought the old man. and
again took up his Testament which
opened itself ut Revelation. and putting
on his spectacles he seated himself at
tho window and began TO read
1N
Another seven wears passed. Meienctsky
had concluded HIS solitary confinement IN
the PetropavloyslSy fortress and was be-
Ing transtcrred TO penal labor
He had undergone much during ihose
seven years but hs opinions h&d not
changed or his energy ahatod. During
tho examinations before his confinement
In the fortress he astonlshed tho prosecu-
tors and judges by his nrIn ana contemp-
tuous attitude toward those Ia whose
/ power he wes III the depth OF his soul
his Imprisonment a2d hls Inability 10
complete tho task he had commenced
caused him much suffering but 10 did
not show this. As soon as he camo In
touch with others a fierce Gohance arose
in him. To the questione put to him he
was silent ana only answered wneu there
was an opportunity of spiting those who
cross examined him-the Gendarlnc olhcer
or tho prosecutor.
him. You may alleviate your position by
a sincere confession he smiled conteinp-
tuously, and after a silence. eald
III you hope 10 force me by advantage
or fear TO betray my comrades you nre
Judging mo according to your own meas
/, ure. Can you really imagine that In un-
IL fy.y .I.h No n r
judging me l had not prepared myself
for the worst? You cannot either aston
ish or intimidate me by anything DO
with me what you may, what YOU Ike
And IL was pleasant to him to SEQ tho
way they looked Mt each other In confu-
sion
When he was tnken to the Petropaylov-
sky fortress and placed in n small damp
cell. with q dark pane OF glass In WIN
dow high up. he understood that IL was
not for months, but for years. and was
overcome with horror. Dreadful was the
regulated, lifeless silence OF this place
and the consciousness that II was not
him alone. but that here, behind these I'M
penetrablo walls, other prisoners wore
confiued-condemned TO ton, twenty
years, committing suicide. being execut-
consumption. Here were both women
and mon and perhaps friends.
Years wilt pass and thou also wilt go
VIII viii know m 5 about It." thought he
And in his heart there arose hatred
against nll men and especially those VINO
were the cause or his incarceration This
hatred demanded the presence OF Its OBJ
jects, demanded motion, noise. But here
was ufeless silence and the soft steps
of silent men who did not answer ques
tiCns tho sound of doors opening and
shutting. the arrival OF food at regular
intervals, the visits OF silent individuals
and through the dim glass the light or
the rising sun. darkness and the same ST.
lence. the same soft steps and the same
sounds Thus 1t was today, tomorrow
And haterd without finding an
outlet devoured his heart.
He tried to communicate by KNOCKS put
received no answer. and his knocks ellc-
tied again the same soft steps ana the
eN en- voice of a man threatening MN WIN
the dark cell
His only period OF rest and refreshment
was the time OF sleep. but after this tho
awakening was dreadful: In his dreams
mostly absorbed with interests which he
regarded as Incompatible with his reVo-
lutionary life. He played on some KIND OF
strange fiddle paid court TO young Ia
dies rowed In boats. went shooting, or
else, for some strange scientific discovery
he was endowed with doctors degree
by foreign university, and In return
made speeches OF thanks at dinner These
dreams were so vivid, while the reality
was so dull aud monotonous that the
memories OF them were With diihculty
distinguished from actually.
The painful featur" OF the dreams was
that for the most part he invoke at tho
very moment when something was Just
going TO happen toward which he was
Striving. which he desired Suddenly, a
shock in the heart and all the pleasant
environment disappeared, there remained
only the painful unsatished longing. and
again this gray wall with damp spots,
lighted with little lamp and under his
body the hard planks with the straw bed.
pressed up on one side.
Sleep was his best time. But as his
confinement went on he was less and less
able to sleep. He sought sleep as the
greatest happiness. and tho moro he de-