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BY IVAN TOURGCENrEFF.
Do you know, reader, those little manor
houses wliich abounded twenty-five or thirty
years ago in the Ukraine of Great Russia?
Pew remain at this day, and perhaps—as
they are built of wood —before ten years thc
last will have disappeared without leaving a
trace. One observed at first a pool of run
ning water bordered by reeds and dwarf wil
lows, where paraded broods of duck, with
whom at times was associated a shy teal; be
yond the pool a garden planted witb lindens
(the pride of our region of dark earth), and
cut into long borders, where bellilowers,
vetches, and stray ears of rye and oats ming
led with strawberries; then a thicket of red
and black currents and raspberries, in the
midst of which at the hour of the dumb heat
of noon, one was sure to see pass the striped
kerchief of a maid servant singing at the top
of her voice. Farther off a scanty kitchen
garden, wherea swarm of Bparrows covered
the stake-, while a cat crouched on a ruined
-well, surrounded a little greenhouse raised
as our fairy tales say, on chichens' claws;
farther off still, a meadow of tell grass, green
below, gray at the point, thick set with pear
. apple trees with bushy heads, and
cherry trees with slender arms. Nearthe
bouse reached a llower garden full of poppies
peonies, and the flowers we call "Aniouta'a
eyes" and'*maid in green." An incessant
humming of bees and hornets, joyful and
. was heard in the tufted, gluey
branches of the wild jasmine, yellow acacia,
and lilac. At las!, one reached thc house.
One story in height, raised on a layer of
brick work, with greenish glass in its nar
row windows which projected from a plank
roof, formerly painted red, it displayed a
step, surrotiudcd by a worn-eaten balus
trade, under whlcjj in a hole lived a dumb
old watchdog. Beyond the house the vast
courtyard extended, covered With nettles,
dock, and wormwood, with the work build
ings, such as the cellar, the kitchen, and the
barns whose thatched roofs, burrowed by
■mice, were the dwelling place of pigeons and
crows. And last rolled into view the high-
Way , with streaks of soft dust iu its deep
ruts, the cultivated grounds, the long torn
hedgerows which surrounded the hemp fields,
lhe poor scattered i«Ms of the village, and
the immense meadows inundated in spring
time, from which rose the clamor of thou
sands of geese. Do you know all that, read
er. Within aliis askew and shaky: still it
holds together and keeps warm. Thereare
elephantine chinneys, and incongruous
pieces of furniture made witb the household
tools. Narrow whitish paths, worn by fe< I.
wind over the oiled and varnished floor
boards. The antechamber is full of little
cages enclosing larks and greenfinches; an
immense English clock, high as a tower and
bearing the mysterious inscription. "Strike
and .silence,'' stands in the dining room.
Ancestral portraits with an expression of
severe dulness, or perhaps a frayed picture
representing cither flowers and fruit or some
mythological subject offering nudities under
blown draperies, arc the ornaments of the
walls of the room. Everywhere is the odor
of kvass, of apple, of rye bread, of leather;
swarms of Hies hum and buzz in striking the
ceiling, while active moths play with their
feelers behind the worn gilt frame of a mir
ror. Allthe same, one can live there, und
Such a cottage I happened to visit thirty
years ago; an old story, as you see. The lit
tle domain in winch it was found belonged
to one of my university comrades. He had
inherited it quite recently from a. bachelor
uncle, and did not Jivo on it himself. At a
short distance, however, extended some large
marshes, where'during the passage of sum
mer abound great snipe. My comrade and
1, passionate sportsmen, had appointed a
meeting a1 this bouse for St. Peter's Day, the
opening of tlie season. He had to come from
Moscow, I from my yillage. My comrade
was detained and did not come till several
days later. I did not begin shooting without
him. 1 had been reeeived by an old servant
named Narkiz, who had been warned of my
arrival. This old servant did not at ail
resemble Caleb or Saveliteh, but deserved
more the nickname of Marquis, which my
friend jocularly gave him. He hada bearing
lull of assurance, almost of dignity, and
manners refined in their slovness. He
looked with pity on us young fellows, and
evinced little respect for the class of gentle
men. He spoke of his old master with a
disdainful negligence, and as to his fellow
servants, be despised ihem profoundly "for
their ignorance" —that was bis expression.
In fact, he could read and write, expressed
himself witb clearness and precision, drank
no brandy, and rarely went to church, wliich
caused him to be beld a heretic. He was
tall and spare, had a long and regular face,
nosesharp, and eyebrows thick and always .
in motion. He wore a Iongand very neat
overcoat, and high boots pointed iu form of
The day of my arrival, Narkiz, after hav
ing gravely served my breakfast, stopped in
the doorway, considered me, moved his
thick eyebrows, and said at last:
"Well, sir, what are you going to do
"I don't know. If Nicholas Petrovitch
had kept his promise, we should have goue
"Hun:! Then you hoped, sir, that he
would keep his promise faithfully?"
''Certainly, I counted ou it."
Narkiz regarded me anew fixedly, and
shook his head with an air of compassion.
"If you feel inclined lo amuse yourself by
reading we still have some of the old mas
ter'.- ii.oks. Onlv, BB far as I eau suppose,
yuu will not read Ihem."
"They are good-for-nothing books; they
are not written for gentlemen of the present
"Yoi: have read them 2"
"If I had not read them, I would . not
speak of them. A book of dreams for in
stance, what sort of a book is that? There
are olhers, truly; but you would not read
"They are books of divinity."
I remained sileut, and Narkiz also. A
sort of inward sneer moved his lips,
-What is above all disagreeable," resumed
I, "is to remain in the house iu such fiue
"Walk in the garden, go in the wood; we
have a birch of wood here. Or would you
"Have you any fish?"
"Yes, in the pool—perch, tench, gudgeon.
True, the season is over; we are near July.
.Still one might try. Shall a Hue be prepared
for you 2"
"Do me the pleasure."
