Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1845-11-27
CHAPTER II.


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When she recovered her senses. lamp was
burning dimly before her, and the face Of an old
bag, wrinkIed and repulsye, gazed down on her
She saw at glance, that she was in a different
chamber from the one she had occupied She rails
ed herself on her elbow and looked bewildered
around. Then with groan she sank and burst into
tears.
Weep ONT will do you good said the old
hag even lift spoils your pretty face; for il don't
matter how you look now, since the cord and sack
are the fate of all unfaithful TO his highness
Absorbed ia the terrible conviction of her lovers
death, Theresa gave heed to the speakers words,
but continued sobblng violently.
"A fair form and a sweet face said the old bag
as if musing for the cold embrace 1.-THE ocean.
But even that is too good for her. | would that
all these waxen faces that enchant his highness
were food for fshes--then perhaps he might have a
word for one who was as beautiful as the best
of them. lie my sweet mistress, she said mock
ngly, giving the weeping girl rude shake, rouse
up and prepare for your supper
Supper said Theresa vaguely, as If not COM
pretending her, 'he wants nothing now!
'Ayl supper in the cold waters. for such is the
dainty dish prepared for you. Get up at once, Tor
the messengers will be here speedily
Theresa mechanically obeyed, but all at once,
as if struck by sudden thought, she flung
herself at the feet the old bag aud said,
Tell me the truth-perhaps he is not dead-say
did he escapeg
Escape was the reply, with laugh Of deris
ion,' did any one escape the scimetar o.
Hussein Bey' Nor will you, fair one, escape hi'
vengeance
But Theresa heard not the conclusion, for viii
! a wild shrek, at this confirmation Of her wors
fears she sank again into state Of insensbliy.
The restoratyes applied by her companion,
soon, however brought her 10 consciousness, anC
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the terrible fate which probably awaited her. She
well knew that infdelity was punished by combining
the unhappy victim in a sack, and in this condi
ton ninging her into the sea but she could no
have supposed that by refinement OF cruelty, he
interview with her lover would have brought oil
her this frighiinl doom. Death in another shape
had no terror for her but TO be consigned TO thi
horrible fate, made her blood run cold. Yet wal
not death even in this guise, preferable to becoming
the minion Of Hussein Beyl Poor girl eithe
destiny seemed alike terrible TO her, and buryinI
her face in the pillows of the dEan, she strove Il
shut out the thoughts of her condition. AT time
tears for her lovers untimey fate relieved her
while she forgot her sorrow in griei for him.
At length nature exhausted by these struggles
gave way, and she fell asleep the old bag still con
timing by her side and drawing out, with hendis
delight, specnatons OH her approaching fate
When she awoke the woman still kept her unwe
come vigil
Allah protect u.s. were the first words There's
, heard, was ever such iniatuation? Here, tho
unbeieying hereto, learn that his highness vii
wait on you ere your fate is decided He has ordere
that you be ready to receive him, and sent thes
} garments for you TO wear. With these words st
displayed a superb Turkish dress. Haste an
let US have no more tears for if Hussein Bey enc
you weeping, not his inatuation will save 20
: from the sack.
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