Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-08-09
rIIs REGINs THE STORY

A sud0nifocnt room " ~ WubnVo1"'
Nome, is playing Chop,ns hevom.
fiorory Efude,' phen ono V ms
MM,ss.ts have broken out IN the pil-
,s~c and are killing and burning.
po posS, oid and privileged he abuses
~. D."v nv,osfsr TO make his escope.. The
ms,"d Duke refuses aud addresses
~ mob tchen II drrtUes.
AND HERE II CONTINUES
rrHp keen eyes Of Boris saw farther
through the forest than those Of most
MI In n moment those of the
gsn,a duke Peter confirmed him. Fig
~. were moving In the twilight, along
a. roads and bypaths:
" n Peter Nicholaevitch they seemed
/ V,s a great river which had, Hooded
sssr s its banks seeking new levels. Be-
hind them the flames from the wooden
hantine lodge roared upward painting a
hrid sky. He saw that the nood came
sonidly. and above the roar of the flames
tpt ns The sound Of voices singing the
rs..,.n sa. version of the "Marseillaise. -
TSs Grand Duke stood Mt the terrace
III wstcbinp their approach. He knew
" ,hsv meant to attack the castle the
y nu.a could not hold long. but he had
tns that he might still be able to pre-
MI noE rnon them to listen TO him. In a
,.nnsnt they saw him and began run
ning forward toward the courtyard gate.
~ Ir recognized individuals now--Anton
isrsky Michael Kuprin, with his head
I'D in dirty handkerchief-and Con.
raS Grabar. The detection OF his old
irstructor in wood-lo disturbed him.
Conrad must have known what was 70
bonnen and he had said nothing. II
4 onainGf him what
hone had he Of prevailing against the
others? a..
The singing died away and in its
,,oce shouts and cries burst forth in
= bedlam. "Open the gate!'' 'Let us
The Grand Duke had heard that note
IN men a voices in the Carpathian passes.
and he knew what It meant, but while
Ma gaze sought out the fat figure OF
Michael Kositzin, who was the leader
Of the uprising. he held up his hand for
silence.
There was a roar Or voices.
peter Nicholaevitch wishes to
speak
"Nasba pora prishla' (our time has
let the little master speak" i
we hHOW III hoS'N'S
mo, nor old ones !"
"Smiert Bourjouiam' death to the
bourgeoisie).
But as the young Grand Duke began
10 speak the voices of the most rabid
OF the peasants were hushed for mo-
ment by the others.
"My friends and my children" he
began, "one word before you do some
thing that you will forever regret. L
am your friend. ! am young-of the
new generation. have kept abreast
Of the new thought Of the time and !
believe in the new life that is for you
and for us all. have proved it to
you BY bringing the new life to Zukovo
BY peaceful means, ny friendlincss and
brotherhood while other parts of Rus
sia nearby are in agony and darkness"
(Cries of That is true."O 1T was
in my heart that had brought the revo-
luton to Zukovo, a revolution against
the old order Of things which can be
no more. implanting in YOU the strong |
seeds Of peace and brotherhood which
would xii out the ugly weeds Of vio-
lcnce and enmity.'
Here hoarse voice rang out: "Fire |
only fire can clean" Then the reply |
o. woman. Eyes. Tovaristchi, 1t is
the only way
Peter Nicholaevitch tried to seek out
the speakers with his gaze. One of
them was Michael Kuprin. whom when
child the Grand Duke had seen Hogged
In this very courtyard
"There are sins of the past" he went
On, raising his voice against the low
murmur of the mob. many sins against
you. but one sin does not wash out an
other. Murder. rapine. vengeance will
never bring peace to Xukovo.
What you do today will be visited on
you tomorrow. I pray that you will
listen to me. | have fought for you
and with you--with Gleb Saltykov and
anton Lensky, against the return of
Aesolutism in Russia. The old order
OF things is gone. Do not stain the new
win crime in Iukovo. | bcseech you ,
70 dlsperse-return to your homes and
\ VIII come to YOU tomorrow, and IL
mere are wrongs I will set them right.
a 10Y have believed in me in the pusl.
be,ie7e In me now and all may vet be
weil IN Zukovo. Go, my friends, before !
1t is too late" 6
- The crowd wavered, murmuring,
but Just then shot rang out and the ,
eap q the Grand Duke twitched around
cL his head.
.,, "A roar went up from near the gate,
.Nasha pora prishla! Break in the Q
,se! cried the voices and there were
;uCse ,l% OF women among them shouting {
IoVaristchi! Forward! !" u
Over the heads Of those in the front
ranks, Peter Nicholaevitch saw some a
men bringing from the forest the heavy
". uunk OF felled pine tree. They meant I
preak down the gate. He knew that =
tsoina ae Gaa ialIed' but still he stood upright s
III, S'ns mem Another shot, the bullet t
,sis WIS time grazing his left arm. The p
'ung OF 1t angered him. 8
A.. towards ~ he yelled. shaking his
lst,at them. "Cowards - a
a, yo,ley followed but no other bullets
Sanu ;Suck MN. Behind him in the Castle n
ppOSrway he heard the voice of Boris
"ySy, calling to him hoarsely.
a. ZONE, Master. For the love of r
'pE m There is yet time"
iuere was crash of the heavy tim. is
oets at the gate. ' Ct
lone, Master-'' Ne
,, WIN shrug Peter Nicholaevitch
o.neu tom anG walked across the terrace m
n",sa asu the castle. "Bolvany :" he fl
"I,'ered' 1--WE finished with them"
dos norls and Nasil stood Just within the if
,o, tUor, pleading with him to hurry. and n,
ttSSsetner tSs a they, made their way through d'
yss.esst voc aeserted kitchens and over past the re
ls',soIe leo e gardens to the stables, where
nv m HarshlL awaited them, the sauues "
ror,S ~ several horses Behind them thew oil
ISs S'a now hear the triumphant cries as
nTourtyard gate crashed in.
I,s,rlu ,lurry' Master!' cried Garshin
Grand Mngre ere are the others?" asked the f
BorI" D iiighnoSs. They have fed" in
ron doon nSloV was peering out past an
"" 'art aoor into the forest. ' "
iarshin, " 10 one there|' asked -,
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