"I will send you a young boy to thread
the worms on the hook or must I come
with you myself?"
It was evident Narkiz doubted my ability
to gei Oirougtt the affair aloue.
"Yes; certainly, come, come," said I to
He gave abroad emilthn silence, knit his
brows, aud ivft the room.
Half an hour afterward we set out fishing.
Narkiz had wrapped himself up iu I know
not what long-eared cap, which rendered
him still more majestic. He marched 'in
front with a solemn and measured tread; two
lines swung in cadence from his shoulder.
A little boy with naked feet, ami with eyes
fixed respectfully ou the back of Narkiz, fol
lowed him, bearing a pot full of worms and
a watering can to hold the fish.
"Here, near the dyke," explained Narkiz
to me, "a floating bank has been pre
pare d for greater convenience. Eh! eh! our
idlers are already there! Look! it has be
come a regular habit."
I raised, and on this same bank pereeived
two men, seated with their backs to us flsh-
"Wiio are tl.ey? asked I.
Neighbors," answered Narkiz impatiently.
"They have nothing to eat at home, and so
they honor us with their visit."
"They are permittcd*to fish here?"
. "The old master permitted them. I don't
know r whether Nicholas Petrovitch The
taller of the two is a sub-deacon out of en
gagement, a worthless man; the stouter is a
"How! a brigadier!" exclaimed I.
The garments of this brigadier were almost
more pitiable than those of the sub deacon.
"It Is as I have the honor to tell you. He
possessed a very good property, and now it
is by favor that he gets a corner in an isba,
and be lives on what God sends him. But
what are we to do? They have taken the
best places. We must disturb these amiable
"No, Narkiz, leave them alone, do not dis
turb them. We will take another place. I
Wish to make the brigadier's acquaintance."
"As you piease: butas to making acquaint
ance, you must not hope, sir, to get much
ple«ure from it. He ha3 become very weak
of comprehension, and as stupid in conver
sation as a little child. In fact, he is near
his eightieth year. '
"What's his name?"
"Vasili Fomitch; family name, Gousskof."
"And the sub-deacon?"
"The sub-deacon? Hei3 called Cucumber
—Everybody calls him so, and as to his
true name, God alone can know. A good for
nothintf, I tell vou—a regular vagabond."
"They live together?"
"No, but the devil, as they say have joined
thern by a cord."
We approached the bank. The brigadier
raised his eyes to us for an instant, and im- |
mediately returned them to his float. Cu
cumber leaped from his place, pulled his
line with one hand and with the other drew
off his greasy cap. After having passed his
trembling fingers over his rough, yellow
hair, he made us a profound bow,
giving out a little constrained laugh. The
puffin ess of his face betokened a regular
drunkard, and his little eyes winked with a
timid humility. He gave his a neighbor a i
nudge, as if to remind him thatit was time j
to be off. The brigadier began to fidget on j
"Stay, I beg you," cried I, "you are not |
in our way. We will take this place. Stay."
Cucumber pulled up the flap of his worn ;
overcoat, shrugged his shoulders, and shook
his beard. Our presence visibly troubled i
him. He would have preferred to go away.
But the brigadier was reabsorbed in the con
templation of his float. The ex-sub-deacon
coughed In his hand, drew his naked feet
under him, covered his knees with his cap.
and modestly replaced his line in the water.
"Do they rise!;" gravely asked Narkiz.
"We have caught five little tench," ans
wered Cucumber in a hoarse and broken
voice, "and His Grace has taken a large
"Yes, a perch," 6aid the brigadier in a
I set myself to consider attentively, not
himself, but his image reflected in the water.
It was presented to me as in a mirror, more
sombre, and at the --.nn.- lime more silyery,
Tiie vast surface of tie; pool breathed cool
ness to us. whice came also from the humid
earlh of th.- bank, ail cracked and as it were
ploughed by the melting of the snow. This
eo . in ss v.as lhe more agreeable, thatabove,
over the summits of the bushy trees, one
felt hanging in the glided azure of the sky
the burden ofa motionless heat. Tiie water
round the bank did not stir; in the shadow
cast on it from the bushes on its margin,
shone like little steel buttons, water-spiders
describing their incessant rounds. Slight
ripples played round the floats when the lish
dallied witli the bait; they did not bite. In
the space of an entire hour we took only two
I do not know why the brigadier so excited
my curiosity. His rank could have no influ
ence on me, and in those times a ruined
gentleman was no rare thing. His exterior
also had nothing remarkable. Under a pad
ded cap, whicii entirely covered his head
fmm neck to eyebrows, was seen around
and red visage, with small lips, and small
eyes of clear gray. Simplicity, feebleness of
spirit, audi know not what ancient sorrow,
surviving witliout consolation and without
relief, were expressed by this meek and al
most childish visage. His hands, white and
plum]), with short stout fingers, also iudi
catcd an irremediable awkwardness. I could
not imagine how this poor little old man
eould ever have been a warrior, have com
manded others, aud that during the rude age
of the great Catherine.
From time to time he swelled his cheeks
and puffed as do little children; then he
seemed to make efforts to see what was be
fore him as do decrepit old men. Once only
he opened wide his eyes, which seemed to
me larger than I had thought them at first.
Their gaze was directed toward me from the
bottom of the water, and this gaze appeared
to me strangely touching and significant at
the same time.
I tried to open conversation with him;
but Narkiz had uot deceived mc. The poor
(dd man, in fact, had become very weak of
comprehension. He inquired the name of
my family, made me repeat it two or three
times, seemed to reflect, aud cried cut sud
"Bui we had a Judge of that name. Cu
cumber, wasn't there such a judge, eh?"
"Yes, yes, my little father Vassili Fomitch;
yes, your Grade," answered Cucumber, who
seemed to treat him as a child—"yes, there
was a judge; but give me your line—I be
lieve the worm is eaten. It is eaten, in
"Did yo;' know the Lomoff family?" said
the brigadier suddenly to me making a great
effort ovei- bim self.
