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, â€"-.__â€"_â€"__.__â€"â€"â€"â€" A leVEEROUBLE. III. " I wasan in the outskirts of Moscow, and early in life worked in one of the many printmorks in that towu. I had complete my eighteenth year when I became imbued with the revolutionary doctrines held byso many of my fella w-workmen. About this time, too, I made the acquaintance of Toukanka Fedovoritch, a girl of about my own age, living with her parents at a small village close to Moscow. I cannot convey to you, a stranger, all the passionate love this girl awoke in me ; suflice it to say that for two years we remained lovers, and I worked hard durin that time to providea home where I co d take her to when we married. At last my hopes were crowned with suc- cess. The foreman of the department in which I worked was one afternoon passing through the engine-room. when carelesst sing too close to the moving machinery, bi: clothes were caught in the revolving wheels, and in amoment he was flung down a crushed and lifeless mass. This accident procured me my long-hoped-for promotion, and I took his place as foreman. Within a week of that time I was married, and the world held no ha pier mortal than I. “ I think I tol you I had become a revo- lutionaryâ€"in other words I had been for some time a member of a secret body of Nihilists ; and it was only when I had been married a few months and had learned how much happiness and joy life held for me, that I began to regret my vows of allegiance to them. But as you are no doubt aware, there is no recall from those vows once taken: and had I cared openly to show that the views of the Brotherhood were no longer minc, my life I knew would pay forfeit for my apostasy. I had been married nearly two years, when, owing to various causes in the coun- try, Nihilism became a stronger force amongst the people, and it was then that were first whispered those plots against our “little father” the Czar himself. I had been working late at the mill one evening, and on leaving, roceeded cautiously to the ren- dezvous of t 18 revolutionary lodge to which I belonged. I had, after much hesitation, determined to announce to them my altered views; and whilst promisingsfrict- secrecy as to anything I had learnt or heard, beg them to release me from a position which had bcco are harder than I could longer hear. I found the Council assembled when I arrived ; and after stating my case, they unanimously decided that my vows must be held binding ; and did I shirk any duty they might see fit to allot to me, I knew the con- sequenceâ€"death ! I had half expected this reply to my cntrcaty; and I was endeavour- ing to shake their decision, when we were startled by hurried knocking at the outer door; and before we had time to plan any means of escape from the coming danger, the door of the meeting-room was flung open, and in rushed a body of olice with an officer of the secret service at t eir head. Resist- ance was useless; and in less time than it takes to tell, we were all securely handcuff- ed and marched out as prisonch to the police barracks; and in a damp dirty cell of that building I had time to survey my position. I knew no compromising papers would be found upon us, as it was our rule to do everything by word of mouth and place nothing in writing; but at the same time I knew the police were in great terror of a general revolution, and would probably take the first opportunity of showing that they meant to crush it out with a heavy and cruel huml. liittcrly did I now repent my youth- ful folly in binding myself to such men, and the thought of my dear wife at home wait- ing my coming only added to my misery. Atlast, after a most wretched and sleepless night, the morning broke, and I was taken before the chief of police. I saw none of my follow-prisoners, and without waiting to hear any defence from mo, the officer read out my sentence in slow monotonous tones : “ Iran Dolgatcheff, being suspected of being a Nihilist, and found attending a secret meeting of that body in Moscow, you are scntcnccd to five years' transportation to Siberia as a convict of the second class.” “ I heard no more ! I was stunned by the suddcnucss of this end of all my hopes, and unconsciousness mercifully ended my sufferings. I awoke to find myself again in the cell : and after a few hours, I was hur- ried off with many others to the railway station ,to begin my long exile. One idea was ever uppermost in my mind, to let my wife know what had happened to inc. I had noticed that one of the police who was present at the breaking-up of our run-cling glancod sometimes atme, and I was club-ville:le to try to gain his hc lp. With some difficulty I approached nearer to him, and telling him where I lived, begged him to acquaint my wife With my fate. This he promised to do : and with that small amount of comfort I left Moscow for Nijni-Novgo- rod, Arrived there, we were packed on board a large barge covered with