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A Romance of Russia. By JOHN K. LEYS, GEVEVIVIUTELIVECTUUTELEITD) CHAPTER XI—(Continued.) It was. now evident to me that the chief of the Ri an police had made up his mind, from my having visited Raoul—and, possibly from semething his spies might have told him as to my later communications with the Nihil- ists—that I really one of the party, or at all events, in intimate relations with them. He had thought it likely that I had returned to England for a special purpése, and he had supposed that if a close watch were kept upon my movements, I would, sooner or lat- er, put him on the track of some of the conspirators. He must have been tol , € ly sure that I was in some way/ connected with them, or he would not have told his agent in England to offer me, through Davis, so large a sum 28 £10,000. Once or twice dinner hour, I took rection of the railwa, someone to come to me by rail. Dur- ing these strolls Davis followed me ; conscientiously, though at a respectful distance. i When dinner made its seemed to throw off care, asked Day! to join me at table, and let fall a word | or two to raise the belief in his mind | that, as the person I expected had not | turned up, my eject in coming to! Bnierwick had failed, and that I in- | tended to return to town at on rath- | er pleased at having the business off my mind for the present. 1 When dinner was over, I called for a bottle of port and made Davis take a share of it. He drank sparingly, but the incident had a certain effect on leading him to believe that I had no business of importance on hand now, and that his vigilance might be a littie relaxed. We set out for the railw: and I took a first-class ticket for Liverpool street. Dav I knew, had a second-class return ticket—and I noticed that he ch a compartment next to mine. By the time we reached Bailey Bridge —the town at which our branch joined the main line—it was getting dark. From that point onward the train be- came an expres: It was here that I hoped to be able to play a little trick on my friend, the mineral water man. As the train began to slow down, ap- proaching the station, I leant out of the window on the further side of the ¢: ge and having ascertained to the best of my power that the spy was not watching me on that side, I gently dropped my bag out of the window, noting the spot, so that I might be able to pick it up again later on. As soon as the train stoppedI made for the refreshment room, and, as I ex- pected, Davis immediately followed me. Only a few moments were al- lowed, and I lingered so long that the spy became fiidgety. As the train was about to rt, In ged to place my- self between him and the carriages, and he immediately became apprehens- ive, as I intended he should, that I was scheming to get on board the train at as I waited for the stroll in the d is if L expected appearance, I station to- the last moment and leave him be- hind. At the last moment I did make a rush for the train, now just moving, and, as I fully anticipated, the spy darted past me, tore open the door ef the nearest age, and leaped into it.l sprang after him nd seized the handle of the door, if with the in- tention of following his example, but, instead of doing so I ran along the side of the carriage till a porter came up. dragged me away from the cx riage, which was now traveling at a good pace, and closed the door, alone. The spy was being carri to London at the rate of thirty miles av, hour, and I was able to endure with equanimity the lecture which the sta- tion master read me, on the folloy of attempting to beard a train wher it was in motion. | I had no difficulty in hiring a vehicle to carry me back to Brierwick, and, | after a little delay I recovered my bag, | which had been picked up and taken to the lost-baggage office. CHAPTER XII. On Board the Brig “Susannak.” I did not drive the whole of the way j to Brierwick. If I had done so, the Iriver would not have returned to Zailey Bridge that night, but would 1ave put up at the inn in Brierwick. might have found it impossible to get way from the inn at the appointed sour and my disappearance must have iven rise to rumors, perhaps inquir- 2s, on the part of the police next day. | So, when half the distance had been ' I dismissed the trap, and, houldering my bag, prepared to walk 1e few miles that lay between me and re sea. The night was dark, for a thick haze led the sky, and it threatened to 1in. I reached the little town about 1 the morning. Not a light was to be en, not a sound was to be heard but | e sighing of the night breeze and the int echo of the rise and fall of the; aves on the beach. H { found the way to the pier without fliculty—it was fortunate that I had arked it well the day before—and ting down under the lee of some uber which was lying there, I lit my pe and waited. ‘he droning sound of the church clock king 2 sounded in the stillness, and, \king eastward, I noticed that dawn is already in the sky. I could even ‘cern a dim sheen upon the moving iters. tising, I walked down to the edge che pier, and scarcely had I done so, ‘en the sound of oars fell upon my 4 . ears. In a few minutes a bright light shone out from the surface of the sea, and I ventured to call out, that the rowers might be