"What family?" said I.
"Howl What family! Fedore Ivanitch,
Andre Ivanitch, Alexis Ivanitch, the Jew,
Theodulie Ivauovna the plunderess, and be
The brigadier brusquely interrupted him
self and lowered his eyes.
"They were his greatest intimates," said
Narkiz in a low voice, leaning toward me."
"It is, thanks to them, thanks to that Al
exis Ivanitch, whom he spoke of as a Jew,
and especially, thanks to another sister, Ag
rafena Ivanovna, that he has lost all his for
"What arc you muttering there about Ag
rafena Ivanovna?" cried the- briiradicr sud
denly. And his head raised itself, and his
while eyebrows contracted.
"Take care that! How dare you name her
with that clownish impoliteness? Agrafena?
Agrippina, you should say."
"See, see, little father," said Cucumber,
"You do not know then what the poet
Milonoff wrote In her honor?" continued the
old man, who was entered in an agitation
I had not been able to anticipate. And he
began to declaim with emphasis, pronounc
ing the sylables "an" and "en" iti a subna
sal toue, in French manner, as did our an
cient petite nudtres.
'"No; the flaming hymeneal torches'—
that's not it, but this: 'No; it is not the
vain idol of frailty, it is not amaranth nor
porphgry which fill them with their charms'—
them, do you hear? Itis us two that it is all
about, 'Their only care without impediment
agreeable, delectable, full of langour, is rath
er to nourish in their blood a mutual flame.'
And you dare to say Agrafena?"
Narkiz smiled with an air half indifferent,
half, disdainful. But the brigadier had al
ready again let his head fall upou his breast,
aud the line glided from his haud tnto the
KI see lt Is not worth the trouble," said
Cucumber suddenly. "The fish did not rise
and his Grace is just seized with an access
of melancholy. Let us go in—that will be
He drew from his pocket with precaution
a little tin bottle stopped with a wooden peg,
and poured ou the back of his hand several
pinches of bad tobacco mixed with ashes,
which he stuffed in both nostrils at the same
"Oh! divine tobacco," cried he, coming to
himself as from an ecstasy, "it gives you a
thrill right to the teeth. Come, my little
pigeon, Vassili Fomitch, deign to rise."
The brigadier rose from his seat.
"Do you live far from here?" I asked Cu
"His Grace does not live far away, less
than a verste.
"Will you permit me to see you home?"
asked I of the Brigadier, not wishing to sep
arate from him so soon.
He regarded me fixedly, and smiled with
that particular smile grave, polished, and
slightly affected —which I have never seen
but on the faces of very old men, and whieh
always reminds me— I don't know why—of
powder and a French coat with Strass but
tons, in a word, of the last century. Then
he added, laying stress on each syllable, "he
would be enchanted," and immediately fell
again into his torpor. The gallant chevalier
THE ST. PAUL DAILY GLOBE. SATURDAY MORXIXG, APRIL 12. 1884. .
of the time of Catherine had for an instant
Narkiz was astonished at my inslstance;
tut I gave no heed to the disapproving shakes
of his tall cap and left the garden, following
the brigadier, whom Cucumber supported by
the arm. The old man walked fast enough,
but with short steps, quick and stiff as if with
We followed a bypath hardly traced In a
grassy dale between two knots of birch tree s
The sun was broiling; orioles answered each
other in the green thicket; landfails gave
forth their strident cry, little blue butterflies
fluttered in troops on the clover flowers;
bees, as if asleep, entangled themselves and
hummed in the motionless grass. Cucum
ber shook himself and recovered his spirits;
he feared Narkiz, under whose eyes he had
to live. As to me, I was to him nothing but
a stranger, a passer; he soon became famil
"Sec," said he, In his hurried, thick voice
"his Grace is very moderate; but how could
you expect a single fish to satisfy him. un
less your Honor deign to make us a little
gift? There is, round the turning, a famous
inn where one can get very good rolls of
brown bread, and if you should wish to ex
tend your benevolence to me, a fisherman,
I should treat myself to a little glass to your
health, to wish you length of days."
I gave him a piece of twenty kopecks, and
| had hardly time to withdraw my hand, which
j he had snatched to kiss. He learned that I
was a sportsman, and began to relate that he
had a good acquaintace, a retired officer,
who possessed a true Swedish firelock, a
"Miu-din-den-ger with a copper barrel, a
regular cannon," added he, "for you fire a
shot and you stand quite stunned and
dreamy. It was found after the retreat of
the French in 1812. This officer had a dog
of which I can only say a single thing; it
i whs a freak of nature^ Myself, I have a ver
| itable passion for sport, and my pope finds
nothing to blame in it. Far from that. One
night we both placed ourselves in our shirts,
lo wi nnd catch some quail by call-note; but
our Archbishop is an implacable tyrant. As
j to Narkiz Semenitch," added he with a bit
! ter smile, "if according to his judgment T
have become a man of little account, I shall
hav..- the honor to object that he has forced
his eyebrows out like a blackcock, aud imag
ines by that he has traversed all the scien
Discoursing in this manner we approached
the inu, an old solitary tiba without court
yard or enclosure. A lean dog was curled
up uuder the window, and a fowl no less
emaciated scratched the dust under his nose.
Cucumber seated the brigadier on a little
bank of earth and disappeared immediately
behind the door of the inn. While he was
buying his rolls and treating himself to a
glass of brandy, I did uot take my eyes off
lhe brigadier, whom I persisted in regarding
as an enigma. "I am sure," said I to my
self, "that something extraordinary has
taken place in the life of this man." As to
him, he did not seem even to notice me. He
was seated on the bank with arched back,
and he rolled in bis lingers several pinks
Leathered in my friend's garden. Cucumber
reappeared at last with a string of rolls. His
face, red, and in perspiration, expressed a
sanctimonious astonishment, as if he had
just learned something very agreeable and
unexpected. One of the rolls he Immediate
offered to the brigadier, who put it between
his teeth, and we set out again.
The glass of brandy had, as we say, un
screwed Cucumber. He began to lavish his
consolations on the brigadier, who hastened
to walk in frout with his short steps, tremu
lous and stiff.
"Oh! your Grace, my little father, why
are you not gay? Why do you let your nose
hang down? Permit me to sing you a little
song. Y'ou will have great satisfaction with
it at once. No doubt of it," resumed he
turning to my side," "our master is a great
laugher. Oh! great God I what a laugher.
Yesterday I saw a peasant woman washing
her husbands breeches In the pool. Such
a big peasant woman it was. And our
master who kept behind, died of laughing
at her, I swear to you. But permit me—do
you know the song of the hare? Never mind
my appearance. We have in the town a Bo
hemian woman, a regular guy. She begins
to sing: Quick! a coffin! lie down in it
and die of pleasure." Cucumber opened
wide his thick wet lips, and with head thrown
back and eyes half closed, chanted the fol
"The hare ls crouching under a bush;
some sportsmen cross the fields; the hare
hardly breathes; he is content to raise one
ear, for he looks for death.
" 'How have I vexed you my dear sports
men? What troubles have I caused you? It
is true I visit the cabbages, but I eat only
one leaf at a time, and that is in the pope's
kitchen garden, alas!' "
Cucumber's voice rose higher and higher:
"The hare leaped in the sombre forest and
showed in derision his tallto the sportsmen.
"Adieu, dear sportsmen, contemplate my
tail, as to myself, I am free." '
Cucumber no longer sang—he howled:
The sportsmen wandered all day on the
plain. They discussed the hare's actions.
Thev ended by insulting each other aud
The hare will not be caught; the squint
eyed villain has made fun of us.
Cucumber sang the first two verses of each
stanza in a drawling voice, the three last on
the contrary, with agility, skipping and
pushing his legs one before the other. At
the end of each stanza he made his lioriture,
that is to say, he struck himself behind with
his heels. After having 6crearned out the
last verse he did a wheel. His hope was re
alized. The brigadier burst out suddenly
into a roar of laughter, trembling and tear
ful; it was so strong that he could go no
further, and bent forward striking his knees
with his feeble hands. I regarded his face,
become purple and convulsively twisted, and
1 in that moment, more than before, I was
Belzed with a great compassion for the poor
old man. Animated by sueceas, Cucumber
began to dance like a Cossack, and ended
by falling with his face on the ground. The
brigadier brusquely ceased laughing and re
sumed his walk.
We passed over a quarter of a verste more.
A hamlet appeared at last on the border of a
ravine of no great depth. In a by-place was
a cottage with a thatch roof, half uncovered,
and a single chimney. In one of the two
chambers of this wretched isba lived tbe
brigadier. The lady of the hamlet was the
wife of a counsellor of state, Mme. Lomoff,
who resided constantly at St. Petersburg. It
was she, I learned later, who had given this
corner to the brigadier. She had also as
signed for his nourishment a monthly al
lowance of a pood of flour with a little salt
and oil, and finally had allowed him as a ser
vant a young idiot girl, taken from the serfs
of the hamlet, who, though she hardly under
stood human language, yet sufficed in the
judgmeut of Mme. Lomoff to sweep the floor
and cook a cabbage soup. On the threshold
of this cottage the brigadier turned toward
me, and, making me enter before him with
his smile of the time of the Empress Cather
ine, he asked me if I would deign to visit his
apartment. Everything was so dirty, so des
titute, so miserable, that the brigadier, hav
ing probably caught on my face the impres
sion produced upon me by the sight of his
abode, said to me suddenly in Freuch, shrug
ging his shoulders: "Ce n'est pas * * * ceil
de perdrix." I could not make clear what
iie had wished to say by these words, because,
' I having addressed him in French, he no
longer answered in that language. Two ob
jects had struck me especially and from the
first in the brigadier's chamber: the cross of
an officer of St. George under glass in a black
frame, whicli hung on the wall, and which
bore in old characters the following inscrip
tion; "Received by the Colonel of the regi
ment of Tchcrnigof, Vassili Gousskof. for
the taking of Praga by assault in 179-i;" and
also a portrait in oils, the bust of a young
woman, very beautiful, with black eyes,
brown complexion, long face, a high pow
dered head of hair, dressed In a full robe of
large design, bordered with blue fringe, as
was worn about 1780. This portrait was, no
doubt, ill-pulnted; but it must have been a
likenness; so much one felt in It an indivi
dual and indubitable life. In the strict, close
curve of the nose, in the lips, regular, but
flat, aud thin, in the nearly straight line of
the thick eyebrows, might be read a charac
ter, imperious, proud, and passionate. No
effort of the imagination was needed to re
present to oneself how this face might sud
denly become inflamed with passion and fury.
Under the portrait, on a little pedestal, was a
bunch of half-withered wildflowers in a com
mon glass jug. The brigadier approached
the pedestal, placed carefully with the other
flowers the pinks he had gathered, and, rais
ing his hand in the direction of the portrait,
he said in a respectful voice: "Agripplna
Teleghlne, nee Lomoff!" The words of Nar
kiz came back to my mind, and it was with
two-fold attention that I examined the fea
tures, expressive, but dry and hard, of the
woman to whom the brigadier had sactificed
aff his fortune.
"I see you assisted at' the assault of
Prasa, Monsieur le Brigadier." I began,
pointing out to him the cross of St. George.
"You have merited to receive a distinction
rare at all times, and still rarer then. Do
you remember Suvarov?"
"Alexander Vassilitch?" answered the
brigadier, after a moment of silence, during
which he had appeared to muster his ideas;
"yes, yes, I remember him—a Uttle old man,
very alert. You stand upright before him,
you hardly breathe; and he, he skips here and
The brigadier burst out laughing.
"He entered Warsaw on a Cossack's jade,
and himself all covered with diamonds; and
he said to the Poles, 'I have got no watch; I
have forgotten it at St. Petersburg:' and they
to say, 'Vivat! vivat! rog«_Ss! what! rogues!'
Eh! Cucumber, lad," added he suddenly,
changing and raising his voice (the merry
sub-deacon had remained outside), "where,
then, are these rolls? and tell Grounka to
brintr some kgavs ."
"Here! your.Grace, here!" said Cucumber,
entering "and handing to the brigadier the
string of rolls.
And leaving the cottage, he approached a
being in rags, with rough hair, who was prob
ably the Idiot girl Grounka. Inf act, as soon
as I could distinguish through the dusty glass
he began to ask her for drink by raising to
his lips one of his hands, which he gave the
form of a funnel, while with the other he
made signs in the direction of the chamber
we had entered.
I tried again to resume conversation with
the Brigadier, but he was visibly fatigued;
he let himself fall groaning on a sort of
truckle-bed and, having said in a doleful
voice, "Oh! my poor bones; my poor dear
bones!" he began to unfasten his garters.
I remember being much surprised at a man
wearing garters; but I had forgotton that in
his time it was the general custom. The
brigadier began to gape lenthily and naively,
without taking from me hU eyes, which were
become troubled; very little children de so.
The poor old man seemed no longer to com
prehend my questions. And he had taken
Praga! It was he who, sword in hand,
througn the smoke and dust, a flag riddled
with balls about his head, mutilated corpses
under his feet, had led the soldiers of Suva
It was he—hei Is It not stranee? But it
seemed to me that in the life of the brigadier
there must have passed something stranger
Cucumber brought some bad white kvass
in an iron pitcher. The brigadier drank with
avidity. His hands trembled; Cucumber
supported the bottom of the pitcher. The.
old man carefully wiped his toothless mouth
with the palm of his hand, and after having
looked fixedly, he began to mumble with his
lips. I understood that he wished to sleep,
so made him a bow and left.
"His Grace will go to rest now," sala Cu
cumber, who had come out after me. "He
is very fatigued to-day; he has made his pil
" What pilgrimage ?"
"Oh! to the tomb of Agrafena Ivanovna,
five vcrstes away in the parish burying
ground. Vassili Fomitch goes there every
week without fail."
"Has she been dead long?"
"It will soon be twenty years at least."
"Then she was his mistress?"
"Don't you know she passed all her life
with him? To tell the truth, I never knew
the lady; but it appears there were between
them things things Sir," said he pre
cipitately, seeing that I wa3 going away,
"won't you give me somethiug more to
drink your valuable health?"
I gave Cucumber another piece of twenty
kopecks and returned to the house.
Upon my arrival I went to Narkiz for in
formation. Naturally he assumed an air of
difficulty and importance. He was surprised
that such trifles could interest me. Howev
er he finished by relating [to me what he
knew. Thisis what I learned:
"Vassili Fomitch Gousskof had made the
acquaintance of Agrefena Ivanovna Tele
ghine at Moscow, shcrtly after the last disas
ter of Poland. Agrafena's husband served
in the suite of the general who was governor
of the province, and Gousskof had come to
the town on leave. He was smitten with her
immcdiately,but still did not quit the service.
He was 40 years of age, was unmarried, and
possessed a respectable fortune. Agrafena's
husband died soou after and left his widow
childless and in debt. Gousskof heard of
this situation, quitted the service Immedi
ately, retiring on a pension, and after hav
ing rediscovered he dearly beloved widow
who was twenty- five years old,he paid all the
debts.aijd redeemed her property. After that
they never left each other, and Gousskof fin
ished by even establishing himself at her
house. Agrefena seemed also to love him;
"The deceased," said Narkiz, "was crazy,she
was a regular lunatic. She maintained that
her liberty was more dear to her than
all the rest. But as to profiting by him, she
did that extensively. All the money he
could get he brought to her like an ant. But
the madness of Agrafena increased, and took
great proportions. She was of an ungovern
able character, even so far that she could
not stay her hands. One day she threw down
stairs a little Cossack lackey who had brought
her some sour milk, and this little lackey fell
so unfortunately that he broke a leg and two
ribs. Agrafbna was frightened beyond meas
ure; she soon had the wounded lad enclosed
in an obscure closet, never left the house,
gave to no one the key of this closet until the
groans that were heard there had complete
ly ceased. The little Cossack was buried se
"And if this," added Narkiz in alow tone,
leaning toward my ear, "had taken place in
the time of the Empress, nothing would have
followed. Many such things have remained
secret. But, then," here Narkiz drew him
self up and raised his voice, "the just Czar,
Alexander the Blessed of Heaven, had just
ascended the throne, aud the affair was In
quired into. Justice came to the place, the
corpse was disinterred, traces of violence
Arcre discovered, and so forth. Well! would
you believe it? Vassili Fomitch took all on
himself. 'It is I' he said, 'who pushed him.
I buried him.' Naturally, the officers of
justice—magistrates, notaries; policemen—
all rushed on him like a pack of hounds,
and shook him and knocked him about until
his last penny was jerked out of his pocket.
They released him for some time, and then,
pop! again the hand on the collar. Until the
coming of the French into Russia in 1812
they did not cease to worry him. They
would not have abandoned him until this
moment like an old bone without marrow.
But truly he had saved Agrafena Invanovna;
and afterward he continued to live with her
until she died, and they say that she made
sueh a catspaw of this brigadier that she
sent him on foot from Moscow to get the rents
from her peasants. I swear to you before
God it is true. For this same Agrafena he
fought at long swords with the English Lord
Gousse-Gouse. Now the brigadier is no
longer to be reckoned among men. He is an
old horse without hoofs."
