Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 29 November 1901 — Page 11

F. A. Dennis,

Physician and Surgeon.

Genlto-Urinary and Rectal Diseases a Specialty.

OMcc lu Thomas Bloclt—East Main Street Home 'Phone 894.

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Successor to E. T. Murphy A Co.

Real Estate, Loan, Rental and Insurance Agent.

Plenty!*"^ Money

I have what you want—call or address me at Room 4, Campbell Building. 'Phone 408.

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Capital Stock paid In S23.000 Individual liability of 2 Stockholders $23,000

Piivs Interest on time [deposits. JJ Loans money on low rate withoui com 2 mission.

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Estate of Frank Cornell, deceased. OTICE OF APPOINTMENT.

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Notice is hereby given that the undersigned has -ecn Appointed and dulv qualified as administrator of the estate of Frank Cornell, late of Montgomery county, Indiana, deceased. Said estate is supoo«ed to be solvent.

JOHN W. WARD, Administrator.

Dated November 21, 1901—11-2'2-Ht

Estate of John Walton, Deceased. J^OTICE OF APPOINTMENT.

Notice is hereby given that the undersigned has been appointed and duly qualified as administrator of the estate of John Walton, late of Montgomery county, Indiana, deceased. Said ••stale Is supposed to bp ••olvpni.

SANFOKD Li WALTON, Administrator Dated Nov. 0, 19ul 11-16 8t

ADMINISTRATOR'S SALE.

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Notice is hereby given that the undersigned administrator of the estate of 'David Wray, deceased, will sell at public auction at his late residence, one mile east and one-half mile south of New Market, on

MONDAY, DECEMBER 9, 1901, The following personal property consisting of horses, cattle, hogs, farming implements, two wagons, buggy, surrey, harness. 10 tons of good timothy hay iu mow, 400 bushels of corn in crib. 160 bushels of oats, some rye and barley, and manv other articles. Sale to commence at 1) o'clock.

Tkums:—A credit of twelve months will be •given on all sums over 15, purchaser givingnote with approved freehold security. Sums of 85 and under, cash W. J. MILES, Ad'm'r.

H. Sayler, Auctioneer. ll-15 4t

ADMINISTRATOR'S SALE.

State of Indiana. Montgomery county, ss. In the mailer of the estate of John Walton, deceased

Notice is hereby given 'that the undersigned administrator of ihe estate of John Walton, deceased, will ofTer for sale at public uuction at the late residence of said decedent, said residence being about three aud one-half miles west of Younisville, on the Perryville gravel road in Ripley township, said county and state, on the .11th day of December. 19n 1, the personal property of said estate consisting of kitchen and household furniture, buggies, harness, wagons and many other farming Implements too numerous to mention, standing corn, corn in the shock, oats and rye in the bin, tlmoth and clover hay in the stack and siraw in the bale also one good mare, three cows, three steers, one male hog, eight good brood sows, thlrty-tive pigs and nineteen head of hogs, soventy-Uve lambs, twenty choice ewes and eighty sheep.

The sale to begin at 10 o'olock a m. Tebms—All sums of 85 or under, cash in hand: over $5 a credit of twelve months will be given, purchaser giving his note therefor with approved security.

SANFORD L. WALTON. Admr.

A. W Perkins, Auctioneer. 11-22 3t

QOMMISSIONER'S SALE.

By order of the Montgomery Circuit court of I Indiana, entered on the order book of said court, on the 21st day of Ootober. 1901, in an action now pending in said court for partition, •wherein

Gilbert H. Hamilton et al.. are petitioners, and Joseph B. Hamilton et al. are defendants, I will at 11:00 o'clock a. m. on the 16th day of December, 1901, on the premises hereinafter described, being the late residence of John Hamuli too, late of said county, deceased, situate in

Sugar Creek township, Montgomery county, state of Indiana, near Bowers Station, Indiana, .in said county and state, offer for sale at public fBuction.' for not less than 'two-thirds of the appraised value thereof, th» following described I real estate, situate in Montgomery county, in the state of Indiana, to-wit:

The southeast quarter-of section twentythree (23), In township twenty (20) north, range three (9) west, except'one-half (H) acre in thft southeast corner thereof, heretofore conveyed by said John Hamilton for school purposes Also except fifty-two one hundredths (52-100) acres in the southwest corner of said tract, conveyed by John Hamilton to William Armstrong, leaving one hundred and sixty (160) acres, more or less.

