Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 24, Number 21, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 18 November 1893 — Page 3

Out of the Jaws of Death.

Continued from Second Page.

Taras,"but~~he Too£e2 Btifl more,TackInfi that expansive simplicity which gave youth to my Mend's face. Their dress alone distinguished the different character of the two. Taras in his loose, Hght tweed suit, flannel shirt and soft, carelessly tied neckerchief, looked like a worker. Kavanagh's tight fitting dark coat, rigid collar and scarf and perfect gloves gave him the air of a well to do idler—a man of the world and society.

He inclined his head to me with serious courtesy and a certain homage in his regard which every friend of Taras commanded from those who knew him. I did not eVen nod. Lu reply, but setting my hands behind me leaned against the wall and looked at him with, I fear, very ill concealed dislike, the warmth with which Taras greeted him having aroused the first hostile sense of jealousy in my breast.

The two men spoke lightly on general topics, while Taras brought oat cigars and a spirit case, Kavanagh, with studious politeness, framing his phrases to include me and inviting me by an occasional glance to join in the conversation, but I lolled against the wall in

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silence and stared at

tiim under my bent brows for response. At length Taras, perceiving that his visitor remained standing, said to me with a laugh: "Barry Kavanagh will never sit down while you stand, Aura." "Gain aw'yl" I said in a husky, guttural tone of disgust. "What 'olds 'im? He ain't 'bliged for to stand 'cause I chooses to, is he?"

That pretty little speech coming from the lips of ao elegantly dressed young lady and the friend of Taras must have given Kavanagh quite a shock, and indeed despite the self command of good breeding, a flash of astonishment did pass over his face.

Without waiting to hear out his rejoinder, I jerked myself into an upright posture, slowly walked out of the room and slammed the door to behind me.

CHAPTER XI. KAVANAGH.

A hushed laugh from the room 1 had quitted reached my ear and caused me to stop at the foot of the stairs. The suspicion that I was the object of merriment stung my newly awakened pride. Jealous already of Kavanagh's influence and attributing to him the same feeling of animosity that rankled in my heart, I conceived that he would take advantage of my absence to make Taras hate me. A growing desire to hear what ho would say against me, to know whether Taras would stand by me or yield to his friend, impelled me to steal back to the door, where I put my ear to the key bQle.

Kavanagh was speaking in a low, musically runping tone. "That's the W6rst of equality when it's practiced by a thorough going man like you. One never knows what to expect and may get a douche like this at any moment. One day you introduce me to a man with an insignificant name and the look of a bfoken down tradesman, and 1 find later on that he's a royal duke, and now—thanks, I'll help myself if I may." "And now what do you take this friend to be?" Taras asked in atone of amusement. "1 took her to be an illustrious refugee at the least. A princess, possibly, by her dress, distingue style and a distinctly aristocratic cut of features—probably an exceptionally learned princess. There was the eccentricity of genius In her silence, the •ana gene with which she reclined against the wail and stared at me—to say nothing of a decidedly unamlable expression In those fine eyes of hers. Yes, I would have laid ten to

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Illustrious refugee—before she opened her lips." "Then you altered your opinion?" "Well, yes."

There was a pause. And here I may observe that in giving this dialogue and others 1 write many words which were not then in my vocabulary, and it must bo understood that I give but a very free translation of certain well remembered imprcs «ions. "By the way," added Kavanagh, "I hope I was not iudiscreot in ifccepting your invitation." "I should not have osliod yon to come in If 1 had not wanted to have a chat with you something more than a chat—n serious talk. 1 .should have huhti.l you up tomorrow for this very purpose." "You have the pleusyuitest way of mak ing a man feel wolcome. What is the nub ject?" "The girl who bus just left the room, la the first place. Barry Kavanagh, there must be no misconception with regard to her po sition here." "My dear fellow, no one whose opinion is worth consideration would ever dream of doubting your honor or the honesty of your relations with this young woman." "That idea never entered my magination. It Is quhe another kind of misconception that I wish to avoid. Come, you are one whose opinion is worth consideration. Tell me candidly what, conclusion you have formed with regard her iu place of the Illustrious refugee theory." "I should say that she is some unhappy waif whom you have rescued from the riough of despair and the slums of White chapel, with an object as wildly impracti cable as It is profoundly charitable." "That is the misconception that I feared," said Taras in a low, earnest voice, contrasting strongly with the light tone of his friend. "I want you to understand that the girl owes nothing to any sentiment of charity on my part in order that no chance word or accidental look may convey such a suspicion to her mind. If I gave her all that I possess in the world, down to the last farthing, it would not repay what I owe her. But for the daring, the bravery and the endurance of that slight, frail looking girl I might now be on the road to Siberia." "Good heavens! 1 have not heard a word of this." "It has all happened since I saw you last. I told yon the police would not let me alone, and they have not. They laid a trap for me, and I walked Into it with the dmpliclty„of a womanw mainly, I thlnk, b&caoae'the agent employed" take me represented himself to bean ex-convict and looked the character so perfectly that 1 never suspected him of being something worse. Usually, yon know, the police agent looks impeccablo. They got me down in cellar, bound hand and