strong iron netting, effectually cutting off all means of cseapc, and for do '5 we were towed down the Volga river. lut why describe the an- guish and misery of that Journey ‘3 At last we reached Ekateriuburg, and here we were separated into different parties, and prepare: for the long tramp of months to our scrotal destinations in Siberia ; some to the quicksilver mines : others, myself amongst the number, to the salt mines of Irkutsk. “ And now the hardest trial of all was to happen to me. \Vhilst standing waiting for orders at the Siberian ate, on the outskirts of the town hcard my namecslled by the guard ; and on going to him, was taken to the guardhouse, and there, travel-stained and worn by grief and futi no, I found my dear wife. Shelled receivclf my mcssa c ; and after selling everything in our omo to get sufficient moncv. had set out to follow me across “ I lived for two years in the salt mines, doing work that killed those around me in hundreds, Day and night in semi-darkness. d we laboured, our only rest being two hours - in ever ' twelve. For two years, I say, I sufl'ere :but the wild longing for freedom grew in me stronger and stron er, until one athith six others, I escapcr , and found shelter in the neighbouring woods. “’hat became of my companions I never knew. For days, weeks, months, I wandered west- wards, living on the charity of the people in the occasional villages through which I passod, sometimes vetting rough work to do, of: more often suflbring the pangs of hun- ger. Fortunately for me, my escape took place in the early spring, aml the warmth of the summer months enabled me to live and sleep in the open air without hardship. One day, almost furnished, I had begged for food at a wayside pcsthouse, but without avail, and driven at last to desperation, I remembered my silver charm. The tempta- tion was too great to withstand ; and. I en- ioyed the first food I had tasted for two days at the expense of my wife’s parting gift. Can you blame me? It saved my life then and I little thought, when I handed it to the follow, that I should ever set eyes on it again. “ The summer of 1874 slowly passed. After many adventures I reached Tomsk and found work. But my thoughts were ever on Moscow ; and as I regained strength, I determined to save all I could to enable me eventually to reach my home. I had writâ€" ten to my wife ; but no answer came to me, and it was two years before I had saved enough and started again on my journey. At Perm I learned that the war in Servia had broken out. Every one passing through the country was closely questioned, and being unable to satisfy one particularly trouble- some police-sergeant, I was marched off to the nearest station for inquiries to be made. Afraid to give them my real name or destina- tion, my evasive answers made them suspect all was not right, and I was drafted off to the barracks to find myself enrolled a soldier of His Majesty the Czar. “ The Servian war ended, the troubles with Turkey commenced, and my regiment was ordered to the front, to take its place in the army then forming on the south-east frontier. “ You no w know my history. After bein in many hard-fought engagements and be- ing twice slightly wounded, our conquering hosts crossed the Balkans, and you know the rest. You also know why your silver rouble has such an interest for me.” At this stage, exhaustion overcame him, and when I left, he had sunk into a heavy slumber. The following day I heard from the doctor that he had had a relapse ; and feelin that perhaps my long interview the prose ing day had something to do with causing this, 1 determined to find better nursing for him than he could possibly get at the hands of the one overworked doctor in the place. - Events favoured me. The Turks, beaten back at all points, were even then fallingback from the Pass ; and during that day our numbers were increased by the arrival of some hundred and fifty wounded, in charge of a Red Cross ambulance. No' sooner had they found quarters in the village than I went to request that a nurse might be sent to the wounded Russian. This they promis- ed me should be done. That evening, after my frugal dinner was finished, I walked up the street with the intention of seeing how he was going on. All was quiet in the house, and entering softly, I pushed open the door of his room. There, on the floor, her arms around his neck, with her white cheek pressed to his, I saw the hospital nurse ; and at that moment I understood what it did not require words to tell hieâ€"Ivan Dolgatchefl‘ had found his wife ! \Vithin three months from then I was again in London, with the memory of their waving farewell to me as the steamer in which I sailed glided out from the granite qusys of Cronstadt harbour. I often hear from them. Little children have come to them to bless their lives ; but they tell me that, amongst all the gifts which Providence has given them, they still cherish most the Silver Rouble. (rm; END.) A