guided to the right spot. The light went out, or was hid den, in a moment and shortly afer- wards the boat, manned by four men, with a fifth sitting in the stern-sheets, shot up to the pier. I was soon cn board of her, and the man sitting ib» the stern gave my hand a squeeze that made me recognize him as Von Mitsch- ka. The boat's head was now turned to the north, and we went off at a good rate of speed, favored by the wind, which was increasing in strength ev- ery minute. For more than an hour the men rowed steadily on, and all the time my companion and I did not ex- ‘ change a word, beyond an occasional remark about the weather. When we had got quite out of sight of Brier- wick we turned a headland, and saw in the bay beyond a small brig, very long for her beam and lying very low in the water. It was evident that she had been looking out for us, for no sooner had we rounded the headland than a r was visible on board of her; the yards were manned and the sails were shaken out. “There is the vessel that is to be He was still speaking when Von Mitschka came on deck, and to him the seaman angrily appealed ,pointing at the same time significantly below. “I refuse to go below,” I sad, firmly. “I am not going to be deprived of fresh air for the whole pack of you. I 2m here at your invitation, and it is your affair to see that I am civilly treated.” “But, my dear sir, he tells me that you were about to look at the compass. Surely you must see that we could nev- | er allow such a thing.” “You ought to have told me before that you objected to my doing so, But there’s no use making a fuss about nothing. All I mean to say is that L have not given up my liberty because I have ventured myself on board this ship.” “You shall have no cause to complain of your treatment, so long as you treat us fairly, and do not attempt to learn too much,” said Von Mitschka coldly. Then, in a more agreeable tone, he con- tinued: “You must excuse Bolderson. He is a good fellow, and only anxious | that the directions of the Committee | should be carried out. I say, again, if | you will only restrain your natural cu- riosity, no one will interfere with you. Suppose we try a game of chess to pass the time until dinner?” Von Mitschka and I dined alone. The main cabin seemed to be reserved for and I was not sorry for this, as I ascribed the ill-feeling with which I was regarded by the mate to jeal- ousy of my position on board. The dinner was a remarkably good | one, considering the size of the vessel, | and it was well served by a steward of | Russian nationality. The meal was over and Von Mitsch- ka was in the act of passing me a de- | canter, when we were startled by a} loud uproar in the forward part of the | ship. Involuntarily, I sprang to my) feet; but my companton’s hand on my H arm calmed me, and I sat down again. | There were wild shouts, blows that re- sembled the strokes of a hammer or a/ log of wood on a door, cries of rage, , your home for the present,” said Von} loud words of command, and finally, | Mitschka, pointing to the brig. As he spoke, I heard the rattle of the rattle of the windlass, proclaiming the ' fact that she was getting up anchor. we reached her just as she was begin- ning to move through the water, and sprang on board. I was immediately led below, while the sailors set to work to secure the boat to the davits and hoise her to her usual place at the ship's side. I found the vessel roomier than one would have supposed, judging from | her sea-level. The main cabin was plainly but comfortably furnished and a substantial meal of sea-fare was placed on the table. ‘Right at the stern were four cabins. per, another to the mate, while he oc- cupied the third. The fourth was des- tined for me. It was sufficiently large, and the berth, with its clean, white sheets, looked very inviting to a man who, like me, had been up all night. “Better wash your hands and have some breakfast—or supper, call it what you please” said Von Mitschka. “You will sleep all the sounder for it. And I may as well say now that you must make the most of me as a com- panion while the voyage lasts, as it is idden that you should hold co: ation with anyone else on board, This is for your own sake, as much as “I don't see why you shotld say that,” I-rejoined; “but Iam very well pleased that I have you to talk to, and T shall make a point of cbeying orders so long as I am on board. I suppose it is forbidden to ask how long the voy- age is likely to last?’ “It depends on the wind,” said the Nihilist, evasively. “As you see, this is only a sailing vessel, and we cannot count upon getting to our destination by a certain date in the case of avsail- ing ship, as you can when you are on board a steamer. “It seems rather strange to me,” I ventured to remark, when Von Mitsch- ka and I were seated at our supper- breakfast “that your Committee pre- fer to depend upon the services of a sailing vessel, when a steamer would be sc much more serviceable. Occa- sions might arise when speed would be of the utmost consequence to you.” “You can hardly suppose that we have overleoked that, my dear Mr. Heath,” said Von Mitschka, with a smile; “and the fact is that we have a s'nall steamer at our disposal, but for ordinary purposes we prefer a sailing vessel, as being far