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"Thank God you escaped! Give me your hand, old man. To think that I might have found this room empty—that I might never have smoked another pipe with you!" "You can understand now my feeling toward that girl." "By George, it's a heavy debtr Then in a reflective tone he added after a pause "I see. You propose to raise this girl io your own leveL" "Higher if I may. I aim at giving her a new life." "You have set yourself an enormoa* task." "Yon may help me now if you will." "If I will! Why, there's nothing iu the world that would give me greater pleasure, if it were only to prove the sincerity of an Irishman's friendship." "If I had doubted that, I should not have a word to yon on the subject. I felt thai: I could rely on your help in case of need, but I would not impose a task upon yon which beforehand seemed utterly hopeless." "One moment, old man," said Kavanagh, with a laugh. "You are not going to band that young lady over to me?" "Yea. You must promise to look after her if anything happens to me." "Good heavens! what do you mean?" cried Kavanagh, with bated breath. "I mean that you must finish what I have begun if I cannot finish it myself. I must make some provision of this kind for the poor girl.. What would become of her if in a few weeks, say, she were thrown suddenly npon her own resources? Money alone would make her position only the more perilous. Without a friend to guide her, she would absolutely be worseoff than if I had left her in the slums." "I understand that, but what dd you mean by the suggestion that something might happen to you in a few weeks?" "I told yon that the police have tried to kidnap me." "And failed"

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I could not get my hands free, but I worked the cord off my feet and ate through my gag. There was a pipe in the cellar, and through that I communicated with the girl whose voice I beard overhead. At the risk of her life she contrived to get herself into the cellar and me out of it. A veeeel—Srom which I bad been led to believe that three refugees were to be rescued—lay in the pool waiting for me, and most likely I waa to have been oarried aboard and shipped off to St. Petersburg the very night that this brave girl (arid mo."

"They will be more careful next time in consequence. They intend to take me, and probably they will. Three months ago the minister of police received an order from the czar to silence me. He seldom has to repeat an order of that kind." "I could not believe it when you told me." "It was credible enough to me. The warning came from a reliable friend in the minister's household. The odd thing is that I have heard nothing since from him or other friends who watch the motions of the police. It looks as if he had found a new agent—one less known to us than the old hands." "The villainous looking scoundrel you mentioned." "Oh, dear, no. He is only a subagent employed by the agent in chief, who himself takes care to keep well out of the way. He may be directing the affair from Paris or Berlin. Certainly he would not jeopardize his own life or his position by ah attack of this kind. The whole business has to be done by carefully conqeale^ means, lijje dfie of those clocks which defy ingenuity to discover where the motive power is situated. It would never do, in case of exposure, for a known emissary of the Russian government to be implicated in a conspiracy against the freedom of a subject on British soil." "That did not occur to me at the moment. What steps have you taken since this attempt?" "Made my will and" "Surely they will not attempt to assassinate you?" Kavanagh said quickly, inter rupting Taras. "Assassinate me? No! The rascals have too much respect for your hangman and their own necks to venture on that. But they would not hesitate to kiH me if they could justify themselves by a plea of self defense. That might have happened the other night if they had not taken me so completely by surprise that I could offer no resistance. Every one of them had his kuife ready, and I should have been cut down as sure as fate if their cords had not held me. Taking place in a villainous waterside beerhouse, my death would have been attributed to a drunken brawl, and all evidence of my Identity being removed it is doubtful if the papery would take any notice of the inquest. It was all calculated to a nicety—the agent must have gone over the ground and mapped it out clearly. I would give anything to know who he is." "It is horrible to fight in the dark. You never know when the blow may fall." "No, nor who may strike it—that's the worst part of the business. It shakes one's faith. The man you trust turns out to be an enemy—your favorite haunt a nest of spies—anything may happen at any moment. I fancy they will give me a respite now. I am all right for a time." "Is it not possible," said Kavahagh, "is there not just a chance that the attack was intended rather as a warning than anything else, and that they would havestiffered you to escape if the girl had not forestalled them? If they silenced you tonight, your works would still exist. They cannot undo them, and they know it. Sent to Siberia," you become a martyr, and greater importance is given to your work. It seems to me that the ngeuts—the minister, the czar

