The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1844-11-22

before Sne appnoacneu III, came from
her burning home, once so happy, and
where She had so fon lily hoped to
spend her welded life. But greater
sorrow than the destruction ofthe roof
under which she had been born was
before her. In vain she searched every
where for her lover. The little plain,
on which the house stouI, was circum-
scrlbed at the most, and,a few minutes
was sufliciedt fora thorough search in
every partofit; but no where was her
lover to be found. With fearful eyes
and faintng heart she approached at
last the edge Of the precipice, where
the enemy had first appeared. She
almost tainted when her eyes met the
broken yatagan of her lover, and saw
the ground wet with large drops Of
blood and dented with hurried footsteps
as if deadly struggle had taken place
there. She sank on the r)ck, and
leaning her head on her hanls, while
large tears rolled quick and fast down
her cheeks, looked across the darken-
ed sea, over which the still burning
embers of her fathers house threw
ftfuI glare. All at once her eye fell
upon sail. 1t was that, she felt, in
which her lover, if alive, was being
borne away into captivity, and burying
her face on the rock, she gave way TO
convusive sobbngs.
Oh! the first sorrow of the young
and innocent heart. How it crushes
the soul, and makes uswish for death.
Long wept the helpless maiden, her
only thought being that life was now
worthless, and tha,it would have been
better if she had not been born. 1t
would in that moment, have been are
lief to her to have found the corpse of
her lover, for she could then have en-
ioyed the melancholy satisfaction of
paying it the last rites ofsepulture; but
now, that 1t was not here, she knew he
was prisoner, and reserved, perhaps,
for the dreadful death of implement.
Long she Nept there hysterically.
Once or twice she looked up, but her
eyes were so blinded with tears that
she could see no thing but dim waste
before her; ani when she fixed cdhergaze
on the spot where the sail had beenit
was not there.
sit has vanished in the g'oom," she
marmured, sand shall never see him
more. Would that were dead?"
The terrible conviction was more
than she could endure, her week nerve
gave way, AMI she tainted. All! wise
ly does heaven, when our sorrows be-
come too great for endurance, fling
the veil Of insenslbiiity over them.
Morning dawneh heavily and slow
Iy, and on that now desolate promonto-
ry, the weeping parents watched over
their dying daughter. The dreadful
shock had destroyed her, and during
the night she had passed from one faint
in tito another. The agonized hearts
Of her parents almost broke to see her
su.!elings, and as they watched over
her couch on the hard rock for the
conhagration had left them no better
repose-the tears fell thickly from their
eyes.
81 shall NEE! him soon, dearestmnth-
err said the poor girl family, as the
day began to break. "Ihey cannot
separate US in heaven. His sulierings
too will soon be over"
"Do not talk so," said her sobbing
parent. she may yet escape, and all
Of us be happy. Oh! it breaks my
heart to hear you.' E...,. >
The sufferer smiled family, but she
shook her head. A silence of several
minutes now ensued, broken only by
the half stlleI sobs of the mother.
''Harkr' suddenly said the maiden,
81 hear a foot step--oh! God, can it bep
she said rising with flushed cheek and
eager eyes, "surely it is his-ye: no!
it cannot be," she added Plalntlvely.
All started up and listened attentive
ly. A step was certainly approaching
though the darkness that preceded the
dawn prevented them from seeing any
one. Suddenly. a form emerged from
the shadows, add with quick JOY they
recognised him whom they had thought
a prl soner. s~r II
"Are you indeed alive! Oh! heay-
emily 'ather, be praised," said the now
reviving girl, flinging herself on her
lovers bosom; while tie parents lifted
up their eyes to their Creator and pour
ed forth deep prayers for his providen-
tiaI return and for the life of their child,
which they now felt was restored to
them.
AS soon as the mutual agitation had
somewhat subsidized, the young Greek
narrated the circumstances which had
befell him since he left the cave. He
had, as they supposed, fallen into the
hands of the Turks, and had been
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