Wisconsin tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1847-1854, 1853-12-22

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upon the stream.
1t was fit time and place for rehec-
ton, and the Christian knight dwelt long
upon the images of both memory and i'm.
aginatlon More than once the name of
the fair maiden who had bestowed upon
him the reward of his victory at the tour
nament dwelt upon his lips, and when he
thought OF her. a soft, generous emotion
came to his soul He remembered her
bright eye, and her sweet smile, and her
gentle voice, and tue words she had spo.
ken.
In the midst of his reverie the young
count was aroused by a sound near him as
# light foot had fallen upon the sward
He arose to his feet, but he saw nothing
save the olives that grew about him. He
would have moved back towards the city
again, but he hesitatcd. as he thought he
heard the sound again. This time he was
more confident, and ere long he saw an
object beyond the grove that seemed glid-
ing towards the river. Charles took
few steps nearer to the edge of the copse,
and be could see that it was female who
had attracted his attention She was
moving slowly along and occasionally she
would stop and gaze about her She was
dressed in white robe, and the light of
the moon enabled Charles to see her form
distinctly Ere long she gained the bank
OF the river, and, after looking about her
a moment, she sank down upon her knees
and clasped her hands towards heaven
/ Charles of Leon moved nearer TO the
spot. Stealthily he glided on, and he
heard the words that fell from her lips. =
1t was prayer she uttered, in half brok-
en- sentences: and though sort of calm
ness pervaded her speech, yet the breath
of anguish was plainly distinguishable
Great Allah protect me, and forgive
me for this, the last act of my life 7 ut
tered the female, and then she let her
hands fall upon her bosom as she moved
nearer to the river
Charles of Leon uttered suppressed
cry, and sprang quickly forward He
seized the unfortunate being just as she
was preparing to leap into the rapid stream.
and drew her back from the rivers bank.
A quick cry escaped her lips as she felt
the hand upon her arm, and instinctivev
she turned to see who it was that held
: her. The bright rays of the moon fell
upon her face, and the Christian knight
Started with a strange emotion of aston
ishmcnt, as he beheld the beautiful fea-
lures of Zebra
Treat God he calculated, still gazing
upon the face that was turned towards
him, do my eyes deceive me, or is this the
daughter of Ben Hamed p
Let me go. SIR murmured the girl, as
she feebly cndeavored to remove the strong
hand that was laid upon her
But tell me if [ am not right. Is not
this Zebra q
Alas it is, sir O. let me 90 =
Hold moment said Charles DO
you recognize meg
Yes, you are the noble Christian knight
upon whom [ bestowed the badge of hon
orr
And is it possible that 1 have saved
you from fearful death p
'Death g murmured Zebra, looking
mournfully up into the knigh's face No,
not was my life [ sought
Charles of Leon was struck by the
strange manner of the fair girl, and if he
had thought that her mind might be wan
derlng, be was convinced to the contrary
While be gazed into her face All was
strangely calm there, and mournful de-
termination was seated upon her thin pale
lips
VIII you trust me with the secret of
this 2 asked the knight, as he gently
drew the poor girl farther from the river
1 pledge you my knightly word that will
not betray YOU
And will you let me seek my rest when
| have told you2
L will try that you have rest, returned
the knight. Now tell me why you should
bp fa f,1 II,
Death to the faithful is but the passage
from earth to heaven 'Tis but to leave
the dark shades of sorrow behind US, and
bound to the rest of that realm where Al
lab cannot forsake those who love him
| would have died, because earth is all
misery to me now. cannot live, when
to live is but to be unhappy
Can one SO beautiful as you be unhap-
py I! said the knight, instinctively draw
ing Zebra nearer to him, and gazing more
lntently upon her features
Beautiful repeated the girl ALAS
sir, it is because [ am thought beautiful
that 1 must suffer Were my face made
up of wrinkles and fearful blotches-were
my form ill-sbapen, aud my health, even,
gone from me, might be happy
You have not told me yet of the sor-
row from which you seek escape
Then listen, sir My father has given
me to the king, and am to be one among
his wives y
To Mohammed 7 uttered Charles TO
be bauble in the harem of that sensual
profiigate Impossible 7
1 have spoken the truth sir knight,
and have trusted to your honor
AMI you have trusted to an honor that
is not tarnished,' quickly returned the
knight, with tender enthusiasm Then in
a lower tone he added, you cannot love
such man as he.'
Love him = cried Zebra L can only
lioathe him. Ah death were indeed
preferable
Your father must be indeed cruel
You have given your heart to another