be satisfied with this mani

festation of power and drop the affair." "For awhile possibly—probably, indeed. But when they find that I do not profit by their warning and will not accept their conditions of neut rality—that I am neither a child nor an old woman to bo frightened by menaces of future punishment from the course directed by my conscience" "But, my dear fellow, it is not as if you were still an active euemy." "If you think I am nothing but a passive enemy, you are wrong," said Taras, with more fire in his voice than I had yet heard. They have something to gain by my removal. For months I have been meditating a new attack, and the ctar knows it, for he has spies in our camp as we have friends in his. I have only been waiting for the idea, and the idea came to my mind the first time I saw Aura. I owe her that as well, poor girL Come up with me, and I will show the shell I am preparing to throw at the czar's feet."

As their chairs moved I slipped from the door and ran tip to my room to meditate on what I had heard and *^*n a clearer conception of its meaning.

CHAPTER XIL TBS FIGHT FOH LIFE.

Taras gave me his hand when we met the next morning down stairs. I took tt in silence, being unprepared for this form of greeting, which I had never before exchanged with any one, and which now kindled an emotion in my breast that threw ail my ideas into confukoo. Bat before I let his warm palm leave my clinging fingers the earnest purpose I had come to in the night caaaeerted itself, and I said: "Here, Pm a-goin to begin today in rea. earnest." "That's right," said he, smiling, butwith serious feeling in his deep eyes. "I ain't a-goin to talk dilecka to any living soul again 'ceptin you. Pm a-goin to talk French like Mere Lucas tioes. Preaea'l* PI1 go in the kitchen and pint out thing* «B$ FB JfetMa lolwrtUlIcan makfoO*

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what she's drivin at. AndTm a-goin to take stock of everything yon do, too, and say things softer like and more pleasant, same as what yon do. And I'll set to and learn readin and writin if you only show me how —jist for a start. But I ain't a-goin to beno 'normous trouble. I won't be a bit more trouble 'an I can help. Whatever yon tel me to do, I'll take and do it. whether I likes it or not—see?" "Yes." "Here"—after swallowing my compunction—"I heered all what you said last night." s,^ "So I perceive.

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"When you're a-goin out, and don't want to take me along of you, do yon mind tellin me where you are goin and 'bout what be "I am not sure that I shoulct quite likt that." "Oh, don't fancy I'm a-goin to foller yon about and be a nuisance. No fearl 1 shouldn't like that myself. But if yon didn't turn up, say two or three hours arter the time, I might jist take a sHrvey round and see if. it was all right, doncher know? It shouldn't make no difference to you, 'cause I'd take care you didnt know it, but if make a lot of difference to me, 'cause I shouldn't have to do it? underhanded like, and I should feel a lump easier." "In that case, I will tell you when I think of.it."

Then, seeing by my troubled look, possibly, and my silence that my mind was not vet relieved of its charge, he added: "Anything else, little friend?"

ktWell,

I walked round the stand, touched the soft clay, and then, looking at Taras in perplexity, said: "Why, it's only images." "That is all." "Weil, what harm will it do any one if you throw that at his feet? It wouldn't kill him if you threw it at his head." "Ah, but this is only a sketch of a much larger one I shall make," said he, with a twinkle of merriment in his eye. "The figures will be life size, and they will be burned hard in a kiln, which, you see, would mako a difference if it came to throwing it at anybody's head, but that was only a manner of speaking. Come, I will make it clear to you if I can. This female figure represents my country in the last stage of despair and humiliation. The man tearing the dress from her shoulders is a brutal executioner with an iron thonged whip in his hand. The third figure is the czar, who has given the order for this helpless woman to be flogged and is standing by to see his order carried out, cailous to his victims suffering." "What has the woman done?" "She has dared to tell the czar that, she is not his slave." *1 "What's this down' al'" an?" I asked. "The czar's dog—licking her hand." "To show he's got more feelin than the man has?" "That's it. Yon begin to see what 1 mean." "It's arcomin to me," I said after a few momenta of profound thinking. "I'm gettin at it by a little at a time. That woman, yoor ooontry, 'a got a look like mine waa, all mis'abk and wretched like, and you're *goin to give Let* new life like you're gi vin me and alter her face so as people shall hardly know her again." "Would to heaven I mightf" he exclaimed fervently. "One life is too abort for such a work—one hand too feeble. 1 can but hope to awaken the sympathy of humanity and start the cry of indignation which shall shame the czar to mercy-"

The group had a new interest lor me. The longer I looked at it the more ft fascinated me. The central figure waned to bean imaga. It was a living woman differing as had suffered. **I guess she feels Ilka I felt," said "X&e m.. it aothln amid make her feel

TERRE HAtJTfii SATURDAY EVENING- MAJXfNO VEMBER 18,1893.

wus, and it didn't matter what happened." Taras assented. "Better she hadn't got no soul nor not-h in. Better she was dead if she hain't got a friend to help her up and give her new life." "That's it. But we must find friends to help he?, warm the hearts of other nations toward her and kindle a spirit of hope and courage into that poor fainting heart, and we wilHf-we can keep out of the hands of the police."