Said sale is to be made 'for' cash in hand on the day of sale, and will be sold free of liens. and an abstract of title will be furnished the purchaser. GILBERT H. HAMILTON. ll-15 8t Commissioner.

The Courier Of the Czar

BY—

JULES VERNE.

"I said it. bin remains for mo Id illl'is ymi that from motives un klloWII 111 IIU' and wii it'll lliill Ul gllidc li.in beI ore every other consideration \\:is tri\ 11 lo t:•:111 cs(:»is 1 that Nicholas Korpanoff lim! hi I:•.'!verse the country in Il'e most absolute secrecy. Ii was for him :i (jcesiic.n i.f lile and of death :iiul. more sacred si'!!, a question oi iluiy am! honor." "Of iliny iu reality. of imperious duly." sa'ul llie old S.benan. "of that kind lor which a person sacnljces every! hing. for (lie accomplishment of which he would deny himself everything. even ihe joy of coming to give a kiss, ilit* last peril,'i|)s. to bis old mother. All that you do not know. Xadia, nil ilint 1 did not know myself al this moment 1 Unou. on have made me uuderstaml all. But the light which you have thrown iuto ihe deepest darkness of my heart, that light. alas, I may not cause to enter your own. The secret of my son. Nadia. since he lias not told it to you. I must keep for him. Forgive me. Nadia. The good deed you have done me cannot return to you." "Mother. 1 ask nothing from you." answered Nad,a.

All was thus explained to ihe old Siberian, all. even the inexplicable conduet of her *ou with regard to herself iu tlie inn at Omsk in presence of the witnesses of their meeting. There was no doubt that the young girl's companion was Michael Strogoff and that a secret mission', some important, dispatch to be carried across the invadcci country, obliged him to conceal his quality of ihe czar's courier. "Alt. my brave boy!" thought Marfa. 'No, I will not betray you. and tortures shall not wrest from me the avowal that it. was you whom 1 saw at. Omsk."

Marfa could with a word have paid Nadia for all her devotion lo her. She could have told her that her companion, Nicholas Korpanoff, or, rather, Michael Strogoff, had not perished in tlie waters of the Irtish, since it was some days after that incident that she had met him, that, she had spoken to him. But she restrained herself, she was silent and contented herself with saying: "Hope, my child. Misfortune will not overwhelm you. You will see your father again. I feel it. And perhaps he who gave you rlie name of sister is not dead. God cannot have allowed your brave companion to perish. Mope, my child, hope. Do as I do. The mourning which 1 wear is not yet for my son."

Such was now the situation of Marfa Strogoff and Nadia toward each other. The old Siberian had understood all, and if tlu.' young girl was ignorant of the fact that, her companion so much regretted still lived she knew at least the relationship which he held toward ner whom she had made her mother, aud she thanked God for having given her that joy and pleasure thus to be able lo replace at the side of the prisoner that son whom she had lost.

But that which neither the one nor the other could know was that Michael Strogoff. taken at Kalyvan. was o::e of the same convoy and was bound like themselves for Tomsk.

At length, on the loth of August, toward evening, the convoy reached the little town of Zabedeiro. some thirty versts from Tomsk. At this place tlie route again lay along the course of the Tom.

All this night the prisoners were to camp on the banks of the Tom. The emir, in fact, had deferied until ihe next day the entry of his troops into Tomsk. It had been decided that a military display should mark the in angulation of the Tartar headquarters in ii Is important city. Feofar-Khan already occupied its fortress, hut the body of his army bivouacked under ihe walls, waiting for the moment to make a solemn eutrv.

Ivan Ogareff had left the emir at Tomsk, where they had both arrived the evening before, and he returned to the encampment at Zabedeiro. Next day he had to start from this place with ho rear guard of the Tartar army. A house had been placed at his disposal where he could stay the uight. At sunrise, under his command, horse and foot set out for Tomsk, where the emir wished to receive them with al! the pomp and display of an Asiatic sovereign.

Yi'heti the orders for a halt had been given, tlie prisoners, worn out with a three days' journey, a prey to the most burning thirst, could at length quench their thirst aud take some repose.

The sun had already set, but the horizon was still lighted up by the twilight, when Nadia. supporting Marfa Strogoff. readied the banks of the Tom. The two had not been able so far to penetrate the ranks of those who thronged the high bank, and they came to drink in their turn.

The old Siberian bent over the fresh stream, .and Nadia. having plunged her haurls into it. carried it to the lips of Marfa. Then she- refreshed herself in her turn. The cold water of the pure stream seemed to give back life to the old woman and the young girl. Suddenly Nadia. as she left the banks, straightened herself. An involuntary cry escaped her lips.

