The Washington herald., 1919-04-01
AND HERE IT CONTINUES.

This outbreak lasted but a moment.
Everybody in the room was too stupe-
fed to move before ran out of the
house. wrapped only in a shawl. l
hastened to the police station at a
pace that made people in the streets
think I must be mad. Arriving there.
l made my complaint to the officer in
charge.
To all appearances he was little
touched by my story. While 1 prayed
for mercy and relief, on my knees be-
fore him. he was regarding me with
amusement. He drew me near him
and proposed that l go to live with
him! 1 was shocked and overwhelmed.
He, whose duty it was to protect me.
was clearly in alliance with the white
slavers.
You are all scoundrels and mur-
derers!" / cried out in anguish. You
ought to be ashamed to take advan-
tage of a defenseless girl"
He grew angry and ordered me
locked up for the night. The police
man who took me down also made ad-
vances to me, and l had to slap him
to keep him away. The cell was cold,
dark and dirty. l had left my shawl
upstairs. Enraged against the authori-
ties, / broke all the windows and
hammered continuously at the doors
and walls. till l was set free in the
morning.
But my troubles had only begun. L
had no place to go. For two days L
wandered about town day and night.
l was starved and worn out. Then 1
knelt on the bank of the river and
prayed for half an hour. l prayed
devoutly, pouring out my whole soul.
1t seemed to me that the Lord had
heard my plea, and I felt relieved.
/ resolved to return to Anna Petrovna
after my prayer. I thought that she
begged her to let me work for her as
a servant she would agree. Before
- entering her house
Suicide Halted went into the little
by knock grocery store near
on Door. by, and, posing as
the new servant OF
of the place, got a small bottle of es-
sence of vinegar. / then entered the
house and was well received. How
ever. the solicitude for my safety an
gered me, and l resented Anna Pet
> Ndit tS,ts- L lONhttl MY up
in my room, getting ready to poison
myself with the essence.
As l was saying my last prayers
there was a knock at the door.
who is it?" l asked sharply. The
reply was:
II am that young man whom you
saw two days ago in the parlor. 1
want to help you. l realize that you
open the door and let me talk to you. -
1 naturally thought that this was
another trap and answered wrath
fully: You are a villain! You are all
villains. What do you want with me?
What have 1 done to deserve torture
and starvation? If 1 fall into your
hands it will be only when am dead
am going to drink this poison here
and let you gloat over my corpse"
The man got excited. He ran out
into the yard. raised an alarm, and,
dragging several people with him,
shouted of my threat to take poison.
\ large crowd had collected around
the house. and be forced the window
of my room from the outside and
jumped in. Seizing the glass of es-
sence, he threw it out of the window.
Nul SillS L tli ONil anu iltl liOhSS.
He made every effort to calm me. ex-
pressing admiration for my courag ge
and virtue. His confessions of sin
cerity and friendship were so convinc-
ing that yielded to his invitation to
go with him to the home of his pa
rents.
My savior. who was a handsome
young man of about a, was
Yadov Buk. He was a man of educa-
ton, having studied at high school for
some time. His father was a butcher.
1 was well received by his family. fed.
dressed and given a rest. 1ney were
kind and hospitsble people. Yakov, or
Yasha, as he was called intimately,
took especially care of me. He loved
me. and it was not long before he de-
clared that he could not live without
me.
was also attracted toward him. He
knew of my previous marriage and
proposed that we live together by
civil agreement, without the sanction
of the church, a very common mode
of marriage in Russia of late years,
because of the difficulty in obtaining a
divorce. l consented to his proposal,
on condition that he tell me the reason
for his living in a. small barn in the
back yard, apart from the family. He