Long Engagement. The approaching marriage of a couple who have been engaged for fifty years has been officially announced in Berlin. The man is seventy-nine years of age and the woman seventy-three. In 1841, when truth was plightcd, the prospective bridegroom was u. superintendent of a large farm a. few miles from Berlin. His/{anew was a daugh- ter of a Government official, who opposed the match. The father and the young man had a violent quarrel, and the lovers were separated, although both refused to ter- minate the engagement. The young man became tired of life near the scene of his disappointment and went to America. It was reported in Berlin that ho had died there. At the same time word was sent to him that his old love had married. About five years ago he returned to Berlin land took bachelor quarters. He heard nothing of the woman whom he loved until at a reception in a University a short- time ingo he met her. She was still unmarried and still loved him, and the engagement, which had not been broken, is shortly to have its happy ending. Where All the Land Belongs to the State. In China all the land belongs to the ‘S'ate ; and a trifling sum per acre, never l-altered through long centuries, is paid for Russia. After hardships innumerable, shegitby the occupier as rent. The soil in bad at last found me, and owin kindness of the Chief Inspector at Ekaterin- bur , received permission from him to say on by: tome. not to each other for live long years. Need to the ; China is‘so rich that the holdings are gener- ially very small, and it has been estimated that a square mile is capable of supporting Afterwards, we should be 3,810 persons. In this country, nominally, owners of land hold it of the Crown. Al- I dwell on the touching scene of our final though. however. 53 Admitth by Lord adieus? Aircr- kissing me for thelast time, BanB“ 1“ I'm-0r! '0 the Times. this is she tool: from around her neck the charm technically true, yet it is mast misleading that every Russian wears, and placedit around mine, calling down God's blessing on me. and assured me that. herdaily prayer would to that it might preserve me from every danger of my life. a child by her father, an ’,-y him bill: the image of a Greek cross. I .save never seen her since! hurried a“: that afternoon. That charm c6“. heirs his land reverts to the Crown. though aimed of a silver rouble, iron to her when UN! on“ bad the 119‘fo 0‘ disposal had he ' roughly engraved l so wished. Under similar circumstances a’ l‘man's personal property as well as his land, We were : lgoes to the Crown. ‘ as owners of a fee-simple estate in land in this country have for all practical purposes an almlute ownership in the land they hold. If an owner dies intestate without if he dues intestate with no next of-kin, .1‘é. d piwummmmrmmmmp Its Owner the Hero in a Brilliant hovel. 82,0904)” ASKED FOR TIIB PRECIOUS STONE. A lawsuit is now pending in Calcutta be- tween two famous Indian characters, one the rich squandercr, the Nizam of Hyderabad, and the other rest diamond, the merchant; Alexander Ma colm Geary Subortjee, better known as Alexander Malcolm Jacobs, he being the hero of Marion Crawford’s novel, “ Mr. Isaacs,” Mr. Jacobs is in serious trouble. Mr. Jacobs made an agreement with the Nizam to sell him the rial diamond, the larg- est in the world, for a trifle over$‘2,000,000. He asked however, foran advance of $1,000,- 000, and the demand was conceded. Mr. Jacobs bought the stone from some London dealers, agreeing to y $750,000 for it, and to forfeit $10,000 if t 8 sale was not conclud- ed. He would have made a clear profit of a million dollars. The diamond was a right royal stone. It weighs 180 carats, while the famed Kohiuoor, the “ Mountain of Light," which the English took from Dhuleep Singh, weighs only 106 carats. The latter is in the possession of the Queen of England, and there was some talk of presenting her with the Imperial diamond on the occasion of her jubilee. But the Nizam was not satisfied with the Imperial. He is supposed to have thought it but a shabby kind of thing, not at all good enough for his Nizamship. _ Perhaps a fit of parsimony may have seiz- ed him, and no wonder, even for a man of his vast wealth, who spends unheard of sums on guillotines, miserable daubs of pictures I and such useless bric-a-brac. He flatly refused to have anything to do with the bauble, and canceled his negotiations like an arbitrary despot as he is. MR. JACOBS IN A BAD FIX. This placed Mr. Jacobs in an awful fix. He could not cancel his agreement with the London dealer as summarily as did the fickle Indian poteutate. So he had to pay up the $10,000 forfeit money as per agreement. And to make his position worse the royal bargainer asked him to “ divvy up ” the $1,000,000. “ This “ Mr. Isaacs" could not do, as, relying on the Nizam’s word, he had invest- ed a large part of the money in jewels. So he refused point blank to bemade a fool of, and, as the .Nizam had