The Democratic sentinel and Harrison County farmer. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1851-1852, 1852-02-25

boy ofa slight and graceful figure and ex.
ceedingly beautiful.
''Slavep' cried the Pacha, as the boy
stood erect, and with folded. arms, before
him, "where is your reverence? know you
in whose presence you stand?"
The lip ofthe beautiful boy curled with a
scornful smile as he replied
81 am no slave though a captive. l new
er quail to stoop before the face of man.
Do know you? Yes-I know you to be the
assassin of my race-the oppressOr of my
countrymenP' .#n
'Infdel dogl" said the Pacha. "Know
you the fate reserved for you?"
81 know not--I am prisoner Of war Ia
ken with arms in my hands--you may shoot
me-"
"We do not shoot rebels, replied the Pa
cha. ''It is a waste of ammunition. No!
there is keener way Of solving the mystery.
The fair neck and the edge of the scimetar
will be acquainted tomorrow. Then the
body will be striped and exposed on the pub
lie highway till the hungry dogs devour it"
A sudden paleness overspread the face of
the Greek-hs dark eye closed, and he
would have fallen, had not Hassan caught
him in his arms.
"Your highness!" he exclaimed-"this is
no boy--it is a woman"
"Ah!" cried the Pacha with kindling eyes,
''you are right--and woman fit to be the
light of a Sultan's harem. But for my VOW
but that l had sworn that all the prison.
ers should die, would reserve her for my
self, But she reyives." .... .....
The Greek girl, for such it was, recover
ed the use of her faculties, and pushing
Hassan aside. stood erect again and neryed
herself for the termination of the interview.
"You have betrayed yourself, fair infdel," +"
said the Pacha, in milder tone than he had
before assumed. "The fear of death was
too much for your nerves"
You shall see that | know how to meet
it with the hrmness of man. Ida of Athens
is equal to her fate"
"Now by the beard of the prophet this is
glorious news!' cried the Pacha. "Thou
art the betFothed of the dog Demetrius, the
leader oflast nights onslaught. Vert thou
as beautiful as the prophets loveliest houri,
thou shouldst die. Away with her Hassan.
The prisoners die at noon--rememberp'
"To hear is to obey" answered Hassan,
as he led the unfortunate Ida from the Pa
cha's presence.
At the approach of the appointed hour, in
the centre ofthe square of Turkish infantry
and cavalry, and in the presence of the Pa
cha and his mounted staff, block was pre-
pared, attended by an executioner bearing a
ponderoqs scimetar, the instrument of DEATH
Within the square, and on the left of the
cxecutioner, 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 bugle was heard, and an officer
advancing to the Pacha announced the ar
rival of a messenger from Missolonghi, the
bearer of flag of truce. He Immediately
ordered them to be sent before him; and in
obedience to the command Demetrus and
Gerald, mounted on fine horses, rode up to
the Turkish commander. A faint cry esca-
ped ihe lips of Ida as she recognized her
lover.
"Pacha," said the latter, 'I come to treat
with you for the ransom of yon boy"
The Pacha smiled bitterly
"Whatinterest," he asked, edo you feel
in that-that boy?"
"He is the son of friend" faltered De-
metrius; Il would save him for his fathers
sake"
"You will be sorry to learn them," said
the Pacha coldly, ''that on the hour of noon
he dies. Dog of an Infdel?" he added
fiercely, edo you think to blind me. Yon is
no boy, it is Ida Of Athens-your betrothed.
Ha! ha! ha! am not avenged?"
"Pacha" cried Demetrius as the cold
drops of agony stood upon his brow, "you
know me well; am your deadliest foe, the
sworn enemy of your race. In the crisis of
the Minarets the Noslem mothers are yet
weeping for their first born, slain by the
sword of DemeHius. Only last night made
your bravest bite the dust, and even yet my
leadership may save Missolonghi."
"WelI offer you that hated life Lib
crate your captive and receive me in her
place"
"Pacha be firm, listen MOTTO hi, proposal"
cried Ida.
81 hate the Greek dog!" answered the
Pscha, through bis teeth but your death
alone is insufficient for that hate. would
not have thee die till thou hast quaffed the
cup of misery to its dregs> The means of
that proud soul is in my power
Your beloved one dies. Remain and wit
ness her death, or 60 back to Missolonghi
and tell them when the SHADOWS begin to
fall, Ida OF Athens is no more.
eat least" said Demetrius, "you will
permit one last word to the priSQnsr?"
"Granted," said the Pachs, ''for it will
only add to the agony of both. But be
brief" as.
AT motion of his hands, the ranks open.
ed and Demetrius rsde into the hollow
square, - qua
'"Ida," he said in melancholy voice, ''our
days of happiness are numbered. Greece,
! fear is fallen--our CLEAN of felicity and
glory is dispelled. | came here to die for
you"
II could not have purchased life at such
q sacrifice" teplied Ida. "Go dearest, we
shall meet in a better world. Go and tell
them at Missolonghi that Idaia happy in dy-
ing for her country"
"Idal there is one hope whispered De-
metrius. "This barb is feet as she very
winds Of heaven. Your feet and sinews are
light as the gazelPs. Spring pp behind me
away! They can but kill us--and it will be