Evening Star Newspaper, March 27, 1921, Page 57

| MAGAZINE SECTION he Sunfly Star, Part 4—6 Pages WASHINGTON, D. C, SUNDAY MORNING, MARCH 27, 1921. MY TWO YEARS IN RAZED RUSSIA NE of the most vivid and comprehensive views of Russia is furnished by E. A. MacMillan, just returned from a stay of two years, during which he traveled from the eastern shores” of Siberia to Petrograd. Part of the time he was a member of the inter- Pallied mission secking to bolster Kolchak's fight against the reds and part of the time he was the priso University of Toronto man, is well ner of the reds. Mr. MacMillan, a known as an electrical engineer, and prior to leaving for England to enlist in the Royal Engineers was super- intendent of the Stroudsburg, Pa., Traction Company. While specializing in electricity, Mr. MacMillan has always been deeply interested in economics, and his studies along these lines qualify him to speak with authority. Summarizing his data he RUSSIA is re~lly more than the sim- ple combination of geography and people that so many of us regard it. Russia is a condition, a process, an evolution, a transition. Russia is a kaleidoscopic ferment of the many % races, languages, religions, hopes, fdeals and ambitions that are in re- action within her boundaries. From a casual study of Russia. one can easily see that she is in great difficulty. It might easily be said that Russia suffers under what is probably the most devastating social pestilence that has ever scared the souls of humanity. - I shall not say that just vet, but from what I have seen of the Russian socialistic federated soviet republic I will_say, “God help the Russian people.” “Oh,” you say, “another enemy of bolshevism, another capitalist propa- | gandist who would strangle the in- fant republic, another oppressor of the proletariat. I wonder what he nows about it, anyway He is an_audacious individual who would confidently predict the future | of Russia. Any one might attempt it. Russia is a country of contra- dictions, of vast extremes, of infi- nite surprises, and is consistent only in its inconsistency. In Russia any thing may happen—and does. During our internment in Russia a director of soviet propaganda said to us: “You will_return home through Moscow and Petrograd. We want You to tell the world what bolshev- ism has done for European Russia." He could hardly fail to notice the touch of acid in the repiy: “We will.” §_His request displays one of the mar- SERIES OF FOUR ARTICLES ON RUSSIA| In this first installment Mr. MacMillan gives a general view of the situa- | tion, touching all classes and conditions, from the Siberian peasant to the city dweller in Mescow and Petrograd. The next article, which will appear in The Star | next Sunday, will deal with Russian wamen and the part they play and are be- lieved destined to play in the topsy-turvy country. The third installment will deal with economic condi- tions and the almost total stagnation of commercial life. The fourth- and last ar- ticle will deal with Lenin, his dreami and its realiza- tion, and the outcome of |_his experiment on civiliza- tion. says: velous characteristics of the bol- shevik officials. They nurse a child- like belief that they are daing the best possible for their country. In justice to the propaganda man, I shall endeavor to present evidence rather than render a verdict. 1 hope that my opinions and statements have not been prejudiced by any per- sonal inconvenience suffered while a prisoner in soviet Russia. This e dence was gathered in journeys cov- ering a peried of two years, and which extended from Vladivestok to Petrograd. We talked with all classes. from | Peasants to princes, with members of the old aristocracy, who had for- merly been surrounded by all the comfort and luxury that wealth and power could command. with peasants {in their dugouts who had scarcely [ enough food and clothing to protect | them from the diseases among which | they lived. When the tables were turned by | the bolsheviks, the change of scene revealed the same illiterate peasants with mandates of life or death over the former bourgeoise, .barons and princes who now languished in ver- min-infested prisons at the mercy of | their victors. We gathered evidence in the streets }and in the workshons. along Lake Baikal and on the Volga, in filthy ! prisons and resplendent opera houses. in cold cattle trucks and in the coupes of the imperial express, in fever in- | fested Siberian towss, and in the Winter Palace, Petrograd. So vou see thers was a greater op- portunity for observation than is usually accorded the seribbler