"And who ls that Alexis Ivanitch the Jew,
who is also the cause of his ruin .'"'
"That was a brother of Afgrafena's. A
greedy soul, a thorough Hebrew, a usurer.
He lent to his sister by .the week, and the
brigadier was surety. Oh! they skinned him
well, like a lime tree on its bark."
"And Theodulie the plunderess, who was
"Another sister, and as cunning as the
brother. A true lance always ready to pierce."
"Behold, then Werter has reappeared,"
said I to myself the next day, again taking
the road to the brigadier's house. I was very
young then, and precisely because of my ex
treme youth I made it a rule to disbelieve in
the endurance of love. Still, very much im
pressed by all I had heard, I had the greatest
desire to excite the old man to speak.
"I will bring up Suvarov again, thought
I; "even now some spark of warlike lire
must survive in him. Having once warned
him I will lead him to this—what do they call
her?—Agrafena; old name for a Char
I found Werter Gousskof some paces from
his cottage, in a very femall kitchen garden,
near the remains of and old isba destroyed
and already covered with nettles. Along the
worm-eaten beams of family of skinny young
turkeys marched, squalling stumbling, and
agitating their wings. Some sickly vegeta
bles sprouted in two or three borders. The
brigadier had just pulled from the. earth a
young carrot, and after having whipped it
The fatal rapidity with which slight
Colds and Coughs frequentlv devejoi'
into the gravest maladies of the throa"t
and Jungs, is a consideration which should
impel every prudent person to keep at
band, as a household remedv. a bottle of
AYER'S CHERRY PECTORAL.
Nothing else gives such immediate relief
and works so sure a cure in all affections
of tiiis class. That eminent pbvsician.
Prof. F. Sweetzer, of the Maine Medical
School, Brunswick, Me., says :—
"Medical science has produced no other ano
dyne expectorant so good as Ateb's Cherry
Pectoral. Itis invaluable for diseases of the
throat and lungs."
The same opinion Is expressed bv the
welH.nown Dr. L. J. Addison, of Chicago,
111., who says:—
"I have never fonnd, In thirty-five years of
continuous stndy and practice of medicine, any
preparation of so great value as Ateb's Cuekrt
Pectoral, for treatment of diseases of the
throat and lungs. It not only breaks up colds
and cures severe coughs, but is more effective
tban anything else In relieving even the most
serious bronchial and pulmonary affections."
Is not a new claimant for popular confi
dents, but a medicine wbicb is to-day
savins tbc lives of tbe tliird generation
wbo nave come into bein^ since it was
first offered to tbe public.
There is not a housebold iu wbich this
invaluable remedy bits once been in
troduced where its use bas ever been
abandoned, and there Is not a person
who has ever given it a proper trial
for any throat or lung disease suscep
tible of cure, who has not been maue
well bv it.
AYEK'S CHERRY PECTORAL has,
in numberless instances, cured obstinate
cases of chronic Bronchitis, Lam ygitis,
and even acute Pneumonia, and has
saved many patients in the earlier stages
of Pulmonary Consumption. It is a
medicine that only requires to be taken in
small doses, is pleasant to tbe taste, and is
needed in every house where there aro
children, as there is nothing so good as
AYER-S CHERRY PECTORAL for treat
ment of Croup and Whooping Cougb.
Tliese nre all plain facts, which can bo
verified bv anybodv, and sbould be rer
membercd by everybody.
Ayer's Cherry Pectoral
Dr. J. C. Ayor & Co., Lowell, Masp.
Sold bv all drnggfate.
under his arm he began to chew it from the
point. I saluted him and inquired about
Doubtless he did not recognize me, but he
carried his hand to his cap, while continuing
to bite his carrot.
"You did not come to-day to catch some
fish." I began, in the hope of bringing my
self to his memory.
"To-day," repeated he, and he began to
muse, whiie the carrot diminished between
his lips. "But it is Cucumber that catches the
fish. And I too—I am permitted."
"Certainly, respectable Vas-ili Fomitch—
no question of that. But aren't you very
hot in the sun, like that?"
The brigadier wore an old and thickly wad
ded dressing gown. "Really! it is warm."
And having at last finished his carrot, he
began to look around him iu u scared man
"Will you condescend to enter my apart
ment?" said he suddenly.
The poor old man had little but this phrase
at his disposal. We went out of the kitchen
garden, but here I stopped involuntarily. An
enormous bull stood between us and the
cottage. With head lowered to the ground,
he rolled his wild, angry eyes, blew with
force through his quivering nostrils, and
plied brusquely oue of his feet in front, cast
ing iuto the air with his large cloveu hoof
handfuls of dust. Seeing us he recoiled a
little, struck his flanks with his tail, obsti
nately shook his powerful shaggy neck, and
gave out one dull bellows, plaintive and
threatening. I confess I was quite discon
certed. The brigadier advanced with the
greatest phlegm, and having said in a tone
"What now, lout, ill-bred!" he struck It
with his handkercheief between the horns.
Thc bull retired still further, then flung him
self on one side and set out at a gallop,
throwiug his head from right to left.
"He did indeed take Praga," thought I,
following the brigadier iuto his chamber.
He pulled his cap from his hair in perspi
ration, gave a prolonged "ouf!" and drop
ped on the edge of a chair.
"I have come to-day, Vasslli Fomitch,"
said I, beginning diplomatically, "tirst for
the pleasure of seeing you; and then, as you
have served under the orders of the great
Survarov, and have taken part in events of
the highest importance, I yished to know
The brigadier suddenly raised his eyes to
me; a strange animation was pictured on
his face. Already I expected, if uot a story
at least some words of encouragement.
"I shall probably soou die, sir, he said in
a low voice.
"Why sueh a supposition?"
The brigadier moved his arms together up
and down as do little children at the breast,
"This is why, str. I often see in dreams
—perhaps you know. Agrafena Ivanovna
the/leceascd, may the kingdom of heaven be
hers! and I can never catch her. I
run after her. and T can never catch her.