broken his agree- ment, “ Mr. J acobs”wouldn’t return the cash, And there the matter stands, pend- ing the decision of the High Court at Cal- cutta. - A SKETCH 01“ MR. ISSACS. The following sketch of the life of “ Mr. Isuacs” is taken from the Pall Mall ffllllf/l't : “ Mr. Isaacs” was the son of an Italian resi- dent in Constantinople, who made a compe~ tency by manufacturing soap for the use of the “ true believer” out of the refuse of olive oil, and who, in consequence, was known by the name of “ Saboonjec.” When scarcely in his teens young Barreâ€"for that is “ Mr. Isaac's" real cognomenâ€"cntcred the service of an engineer employed in laying the tele- graph line from Scutari via Diarbckr to the Persian Gulf: thence, after many wanderings in Armenia and Persia be shipped on an Arab buggalow for Bombay, and worked his way to Hyderabad in company with a mer- chant who was conveying a shipment of ladies for the Nizam’s Zenana. Young Barre, who was an adept at Oriental languages, re- ceived employment with the late Nizam, passing under the name of Suliman Roomani and, outwardly at any rate, professed Islam. On the death of his master, palace intrigues arose, some of the elder members of the family rcfuseing to recognize the legi- timacy of the child now reigning over the ten millions who people the Setat of Hyderabad. In truth, those who remem- ber the stalwart proportions of the giants who have heretofore ruled in the Dercan can scarcely credit the fact that the diminu- tive specimen of humanity now sitting on the Musnud can be a child of the Turki warrior who conquered Southern India for the Great Mogul. IIE FLED FOR HIS LIFE. There are princes in Hyderabad still liv- ing who openly boast their claim to the throne, and one of these intrusfed young Stillman Roomani with a letter to the Bri- tish Resident, contesting the legitimacy of the boy N izam. Barre learned the contents of the letter, and, feeling that, whoever won in the promised struggle, hislife at any rate would be forfeited (for in the year 1879 hu~ man life was not estimated at any high value in Hyderabad), be determined to try fresh womls and pastures new. In disguise he escaped to Poona, thence to Madras, whcrc for some time he posed as an Armenian, Mclcone, Hagopian, and then he entered the service of the Maharajah of Ulwar. Here again he became involved in palace intrigues and was deported from the State by the political agent, Col. Cadcll. From Ulwnr “ M r. Isaacs ” passed into the service of the Maharajah of Dholepore ; and, after a few years, having amassed some capital and learned more about precious stones than most living experts, he proceeded to Simula and commenced business on his own account. For more than ten years his shop has been the resort of all curiosity hunters in India, his collections of coins, jade and old Moham- medan books being almost unique. Mindful of his Hyderabad experience, “ Mr. Isaacs" religiously kept away from Deccan, but at last his anxiety to share in the immense sums which the Nizam was squandcring in jcwclry led him in 1890 to put his head within the lion’s jaws. He need have no fear. 0303 A Lr'rrLI-z SLAVE nor. Few would recognize in the wealthy Simla jewoler Mr. Jacobs, the little slave boy, Suliman Roomani. After several interviews withthe Nizam, only encompassed after-the payment of large sums inbackshecsh to palace underlings, " Mr. Issacs" deter- mined to avow his former connection with Hyderabad, thinking it mi ht aid him in his business, and, availing opportunity when he was alone with His Highness, be related the whole story of his life in the late Nizam's household. That is an incident quite in the style of the “Thous- and and One Nights"â€"of which, indeed, the chequered, career of our hero is in other we reminiscent. s, I l , ,,, p a. gyclone is like three school girls walking abreastâ€"it don’t turn out for anything. Men withred noses are the lighthouse; tn warn mariners when “half seas over." 'mself of an { PRINCE AND FLOWER-GIRL. Anecdote onne Father orthe Present m- peror of Germany. A pretty story of the late Emperor Frod~ erick is told in one of the German papers. Some years ago, shortly before the death of the old Emperor of Germany, a tall, hand- some gentleman jumped into a third-class carriage of a local railway at Berlin just as the tram was leaving the station. An old fiowenseller with a basketiul of newly cut hyacinths was the only other occu t of the compartment. He asked the oh dame to sell him a bunch, and mollificd by his suave manner she chose the freshest and largest and handed it to him. Its price was apcnny, but as the gentleman had no toppers and the old woman no change, not having sold any of her goods yet, she was paid with a mark price, which, as she said at once was a thing that had never been heard of before in a tl.ird~clsss railway carriage. Presently the stranger and the flower-girl were deep in conversation, and it turned out that the poor woman was