. American boys in the Arctics; a trip to the far north by a new path. stadt to Taganrog. If you havenothing else to ask I must bid youoood-morninsf. I should like to know, sir, thename of this building where we havebeen so kindly cared for, Roy saidas he took the strangers profferedhand in parting. It is called The Winter Pal-ace, he replied. And I, said Scott, if it is not impertinent— I should like to know your name. To you, sir, or to some one, we owe a great deal. My name? replied the stranger as he opened the door. Really, I can hardly remember it myself. I am a most unenviable man, my f


. American boys in the Arctics; a trip to the far north by a new path. stadt to Taganrog. If you havenothing else to ask I must bid youoood-morninsf. I should like to know, sir, thename of this building where we havebeen so kindly cared for, Roy saidas he took the strangers profferedhand in parting. It is called The Winter Pal-ace, he replied. And I, said Scott, if it is not impertinent— I should like to know your name. To you, sir, or to some one, we owe a great deal. My name? replied the stranger as he opened the door. Really, I can hardly remember it myself. I am a most unenviable man, my friend — I am the Tzar. Good-morning, and God speed you. The boys stood looking at each other. They were still standing andlooking, and neither had spoken a word, when a man in gold laceappeared and conducted them to a coach, this time on runners, with fourhorses and outriders; and after all, the Tzar gave them a sleighride. The horses flew over the frozen ground to the merry jangle of thebells, and as they drew up at the railway station they noticed a great fire. I AM THE TZAR. PRISONERS OF THE TZAR. 167 blazing in the open square, fed by Government servants, about which acrowd was gathered, driving out the chills of early winter. An engine and one car stood ready in the station, and the moment


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