The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1917-12-20
Continued From Tuesday,

From Fort Paul to Fort Kronslot an
Battery Nicolas we rode In the sam
electric launch. Kovanko showed me al
I wished to see. from the dismal cell
like rooms Of the garrison and the dun
xeons (for prisoners) upwards. I dl
not envy the men on duty in For
5Anslot and Battery Nicolas.
& was glad to be on the water agar
Zfter I had inspected the Admiralt
harbour. and the middle harbour. or doc
yard. I begged Kovanko. to drive m
round TIE city, which he was graciou
enough 10 do.
There" cried Kovanko. that Is m
uncle. tho governors house." He po1n
ed TO a bare and barrack-like builds
ION the north shore Of the island. ~
will coma with me this evening TO 81
per there-you promised you know.
or course readily agreed to accn-
pany young KoYanko to his uncle's r.
rul abode. To me It seemed as terrible
the house Of Jack the Giant K,eF.
A,ut which T had read in my did,
hood.
BY the time the young Russia en-
gineer had deposited me on the SooE,
step Of Madame Noglotf's house, NAG
learned quite lot OF the "geog'phE
Of kronstadt-of It's ramparts q, pas
\ lions, its harbors and dockyards, ND OF
the northern and southern chne4e'
those impossible waters to an:enemy
fleet. But what value was tht 9no"1>
edge. I reflected. to Germanyor any
other power. Never while aHosslan
lives will hostile fleet passy kon-
stadt through the North or Sttn chan-
mel to the mouths OF the New
When I with young Kovaro entered
~
gaunt dungeon-I can call t nothing
else-I for my part could 81 restrain
q Shiver. I had forbodlngthat some
thing was to happen to min the gov
errors stone-walled palacen the north
shore Of Kronstadt. Blu 1t was too
late to make excuses-heatches or oth-
erwtse-to turn back to ladame Nos-
lofts house, close by thchurch OF st.
Vladimir.
At the Governor House.
The Governor Of Krtstadt. General
Lebedeff. I found q Ginning old man
with a grand mannerso OFTEN 1ouno
among the highest Ru1an arlstocracy.
Tall. he must have std feet with
fine features. an iron-iay mustache ana
beard. his jet-ltke 'eoroWs ADDED a
final touch Of dIstincon to his race.
II am pleased to eet you. Miss Won
Marx. KNOW yOu'SooASfS "cAA' ~
te,xng Of embarrassment cTept over
me- Suppose the ieneral should ask
me questions abouthe United States.
country about whh 1 knew nothing,
except. second-hal knowledge galnec
from books. zenf Lebedeff took to me
at once, for sh, kissed me on both
cheeks, and tolt me she hoped that
NE should becor great friends.
Young kovanl insisted on my sing
ing. and as aulas zenia's music NUM-
bers was a cop.or Sing Ne to Sleep
aonce popular eng in EnEltsh-speaklng
Countries. I vetured to render 1t to the
I best OF my abby. When had finished
/ noticed this the Iron Governor OF
lKronstadt We wtpinE his ayes.
But yea" NJ said. after apoloEizinS
his enotin that Is q very sad s"ng
ne. It i. some mysterious way re-
called my oor. dear, departed wife.
As most pepie know the Russian high
or low, admant or flesh and blood
merely. IL cry susceptible to music.
..Mees va Marx. please sing US this.
Zenta Ledeft had handed me Tostis
Goodbye. I glanced at the General
"Oh. yes he exclaimed. please sing
that son It Is an inspirations ana
p,a,se zig it in English"
"Afterthat song" said the General.
"we ouat to. have a comic one. We
should pit harp too long On one string