The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1851-05-24
PHILIP OF COLOGNE,
on,
The Royal Fugitive.
A BRILLIANT TkLE.
"For time az last scts all thing even
Aud five do but watch tho huur, L
There never yet was human power
Which would cynde. hunl.sr,~rn,
The paticrt search, and vigil long

| Aud five do but watch tho hour, T..
There never yet was human power
Which would cvnde. funf4'r,-rr,
The patcrt search, and vigil long
nfhim who trc"-uio- np wrong
a heavy rain ushercd in bleak ,auiumnal
night, which closed over the Geld of Buscn-
telle; concoaling in almost mpcuctrable
dark ness, the flight of the fugitive, and some
what abating, 10y its gloomy influence, thG
fierce ardor of the pursucr.
The -upraar and tumglt af the day had sub
sided. The shouts of onset, the neighing of
slecds, aud the shrill call of the trumpcts, had
gtvef Ffsge'TB the -hushtH- HHti solitary votfr
of nature. No sound met the ear but that of
the wind rushing through the half lcaness
forests, as two knights armed cap-a-pic, fore
cd their way through the tangled mazcs of
the thick wood bordering on the shores olthc
Mediterranean -------------- ----.-----------
-s11ka- game il up . exclaimed t,e-iarea.asi
rider, suddenly springing from his slecd, n
the heavily comparisoned war charger sank
under him; and my life and diadem are not
worth an hours purchase =
Courage, royal OtHor said his companion
likewise dismountng, and speaking in a hol.
low and suppressed voice, as though the ac.
ton gave him great pain the hope that ha.
carried you thus far from the hot pursuit of
your enemies must yet bear you on
Now, 10y Saint Peter, noble Count your
advice is physie to a dying man. My good
steed has breathed his last aud these weary
limbs will poorly aid me in eluding the scent
Of the blood hounds, who track my steps
Danger besets you on every side, return
ed the Wounded knight inipaiientlY. y. mount
my horse and speed for life through the for.
est
4 value existence too little to proloug MING
on such dishonorable terms, brave Herman
Never shalt my enemies say that Ohio of
Germany fled like n coward, leaving bis
friends 10 the mercy of the treaeherous 6cnds
who have brought his life and honor into such
fearful jeopardy
My liegc, this is not time to indulge in
clivalric sentiments TR5 fate of an empire
depends upon your life; mine is already
sped. Number me with the brave men you
have left to the crow and the vulture on yon-
der ill-starred field. Ilark he continued,
sinking from the tree which had hitherto sup
ported him, to the earth, the foe is on us
hear the trampling of steeds, and the deep
baying of the dogs rises on the blast like the
knell of death
The Emperor started and listened, while
the surviving steed snorted, pricked up his
cars, and shook impatiently his slackcned
rein.
You arc right, Hcrmani they are near
ariseSfly darkness will no longer conceal us
-see-the moon bursts forth
He paused in breathless suspense, but re-
ceived no answer. He touched the hand of
the brave knight which lay extended
on the ground-the icy GOODNESS chilled him !!
-leeseaed ii.e clasp Of sh4 sizerY aad liited
the heavy steel casque from his head. Thro'
q misty atmosphere, the moon shed sickly
kight ON the pale brow and blood hair
ef the knight.
Ohio gazed for a moment on the Iiieless
form of his friond-sprang TO his stoed,. and
fled through the forest with desperate speed