who travels through a country like a comet throush a cobweb, and then writes a book. . BY E. A. MACWILLAN. GQUALOR and high-sounding words: tarvation and glowing promise se and beautifully turned | phrases; death and “nichevo.” hell can | be mo worse, and there you have Rus- sia after more than threce years of bolshevist rule. “Nichevo.” Tt is the | watchword and the death knell of that land of madmen organized by a mad- man with a mad vision. It is on the 1ips of the man who has suffered the slightest annoyvance; it bubbles up through the mud into which this same man has been stamped, face ldown, by the blind feet of his red ! brethren to die, and it means, “Oh. never mind.” The man in his mud sepulcher with,_ his last breath whispers. “Nichevo,” and those above who are yet quick shout, “Nichevo." To obtain a full sense of the beauty, or horror, of a picture one must cen- ter his whole attention for an instant on one point. Gradually the crafts- man’s intent becomes apparent and you see the work in its entirety. Russia, for me, finds as its focal point, “the eye of the picture,” an empty bathroom. X Through a twisting corridor, filled with gewgaws and trinkets of the red regime and- called the bolshevist museum, I came into the Winter Palace of Petrograd. 5 The whole affair was so unexpect- ed and so suggestive of the Arabian Nights, that it almost took my breath away. My guide, it appeared, had Rolling of Easter Eggs Originated in Washington| GG-ROLLING is a Washington custom. It seems to have origl- nated at school picnics in the Capitol grounds and to have spread to Baltimore and Richmond, but the idea seems not to have taken ‘$a strong hold in either of those cities. Games with dyed eggs are older than Christianity, and egg games in con- nection with Easter are as old as Christianity. Nowhere in the books or in learned essays on Easter cus- Yoms and Easter games can be found & reference to “egg-rolling.” “Egg- ‘Picking” is an old eastern game with Thildren, but “egg-rolling” seems to be confined to Washington, with a few instances overlapping into Rich- mond on the south and Baltimore on o east. 1t is a strange thing that no one in e city of Washington knows how or when the egg-rolling practice began. Local historians have searched all possible sources of information with- out avail. Men and women still liv- ing say that they remember rolling eggs in the “Capitol Square,” or the “Capitol Park,” in the '40s. Nearly every old native Washingtonian rolled Tolling. As is usual, they brought vari-colored €g%s with them and amused themseives by iling them down the terraces and engaging In numerous juvenile plays. The next yecar The Star published, on April 17, 1576, the following: Girls and boys 1o the number of four or five hundred congregated about the Capitol grounds today and amused themseives in egg-rolling and other games incident to Easter Monday. To a great many about the Capitol the custonm was entirely new, and many grown persons watched the little ones in their sport with a great deal of interest. An act of Congress was passed April 29, 1876, providing that no part of the Capitol grounds should be used as a playground. The reason for that was that complaint had been that children injured the sod Capitol and littered the grounds with eggshells, lunch and lunch-wrap- pinge. For some reason the children seem to have been permitted to use the grounds on Easter, 1877, but on Saturday, April 20, 1878, The Star contained this: No Egg-Kolling in the Capitol Grounds.—By act of Congress, approved April 29, 1576, it is made the duty “of the Capitol police bereafter 0 prevent any portion of the Capitol grounds and terraces from being used as playgrounds o otherwise, 50 far us may b necessary to protect the public pruperty, turf aud grass from destruction or injury.” This law was terraces at the west front of the| and Intrigue. ]N the Land Where Nichevo (“Oh, Never Mind!") Is the Watchword and Death | Knell—The Country of Infinite Contrasts and Despair—and Over All Spreads the 4 Mildew of Death—A Thrilling Narrative of the First Disinterested Witness of the Red Regime’s Methods to Reach the Outside World—First of Four Articles Gives Reader a Comprehensive Picture of Russia in Every Detail, From the Physical to ! the Psychological Effect of Bolshevist Doctrine—Persecutions, Executions. Graft ’ been employed in the palace for about thirty years and it is unnecessar; to state where his sympathies lay. He had attended the coronation in Moscow of Nicolai II, as well as that of Alexander III before him. I shall not attempt to describe in detall