Michael Strogoff was there and only sotne paces from her! It was he! At the cry of Nadia Michael Strogoff hau started, but he had sufficient command of himself not to utter a

word

which c-auld compromise him. And yet at the very moment that Nadia had recognized him he had recognized his mother. Michael Strogoff at this unexpected meeting, not feeling hlniself tq.be any longer master of.him­

self. raised his hand To his eyes and immediately left the spot. Nadia was in stinctlvely hastening forward to rejoin him wlieu the old Siberian whispered these words iu her ear: "Slay, my daughter!" "It is he!" answered Nadia in a voice trembling with emotion. "lie lives, mother! It is he!" "It is my son." answered Marfa Strogoff "it is Michael Strogoff. aud you see that I do not take one step toward him. Follow my example."

Michael Strogoff had just experienced one of the most violent emotions which It is ever given lo man to feel. Ilis mother and Nadia were there. Those two prisoners, each of whom seemed to hold the first place in his heart, wore there joined with him In one common misfortune. Did Nadia know who he was? No. for he had seen the gesture of Marfa Strogoff holding her back at the moment she was about to rush ttpou him. Marfa Strogoff had understood all and kept her secret.

Michael Strogoff could then hope that this fresh and unexpected meeting at the camp of Zabedeiro would have no injurious consequences neither for his mother nor for himself, but he did not know that certain particulars of that scene, rapidly as it had passed, had been gained by Saugarre, the spy of Ivan Ogareff.

The gyps.v was there, a few paces from the bank, watching as ever the old Siberian, without, her suspecting it. She had not been able to perceive Michael Strogoff, who had already disappeared when she turned round, but the gesture of the mother, withholding Nadia, had not escaped her, and a light from Marfa's eyes told her everything.

There was no longer any doubt that the son of Marfa Strogoff, the courier of the czar, was now at Zabedeiro among the prisoners of Ivan Ogaroff.

Sangarre did not know him. but she knew he was there. She did not then attempt to discover him, a thing which would have been impossible in the midst of this numerous crowd.

As for again spying after Nadia and Marfa Strogoff, this was equally useless. It was evident that these two women would be on tli'jir guard, and it would be impossible to seize by surprise anything of a nature to compromise the courier of the czar.

The gypsy had then only one thought —to warn van Ogarofl'. Wherefore she immediate!., left the camp.

A quarter of an hour afterward she arrived at Zabedeiro and was shown into the house occupied by the lieutenant of the emir.

Ivan Ogareff immediately received the gypsy. y*' "What do you wish, SaugarreV" he asked. "The son of Marfa Strogoff is at the camp," answered Saugarre. "A prisoner?" "A prisoner." "Ah," cried Ivan Ogareff, "I knew"— "You knew nothing, Ivan," said the gypsy, "for you do not even know him." "But do you know him? You have seen him. Sangarre?" "I have not seen him. but I saw his mother betray herself by a movement which has told me everything." «"Do you not deceive yourself'.''" "I do not." "You know the importance I attach to the arrest of this courier." said Ivan Ogareff. "If the letter which was sent to him from Moscow reaches Irkutsk, and it should be handed to the grand duke, the grand duke would be on his guard, and I should not be able to catch him. 1 must have this letter at any price. Now. you have just told me that the bearer of this letter is in my power. 1 repeat it, Sangarre, do you not deceive vourself?"

Ivan Ogareff had spoken with great animation. His emotion bore testimony to the extreme importance he attached to the possession of this letter. Sangarre was not at all troubled wilh the persistency of the fresh inquiry. "I am not deceived. Ivan," she answered. "But, Sangarre, there are at the camp several thousand prisoners, and you say you do not know Michael Strogoff?" "No," answered the gypsy, whose face lighted up with a savage joy. "I indeed do not know him, but his mother does. Ivan, we must force the mother to speak." "Tomorrow she shall speak!" said Ogareff.

Then he held out his hand to the gypsy, and she kissed it, without there being in this act of respect habitual to the people of the north anything degrading or servile.

Sangarre returned to the camp. She found the place occupied by Nadia and Marfa Strogoff aud passed the night in watching them both, with her ears open for any information. She could hear nothing. By an instinctive feeling of prudence not a word was exchanged between Nadia and Marfa Strogoff.

CIJAPTER XII.

THE CRAWF011DSVILI.E WEEKLY JOURNAL.

