The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1908-07-25

besides, OF course, II he chose to run the
~ risk of having his frozen off, he
had perfect right to do So: So behold US, well well
in 0h and al 5s y.s sts1od e
while we waited for our sledge and post-driver to
make their appearance
in at the door. Ivan is waiting most worthy and
excellent sir" Not knowing my name or rank, and
called me "WoTthy excellent," and respectable"
50 continually that began entertain quite high
Come, Crabtree," l said cheerfully. and hast
ened into the little courtyard, where our black
eoffn-like sedge was standing. with strong little
There was busy hurrying to and fro, and jingle;
half-hoof over its neck. and the bells, which were
large and loud. hung in this and swung and sounded
their sharp notes with every toss OF his shaggy
The; driver finally came. pulling his fur cap down
o psos ana M belt we
What those pistols for, lvan?
For the wolves, most respectable. sir" he said.
"Wolves!" calculated Crabtree, with start.
Eyes. wolves little gentleman; said Ivan: But
saints will. Still. it is best to be ready
Sometimes we met another sledge and Ivan would
speak word to the driver.
There have been no wolves seen this far worthy
sir. Those traders have come through from Mos
Presently handsome sledge drawn by two fine
horses. dashed past us Ivan drew his little horse
@ in w ias ID bly, back he
all e snd hefs He IS veI socd There was
something he did that you might like to hear.
There was once post,driver who with his wife
and son, lived in a small house the station
have just passed. In summer he drove droshky
and in winter sledge between his village and the
station some twelve versts labout eight mles) far
Their on. Well, he; was fond Of talking and as he
could talk very we'll, and was quite amusing to listen
TO- his friends and neighbors were always getting
him to deliver speeches about this thing and that
thing. and because he must sometimes have some.
thing new: he-poor man-often said great many
things which he did not mean. SO one day he said
something about the Gar and governnent Official
arrested and taken off to Moscow, with guard on
"His wife cried bitterly as she watched them
past the of the road but her son, Dmitry the
younger. said cheerly. Do not cry, mother; father
will soon be back. and in the meantime we have
Feodor. the pony and drive the droshky as
well my father-yes, and sledge. too.
Dmitry took his fathers place at the post station
.Dmitryp travellers would sometimes say, Why,
Dmitry was a big man with long beard; and then
and 1 am here for time in his place And every
one who rode with him praised his careful driving
and the strength and spirit of Feodor, the little
pony. However tired Dmitry he always found
time to attend well to Feodo5 and h he
Salt FISH" cried my friend Crabtree, ncred-
ulousy. y,
l hurried to interrupt Ivan before he could finish
the obnoxious term
cit was all very we'll for Dmitry in the summer.
when the roads were good. But when winter
comes. SAID ola poSt-OrlVefS, we Will see Wnat
happens
The robes all shaken out and the bells were
shining and Feodor paving the snow and
snorting, if saying, Here are, you see, all
ready for winter, just as soon as any OF YOU
Every morning Dmitry presented himself in good
time, and each night when Feodor was led back to
his stable every said the boy had we'll earned
his days wages
"Well. one night a traveller came to the post
station who said he the secretary of Prince
Och and had dispatches for him which he must
carry through that light.
THE of the station shook his head. The
had been falling all afternoon, and the tracks
find the road if it lost, which it would be
in the first halhour. the master said.
"'But it must be donep said the secretary Call
UP the and tell them that the who takes
me the residence of the prince tonight shall
have anything he asks me for
But the shook their heads. No. it i'm
possible. They would lose the road and then the
wolves would get them.
THE secretary angry he stamped his feet
and cried out: 'Cowards. Is there here with
a mans soul in his body? Then Dmitry stepped out
into the light.
81 will take you, Sir Secretary
But the master pulled the boy back.
"'No, no. prnitry. Think of your mother, who
has but you-thnk"
THE boy shook himself free, 4 thinking.
Stepanof, and do it we'll enough Feodor
has only gone Ave vcrsts to-day and is fresh as
ever.
THE secretary turned to the master: Can the
child dr;ve7'
Gas we'll as any one but
That is enough Then, turning TO Dniitry: