Fremont weekly freeman. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1850-1853, 1850-10-26

Fretted at such abiect servility, quickened
my pace towards the curtain, when Shefie
Bey,rather gliding than stepping before me,
cautiously and slowly raised corner for me
to pass. Wondering at bis subdued and ter
ror-stricken attitude stepped across the
Threshold, and felt, without perceiving it,
that | was in the presence af the Sultan
The heavy folds of the window curtain SO
obscured the light, that it seemed as if the
day were drawing to close instead of being
at it high meridian
| AS with expanding pupil the eye took in
surrounding objects, the apartment it furni-
ture and its royal tenant, presented differ
ent scene from what, if left to itself. the ina
gination would have drawn.
The room, less spacious, but as lofty as the
adjoining one, was furnished in the modern
European style, and like familiar thing, a
stove stood nearly in the center On sofa
by window, through which he might have
looked upon US as we crossed the court with
a crimson tarbouch, its gold button and blue
silk tassel on his head, black silk herchief
around his neck, attired blue military frock
and psntaloons, and polished French boots on
his feet, sat the monarch, without any of the
attributes of sovereignty about him.
A man, young in years, but evidently of
delicate and impaired constitution, his weari-
ed and spiritless air was unrelieved by any in
dication of intellectual energy. He eyed me
fxedly as advanced, and on him my attention
was no less riveted. As he smiled l stopped
expecting shat he was about to speak; but he
motioned gently with his hand for me to come
nearer. Through the interpreter, he then
made me welcome, for which expressed my
acknowledgements.
The interview was not protraeted one. In
the course of it,as requested by Mr.. Carr,I pre-
sented him, in the name of the President of
the United States with some biographies and
prints, illustrative of the character and habits
of our North American Indians, the work of
American artist. He looked at some of them,
which were placed before him by an atten-
dant, and said that he considered them, as eyi-
dence of the advancement of the United
States in civilization, and would treasure them
as a souvenir of the good feeling ofits govern
ment towards him At the word civilization
pronounced in French, I started: for it SEEM
ed singular, coming from the lips of Turk,
and applied TO our country. I have since
learned that he is but student in French,
and presume that by the word civilization he
meant arts and sciences.
When about to take my leave he renewed
the welcome, and said that had his full auth
ority to see any thing in StamboulI might de-
sire
While in his presence. could not refrain
from moralizing on his fate. There was the
Sultan, an eastern despot, the ruler of mighty
kingdoms and the arbiter of the fate of
of millions of his fellow creatures; and face to
face, few feet distant one, in rank and con-
dition among the humblest servants of far
distant Republic, and yet, as little as life has
to cheer, ] would not change positions with
him, unless could carry with me my faith
my friendships, and my aspirations.
My feelings saddene6 as | looked upon the
monarch, and Thought of Monteznma. Evi-
dently, like northern cline, his year of life
had known two seasons only. and had leaped
from youth to imbecility His smile was one
of the sweetest ever looked upon-his voice
almost the most melodious l had ever heard;
his manner was gentleness itself, and every
thing about him bespoke kind and amiable
disposition He is said to bevery afectionate
to his mother in especial and is generous to
the extreme of prodigality. But there is that
which is thought to indicate early death. A
presentimsnt Of this kind, mingled, perhaps,
with boding fear of the overthrow of his
country, seems to pervaGe and depress his
spirits In truth. like Damocles, this descen-
dant of the Galiphs sits beneath suspended
fate. Through him, the souls of the mighty
monarchs, who have gone before, seem to
brood over the impending fate of an empire,
which once extended from the Atlantic to the
Ganges, from the Caucasus to the Indian
ocean.