more likely to es- eape suspicion. No one would sup- pose that the Susannah, a steady-going old maid of a vessel, with an unbroken record of a moderately-fast and un- eventful voyages, would be engaged in any nefarious enterprise.. She could sail past the most watchful cruiser, when anything in the shape of a steam- er would infallibly be boarded. Be- sides, you are mistaken in thinking that speed is much of an object to us. On the contrady we take things, as a rule, in a very leisurely fashion.” The greater part of the next day I spent in my berth. When I got up and went on deck we were out of sight of land. The brig presented the appearance of an ordinary merchantman. A quanti- ty of small barrels, such as are used for the carriage of light, perishable ' goods, covered with a tarpaulin, en- cumbered the deck amidships. A few sailors were lounging about the fore- castle; some were mending sails; one burly old salt was at the wheel; and a man with a gold-laced cap, whom [I took to be the skipper, but who turned out to be the mate, was walking the quarter-deck. Him I saluted, but re- ceiving a surly response, I made no at- tempt to speak to him, but continued my stroll along the deck. I had not gene far however, before I was stopped by a sailor. I had come near the main hatch, which was open; and the man intimated, by unmistaka- ble gestures, that I would not be al- lowed to approach it. Turning on my heel, I sauntered towards the stern; and, without thinking what I was do- ing, went up to the binnacle. fore I had time to examine the com- pass, the officer I have mentioned, sprang on me, and forcibly pulled me away from the spot. “Hands off!” 1 cried, facing round on him, angrily. He broke into a torrent of gutturals --not Russian but Finnish, [I imag- ined; at all events, some tongue I was not ip the least acquainted with. One of these, Von* Mitschka told me, belonged to the skip- ! But be- | “men, as this No. Seventeen has done . two gunshots, one following rapidly on the other. Then all was stillness, | CHAPTER XIIL The Russian Cruiser. Von Mitschka coolly helped himself to a glass of claret; and then, turning to the steward, said a word to him ina half-whisper. The steward left the cabin, and presently there came in a tall man in a sort of rough uniform, adorned with an immense black beard and moustache. “What is all this about, Dilinski?” asked Von Mitschka. “Speak out, man —never mind this gentleman,” seeing that the giant looked and hesitated. “Well, sir, there’s been another dis- turbance about the tobacco,” said the | officer, speaking, of course, in Russian. “Number Seventeen says he will go mad if he is not allowed to smoke. I refused to give him tobacco as it is against orders, when he flew into a rage and began making an awful row. The other prisoners joined in, and I had to fire a. blank cartridge or two at | the cage to frighten them before they would be quiet.” I kept my eyes fixed on Von Mitsch- , ka. It was the first I had heard of | prisoners being on board the Susan- nah, and I did not like the idea at all. I understood now why I was not per- mitted to approach the main hatch. “Tell Number Seventeen that if he breaks out again he will be put on bread and water as long as he is on board. If that will not do, I must or- der him to be flogged. But I think they had better be allowed tobacco at- ter to-morrow, lieutenant. It must be dreary work for them, poor beggars.” ‘The lieutenant saluted, as if to a mil- itary superior, and withdrew. I looked to my host for an explanation, and he at once answered my look. “I had hoped that we would have no prisoners on board this trip,” said he, with an assumed air of lightness; “but it was ordered otherwise. At all event I hoped to keep you in ignorance of their presence until’ we reached our destination; but, you see, they have rendered that impossible.” “I suppose I must not ask any, ques- tions about them; but I would remind you, my dear sir, that I have not the same reason for running my head intu @ noose as you have. If the real char- acter of this craft should ever be known, and it were proved that I had been on board of her, I should have much ado to save my neck. I fancy it is piracy by the laws of nation: “I don’t know whether it is or not. and I confess I don’t much care,” said my host, helping himself again to clar- et; “but I can’t see that you run any risk worth mentioning. If you were to be seen by the prisoners, ard they were afterwards to escape—but these are contingencies that are not in the least likely to happen, so we need not ¢cis- cuss them.” “May I ask what rank in life your prisoners belong to?” “Oh yes. Number Seventeen, the man who was making such a row} about his cigars, was military govern- or of one of the largest convent prisons in Russia—till about three weeks ago. He disappeared one night, as he was on his way home from the railway sta- tion, and I hear the amiable govern- ment he served has spread a report that he committed suicide on learning that his accounts were going to be overhauled. He does not take kindly to discipline, accustomed as he has been to disciplining others. I exnect I will have to tie him up and have him flogged before I am done with him.” “You cannot mean it!” “I do. And when the time comes, I will publish the fact in Russia in such a way that every cruel hound in office will know what he has to expect if he fals into our hands.” “It seems to me an outrage!” “A worse outrage than flogging wo- repeatedly? A worse outrage than rob- | bing prisoners of their food—which, 1 | am told, is, or was, quite a common practice among Government officials? | Is it a worse outrage to flog a mutin- ous or disorderly prisoner than to flog an unfortunate peasant who can’t pay his taxes?” I was silent. | Mitschka to me. “Can I see the prisoners?’ after a pause. “T have no objection,” responded Von Mitschka; “but if you don’t wish to run the risk of being recognized by one of them hereafter, you had better let I asked, | BRAIN-WORKERS PROPER FOOD Their Diet and Stimulants Are of Great Importance. Hard-working men, especially in the. learned professions, are often puzzled me take you to see them while they are | as to the right hours for their meals alseep.” I thanked my host for his considera- tion, and a few hours later, just be- } i Hl i fore it was time for me to go to my‘ cabin, Von Mitschka took me through a door that led to the main deck. A sentry with a rifle in his hands stood at the further end of the passage, but at sight of Von Mitschka he sa- luted and stepped aside to let us pass. Another sentry, with rifle and fixed bayonet, stood at a door of rough wood, which apparently opened into a wooden structure. At a sign from Von Mitschka the gaoler opened a small trap door in the wall, and I peeped in. I saw a room, the walls of which were of rough planks, about fourteen feet long by ten or eleven wide. On one side there was a broad wooden bench, on which the forms of two men were stretched, while a hammock, swung at the other end of the cell, contained a third person, The place had ~no ill odors, and seemed to be fairly well ventilated. “You see, we don’t fetter our prison- ers, even at hight,” whispered Vou “We are more merc ful than our enemies. But, indeed, it | would be useless for them to break out while we are at sea, as every man on board would lend a hand to capture them; and during embarkation and landing special precautions are taken.” The face of one of the prisoners was turned towards me, and by the light of a ship’s lantern hung opposite a round hole in the plank wall, but outside, 1 could see him tolerably well. He was a man well advanced in years, and from his heavy white\ moustache, and something in the poise of his body, I took him to be a military officer. Von Mitschka told me afterwards that I was right. He slept so soundly that the noise made by our voices and the tramp of the sentry did not in the least disturb him. It was impossible to restrain a shud- der as I thought of the fate that had overtaken this veteran. “Would you like to see the prisoners’ food?’ asked. Von Mitschka, on our way back to the cabin. aid I had no curiosity on the sub- ject. “It is good and abundant, though plain,” said he; “but, then, these are untried prisoners. After they are con- victed they will have to submit to a fare more like that which the paternal Government of the Czar deals out to its victims.” “You speak of untried prisoners. Do you mean that you hold a regular trial upon these unfortunate men? ” “Certainly. We are the Committee of Public Safety. We are not bandits. | You shall witness the trial of these three men if you wish it.” “Thanks. I am not sure that I do wish it. But what would you do if | you found that one of them had to be acquitted? You dare not release him.” “Not now: but we should have to do it as soon as it was practicable. Our present establishment is a temporary. one, and, in any case, the detention would not last beyond the time of our removal to the new prison. But I ‘ hardly think the emergency is likely to oceur.” “Phere I’ agree with you,” was the rejoinder on the tip of my tongue; but I did not utter it. Although I was debarred from con- sulting the compass, it was, of course, impossible to prevent me gaining a general idea of the ship's course by noting the pesition of the sum. And I found that we were sailing to the northward. This surprised me, for IT had entertained the idea that the Ni- hilist settlement was a long way from Russia—in one of the uninhabited isl- ands of the Pacific, perhaps. I could hardly imagine that they would be safe on the soil of any European country. Put on the fourth day, when I judged that we had sailed beyond the latitude of the Shetland Islands, our course seemed to be simply that of the wind. No matter what direction the wind blew from, the brig was always put before it. L tried for some time a | rough reckoning of our position, but I am no sailor, and I soon found that my inability to calculate, even approx- imately, the rate of sailing, made it im- possible to form a guess as to our whereabouts. I-knew that we must be still in the neighborhood of the North Sea or the North Atlantic, and that was all. We passed several vessels, large and small; or, rather, they passed more or less closely to us, for the Susannah did not seem to be a particularly fast sail- er. Occasionally signals were ex- changed by flags, and I supposed that questions were asked and answered, but what was said I did not know, and I knew that it would be useless to