HE next day, the lGthof August, the loud tongued trumpetssouuded through the camp. The Tartar soldiers sprang at once to arms.

Ivan Ogareff, after hav­

ing quitted Zabedeiro, arrived, accompanied by a numerous staff of Tartar officers. Ilis fact* was more serious than usual, and his contracted outlines indicated a great anger, which was only waiting for some object on which to hurl itself.

Michael Strogoff, lost in a group of prisoners, saw this man pass by. He had a presentiment that a great calamity was about to happen, for Ivan Ogareff now knew that Marfa Strogoff was the mother of Michael Strogoff, captain in the corps of the couriers of the czar.

Ivan Ogareff arrived at the center of the eamy, dismounted_from_his,..horse,

and tlfe Tiorsemen of his escort "formed a large circle around him. At that moment Sangarre approached and said: "1 have nothing new of which lo inform you. Ivan."

Ivan Ogareff answered only in giving a short command to one of liis officers. Immediately the ranks of the prisoners were traversed In a brutal manner by the soldiers. These unfortunate ones, urged on with blows and pushed with the wood of the lances, quickly arranged themselves along the outer edge of the camp. Four linos of infantry ami cavalry drawn up at the back rendered all escape impossible.

Order for silence was al. once given, and at a sign from Ivan Ogareff Sangarre directed her steps toward the group in the middle of which was Marfa Strogoff.

The old Siberian saw her coming. She understood what was about to happen. A disdainful smile played on her lips. Then, turning to Nadia, she said to her in a low voice: "You do not know me any longer, my daughter. Whatever happens and however trying may be this examination, not a word, not a gesture. It is for him. not for me. they search."

At this moment Sangarre, after having looked around for an instant, placed her hand upon the shoulder of the old Siberian. "What do you wish from me?" said Marfa Strogoff. "Come," answered Sangarre.

And, pushing her with her hand, she led her into the middle of the reserved space before Ivan Ogareff. fif?

Michael Strogoff kept his eyelashes half closed in order that the brightness of his eyes should not betray him.

Marfa Strogoff, having come in front or lvnn Ogareff, straightened her person, crossed her arms and waited. "Are you indeed Marfa Strogoff?" do manded Ivan Ogareff. "Yes," answered the old Siberian, with calmness. "Have you changed your mind as regards the statement, you made to me When, three days ago, I interrogated you at Omsk?" "No," "So you are ignorant of the fact that your son, Michael Strogoff. courier of the czar, has passed through Omsk?" "I am ignorant of it." "And that the man that you believed to have recognized as your son at the post-house was not: hc^-was not your son?" "lie was not my son." "And have you not seen him sitKe among the prisoners?" "No." "And if lie were shown to you would you recognize him?" "No."

At this answer, which showed an inflexible determination to avow nothing, a murmur of approbation arose from the crowd.

Ivan Ogareff could not restrain a menacing gesture. "Listen." said he to Marfa Strogoff. "Your son is here, and you go at once to point him out." "No." "All these men. taken at Omsk and al Kalyvan, are going to delile before your eyes, and if you do not. point out Michael Strogoff you shall receive as many blows of the knout as there shall be men who have passed before you."

Ivan Ogareff had now .realized that, whatever threats he might, utter aud lo whatever tortures he might subject her. the indomitable Siberian would uot speak. To discover the courier of the czar ho now counted not upon her, but upon Michael Strogoff himself. Ho did not believe it possible that when the mother and the son should be brought into the presence of eacii other an irresistible impulse would not betray them. Certainly "if he had only wishetl "to gain possession of Ihe imperial letter he could simply have given orders for all these prisoners to be searched. But Michael Strogoff might have destroyed this letter after learning its cc-nlcnts. and if he were not recognized and lie should gain Irkutsk the plans of Ivan Ogareff would be all frustrated. Wherefore it was not only the letter which he must have from the traitor he must have the bearer of it.

Nadia at length understood all, aud she now knew who was Michael Strogoff arid why he had wished to traverse, without being known, the invaded provinces of Siberia.

On the order of Ivan Ogareff the prisoners passed one by one before Marfa Strogoff. who remained immovable as a statue and whose regard expressed only tlie most complete indifference.

Her sou was in tlie last ranks. When in his turn he passed before his mother, Nadia shut her eyes in order not to see him.

Michael Strogoff had remained apparently impassible, but his hands were bleeding from the pressure of the fetters.

Ivan Ogareff was conquered by the son and the mother. Sangarre, placed near him, only said one word—"Knout!" "Yes," cried Ivan Ogareff, "let this old jade have the knout aud let the punishment continue until she die!"

