. Russia then and now, 1892-1917; my mission to Russia during the famine of 1891-1892, with data bearing upon Russia of to-day. omes. Next to famine and pesti-lence, fire is the most fearfully dreaded enemy ofthese people. In a dry time, when a blaze startsamong their heavily thatched straw roofs many ofthe houses go up in fire and smoke together. Count Paul Bobrinskoy, my companion of manydays, now about to part with me at the railwaystation, Kashinow, fell upon my neck and kissedme, just as we are told in the Book of Acts thecompanions of his namesake, the great Apostle,did, and like the Apo
. Russia then and now, 1892-1917; my mission to Russia during the famine of 1891-1892, with data bearing upon Russia of to-day. omes. Next to famine and pesti-lence, fire is the most fearfully dreaded enemy ofthese people. In a dry time, when a blaze startsamong their heavily thatched straw roofs many ofthe houses go up in fire and smoke together. Count Paul Bobrinskoy, my companion of manydays, now about to part with me at the railwaystation, Kashinow, fell upon my neck and kissedme, just as we are told in the Book of Acts thecompanions of his namesake, the great Apostle,did, and like the Apostles friend, I, too, sorrowedmost of all for the words which he spake, that Ishould see his face no more/ I carried with me a letter written by Count Paulto Vladimer Ivanovitch Peterson, the station-master at Riask, five hours journey toward Mos-cow, written to him that I might be directed tothe right train at that point, which was a junctionof two lines of railway. I presented this letteron arrival, nine oclock at night, to a servant ofthe company. With the aid of a bystander, anEnglish gentleman, who observed my futile. Mai and Sophie Peterson. Daughters of Mr. and Mrs. Vladimer Ivanovitch Peterson of Riask, Russia. WITH COUNT TOLSTOY 75 efforts to make the fellow understand that Iwished him to give the letter to the station-master, I succeeded in my purpose. The station-master came to me, a fine-looking, tall gentleman,with a military bearing and a most kindly letter evidently contained information con-cerning my mission in Russia, for never before wasI the recipient of such a profusion of kind atten-tions even from friends, not to mention servants, the station-master delivered toone my coat, to another my hand baggage, to a thirdan order for supper, and telling me in imperfect Eng-lish that I must wait for my train three hours oruntil midnight, he led me to the station restaurant—a first-class establishment, ordered a good supper,opened a bottl
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