Munsey's Magazine, Vol. VI, No. 1, October 1891Various
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Munsey's Magazine, Vol. VI, No. 1, October 1891
Various
American periodicals
“It is a noble plan,” cried Shamarin. “My brave girl, I believe it will
succeed. The obstacles in the way are many, but we won’t stop to consider
them now. We will try to look continually at the bright side. The first
step is to reach the mouth of the Kara River, which is about eight miles
distant, as nearly as I can judge. Unfortunately, to get there we must
pass three of the settlements, commencing with Middle Kara, but we can do
so in comparative safety by making a circuit. Let us strike across the
valley from here, so as to avoid the Kara River and the settlements, and
then follow the ridge southward. That will bring us to the Shilka, and
by tracing it for a short distance we shall come to the house where lies
the boat. As yet the snow is not deep, and if we travel rapidly we can
cover the distance by two o’clock in the morning. The danger of pursuit
during that period of our escape is slight, for the snow will obliterate
our footsteps before the Cossacks can trace us to this point. The chief
danger lies in our track being discovered by prowling squads.”
“And that is very improbable,” said Sandoff. “It need not cause us much
uneasiness. Your plan is a good one, Shamarin. Let us lose no time in
carrying it out!”
“We can start at once,” exclaimed Vera. “Wait until I get my things.”
She led the way to the top of the bluff, and showed them the spot that
had served her as a hiding place for the past twenty four hours—a dry,
sheltered nook among rocks and dense bushes.
Shamarin took the bundle that contained her supplies—Sandoff assuming
charge of the other package—and then at their top speed the little party
of three crossed the Kara by the bridge of stepping stones, and headed
due east across the valley. Its level surface—barely two miles wide—was
crossed in safety, and after ascending the range of low foothills, the
fugitives turned to the south and followed the line of the ridge. The
wisdom of Shamarin’s plan now became apparent, for but little snow had
forced its way through the young timber, and they were able to travel
rapidly. The successive settlements were passed at a distance. Twice
the crisp air bore to the fugitives the muffled tramp of hoofs, but the
sounds remained at a distance and finally faded away.
At length, about two o’clock in the morning, as near as could be guessed,
the lights of Ust Kara, the settlement nearest to the mouth of the river,
showed them that the first stage of their journey was nearly at an end.
They felt no fatigue. Even Vera had indignantly refused her brother’s
offer of assistance, and in spite of the bitter cold they were all fairly
warm from the brisk speed at which they had been traveling.
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