the rooms. One could imagine the splendor of a state function there. Most of the paintings were in place, but many were overspread with great crimson baaners. These helped to convert the hall into a great bolshev- ist auditorium. ‘The portrait of Alex- ander III was concealed by a hideous picture of the beast who assassinated him. This came as a shock to me, even with my knowledge of the reds, that they should thus honor a mur- derer. We next Peter the sited the throne room of vhich, with its rich and art treasures, had en looted by souvenir hunters from as far up the walls as one could reach. The historical pictures were mostly intact, but many of the fine paintings, especially those in which the aristocrac ed, had been destroyed. Re shots and.saber cuts had mutilated many of them. The priceless rugs had been taken from the elaborately inlaid floor. * ok ok % TH)-: private chapel was beautiful but most of the fittings had been removed, leaving a scene of desola- tion. Finally we reached the private apartments of the royal family. Sel- dom have I seen such beauty. The decoration and furnishings were al- most hypnotic in their charm. There was nothing garish or gaudy and not a note of discord. In the drawing room one could imagine the visitors who had been received by former czars of all the (frmer) Russians, the problems of State that must have been discussed with the emperors’ advisers as they sat before the marble fireplace. How tragic that such discussion should have been so fruitless! The billiard room was still com- plete, and in the library the books still rested behind the glass doors. One might expect the host to step back into the room at any moment. The bathroom was beautiful, the Grecian type, of white The walls decorated with marine views. Everything was there but the water. The bedroom had been' used. by PETROGRAD, ON the Venus de Milo lost her arms! By the time we reached the sitting room of the empress I had already fallen beneath the spell of the trag- jedy of Russia. It was essentially a woman's rbom. The furniture, the mural decoration, the refined beauty, {a few photographs of intimate fam- ily life still remained. The portrait jof the czarina had been slashed by a Cossack saber and a framed photo- graph of a beautiful grand duchess had been plerced by a bayonet. The window seat looked so inviting that | one could easily imagine the empress OF THE CITY’S BUSIEST THOROUGHF. thousands of poorer and humbler T hands of the bolshevists. As 1 stepped was given a punctuation by an old peasant wom- an, who stopped me and asked: are English; well, where is Nicolai?” the street PUT that bathroom! Beautiful it was as skill and art could make it, complete in every detail, but there was no water. That is the Russia of | government ana he has been forced to live as he could, like any other ani- mal of the wild. Enough to keep the life flame flickering in him and his i hidden away in nooks and crannies and the reds find nothing to con- fiscate. & This government, formed to amelio- rate the conditions of the peasant and worker, lives and battons on what it steals from the peasant. His crops, his butter, cheese, beef, mutton and wool are all the property of the state and are taken by the state. Not in part, but all. If he lives through the win- VIEW OF A SECTION OF THE PORT OF ODESSA. |of quail. When the guard st Told by E. A. MacMillan by the bolshevists, too lazy. too dull-, witted, too full of their tneories to turn to the limitless coal mine nd | forests for fucl. The commissar forced the workers to tear down the ! dwellings when just as casily the | labor could have been commandeered for the forests and mines. | * %k ¥ x JUT to return to the salt, that was! 2 an amusing and at the Same time terrifying experience. At Omsk | was secretly advised to smuggle European Russ a for | Petrograd. I stowed forty pounds in a Kit bag, | and within fifty miles of Omsk 1. traded a handful for a pound of but- ter, sweet butter, t worf best in the; 1. At a little village where our| rain stopped we were surrounded by | a crowd of women and children, b tiful little things as | hy as a covey pped | away from our car a woman and a wisp of a shawl about her head were her dre epped close | and whispered “sule: The an! took should not suspect of smug- | gling out a contraband., and their| fear was wholly for us. In all| Russia the peasant is the only one who has not and does not eringe to the bolshevist. They are he haters and take no pains to conceal | their feelings when they alone are concerned. This is particularly true! of the women. A handful