The Gem worker and the Idaho labor herald. (Boise, Idaho) 1914-1917, 1916-06-01
THE STORY OF A
GLOBE TROTTER
A Maiden Strangely Met and
Then Lost In Siberia.
I am a globe trotter.

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asked If l could direct him to Inter
laken. replied that was going there
and if he would join me would show
him the way. He did so, and we
walked on together. His features were
so cameO-like that had they not ex-
pressed a good deal of character /
should have considered him effeminate
He said he was a student, but when
asked him at what university he stud
led he evaded the question, pretending
not to have heard 1t. The distance to
Interlaken was five miles. and before
we reached the place he had without
any effort on his part gained a singular
influence over me. am a believer in
transference Of soul power, and have
since attributed the young mans effect
upon me to deep emotions that were
at the time absorbing his whole exist
ence. On reaching Interlaken we went
to different hotels. did not see him
again during my stay there.
When the car visited Paris several
years ago. on the day of his entry !
strolled out to see the imperial caval-
cade. Turning from Rue Rivon into
the Place de la Concorde a figure came
hurrying toward me, and as it passed
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
happened near the spot where the
guillotine had been set up during the
reign of terror.
Some months later l was attending
an evening party at Geneva, where l
was introduced to young girl, Mile.
Zabriskie, whose face the moment /
saw it made me start. 1t was the coun-
terpart of that OF the young man had
met near Interlaken and afterward in
Paris.
Monsieur. why do you look at me
SOP" she asked.
''Mademoiselle." replied, az have
met a young man who is your very
image"
"Oh, dear! When shall 1 cease hav-
ing to explain this matter? 1 have a
twin brother. Doubtless 1t is he you
have met. People are always confus-
ing u.s.
"Was he at Interlaken year agOT
Let me see. Yes; think he was.
am sure he was"
"And at Paris during the visit OF the
czar?"
Her expression changed. She seemed
to be trying to master some emotion.
Ibid you meet him there?" she asked
in whisper.
81 did"
She gave me a look as much as to
say, Let us change the subject"
1 respected her wishes, but my curl
osity struggled with my politeness, for
l burned to ask more about this mystic
rious brother.
When / went home that night my
brain was in a whirl. Few people have
thus come under a sudden dominating
influence as 1 did, and words are mad
equate to express or explain it to those
who have not l only know that was
ON the verge of being madly in love. !
met Mile Zabriskie several times dur
ing my stay in Geneva, passing rapid
1
another. One afternoon l went to her
house-she was boarding, but 1 did
not learn under whose chaperonage-to
keep an appointment with her to saun-
ter on the banks of the blue RhOne To
my establishment. was told that she
had left Geneva. She had left no word
where she was going or any message
for me. / called at the house where
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. 1t seemed to me that l must find
her or life would be unbearable; but,
having secured no clew, did not know
where to look for her. visited differ
ent cities, going often to theaters 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
Petersburg. For weeks after l saw
persons almost daily marched to prison,
and one morning while standing at my
window a band of men and women
passed that was told was starting
for Siberia. Among them saw again
the woman who had enthralled me.
There was the same expression on the
face had so often seen there, and /
now recognized it as voluntary martyr
dom. What became of my faculties for
the next few minutes l know not, but
when came to myself the throng of
exiles had disappeared.
/ learned from a revolutionist that
Zabriskie was an assumed name I'M
der which the young devotee had gone
to Paris to try to assassinate the car.
There was no twin brother. The Of
Tense for which she had been exiled
was melting the labOrers to action
indeed. inspiring them behind their
barbados.
And now, after drawing on my bank
ers In America for the half OF my for
tune, I have secured permission to go
to Siberia to examine into the condi.
don of the prisons there with the pre-.
fpnda1 vfavv RI coYIntaFaC 1T the effect in