The Cordova daily times., 1918-01-21
FIENDISH CRIME OF DRUNKEN
 RUSSIANS
(By Associated PressJ

says the correspondent "As it is, the bare fact that the venerable Prince Sangushko, 90 years old, had been murdered, has been announced, but the ghastly details of the crime have only just been revealed.
 "The castle of Slavuta, built when the district of Southwestern Russia, where it stands, belonged to the king of Poland, lies on the outskirts of a little manufacturing town Of the same name. Owing to the unsettled state of the country, which is infested by, deserters from the army, the military authorities had sent a guard Of dra- gOOns to the castle, which contains priceless historical treasures accumu- lated by the Sangushko family in the course of centuries.
 "One of these dragons caught soldier from a neighboring village cut ting down a tree in the forest sur rounding the castle, and tackled him. The thief was slightly wounded, but not severely enough to prevent his running to the neighboring village, where his regiment was stationed, shrieking that the guard at the castle was trying to murder him The sol dier's comrades at once seized their rifles and surrounded the castle of Prince Sangushko. They began to fire, and the dragons on guard re- turned the fire. All the time the of ficers and members of the regimenta1 committee were appealing to the in- surgent soldiers to obey orders and to cease firing.
 Suddenly they gave way only stip, ulating that a deputation from the regimental committee should search the castle, as they were convinced that the old prince had stored machine guns within the castle for use in the cause of the counter-revolution Of course there were no machine guns, and all that was found was a few sporting guns and revolvers.
 "Just as suddenly as the crowd of soldiers standing in the courtyard of the castle had yielded to the appeal of their officers came a new uproar, and in an instant they had overpowered the guard and rushed into the castle Neither threats nor appeals had the slightest effect on them. They de- stroyed, in a fit of maniacal fury everything that they could lay hands on. Pictures, furniture, statues, dra- peries were destroyed blindly, ruth lessly. The venerable Polish mag nate and his two nieces, the young and beautiful Countesses Rzyszczcw- ski, fled to one of the attics, hoping that if their home was to be ruined at least their lives might be saved. From early in the morning, when the marauders began their attack, until 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the sacking of the castle went on. Then the sol diers retired to the courtyard.
 What about the prince?' cried one of them.
 "'And the lovely countesses?'' added another.
 Back into the castle rushed band of soldiers, and began to search for the owner. At last he was found and dragged into the courtyard, amid the derisive yells of the soldiers waitingI for their victim. They decided to, take him to the village where they. were stationed, and dragged the old man along, for he was too old to walk at the pace they desired. On the way they finally lost the last shred of self control, let the prince drop half sense less on the ground, and then a scoreI Of men thrust their bayonets into his body. So died Prince Sangushko. His