of my salt—and not a! large one, either—wa traded for Ill pound of butter, and the woman seem- ed to think she had the best of the | bargain, and maybe she did, for in| European Russia I sold what I had | left of my forty pounds for 40,000 | rubles. at that tim For 2m00! miles I had kept myself supplied with | milk, che wild strawberries and ! other foods, not plentiful even in the | farming districts, but still obtainable for such necessitics as salt. The jour vest was interesting. | The twilights were glorious shadow of the Urals, the mountains | with their wealth untold in emeralds and amethysts, platinum and gold. It was midsummer, and in that northern latitude the twilight lasted almost all night. ‘Early in the morning we crossed the | line, one side of which was Europe and the other side was Asia. At one station a little peasant girl had wild strawberries for sale. She was six years old, perhaps, and had | the sad, wistful eyes so common now in Russia. We invited her to tea. She remembered having taged tea before, | but was not so sure about the sugar. | The people were very short of cloth- ing and many costumes were made | entirely from gunny sacking. Shoes ty | ¥ ¥i | heard that t | in wild shouts were almost invariably made of straw eds. As we passed through some of the finest farming land in Russia i Was amazing how littie wheat had been s and of tha w little had grown. T peasants were tired of ETOWIng wheat to have it stolen by a tyrannical government. The world rre had been a fatlure of the wheat crop in Russia. The re- ports did not explain the cause S * % ox % UT of the va beria, we bega the section of t the old da storehouse of Si- passing through country where in that latent weaith had been converted into the comforts and necessities of life. The first thing 1 noticed was that we w e traveling through « dead land. Our train rum- cd and growled along maz tracks, on which stood thousa s and thousands of cars falling to pieces for lack of a little car ant loco- motives, the American type. made by the Baldwins in Ph ladelphia, and the works cctady. were rapidly ns of ru When > fails to function, even from so slight a ¢ Se as a leaky valve. it ix shoved into a siding and left to fall to pie A hot box is suffic use for the scrapping of a From this antechamber., more disma and somber than a m: of waste—willful Moscow. Again w the sky line the smokeless chimneys of the factories were like the scraggly teeth of a giant about to swallow the city Dead, dead as the ruins of Rome, but "t moving with the frenzied writh- ings of a snake with a broken back »r Some forgotten monster, blind and wisting, spewed up from the ses fioor. It was horrible, that dead ¢ which still lives. The streets, at certain points, were ive with human beings, and almost invariably they were clad in the now rusty, greenish gray of old army uni- forms. It seems that army garments are all that is left. The crowds mov- ed as aimlessly and as flurriedly as a colony of ants disturbed by the thrust of a eane. Where were they going and why? I never learned. The stores were boarded up or looted. the factories stilled, all places of public semblage closed. It was a eity of madness. which sometimes broke out nd sometimes dwin- {dled away to whimperings as plain- in theltive as the cry of a starving baby. But ever and always the people mov- ed in this city, where Lenin sits in the Kremlin, scheming and dreaming his dream of a city of gold, music and joy, which is to rise on the foundation of bleeding bodies and crushed bones. which his sword. Trotsky, is blithely busy laying. In my next installment I shall tell you how these mad people live in their nightmare. city beneath the shadow of the Kremlin, where a dreamer dreams of beauty and works in blood, of Trotsky's letting. Mr. MacMillan’s second article will appear in the Magazine Sec- tion of next Sunday’s Star. (Copyright Public Ledger.) ' A DESERT By J. H Roeny-Aing: 3 ROMANCE 1 1 ‘ Translated From the Fremch by WILLIAM L. McPHERSON. T was a mere chance which in- troduced me as a guest into a venerable chateau dating back to the time of the league. My visit there was due to an automobile break- down. The owner of the chateau and his chauffeur were in trouble in a clear- ing of Vangres forest. in Sologne.