The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1854-06-15


one hundred and sixty feet into moat.
From that dizzy height, nothing at all
on the ground was discernablc. Several
moments passed in arranging the silken
cords. At length Inselle raised the
window carefully and thrust out the line
At the same moment the furious wind
and merciloss rain beat in and extinguish-
ed the bright taper. So sudden was
this, that the girl, starting back, the
ladder loosed itself from her hand, and
was snatched away by the roaring winds.
" Allah be merciful-my only chance is
now gone" Just then a low prolonged
whistle, swelling and dying away, caught
her attention.
"That is his signal :" exclaimed the
Moorish maiden. II hope he has caught
the ladder" She quickly relit the lamp
and going to a closet, drew out ball Of
cord. Attaching to it weight, she
carried the ball to the window and fast
ening one end around her hand so as to
allow the windings to spin off, she hurled
it out. After the lapse Of several sec.
onds, the faint splash Of the falling ball
was borne to her ear. She awaited
several moments in suspense. Again
she heard that long, low, soft and pc
culiar whistle. She hesitatcd not, but
commenced drawing in the line. In a
few moments the ladder attached to the
line was hauled in. Insello sprang for
ward with an expression of delight, and
clutching the ladder in vice-ike grasp
she soon had it firmly attached to the
window sill. In short time the ladder
was shaken as if with heavy weight.
Insclle could not restrain herself, but
thrusting her head from the window she
peered downward About halfway up,
and coming slowly and carefully, could
be seen dark figure.
" 1t is hc--thanks be to Allah !" The
ladder vibrated to and fro, more xiolent-
ly, and in the course Of a %w> more
moments, dark figure entered through
the window, dripping with rain, and
spashed with mud and dirt With a
a cry of delight the beautiful maiden
sprang forward, and in spite of the
muddy habilimcnts of the stranger, and
of that sense of modesty which should
have restrained her, she was about to
throw her arms around the neck of the
adventurer. Just before reaching him,
she suddenly recoiled ,and with a terrified
scream, retreated hastily to the other
side of the room.
The strangers dress, which she had
not noticed before, caused this. \
coarse slken scarf was thrown around
his waist. Large flowing pantaloons,
gathered at the anclc, cncascd his lower
extremities ; large red turban with a
black feather sat on a head Of immense
size, and a huge stccl-mountcd scimcter
dangled at his side Instead Of slippers,
he wore tight-ittine boots, around the
heels Of which golden spurs clink.d and
jngled. But Insolo noticed not this.
His face was covered with large heavy
red beard, and his eyebrows jagged and
shaggy, gave to his countenance almost
4 dcmon-likc appearance.
"Ha lusclle, do you not know me ~
His tones were low, musical and gentle
though firm and manly. At ss same.
instant, the huge turban, silken scarf,
Turkish trowsers, false beard, eyebrows
and head Of hair fell to the floor, and in
the place of the rough, uncouth Moor,
stood a tall manly looking Spanish
Knight The noble looking stranger,
when thus revealed, was clothed in
tight coat of mail, of midnight hue, with
greaves intricately wrought, upon his
legs, a large sword ofToledo- make hung
from his side, and in the place Of the
turban, a tai chapeau with a milk white
plume sat on his heal. His false NOUS
tache was supplied by his own far, ex-
ceiling it in beauty and nicely. 1t was
of raven hue, curling beautifully, and
completely fringing his proud mouth.
His check was as soft and white as a
girls and appeared as if it never had
been touched with the razor.
"Rodrigo, why thus frightsn your
own Inselle :" and the girls beaming
eyes we're fastened on bis countensnce,
as she threw herself into bis arms con-