ask. Sometimes, however, the signals of other ships were left unanswered; and it struck me that it depended on the course of the questioning vessel wheth- er a reply was made or not. In this apparently aimless cruise a week went by. Strange as it may seem, I cannot say that I found the time hanging heavily on my hands, There were a few well-selected books on board; and the rest of the time was spent in playing chess, and chatting with Von Mitschka. I found him a de- lightful companion. He was one of those men of wide reading and retent- ive memory, who seem to know some- thing of every subject under the sun; and though such a maa may be a bore in general society, he is an interesting companion on a sea yoyage. But, in addition to his mental acquirements, Von Mitschka had a store of strange experiences, some of which he gave me an account of. The weather continued fine; and if it had not been for the anx- iety connected with the result of my adventure, and the thoughts which the presence of the unfortunate prisoners gave rise to, I should have enjoyed the cruise. “i % It was a brilliant afternoon. ‘the heat was tempered by a gentle breeze, which gave the brig good sea-way. We were heading southward. Suddenly the lookout—there was always a look- out man stationed aloft—hailed the deck with “Land, Ho!” _ (To Be Continued.) and the right diet to be taken at their meals. The much graver question of stimulants also interests them person- ally. The fear of a midday meal is very common among brain-workers. A good luncheon is apt to interfere with inspiration, especially if any form of alcohol be taken. Tea, very popular with scholars, is less objectionable as to its immediate effects, especially among scholars, who like workwomen, nearly always take too much and pre- fer their tea to be strong, “red as blood,” as Garrick used to say. The chief danger in taking too light a midday meal is that the student is at his worst, physically, just before din- ner time. Hence, dinner is rendered a fresh source of dyspepsia, and if he strolls about before the evening meal he is apt to take cold. The special stimulants of great men have been recorded in their memoirs. One of the most remarkable records of this kind has come to light in Au- brey’s “Brief Lives,” founded on notes taken by the author in the middle of the seventeenth century. Few drinks are more distrusted among brain- workers these days than ale, but Pyrnne seems to have thought other- wise. He was a voluminous writer, and his pamphlets lost him his eyes and endangered him his head. Aubrey’ informs us that “about every three hours his (Prynne’s) man was to bring him a roll and a pot of ale to refocillate his wasted spirits. So he studied and ate and drank and munched bread, and this maintained him till night, when he ate a good supper. Now, he did well not to dine, which break’s off one’s fancy, which will not presently be re- gained.” The danger of a priori rea- soning may be seen from the above quotation. Those who have forgotten about Prynne would take him, from this note of his diet, to be a bohemian of a well-known old-fashioned type; yet he was a stern, uncompromising puritan who suffered mutilation and the pillory, and had a violent and very unbohemian prejudice against the stage. The diet does not then proclaim the man. We doubt, however, if the serious student of the end of the nine- teenth century would do well to “re- focillate his wasted spirits” by drink- ing a pot of ale every three hours, Prynne was perhaps wise not to dine, which meant to lunch in those days, and implied a very hearty meal. But the munching of rolls all day and the “good supper” were questionable, His style was very caustic, perhaps be- cause of the misrule of Charles I., but possibly, also, through dyspepsia, which also had so disastrous an influ- ence on the literary temper of Thomas Carlyle. Medicinal Soap. The use of soaps containing a disin- fectant of some kind has become so general, says the Medical Press, that observations on the practical value of such combinations cannot fail to be of interest. Dr. Reithoffer has recently published the results of some experi- ments carried out by him with various kinds of soap, having for object to de- termine their value as microbicides. He used the ordinary mottled soap, white almond soap perfumed with no- trobenzine, and hard potash soap. He found that these soaps were very in- imical to the cholera mivrobe, al per ent solution killing them in a short space of time, while a 5 per cent solu- tion of the potash soap killed them in five minutes. We are, therefore, at liberty to infer that, as in washing the hands the strength of the soap solution is never less than 5, and may go as high as 45, per cent this method of disinfecting the hands, as well as the clothes, etc., is fully trustworthy. Most stronger solutions are required, how- ever, to destroy the bacili of typhoid, the coli-bacillus, ete., not less than 10 per cent being sufficient. None of the soaps experimented with appear to have any effect on pyogenic microbe. The practical result of these investiga- tions is that it is always preferable to use soap and water first of all, rins- ing the hands in the disinfectant solu- tion afterward. 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