New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-01-05

- Yes; I've had enough, The game ia Nm
/ have got all I could out of It. and sb.I,
be N Stockholm in week. rich man for
life. will show you tonight"
Inc commlssary went away, but about
III O'Clock that night there was a ring at
the back door. Mrs. Marsden went m
the door and Muzurin burst in. intoxi-
Gated Mrs. Marsden tried to escane
through the dining room, but the Rus
sian followed her and prevented her get
ting away. She says:
"Muzurin began: Well, here I am You
see, don't forget my promise, and I've
brought you news, good news. We've had
our meeting, and it has been decided The
consul, vice-consul and McAlpine are to
be shot, the old men are to be relessed
and all the rest are to be handed over as
prisoners Of war to the Germans
"'You dare to do that!' replied We'll.
have always said you Bolsheviks were
IN the pockets of the Germans At this
Ma2urin Tell into an awful rage, dragged
out big revolver. and presented it in my
lace, his hand wavering unsteadily and
MS niger on the trigger, while he shouted
thousand times: How dare you? What
dsring' You dare to say this to me!
How dare you I'll shoot you dead on the
spot, and so forth
"My dog sat calmly looking on, as il
he knew that all would end we'll, and the
brutes calmness seemed to support me-
Once twice his revolver muzze grazed
my nose. l tried not to finch He only
shouted and waved the revolver in my
face, and as he did not touch me the dog
remained watching. I stood it for some
time with quaking knees and keeping hold
of your tobacco jar to strike the moment
he turned aside. But he went on shout
ing and his great voice rolled through
the house.
AT last I gently pushed aside his re-
volver arm, and said as quietly as could:
Stand off. You may belong to the Boil
sheviks, but do not believe you shoot
women and children He dropped his arm
and burst into fit of laughter. 40! no!
Ha! hal We Bolsheviks DONE shoot women
and children, don't we: That's good
one. So you think we dare not shoot
women and children Well, we'll! We
will let you know about US Ny remark
seemed TO have struck his risible faculties,
and he continued for, suppose. ten min
utes. still swinging his loaded revolver
about, but no longer pointing it at me.
He walked about the room laughing and
repeating: "A lot she knows about it!
Don't shoot women and childreni Ho! no!
Ha, he,'
How long this drunken solloquy, with
occasional direct references to me, lasted
/ do not know, but finally he stopped on
the other side Of the dining table, put
down his revolver and began to unload his
pockets. He had dozens of sandwiches Of
fine white bread spread heavily with but
ter, and held slices Of every finest deli
cacy of the Russian table, such as We had
not seen for years. He spread these
things about in their several papers on our
bare dining table, and said: Well. you're
a brave one. Come and have some supper
Sit down. You see I've brought you lots
Of nice things. We had a little spread
after the meeting. Sit down. Eli, but
you've some daring to say such thing to
my face And his hand moved again
toward the revolver lying on the table,
but with a laugh he repeated the women
and children joke, and took up a sandwich,
rose, and coming round TO where l still
stood, pushed it toward me much as he
had pointed the revolver, and tried to per-
cuade me TO eat.