A Tartar soldier, carrying that terrible instrument of torture, approached Marfa Strogoff.

The knout is composed of a certain number of leather thongs, to the ends of which are attached twisted iron wire. One can easily understand that to be condemned to receive a hundred aud twenty blows from such a whip is the same thing as to be condemned to death. Marfa Strogoff knew it, but she also knew that no torture upon earth could make her speak, and she had already offered the sacrifice of her life for her sou's safety.

Marfa Strogoff, having been seized by two soldiers, was thrown on her knees on the ground. Her robe, having been torn, exposed her naked back. A saber was fixed before her breast at the distance of only a few Inches, and in case she should bend under, the

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breast, would be pierced with tlie sharp point. The Tartar raised the lash. lie was waiting.

Go on!" said I van Ogareff. The whip hissed iu the air, but before the blow had fallen a powerful hand had wrenched it from the hands of the Tartar.

Michael 'Strogoff was there! He had! leaped before this horrible scene! If! at the post house or lehitn he had restrained himself al the blow from Ivan Ogareff. here before his mother, who was about to be struck, he was not able to master hlniself.

Ivan Ogareff had succeeded. "Michael Strogoff!" he cried. Then, advancing, lie said: "Ah. was this done by the man of lehim "Himself!" said Michael Strogoff, and, raising the knout, he tore with it the face of Ivan Oirnreff himself. "Blow for blow!" "Well given!" cried the voice of a spectator, who fortunately hid himself in (.lie tumult.

Twenty soldiers throw themselves on Michael Strogoff, aud they were about to kill liim. But Ivan OgareiT, from whom a cry of pain and rage had escaped. slopped them with a motion of his hand. "This man is reserved for the justice of the emir!"

The letter to Ihe imperial armies was found in the breast of Michael Strogoff, who had not bad time to destroy it, and it was handed over to Ivan Ogareff.

The spectator who had uttered aloud those words "well given" was no other than Alcide .iolivet. Ilis companion and himself, having halted at the camp of Zabedeiro, were present at this Kene. "My God," said he to llnrry Blount, "these people of the north are rough men! Do we not owe some return to our companion of the journey? May Korpanoff or Strogoff succeed! What splendid revenge for the affair of Ichiin!" "Yes. revenge indeed." said Harry Blount. "But Strogoff is a

Then, having given his orders that Michael Strogoff, strongly fettered, should be soul on to Tomsk wilh the other prisoners, he took command of the troops encamped at Zabedeiro, and amid the deafening sounds of drums and trumpets he marched to the town where the emir was awaiting him.

They had not long to wait for the lieutenant of Feofar. Besouuding bugles announced his arrival.

Ivan Ogareff—the Hashed, as they already begun to call him—dressed this time in the uniform of a Tartar officer, arrived on horseback before the tent of the emir. He was accompanied by a body of the soldiers from the camp of Zabedeiro, who drew up along the sides of the plateau, iu the middle of which he remained only during the time allotted to the amusements. One could see a deep gash cutting obliquely the face of the traitor.

Ivan Ogareff presented to the emir his principal officers, and Feofar-Khan. without departing from the coldness which was the main foundation of his dignity, received them in a manner which made them satislied with their reception.

Alcide .Iolivet and Harry Blount then joined the crowd and looked on in such a manner as uot to lose any detail of a feast, which was to furnish a hundred good lines for the newspapers. They gazed with astonishment on FeofarKhan in his magnificence, his women, his officers, his guards and all this oriental pomp, of which the ceremonies of Europe can give no Idea. But they turned away with disdain when Ivan Ogareff presented himself before the emir, and they waited, not without some impatience, for the least to begin. "Do you see, my dear Blount," said Alcide Jolivet, "we are come too soon, like good citizens who must needs come or lose their money. All this is only the rising of the curtain. It would have been better taste to have arrived only for the ballet." "What ballet?" asked Harry Blount. "The obligatory ballet, faith. But 1 think the curtain is about to rise."

Alcide Jolivet spoke as if he were at the opera, and. taking his glass from its case, he prepared to have a look at. as a connoisseur, the first subjects of Feofar's troop.

But a tedious ceremony was to [irecede the amusements. Meanwhile most of the prisoners had passed before the emir, nnd in passing each of tliem had to prostrate the forehead to touch the very dust as a sign of servility. It was the slavery which commenced with humiliation. When the unfortunates were too slow In bending, the rude hand of the guards cast them violently to the earth. Alcide Jolivet and his companion could not assis.t at such a spectacle without feellug the greatest indignation. "This Is cowardly! Let us go away!" said Alcide Jolivet. "No." replied Harry Blount "we must see all."