| They were vainly trying to get their | machine to go. But it had no idea of going. I was passing by in my mod- est sixteen-horsepower and offered my services. They consisted in bring- ing M. Sauveterre home, and he in-! vited me to stay for luncheon. The place was charming. From the terrace, laid out on the plateau of a hill, you could look in all directions over an ocean of trees, interspersed with open stretches of swamp land. The hostess evoked memories of the sultanas of “The Thousand and One Nights,” with her raven black hair, starred with topazes; her wide, dreamy eyes and her languorous sup- pleness. She was surely as fascinat- ing as the most beautiful of the wives of Haroun-al-Raschid. 1 made some compliments of this- sort to Mr. Sauveterre when we were left alone with the coffee and cigarettes. * % ¥ % 46X 70U mentioned ‘The Thousand and One Nights,'" he said, contem-! platively. “My story might well haVEl been told to the savage chopper-offt of heads from whom Scheherazade tried to win clemency. - “It was ten years ago. 1 was just finishing my military service when Capt. Maringues, knowing my taste for adventure, offered to take me to Ao expedition was a failure. After many tribulations we were attacked district. I took pains to win this beast’s friendship and succeeded to such a point that after six months she obeyed me blindly. "I founded on her my hope of es- caping. To reach the first European station I would have to face terrible dangers. 1 felt that the presence of the lioness would enable me to es- cape most of them. “My regolution taken, I completed the animgl's training. 1 could make her turn angry and violent and then quickly calm down again by signs or [ Words of command. Moreover, 1 had taken especial care of a mehari, :which also became attached to me. My escape was fixed for the end of Octobef, a favorable time because the worst of the hot season was then over. _“We decamped—the mehari, the lioness and I—on a beautiful starry night. Everything went well. Some dogs trailed us a part of the way. But I ‘was their fricnd and they finally turned back. “We were already some kilometers from the farm and on the edge of the desert. I calculated that before morn- ing we should have covered twenty leagues. Suddenly I saw before me a human figure, the figure of a woman. That could spoil everything. I was greatly upset. “The womran drew near and raised her hands. I heard a silvery woice: “ “Oh, Sidi, in the name of Allah, the one and only God, have pity on me. Take me to my tribe. ¢ L koew then that it was Fathma, like gxsel( a captive, stolen from her peopld by raiding nomads. The eunuch | expected to sell her at a.good price, for she was beautiful. He was enly waiting until she should grow stouter, and he stuffed her with food. But her grief kept her thin. : “‘I. should be glad to take you along,’ I said. ‘But if I bring you to your tribe, who will guarantea me my life and my liberty? ‘I swear by Allah, the one and only God, and by Mohammed, his prophet, that my father will cover you with { blessings.’ ; at night by a large force of Touaregs, | BUFSIMES. € “%fhe first printed reference to the [ Laacd o prevent the b o chilangn tolling | Alexander TIL It was also here that|and her young daughters sitting |today. At hand lles all the naturalter the bolshevists order him to plant|who killed the captain e nis| CHer cyes glittered btween the up- Juactios 1840 be found \n The Even. {ruser cqpe oo the Chpital groands’and ter-{ 00 oMBOClonE ecrensley (ried t9) there and gasiue out yDon, fhe Dalace | resources fo malke a natlon great, but |again in the spring. Has he seed?{European o D and S0 escaped | " ‘Come, I answered, moved by her fag Star. Monday, ADril 6. 1574, and | races. play Napoleon after contracting a | courtyard or across the River Neva. | there are no me :, Oh. ves, those peasants are crafty | fainted from a wound, migforthue and her ToRiL. e st the custom was evidently then an old . morganatic marriage. | A subtle perfume still pervades the | In the rural district the lesson of |fellows and always manage to Ses (o] the massacre. i Bee about it FoBLE, i e When the children were notificd| Most of the leathér covering had | pl One could not help but think |bolshevism has been bitterly learned. |that, althoush we think we have| ‘Wwhen I came to my senses I was|SSGEDOUS 0 s, e i e 6 — Today being| DAt they could not roll ¢ggs at the|been torn from the chairs, as well | of the same family huddled together | ixpérience taught, the peasant has stripped them clean.” This explana-|a capt They carried me across), c'0,MoUY °I;' e mehari, which Fasier Montay and 2 holidsy for he pupiis| C4Pitol ihey made a descent on the|us many of the curtains from the in a filthy Siberlan shack, Where |reduced his domestic economy to the | tion. if suen it 1o man Lo e e ey, following the course of a|ifotted at a good pace till morning. P e ychosls. an many as five ‘thon.