The daily Alaskan., 1907-02-08
A Nihilist InfatuatiOn
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l kWllLGIlduN IlSI ' gVuhS i''AN' '+S asked if could direct him to Inter aken. replied that was going there and if he would join me would show him the way. He did so, and we kwalked on together His features were so cameo-like that had they not ex- pressed a good deal of character should have considered him very ef- teminate
 He said he was a student, but when 1 asked him at what university he stud led he evadcd the question. pretending not to have heard it. The distance to Interlakcn was five miles, and before we reached the place he had without any effort on his part gained singular Influence over me. l am believer in tanSfereuce of soul power, and 1 have since attributed the young mans effect upon mo to deep emotions that were ut the time absorbing his whole exist ence.
 On reaching Iutcrlaken we went to different hotels. l did not see him again during my stay there.
 When the czar visited Paris several years ago. or the day of his entry strulled out to see the imperial cavai- cade. Turning from the Rue Riyoli into the Place de la Concorde. figure came hurrying toward me, and aS it passed l recognized the young man 1 had met in Switzerland. l shall never forget the expression on his face. l could not read what that expression reflected from the soul within; but, the meeting happening near the spot where the gull. | lOt!nc had been set up during the reign of terror, I fancied him the spccter Of one who had died that France might be free. Notwithstanding that he was a boy, l could not help associating him with Charlotte Corday. l Some months later l was attending an evening party at Geneva, where l was introduced to a young girl, Mile. ! Zabriskie. whose face the moment I 1 saw il made me start It was the coun- terpart of that of the young man had met near Interlaken and afterward in Paris
 "M'sieu, why do you look at me so:" l she asked.
 'AIademoiselle," I replied, T have met a young man who is your very mage"
 "Oh. dear. When shall I cease having to explain this matter? I have twin brother. Doubtless it Is he you have met. People are always mistaking me ] for him"
 Was he at IntCrlaEeu q year ago." "Let me see. Yes; think he was. ) 1 anu sure be was"
 And at Paris during the visit of the { czar:"
 ! Her expression changed. She seemed i to be trying to master some emotion.
 Did you meet him there" she asked h whisper.
 "I did"
 She gave me a look as much as to l say. Let LIS change the subject 1 l respected her wishes, but my curi- osity struggled with my politeneSs, for ! I burned to ask more about this mystc- riouS brother
 When I went home that night ny l brain was in a whirl. Few people have ! thus come under a sudden dominating 1 influence as l did. and words are made. . uuate to express or explain it to those who have not. l only know that was on the verge of being madly in love. met Nile. XabriskIe several times dur 1 ing my stay in Geneva, passing rapid Iy from one stage of inthrallmcnt to an. other.
 1 One fine afternoon l went to her ! house-she was boarding but did not learn under whose chaperonage-t0 i keep an appointment with her to saun- ter on the banks of the blue Rhonc. To ] my aStonishment, l was told that she had left Geneva. She had left no word where she was going or any message for me. I called at the house where I had first met her and they told me that their acquaintance with her had been | short, and they could not or would not tell me how they had made It. It seem cd to me that I must find her or life would be unbearable: but, having se- | cured no Clcw, did not know where 10 look for her. I visited different cities, going often to theatcrs and gardens, but never in two years met either her or her brother.
 During that memorable Sunday when the workmen marched to the Winter palace and to slaughter was in St. l Petersburg. For weeks after saw persons almost daily marched to prison, and one morning while standing at my window a band of men and women passed that 1 was told was starting for Siberia. Among them 1 saw again the woman who had inthralled me. There was the same expression on the face l had so often seen there, and l now recognized 1t as voluntary martyr dom. What became of my faculties for the next few minutes know not. but when l came to myself the throng of exiles had disappeared.