6 MY horse; my love. 



but escaping from the house, reached the railroad 

 station just as the fast train toward Liverpool and 

 America came in sight. My securities had been 

 changed into gold which I carried on my person, 

 and so, with about sixty thousand dollars and my 

 profession, I began life in America with a glad 

 heart, rejoicing in the freedom which this brave land 

 gives to all who dwell within its boundaries." 



Then here you were, of course, free from perse- 

 cution? 



"Alas, no! Russian power and hostility are far- 

 reaching, and the secret spies of the Russian govern- 

 ment have long arms. They are ubiquitous, and to 

 the shame even of New York, be it said, that within 

 that city exists a secret agency for Russian spies." 



Is it possible that anything so iniquitous can be 

 tolerated in our land? 



" The fact can be easily proved. I had not been 

 here long before the amusing information was 

 brought me that I had been burned in effigy in 

 Russia. But when I learned that my mother and 

 sister had been imprisoned, and finally put to death 

 by strangulation because, not knowing, they could 

 not yield the secret of my hiding-place, the last link 

 that bound my respect and alliance to Russia was 

 broken, and my heart knew its first great sorrow." 



PERSECUTION. 



With such a cruel memory of Russia's wicked 

 revenge, in the slaughter of your mother and sister, 

 you must have been glad to adopt America as your 



