Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1855-02-21
And the chief-did be appear start

led?
He did, Selim A dark frown settled
upon his brow, aud for a moment his hand
rested on the hilt of his sabre
BY Allah. would that had slain the
dog, cried the brigsnd, dashing his goblet
to the ground
There is yet time, Selim,' returned the
other, while wild, malignant fire shons
from his flashing eyes.
True, there is, and the dog shall die
If we had but silenced him last eve, it
were better
1t we've more fitting time, Cassim,
yet he sheii die ere the morrow
Ha, he shall, if my own blade does the
deed
And his child2'
What, the brigand maiden7'
Ay. Zoe. his child
She shall live, Selim, ay, live for me,
alone
Yet would she not despise, ay hate the
murderer of her father p
That viii matter little with me, Selim'
She has fiery spirit
She has-yet | will soon curb it
1t will be a sorry task, Cassim,' re-
turned the other, quaG;ng the red wine.
1t may; Jet, by Allah, she shall SUBJ
nit.
BY my troth she is bird I should bs
loatL to c;ge.'
You must have bold spirit Selim,
thus to fear young girl returned Cas-
sim, while a scornful smile wreathed his
lips.
Think you I fear her, Cassim2'
One would think thus from your
speech
By Allah, think you am coward q
Nay
Then speak not thus, and for the fu-
ture bride your tongue
By my troth | mean no harm. Selim,
so let us drop this. Yet it is strange that
Morah does not return, for the sun has
been down near an hour
True. it is time be were here
Think you he would betray us, Selim7'
Nay, doubt not his sincerity
Yet it is indeed strange be tarries
thus
Await here my return, Cassim, and l
viii go and seek him. replied Selim. and
drawing his cloak around him he left the
place.
Strange feelings Of fear came stealing
over the mutineer as he was left alone
within that mountain defle, and bis feat
ures wore deatbly paleness, while cold
tremor convulsed his frame, and he started
at the least sound.
The rustiing of leaf, or the night
winds. as they swept through the droop-
ing boughs of the cypress, would cause
him to shudder, aud glance wildly around,
as though fearful lest he were betrayed.
His capture, his trial. and execution pass
ed hurriedly before his mental vision, and
caused him to shudder as he thought of
his fearful end
Nearly an hour has passed, and yet be
ccnes not, he murmured, springing to his
feet, and walking hurriedly along the do
file; but ere he bad gained half the dis
taace, the tall form of Selim met bis view.
His face was ashy pale, and the sweat
stood in big drops upon his forehead.
Morah. have you seen him 2 gasped
the frightened Cassim, while an express
ion of painful earnestness rested on his
features
We arc betrayed fell from Selim's
lips, and lie staggered towards a tree
Seize the dogs, and bear them away
cried a voice at the opening of the defle.
1t was Aleppo, their chief, and the next
moment they were bound, and taken to
the eneamr.l ent
The first golden beams of the day god
were gliding the mountain peaks as a
group assembled on high cliff that over.
looked the white tents of the brigand
band In front stood the two mutineers
Their heads were uncovered, and their
hands were bound behind them, while a
wild, haggard expression was stamped up
on their features
Haman, the hour has arrived spoke
the chief, addressing herculean framed
man who stood near the prisoners, leaning
on a Leavy broad sword.
%. spare me, spare me- gaspcd Cassim,
falling on his knees before his chief
Say thy prayers to Allah, not to me,
for you are standing on the death cliff for
the last time lit was thus called on
account of its being the place where all
the executions took place
%, for Allah's sake, spare me- still en-
treated the trembling wretch, while his
features became pallid with fear.
Cassim, thy sentence is passed. mildly
replied Aleppo.
Yet. o spare me for my aged mothers
sake IefcDduce even now SUc Is tul1R-
ing of me, and anxiously waiting my re-
turn. | can see her now, her silyered
locks floating on the wind as she hastens
to meet me- And then, again, as she
learns Of her child's death, her head bent
in grief, and tears, hot tears streaming
from her eyes, and
His farther utterance was broken off by
the voice of Selim, who had managed to
free his hands.
Fool coward cease thy prati-e,, and
die like a brigaud, be cried, and, grasping
Cassim in bis vice. like grasp. with one
bound he sprang from the cliff ere any
could prevent him
A moment after. when the brigands
gazed into the chasm below, nothing save
a sbapelcss mass OF flesh met their view;
the three mutineers we're no more
(To BE cosrIyuFp.)
~ It is law which God has made,
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