Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1852-01-12

sand eternal rest Is thine!"
He was, lying shus, ba'f.unconsciously
) thinking Of neithsr the pas, nor the future
when. suddenly, he noticed n slight noise
at the trapdoor. Through the obscuri.y
he saw what seemed to him white figure
pass through the narrow opening and grope
steahhily towards him. Was it dream
was i. reai iiya With noiseless step, tie
| figure approached him, and murmured in
an almost inaudible whisper-"Father
father!'
| "Linaa"
i He looked up and slrove, anxiously, q
distinguish the features Of his visitor; bul
she fastened to embrace h m, and kissed
him and cut the cords with which his
hands were bauad. z,es,a-5 - .-..,
"My child! 'faitered George and clasp
ed his daughters trembling knees,-s'my
darling, my only. my frighifully wronged
and outraged child" -.....,
''Let US fly" replied The maiden, in o
weak and tremulous voice. s''fhe ladder
leans againt the window. Haste father,
haste!'' . '''' - -
The Magyar caught up his shivsring
daughter in his longing arms, and bore
the light barthen quickly down the ladder,
through the trapdoor, her head rested on
his shoulder, and he covered her cold
cheeks with kisses Al the foot Of The lad
der he stumbled over something; "wha, is
here!' he asked,
"A spade, father; We will take i. with
us.''
sFor weapon!" said the father.
"To Dig a gravel" whispered the maid
en-. -55 =ss.
They heard heavy, mono:onous tread
on the opposite side Of the house. He
seized the spade and crept noiselessly to
the corner of the house. The footsteps
drew nearer and nearer; the Lerl bent
round the corner, aud-lhe next instan,
lay upon the ground with cloven skull;
he had not time to utter sound.
George stripped the dead man Of cloth
ing and weapons, took his child upon bis
arm, and left the spot. The morning star
was just beaming in the Frightened frma-
ment. Towards break of day, and with
out having irterchanged word during the
journey, father and daughter reached the
next village. George had many acquain-
tauees there, and hoped that he could leave
his daughter with one of them. Howev>
er, he met with but a cold reception. No
where was he permitted to cross the thres.
hold; no one offered him u morsel Of bread; /;
all closed their doors against him and con
iured him TO proceed far from their village,
since his presence alone suspended certain
destruction over their own heads. The
villngers were, naturally, neither hard
hearted now cowardly, but they apprehend
ed, with reason, that so soon as the Raft,
zen Of 81. Thomas should hear of their
having harbored fugitive, they, TOO,
would ell be slaug ghtered. His hear. racked
with mortal anguish, the unhappy man
again took up his child upon his ann, and
set forth once more.
Six long days he wandered on, over
stubble and fallow fields, through storm
and cold, by night and scorching MONDAY
ear,-his child his beloved child upon his
arm. He asked no. what she wanted, ami
she uttered no complaint.
On the sixth day the poor young maiden
gave way to exhaustion and the efscts Of
the dreadful misusage she had endured.
The father felt his burthen becomin e
heavier and heavier; the poor Gre, .ture VIII
had, hitherto, -clasped his neck, now hung
from it relaxed and inanimaled, and the
pallid cheek that rested on his shoulder had
grown stiff and cold. But in the distance,
the lofty towers of SzEeEDIN, the proud
Magyar city, glittered in the suns rays
George has,ened on with un,iring speed,
and, at last, ready TO expire with fatigue,
reached the great and populous mart, about
the hour Of noon. Before it, on wide
plain, vast multitude were assembled;
more than twenty thousand men had gath
cred ,here 10 hear the inspired words Of a
po pular orator who was addressing them
from slnge erected in their midst, George
forced his way through the throng the
speaker was, at tha. moment, depicting The
frightiul crnelties Of the Railzen. Some
of the listening crowd noticed the travels
worn, dusty, wild looking man, gazing
around him as if bewildered, with DEATH
pale maiden whose eyes were closed, droop-
ing on his arm, os he stood there among
them like fugitive from some mad house.
"Whence come you4" they ask.
"From ST. Thomos."
f'Ha! up there, up with him upon the
platform?" was now the cry from all who
haG caught his answer. "a man from ST.
Thomas is here! Up there with him, and
let him speak to the people!"
The crowd made way for him, and he
was hurried along to the platform.
As, from this eminence, his wan and
ghaslly countenance, scared with mex.
pressibIe suffering and despnir-his ben
and fainting figure and the clay-cold palIid
features of the poor child, dropping on his
shoulder-became visible to the assembled
multitude, deep, low murmur ran ,hro'
the mighty throng like tie moan of the
Putten sea when storm is approaching
its darkened shores. At the sight of sym.
pa,hy so profound, a hectic glow lit up the
hitherto ashy checks of the fugitive-a
fire, till then unknown, infamed his breast
-he felt the spirit of vengeance, like
tongues Of flames, descending upon his
head.
"Mogyars!'' he exclaimed in a manly,
far-soundng, penetrating voice, "Magyars!