But last night I saw her. She stood half
turned toward me and smiled; I ran imme
diately toward her and I catch her. Then
she turns right round to me and says to me
'Ah, well my little Vassili, then you have
caught me at last."
"And what do you conclude from that,
"From that I conclude, sir, that henceforth
we shall be to-gether. And glory bir to God
may I venture to add glory be to the Lord
Sod, the Father, the Son, aud the Holy-
Ghost" (herethe Brig.aier began to chant)
He began to make hasty sigus of the cro»3
I could not draw from liim anotlur word
and could only retire.
Several years later I again visited my
friend's domain. The- bri.radier had long
ceased to exist; he died soon aft^r I had
known him. Cucumber was still flourishing.
He conducted me to the tomb of Agrafena
Ivanova. An iron rail surrounded a large
slab bearing an epitaph in trilling and pom
pous words; and there quite near, as it were
at the foot of the deceased was a little mound
sunn ouuted by a wooden cross already de
caying, and bearing the inscription, "The
servant of God, Yassili Gousskof, brigadier
and chevalier, rests beneath." His remains
had at last found a final shelter near those
of the being he had loved with a love be
yond the loue of mortals.
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grateful mother*. Mothers' milk contains no
starch. HORLICKS' FOOD FOK INFANTS (free
from starch) require* no cookinsr. The beit food in
health or ricknesg for INFANTS. Thebest diet fer
DYSPEPTICS and INVALIDS. Highly beneficial
tonnrsingmotheTsasadrink. Price iO and Tie. All
druggists. Book on the treatment of ehildren.free.
"I bellere It to be icperior to limbing of tho
kind for children."— D. Simmont. if.'lt.. Xesc Tork.
'-rnheiitmtinziy pronounce it the best Food lu
the mmrket."— W. if. Barrett, if. D., Battan.
"One of the ben mbjtltntei for mother's milk."
— B. G. Pruton. It. V.. Brooklyn, X. Y.
■Will be sent by mail on receipt of price in stamps.
IIOKLICK'S FOOD CO., Racine. Wis.
_K_jrU8K Horlick's Dkt Extract op Malt'»_*
Retaining Walls on Rice Btreet.
Office of -hie Board of Public Works. )
City of St. Paul, Minn., April 2,1884. j
Sealed bids will he received by the Board of
Public Works in and for the corporation of the
city of St. Paul, Minnesota, at their office in said
city until 12 m. on the 14th day of April, A. D.
1S84, for the construction of the necessary re
taining walls on Bice street, from Biauca street to
the northerly city limits, in said city, according
to plans and specifications on file in the office
of said Board.
A bond with at least two (2) snreties in a sum
of at least twenty (20) per cent, of the gross
amount bid must accompany each bid.
The said Board reserves the right to reject any
or all bids.
JOHN FARRINGTON, President.
R. L. Gormax, Clerk Board of Pnblic Works.
Citt Coxpteoller's Office, Citt IIall, "J
Citt op St. Paci-Minsk-ota, V
March 28th, 1884. J
Scaled proposals will be received at the offlce
of the City Comptroller of the City of St. PanL
State of Minnesota, until 3 o'clock p, m.
Friday, the Eighteenth Dav
of April, 1SS4,
FIVE (5) PER CENT.
City if St. Panl,
All issued for the extension of the St. Paul Water
Works, under Acts of the Legislature of the
State of Minnesota, approved February 10, 18S1,
and January 20, 188.J, and Resolutions of the
Common Council of the City of St. Paul, approv
ed iiarcli 14, 1683, viz:
under act of February 10, 1S81, maturing in 30
years from April 1st, I
underact of January 26, 1883, maturing in 25
years from April 1st, l"l.
All bearing interest at the rate of Ave (5) percent
per annum, payable semi-annually at th- tilK.r.'-hil
agency of the City of St. I'aul in the city uf New
These bonds wfll be Issued In denominations of
One Thousand Dollars Each,
| and delivered to the snrres»f ul purchaser In the
City of St. Paul.
The surplus revenues of thc Water Works are
j sufficient to pay the principal and Interest,
promptly at maturity, exclusive of the general
tax levy for such purpose.
>,"i> bid will be entertained at less than par and
accrued Interest, as provided by law.
r>ids will he entertained for all the bonds AS A
WHOLE OB FOB AMY POBTTON THEBBOF.
The Committee reserving tho right to reject
any ur all bids.
M.irk bids, "Sealed Proposals for Water Works
Addresa, BOBEBT A SMITH,
Chairman Committee of Ways and Means of the
City of St. Paul. I ity Comptroller's office, St.
Paul, state uf Minnesota. 89-100
PROPOSALS will be received at the offlce ol
the Board of Water Commissioners, No. 23
Y.-.ii-t Fifth street, until 12 M, on the 12th day of
April, 1881, for constructing about ono mile of
for water anpply. Work tobe done in accord
ance with plans and specifications on flle in the
office of the Engineer of said Hoard,
A bund of twenty per eent. of the amonnt bid
with two sureties, resident of the state of Minne
sota, must accompanj each proposal. A form of
bid will be furnished on application.
The Board reserves the right to reject any and
L. W. BUTTDLETT,
Engineer Board of Water Commissioners.
|146 EAST THIRD STREET.
i Chicago, Milvautee^St. Panl Railway.
THE FAST ML LBE!
The finest Dining Cnrs ln the world arc run on all
through trains to ami from Chicago.
~^Ai:-n,oxaAt, s . J^ -;;^ 8^
Milwaukee & Chicago Ex..[A 12 noun. A 12:45pm
Milwaukee As < McagoEx.. A 7:00 pro A 7:45pm
La Crow , Dubuque, Bock
Island it .St. L'juis Ex C 4:D0ainC !>:-•") a in
Iowa & Minn. Division.
