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SAVED BY A KIss.—'' SUDDENLY THROWING OPEN THE DOOR, TUE CZAR STEPPED INTO THE ROOM, AT TAE SIGHT OF
HIM THE YOUNG GIRL SPRANG UP, UTTERED A CRY OF TERROR, AND SANK, MECHANICALLY, UPON HER KNEES.
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Saved by a Fxiss. rested familiarly on the shoulder of the young man, whom | £
he called by the name of Wladimir. ‘The elder officer, Ste- jiéb
OHARTER 1, aus—who had risen by slow and laborious steps to the let:
In a remote quarter of old Petersburgh, not far from the | rank of captain—greatly envied Wladimir, and could not \;
Hi) fortress and bridge of Tolstoi, behind the spires and cupolas | forgive him for being, at twenty-five, major of the regi-
\\i'll'| of the little Charch of the Trinity, and facing the summer- | ment of Preobajinski. g
|) garden which lies beyond the Neva, stands a small wooden | After some lively conversation, the Czar relapsed into
} house, or rather hut, rudely constructed, but carefully pre- | reverie, and, approaching a narrow window that admitted
served, only a dim and dubious light, drew from the breast-pocket
It is surrounded by a narrow strip of garden, full of | of his uniform a locket containing the miniature of a lady.
foliage and flowers. ° A soldier, decorated with Russian | On this he gazed long, with an expression of rapture.
crosses and medals, is the only inhabitant of this dwelling. It would be impossible for the imagination to conceive a
It is he who shows to travelers the wooden chair where sat | face more exquisitely beautiful than that represented in
Peter the Great, the rude stool on which he used to kneel | this picture. The long, light curls of blonde hair, shading
in his hours of devotion, the boat which he made with his | the delicate cheek, and falling on a neck more white and
own hands, or the sacred image which he carried to Pul-| graceful than the swan’s; the large blue eyes, soft and
towa. dreamy ; the sweetly-chiseled rosy mouth, that seemed
This modestlooking abode, in truth, contrasts vividly | formed only to utter words of tenderness—these were the
with the great recollections associated with it. The stran- beauties in that lovely portrait, which few among the fif-
ger who surveys it cannot but feel some emotion at the | teen thousand inhabitants of the infant city of Peters-
thought that this obscure place was the asylum of Peter burgh would have failed to recognize as that of Ludmilla—
‘Alexowitz while he caused to rise from the marshes of In- | the orphan daughter of a rich merchant—whom no woman
a x cE vOUN. a gria a city—a civilization, an empire. of that day could rival in grace, wit, and fascination.
SAVED BY A KISS ADVANCING ALOST. 10 THE YOUNG Gttr, THE CZ “One day, in August of 1710, Peter was in this hut, with| | Peter the Great had become enamored of the fair gitl at
HIM, AND IMPRESSED A KISS UPON HER FOREHEAD, LUDMILLA WAS two of his officers—one of them a young man, the other | first sight; but, anxious to obtain her favor by his personal
savep |” much advanced in years. The right hand of the Czar’ merits, he had not obtruded his rank, in his visits to her;
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