Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-12-25
GIRL REvoLUTIoNIST.
Adventures Of Young Russian
Flight to London.

From the London Chronicle.
The girl revolutionist Is certainly one OF
the most extraordinary products Of the
movement in Russia Like a meteor she
comes and disappears At crucial moments
she is ever to be found on the scene OF &C
ton, where with an almost incredible
amount Of perseverance and cool deter
mination she essays her task In the race OF
any danger that may confront her
Such a one is temporarily staying in Lon-
don for the double purpose Of recuperating
her much shaken health and Of withdraw
ing herself from the attention OF the Rus
sian police who have lately shown her UNI
comfortable attentions.
OF Lettish nationality. she halls from
Riga. Only twenty-five years OF age. she
has already been an active member OF Ihe
revolutionary movement for more than hve
years. Within a few days she returns to
the scene Of action, and, for obvious rea-
sons, prefers not to disclose her name.
Il am what you might call born revolu-
ZIONIST" she said yesterday. After leav-
ing. or being turned out OF school, became
a telegraphist. 1 talked to my colleagues
of their duty toward the suffering masses.
and one morning l was told to leave the
Office At that time 1 did not belong to
any organization. but worked on my own
account for the movement. Finding. how
ever, that 1 could do but little single hand
ed, I Joined the party. When was about
sixteen years of age my parents turned me
away owing to my ideas.
II then was learning to set up type, and
was engaged in printing revolutionary lit
erature in one of our secret workshops.
But the police had been searching for me,
and we suddenly found our house surround
ed with soldiers and gendarmes. l was ar
rested with four other colleagues and went
through my first term of Imprisonment,
which only lasted four months. for the
al
Released. I went to Moscow, and thence
to Riga, where my real work started-the
difficult task of unloading from the foreign
ships along the quay revolutionary Htera-
them away in our numerous haunts. After
nightfall five six of US, disguised as
| fishermen, would venture out in a boat and
row up the well-illuminated river, past the
police and custom house boats among the
ships. To be caught meant certain death.
Often we had to hide for hours or race
away from the police to some hiding place
where we could unload our dangerous cargo
and stow it safely away Even then our
| troubles were not at an end. The weapons
| had to be taken in small quantities t.
many houses, SO that In case Of accidents
our enemies could only seize small Trac.
| ton of them.
II was also busy as practical printer
| Our presses are invariably situated in big
| buildings, with front and back entrance.
| (as. moreover, are all our haunts), where
| the coming and going Of people are not SO
much noticed. But the work Is very tedi
| GUS, as we dare not use noisy machines
| but we are compelled to do everything BY
| hand and to draw the copies by means o,
a roller similar to those used with cyclic
styles.
''In February Of this year was arrested
| for the second time-within the very pre-
| cincts of the prison. I had brought litera
/ ture to the political prisoners, which ]
| threw through the window. little thinking
| that few minutes later should be among
| them. But a policeman recognized me an(
brought me under lock and key. But my
Innocent appearance duped them. and aftel
"a few days 1 was free once more. though
followed by spies. on the track of my as
sociates. A revolutionists first duty is t
know how to disappear. and before they
| could lay hands upon me or anybody else
1 was off to Sevastopol. e~-eS
! 'In my new field I found, however, mo-
sufficient work and excitement, and, de
| spite the fact that had Intended never tc
return to the Baltic provinces again. wen
| back-to the surprise of my comrades anG
!, of the police. When could not stay any
| longer, l made up my mind to 30 abroad
| After many difficulties reached the Ger.
man frontier, which / had to cross In the
dead of night, as was not in possession
/ of a passport. I walked to Memel on foot
| But the Prussian authorities had made VI
their mind to send me back as a dangerous
revolutionist. So took to flight once more