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For his sake it would perhaps be better not to remember him any longer." "And allow his mother to perish under the knout?" "Do you believe that he has acted better by his rash haste than his moth er and his sister?" "I don't believeanything I know nothing," answered Alcide Jolivet, "only had I been in his place I should uot have acted otherwise. What a slash! Eh, what—the devil, we must boil over sometimes. God would have placed water in our veins and not blood had he wished us to remain always and everywhere imperturbable." "What a splendid incident for a newspaper article!" said Harry Blount. "If Ivau Ogareff would only communionle to us the contents of that letter!"

Ivau Ogareff, after having wiped off the blood which covered his face, hud broken Ihe seal of the letter. lie read it again aud again for a long lime, as if he wished to fathom its contents.

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"See all! Ah!" cried Alcide Jolivet suddenly, seizing the arm of his companion. "What is (lie matter with you?" asked Ihe fornirv. "Look! Blount, it Is she!" "She?" "The sister of our fellow traveler. Alone and a prisoner! We must eave her!" "Itestrain yourself," coldly replied Harry Blount. "Our intervention in behalf of this young girl would be more hurtful than useful to her."

Alcide Jolivet. ready to rush forward, stopped himself, and Nadia, who had not perceived them, being half veiled by her hair, passed in her turn before the emir,..without attracting his attention. in the meantime, after Nadia, Marfa Strogoff had arrived, and as she did not throw herself quickly enough into the dust the guards brutally pushed her.

Marfa Strogoff fell. Her son made a terrible movement, which the soldierB who wqre guarding him could with difficulty master.

But old Marfa raised herself, and tlicy were about to drag her when Ivan Ogareff intervened, saying: "Let this woman remain."

As for Nadia, she was throwu back among the crowd of prisoners. The look of Ivan Ogareff had not fixed Itself upon her,

Michael Strogoff was then led before the emir, and there he remained erect without lowering his eyes. "Your face to the ground!" Ivan Oga reff cried out lo him. "No!" replied Michael Strogoff. Two guards wished to force him to bend, but II was they who were thrown to the ground by the hand of the robust young man.

I vaii Ogareff advanced toward Michael Strogoff. "Von are about, to die." said lie. "I shall die." liercel.v answered Michael Strogoff, "but your face of traitor, Ivan, will not the less bear and forever the infamous mark of the knout!"

I\an Oga roll, at this answer became horribly pule. "Who is this prisoner?" demanded ihe emir In a voice the more menacing because of its calmness. "A Russian spy," answered Ivan Ogareff. in making out Michael Strogoff a spy he knew the sentence pronounced against him would.be the more terrible.

Michael Strogoff moved toward Ivan Ogareff. The soldiers stopped liim.

The emir then made a gesture before which the whole crowd bent their heads. Afterward he motioned with iiis hand for Ihe Koran, which was brought to him. lie opened Ihe book and placed his finger on one of the pages.

It was chance, or, rather, as these orientals think. God himself, who was about lo decide the fate of Michael Strogoff. The people of central Asia, give the name of "fai" to this practice. Alter having interpreted the sense of Ihe verse touched by the linger of the judge I hey apply the sentence, whatever it may be.

The emir had left his finger resting on the page of the Koran. The chief of (he tilemas, then approaching, read with a loud voice a verse which finished with these wordsr'"'' ?& "And he shall see no more file things of the earth." "Russian spy," said Feofar-Khnii. "you came to see what is passing in the camp of the Tartars! Look, then, with all your eyes! Look!"

TO HE CONTINUED.

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New York.

You Get Your Money Hack. We, the undersigned druggists, hereby agree to refund the money, if after using one box of Dr. Stone's New Dyspepsia Cure, it has failed to give satisfactory results. Cures dyspepsia, Indigestion, Sour Stomach, Heart Burn, and Loss of Appetite.

MOFFBTT & MORGAN. NYE & BOOK. GEO. W. STEELE, J. H. WHITENACK.

A Little 11*089

Of flesh and strength, little barking, obstinate cough and a little pain in the chest may not mean galloping con sumption, but they are signs that prudence will not negleot. A few doses of Allen's Lung Balsam cause a free discharge of mucus and so loosens the oough. It heals the inflamed air passages and all its beneficient work is accomplished without a grain of opium.