If he could keep out of the hands of the police! My existence also depended upon that. Recognizing so much, the instinct of self preservation inspired me with a fierce desire and determination to find out and fight this secret emissary of the czar.. The enemy once discovered, I would meet cunning with cunning, dare anything, hesitate at nothing to save the man who made the world dear to ma It would be a fight for life, and one of us must falL [lobe Continued Next Week,']

The Pallograph.

The name of "pallograph" has been given to a newly invented German apparatus founded on the principle of so hanging a weight that, in consequence of its inertia, it takes no part, in a given direction, ig the tremblings and oscillations of the point to which it is suspended. In a series of experiments with this device, made on board a twin screw vessel of the German navy, it appears that the vertical vibrations always attained their maximum when the horizontal were at their smallest, and vice versa. This phenomenon was peculiar to twin screw vessels only and is explained by the difference in the number of the revolutions of the two engines and the reaction of the masses of the moving j.arts.

The horizontal direction was exactly the reverse, and the action of the masses of the heaviest moving parts of the engines— the connecting rods and cranks—neutralized each other because they were of equal size and acted in opposite directions. The older passenger steamers had much smaller dimensions, and the engines, as is well known, ran at much smaller speeds than those of today. The smaller the length of the ship, the greater the number per unit of time of its vibrations. With the increase of dimensions the period of the vibrations become steadily longer, while the necessarily greater engine power which was requisite compelled the increase of the number of revolutions.—New York

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''There it is," said Taras.

"Yes, I got sunthin else to say, but it kinder sticks half way. Here, don't you bother about makin 'rangements with that feller td look arter me in case anything— you know, don't you? I can't say it. It's too dreffle to talk about. But I don't want tp be held by any one. You wouldn't like that. If you go away, I shall just come arter you, and it don't matter where nor how—d'ye hear?" ¥her6 tvaa pain in his face as he nodde^ assent, but to disguise the feeling he asked lightly: there nothing else?" "Nothin 'ticler," I replied with a sigh of relief. "I've got up the wust of it. But you might tell us what this thing is you're a-goin to heave at somebody's feet, else I know I'll have to go pokin and pryin about to fifidput."

ah Mere Lucas has only just taken

in the milk, we can go into the workshop and satisfy your curiosity without keeping breakfast waiting. This is a pretty frock. I have not seen it before, I think." "Course you ain't," said I, stopping and turning around slowly, with huge delight, to be admired. "Tea gowns is for arter noons, walkin dresses is for outdoors, but this here is for mornin's." "I ought to have known that—it's so crisp and bright and fresh," said he.

We passed through the back yard Mid up a few steps into a long glazed workshop, which had beou rented Croni the cabinet maker next door. I looked around, expecting to see some terrible instrument. Innumerable plaster casts hung from the rafters. The end wall was covered with rough sketches in charcoal. A potter's wheel stood near the windaw, with a trough of clay beside it. Some odd looking tools lay on bench, but the) only looked like misshapen spoons. In the middle of the workshop, however, there was something on a stout stand, carefully enveloped iu a damp cloth, and a little farther on stood another stool bearing a smaller mass similarly covered. Taras went up to the larger of the two things and began carefully to remove the cloth, while I stood by waiting in eager curiosity to know what it was that excitcd the animosity of the police to such an extent. "There it is," said Taras, lifting the last fold of the cloth and revealing a group of three figures, roughly modeled in clay.

Bobbed the Detective.

While Detective Timoney of the East Twenty-second street station was making out a complaint against a prisoner at the Yorkville police court recently, one of the clerks, as a joke, cleverly picked his pock et, getting a fine gold watch and chain.

He did not discover his loss until late in the afternoon. Then he felt greatly discomfited, for to have his pocket picked in a police -court is not a pleasant experience for a "fly copper."

Yestefday morning he received a pawnticket by mail, and on going to the shop was overjoyed to find his watch. He redeemed it for $5 and then determined to keep the little affair quiet.

He went to the Yorkville police court yesterday wit?} another prisoner and was overcome with surprise and embarrassment when Clerk Thomas Ryan handed him a $5 bill, explaining that it was the money for which the watch had been pawned.

A roar of laughter from his associates greeted the detective as he pocketed the Bill, felt to see if his watch was still in his et and hurried out of the court.—New ork World.

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