Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1851-06-30

| f" OIL thou Us DeautIouS Us tue FTopueI
lovliesi houris, thou shouldst die Away
with her, Hassan.. The prisoners doomed
remember. s .zss,.s
"To hear is TO obey" was the answer o.
Hassan, rs he led the unfortunate lido from
the Pacha's presence.
AT the approach Of the appointed hour
in the center Of square Of Turkish infant
ry and cavalry, and in the presence Of the
Pacha and his mounted staff, block was
prepared, attended by an executioner bear.
ing ponderous scimetar, the instrument
OF death. Within the square, ard on the
left Of the executioner, stood the handful
Of doomed Greeks, among whom Ida was
CONSPICUOUS by the beauty Of her features,
her dress, and her heroic bearing.
Before the executioner had received his
orders TO commence his savage work, the
sound Of a bugTe was heard, and an officer
advancing TO the Pacha, announced the
arrival Of two messengers from Missolong.
hi, the bearers Of flag of truce. The
Pacha Immediately ordered them to be set
before him; and in obedience to the COM
mand, Demetrius and Gerald mounted on
fine horses, rode up OF the Turkish com
mander. A faint cry escaped the lips of
lido as she recognized her lover. 80
"Pacha," said the latter, 81 come to
treat with you for The ransom Of your boy"
The Pacha smiled bitterly.
"What interest,"" he asked, edo you feel
in .hat-that 6oy?"
He is the son of FRIEND" faltered
Demetrius; 81 would. save him for his
fathers sake"
"You will be sorry 10 learn then," said
the Pacha, coldly, ''lhat on the hour Of
noon he dies. Dog of an in6del!" he add
ed ierceiy, "do not think TO blind me-
Yon is no boy; it is Ida of Athens, your
.betrothed. Ha! ha! am not revengeda't'
"PachaH cried Demelrius, as the cold
drops Of agony stood upon his brow, "vou
know me well; | am your deadliest enemy,
the sworn foe Of you race. In the cities
Of the Moslem mothers are yet weeping for
their first born, slain by the sword Of De-
metrius. Only last night | made your
bravest bite the dust, and even yet my
leadership may save Missolohghi. Well,
| offer you that hated life. Liberate your
captive and receive me in her place."
'Pacha! be firm! listen not TO his pro
posa!; cried Ida. .-
81 hate thee, Greek dogn' answered the
Pacha, through his set teeth, 'but your
death alone is insufficient to satisfy that
hate. would no, have thee die till thou
hast quaffed the cup Of misery to its dregs.
The means ofwringing that proud soul is in
my power. Your beloved dies. Remain
and witness her death, or 60 back 10 Mis-;
solonghl and tell them, when the shadows
begin TO fall TO the east, Ida Of Athens is
no mofe.' z5'
"At least" said Demetrius, 'you will
permit one last word TO the prisoner!''
''Granted," said the Pacha, 'sfor it will
only add TO the agony Of both. But be
brief"
At a motion of his hand the ranks opened,
and Demetrius rode into the hollow square.
"lda," he said in melancholy voice,
sour days of happiness are numbered
Greece fear, is fallen; our dream of fe-
licity and glory is dispelled. came here
to die for you.' 'tt . sSsa5*
81 could not have purchased ltfe at such
a sacriice," replied Ida. "Go dearest,
we shall meet in better world. Go and
tell them at Missolonghi, that Ida is happy
in dying for her country;''
i s'Ida there is yet one hope" whispered
Demetrius. "This barb is fleet as The very
winds Of heaven. Your foot and sinews
are light as the gazelles. Spring up be-
hind, and away! They can but k i'll us,
it will be SO sweet to die together.''
In an instantthe little. Greek girl was
on theshorse, her arms around her lovers
waist. With bound of q panther the
feet animal sprang forward with his double
burthen.
z Gerald was beside them. s@9s
"Fire:" shouted the Pacha, rising in his
stirrups, os he headed the pursuit. "A
A rattling yolley of musketry Instantly
followed the command, but the confusion
Of the soldiers, and the bounds ofthe flying
horses Disconnected their aim., Winged
as the wind, the Greek horses sped upon
their way, and the lovers and their friend
were in Missolonghi. A5sa
That night, in the same ruined church /
which had been the scene of the council OF |
war, the patriarch united the hands of De>
metrius and Ida, before the ruined altar.
The ceremony was brief and suited 10 the
crisis. The bridegroom was armed to the
teeth, and the bride unveiled and unadosn>
ed, wore yet her Amazonian attire. A
yatoghan hung by her side and q brace Of
pistols were stuck in the silken sash that
encireled her slender waist. IN.
ssThe gates Of Missoloughi are opened,
said the patriarch; "the foe will soon en-.
ter. Go, all you who are yet able 20 meet
them. Your only hope is TO cut q way
through their ranks with your good swords;
TO remain is to perish. -, -. -; =
"But you, father what is reserved for
you?o asked Demetrius, anxiously.. IL
80 "The crown Of smartydom, perhaps 2
replied the old man. 49,. .,....s;
Come with US! cried Ida. 'sW.e will
place you on horse and bear you off in
safety '....s = ..sf=.-.' -, - !
3"Daughter," replied the old man, sit
were vain. am tottering on the brink Of
the grave the effort alone would kill me.
T.enve me- here--the church where | war.