. Foti.Mil.:i., Ia.ADav*ptEx.'0 B:00am'O 8:10am
■' ana Accommodation. C 4:30 p m C I
'Vest. Ex K too pin E 7:lUpm
Ilastlnps A- Dakota Div. |
tEx C R:40 atn'C B:Or»nin
lalefc Aberdeen Ex...'A 1:85 pm'A 4:00pm
txamxa tracts. Z", ,„A'
St. I'aul. Minneapolis
Chicago <fc MllwankeeEx.. A 7:20am A B:10am
jo A MllwankeeEx.. A 2:25 pm A 8:10pm
La Crosse, Dubtwjne, Bock
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Owatonna Accommodation. C 10:21 a m C 10:35 sin
Son.Minn, te ia. Ex <: 6;Q5pmC 7:05 pm
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ITastlngs 4 Dakota Div. |
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EUepdale* Aberdeen Ex... A 11:80 nil 10:80 am
A, means dally; C, exceptSundaysj E, except Sat
urdays; y, except Monday.
Additional trains between Ft. Paul and Mint
j via "Short Liae," leave both cities hourly. Eur par
ticulars see ►hurt Line time table.
I St. Paul—Chas. Thompeon, City Ticket Agent, 151
. iiinl street. Brown & Kuebei, Ticket Agents,
Minneapolis—G. L. Scott, City Ticket Agent, Xo. 7
Nlcftlet House. A. li. Chamberlain, Ticket Agent,
MINNEAPOLIS &It. LOUIS EAILWAY.
ALBERT LEA ROUTE.
Le. Si. I'aul" Ar.St. Paul
--n Express t *7:00 a n^ "H:05 a m
DealMi 'iii'-.- it Kansas city Ex.] *;:U0 a ml •9:08 a in
St.Louis "Through" Exprt-isj 12:30 pm J.2:20pin
;- Moines A Kansas City Ex. f2:50pm| fl2:20pm
li r and Wlnttoop "3:30 p mj *12:20 p m
Chicago "Faat" Express | dt>:20 ml d7:45am
d dally, * dally except Sundays, f daOj
ordty, ; daily except Monday. Ticket offlce St. Paul,
coiner third and Sibley streets, E. A. Whitaker, City
Ticket and Passenger Agent, and L'r.imi Depot.
t. 1". BOYD,
General Ticket and Passenger Agent, Minneapolis.
ST.PAUL, MINNEAPOLIS & MANITOBA RAILWAY.
FARGO SEORT LIZNTK.
ONLY ALL BAIL LINE TO WINNIPEG AND THE BRITISH NORTHWEST.
Leave Laftte Min- Arnv.. 1 Arrival Min-
St. I'.:u'. neapolK 8t. Ful. ntupolK
Willmnr, Morris and Brown's Valley *7:30 a ui 8:uC a iu *6:00pia 5:25 pm
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t Daily. * Except Sunday*.
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CARPETS AM) WALL PAPER.~
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between Fourth and l-'iflh.
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P. «_.. DiiAi-i■'.: & i .... M Bast Third street.
""JEWELERS'AYD U AT(H_ttAKERS.~
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PICTIRES AYD FRAMES.
SiEVEXSit lija..:. ... . . LOL
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w. H. <; uu \_. •. IIE isl Third ■!
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. vv Co, 219 to 319 Bast Fourth
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10$ aod m West Third Stmt
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St. Paul Rail-way Time Tables.
Clai, St Paul, limaplis
AND OMAHA RAILWAY.
IHE ROYAL ROUTE,
EAST, SOUTH AND WEST.
NO CHANGE 0F~CARS TO CHICAGO,
Des Moines or Kansas City.
ag-iBPso t.:ain 3 . i m . : |:;;;^ )IU b \
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, i [i in
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■ i Bay mill Appleton... |6:00am
Bbako] ltn Jet. '"ifflpi
North \\ Iseonsln a . M i m -1
River Palls -t.vus p m
Snioklii/ Room Bleeper - on -.ill Chicago trains.
mmBQ '" :...".. polls
Chicago A Mtlwaul 10 -i m
\i ■ ;';. in ■: •
•2:28 p m "■'■ 10 .- '"
Blonx Cltj "
Rortb "Wlseoi r 18:80 pm fl:]5pm
■ •I. m
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Hirer Pan 9:28 " n tn
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No. IU Nlcollel i ■
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avenne ■ H. L. MAKTIN, Ticket Agent.
Corner Tnlrd and Jackson a reets, Bt. '<
CBAS. .". •": I -■ II I
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IRTHERrrtCiFIC R. IC
"Overiand Bonte !"
TilK ON'l.T LINE TO
Portland. Ore., nnd the Pacific Ffortliwst.
The "I'inneer I.iif" hefn-er-n Sf. I'lutl,
Minneapolis, Meerhsttd ami Forge, and the
tisi.iz i.i.-f running Dining Cars and
Pullman Sleepers, between those point..
Departing Trains. Lenvn Mtnneap.
St. Paul. olis.
Pacific exprnsn *4:<r, p m HA
Fargo day exprei"? t7:.">S a in i*. Ul a m
Fargo nlghl • - va '-•>' p 'u
i<i:ii: gear ,Pnlln legantdayc
Heconii cln u:' coaches, an«l emigrant sleeping cars
between St. Paul, Minneapolis, far«o, uak.; and
Portland, Ore . without change.
i Arrive I
Minneap- | Arrive
olii. St. Paul.
Atlantic exprem *12:i0 pm ■ *!'2:25 ;• :n
Fi.r«o dav etpre- 1*! +'..iui>m f
Mandan and Fargo nitiht ex *7:-HJ a m | "7
♦Daily. iExeef't Sunday.
City ofliee. St. Paul,:;' '■ >'il So.O > Jackson street.
City oflic-e, Minneapolis, N<>. I'> Wloollot house.
• HAS. S. FEE,
General PussenKer Agent.