| ETOUNdS at the south front of the|windows. Even the mattresses had | they were slaughtered like a flock | basis of a squirrel with his hoacrd of a commissar is asked how a farmer '~"?“"mgt'_ river. My wound was deep. | & ,‘{‘,, t;_re! ed in a thicket, guarded %and children, boys and Eirls. at sbout 9| White House. Whether they were in- | suffered at the hands of devastating | of sheep by their fellow countrymen. |nuts. Twice, maybe threo times. his | may reap 1t ho de s not sow, and how | put. mot very dangerous. It healed )Y the lioness. olelock this moming wended their way to the| Vited there or uneml.» they just | souvenir seekers. Now I know how | The czar of all Russia and his family crops have been’ confiscated by the|can he sow if the bolshevist has ,:lh(.“fl it could, The Touaregs had| LI * Capitol grounds for the purpose of spend-| agreed among, themselves to take |- § taken all his seed. d i, with two e the day. Most of them earried tunch | segecexion of (hote Ereunds does not Oh, yes, the farmer worked. That is| Soteh M, o haed but who, whvn!“THREE Bours passed. Fathma Dackets and all were provided with a goodly [ Ul g0 the records. The only a soviet rule, all must work—at least | Phou® secovared their strength, would | had ended by convincing me, Bember of ardbaliad exxn Nareuly soweet| light thrown ‘on the mitter s the they call it Work, but my conception | maie excellent slaves. { because I loved adventure and also Sats were Dresant. The fresdom of the grounds | Lo‘uov(l;xm:;w‘;o n’:i"a';-"‘ifi,'fi'n I The oL otk ’?s‘mz'?n“"fi definite iond. | “The other blacks who had escaped | because one evening at dusk I had Deing tendered them by the Capitol police. the | Evenin 2 ) 2 : ! © bolshevist idea. | the slaughter followed on foot. With | scen her face, which seemed to me Titie ones at once began the sports of the sy | Driven out of the Capitol gronnds, th Men with rags bound about their feet | jtg Feat or drink. The wounded| one of the brettiest faces on ran - - 1 f little to eal = P! o th. }y rolling their exgs down the terraces. When | he White House g in lieu of 'lmnls shoveling snow off a weren't any better off in that respect, “In short, I let myself be guided by ey became broken they were eaten by the %gs down the terraces at the lot beside an idle shoe factory is the | pat they were spared from the hor-| her. We finally dismounted in an boys and girls, and others were product mausion and played smong the bolshevist notion of work. Apparent- | rible fatigue of marching in the sun.| oasis where her people lived. She snother text. |16, atter weveral irinis shrubbery to their hearts” coutent ly it has never occurred to them that!“W\With the exception of two. who| had told me the truth. Her father :::'.::l_:;’ " Another way 1he torr piases _In the documentary history of the men turning leather into foot cover-|syccumbed and were thrown to the|and the whole tribe, of which he Eetting 1l of their surplus vitalits was to roif | CAPItol and Capitol grounds there is anid onle a*pa Where old army boots, | crocodiles, we arrived in & Moroccan | chief, received us with enthusiasm. from the top to the botfom of the terraces and | bUt one reference to egg-rolling, an Teft, mivnt 1w of them, is all that is!{own, where they put us on sale. I|Iwas their guest for aslong a time as then clamber up and repeat the performance. | that occurs under date of July 24, eft, Jnight be considered working. | was bought by an old eunuch, re-|T wished to stay. And you can be = = el A the ‘Seuste in [Coroniitice ,The very best example I suw of the | {irea from his profession, who culti- | sure- that 1 was much in love with The Star ol e e s Tuesday o the whole resumed consideration workings of bolshevism as applied taf yated some millet fields. worked an | Fathma. April 7, 1874, contained this: " 5F the sundry civil bill for 1857, deal- | tommerce and developrgent ot a coun- | ancient copper mine, now nearly ex-| “I had to go at last, however, and Bruta! Canduct of Two Rufans in the Cap | ing with the proposal to construct the ity Is furnished by the handling of | hausted, in which he had found a|when I spoke of it to the chief he ol Grounds. —Yesterday twe colored wmen. ol mArhl terraces S e the salt mines. At Omsk there were | small vein, and, besides, grew some | expressed his regret and said: pussicg through the Capiiol grovmds, where) SN0 Conger said: “The main argu- millions of pounds of salt, mountains | date trees. He also raised camels,| “'This oasis is vours. My house e in rolling ekas and ather inmoreni] Ment that I have heurd for leaving tn Hueod across the Ural mountains [ cattle and horses. He was enor-|is’your house. As long as I live I o> Faements, out of pure cuswdness threw| these grass plats or slopes was to i Juropean Russia there is none.