the only breed winner of a family of four. Her son was crippled, her granddaughter a little school- girl and her husband had for some mcnths been out of work since a new railroad offi- cial had dismissed him as being too old to do much work. The stranger then suggest~ ed that she should apply, on her husband's behalf, to the railroad authorities. “ That is no good whatever,” she replied, as she wiped her tears with her apron. “ If you haven‘t the pope for your cousin nowadays you can’t get anybody to listen to you.” “ Then try the emperor,” the stranger went on. “ Alas l” she sighed, “ if the old gentle- man was allowed to see petitions that are sent- it might do some good, but he does not get to know about us poor people." “ \Vell, then, let your husband write to the crown prince.” “Yes,” she said, “he might do that,” and she would tell him so as soon as she had sold her flowers. By this time the train had got to the terminus, the old dame bundled out her basket, and no- ticed with astonishment that the officials and the crowd on the platform looked at her carriage and saluted and cheered. “ \Vhat’s up ?” she asked. “ Why, the crown prince was in the same compartment with you !" Then the flower seller held her head high and told every syllable of what had happen- ed to the delighted crowd. Her flowers were sold before five minutes were over, and a fortnight afterward her husband was at work again in his old place. Gambling in Grain. Two men who have long been famous for the size of their transactions at produce ex- changes us well as for the immense risks they dared to run have lately been much talked aboutâ€"B. P. Hutchinson because of his article about speculation in wheat which ap- pears in the North American Review for October, and S. V. \Vhite, Whose recent flat failure in a corn deal astonished the financial world. Mr. Hutchinson insists that, in the face of all criticism, the business of speculat~ ing in grain is not only legitimate but that it is a real benefit to the community in regulating the market, now for the good of the producer and now for the advantage of the consumer. The experience of Mr. Hutchinson is, that, in his day, he has bought and sold more bushels of wheat than could be counted without ever having owned a single bushel and that as the result of it all, if accounts are true, he has put by far the best part of his life be- hind him, and he is poor. Until afortnight ago, Mr. \Vhite was rated worth millions made in Speculation. He is shrewd, he was supposed to have remarkably clear vision regarding the speculative market. Mr. White concluded that there was money for him in margins on corn. He thought he could figure out the supply obtainable be- fore the beginning of October. The crop of 1890 was something like five hundred mil- lion bushels short, the quantity in sight was not large, and Mr. \Vhitc reasoned that the price could rapidly be crowded up. There are five million farmers in North America, and Mr. White has discovered they were holding more corn which they could throw into the market on call than hehad fancied. The upshot of it is that Mr. \Vhite dropped the millions he had saved after years of betting whether grain would rise or fall in price. It is impossible to feel much sympathy with these men who make big speculative ventures and blow themselves inâ€"the Hutchinsons, the Ralstons, the Kecncs, the W'hites. There are thousands of them, they maintain costly offices, their dealings amount to millions daily, but from year's end to year’s end they do not add one cent to the wealth of the land, they produce absolutely nothing, they simply gamble on what may be the price one month, two months or a year hence of that which others have toiled to produce. They are not even a. useful agency in the distribution of wealth. They sell what they have never bought, they buy chances. then they lose, some- body clse has the money they had or expect- ed to have, and the supply of staples is not changed a pint or a pound. They hardly merit much sympathy when they guess it wrong and go down. English Hats and Gaps in Egypt. Vice-Consul Alban states that English hats, especially double straw hats, are sell- ing well. English small straw hats for ladies are also in demand. English travelling cars are fairly liked ; but ” English manufactur- ers are too fond of sending staring patterns, which few would have the courage to wear." Again, as regards texture, the caps supplied for Egypt, instead of bein light, and suit- able to the climate, are 0 ten made of the thickest and heiviest cloth, better adapted to the climate of St Petersburg than to that of Alexandria. English manufactur- ers of this and some other articles appear, adds the Consul, to be indifferent to the tastes of theircustomers, and continue to send unsuitable patterns, “ until the trade is gradually taken from them by more intel- ligcnt foreign firms." W No Hesitation. 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