|mously rich. shall await your return. Oh, my Naturally, under the communist “The eunuch put me to handling the | son. what can I do for you?” embankment, | #fford a place for the children to roll Lient. Jamed! their eggs down on Easter day, some of the little ones down t. thereby injuring a little g Johnson of the ‘police, being on the grannd. ar. | Tested one of them, named Mill Woodland whea the other came up and struck fhe 1 tevant on the head with a stick. knocking | dows. and then ran. A crowd of huadreds fol Jowsd, and. Officer Kearney and Detectise Devitt coming up, gare chase and arrested Fufien. who gave his name Olm ‘were locked up together at police headquarters Olmstead Holmes was c Ceurt this moraing with Lieat. Johoson while in it and batte discharge of hi uty. The defendant pleaded guilty. and in d| in an effort to Holmes. and in a short time hoth of the brutes rged in the Police that it was their part of the Capitol on that occasion for a playground; it was said to be convenient for that purpos Severi to the mayors of neighboring cities arn if in those cities of rolling exgs was played of Baltimore replied that not unknown. but little indulzed by children in that ¢ity. The mayor of Richmond I years'ago letters’ were sent o o Dimacit aid et The "ot Teplied: “In reply to your inquiry, I treck him first. He was committed to jail i | 40 Mot think it may be said that egg- @efault of $500 bonds for the action of the| rolling is a custom with us at Easter, dury. In The Evening Star of Tuesday, Mareh 30, 1875, one finds the follow- ing reference to egg-rolling in the grounds: although on occasion not very nu- merous. however, children have as- sembled in our Capitol Square at Easter for that purpose just as they do in Washington in the White House Yesterday, Paster Monday, at least 8000| grounds. I do not remember more wcheol children rted themselves as ie their| than two or three times when this et mcs & Jearitmatingitol grounds, egg-' has been done.” 4 A BIRD'S-EYE VIEW OF MOSCOW, LY theory no one may traffic in a com- modity, and for fear some one might, there is a4 ban on salt and death is the portion of a Russian caught car- rying it from nature’s seemingly limitless store to Mos: miles away, where salt is worth gold, grain for grain. This same condition prevails in all other commodities, whether produced by man's labor or the free gift of ure. In a land of theoretical brothers, the actual gos- pel is each man for himself to a de- gree undreamed of even when the avy hand of a blundering autocracy ¢ heavy upon it. worker were ignored; now they are an empty stomach.” Under the czars the peasant and|mals on the live stock. I myself preferred that. My master was hard but shrewd. When he saw that I learned the busi- ness rapidly and got along well with the animals (few of them under my charge ever died), he treated me with a little more consideration. At last he saw to it that 1 got enough to eat. “I confessed to him that I regarded his daughter as a treasure more pre- cious than all the treasures of Arabia. “‘Who else has a right to her, if the man who saved her life claims her? Oh, Sidi, think that Allah is the one and only God. It is my only ‘A good slave and a good camel,’ he | regret that you are not vet persuaded used to say, ‘ought never to work on | of that. * ok k * My hostess had reappeared with two children, a boy and a girl, whom the Greeks would have said that they «ATURALLY, 1 watched for an|icsembled a god and woddess. opportunity to escape. It came most unexpectedly. Among the ani- lioness, whicfi served to scare off lace there was a tame | Nights?” “Wasn't my adventure like the ad- tures in The Thousand and One Tt has never ceased to be™ T re- exploited. and it has had its inevitable [ the smaller beasts of prey and to |plied, looking at that charming young result; being prey, they prey on each | discourage prowlers. She kept at a| wife and those ravishing children. *T other. Russia has become a band of | distance the leopards, the jackals and {shouldn’t be at all surprised to hear predatory beasts. Tn Petrograd, for |the hyenas. I imagine she would}fhe muézzin anneuncing the hour of example. wooden houses by the hun- dred were torn down and used as fuel | lions, but- there wWwere mone in have been more lenient with otherlprayer from the highest tower of the the | chateau.”" -