Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1855-01-31

Luuii, uashiDS up to the terrlhed sol
diers.
The orders were quickly obeyed, ant
ere the monk was lost to view, Ludin ane
his men spurred on in pursuit
Dark night cfme on, and the wind howl
ed dismaliy through the tall forest trees
yet still they dashed madly on, the pursu
!er and pursued
Chapter IV.-The witch OF the Wave.
The blood red sun had just began &C
dip IN the western wave, and heavy black
clouds were rolling themselves up into the
ink black vault of heaven, while the wind
came sweeping in ftful gusts from the
north, chasing the white spray far before it.
The foam crested pillows dashed with a
dull, heavy roar on the sharp crags and
rocks, while ever and anon the wild, red
lightning shot along the sombre hued
clouds, followed by heavy peals of thun-
der-heralding the near approach of the
Storm God.
Afar on the Iashing SURGE struggling
with the warning elements, could be seen
the faint outlines of gallant ship. as she
bravely careened over the broad, dark bo-
som of the mighty deep.
Her snow-white canvass was spread to
the free breeze and she rode the pillows
with bewitching ease and grace. She
was headed towards the mouth of the
Kizil Ozan, yet it was evident that ere
she could gain half the distance, the storm
would be upon her.
Upon her forward deck stood Hashan
| Al Khad. the Black Infdel, his fine SYM
metrical form attired in a costly Persian
garb
He was of medium height, and his feat
ures, which were of manly beauty, wore
an expression of deep anxiety, while his
dark, flashing eyes eagerly swept the broad
expanse of waters.
Near him stood a youth who was gazing
earnestly towards the land. Scarce fifteen
summers had left their traces upon his
countenaace His form, though muscular,
was slender and we'll moulded, while his
features were of that rich, Persian beau
ty that distinguishes the inhabitants of
the east.
His mild blue eyes, which were partly
shaded by his long auburn hair, that hung
unconined save by blue silk cap in the
form of casque, shone with the fire of
intellect, and upon his fair, white brow.
the Gods had imprinted the stamp of
greatness, while his rich Persian dress
we'll became his noble form
The storm will soon be upon US, Hash
an spake the youth in a manly tone,
glancing at the sable hued clouds that
darkened the sky.
Il fear it viii overtake US, Iago, ere we
are prepared Cor it, returned the corsair
chief, while the shade that rested upon his
brow grew darker.
Would it not be better to take in the
sails, II asian p
L hope to gain the mouth of the river
ere it overtakes US
1t were vain hope, for the storm is
even now ready to break upon us
A large wave broke over the deck at
this moment, and the corsair chief was
washed over into the sea.
But he had hardly reached the water
before the youth was by his side, and by
means of rope which the youth had
caught as he sprang to the rescue, they
were saved
Allah be praised uttered the youth,
as they were drawn up on to the vessels
deck
'Iago = and Hashan caught the youth
warmly by the hand, while hot tears
coursed their way down his manly cheek
The first moments Of thrilling excite
ment over, and the corsair gave out bis
orders in hurried, agitated voice.
The sails were taken in and every ythine
was secured just as the tempest swept
over the sea
This is fearful storm, yet how grand
it is spahe the youth, approaching the
corsair chief, who stood by the helms man
gazing into the dark water.
1t is, indeed grand, Iago, yet it brings
sad thoughts to my mind replied Hashan
casting glance fraught with the deepest
affection on the youth.
| Danish them and let us be more cheer
full
Il could feel more cheerful if Zelia
were here to Danish my sorrows with hel
sunny smiles
'Ah. Zelia, fair one, may Allah protect
thee on this fearful night, added the you'll
while shade rested on his handsome fea
lures.
Then you have not forgotten Zelia
Iago,' quickly asked the corsair, while &
smile lit up his face.
Forgotten her, Hashan
Gay, yet why iterate p
Think you l could cease to think O.
one whom [ love-love SC wildly p
Nay, think you would not, Iago, ye
she is only the child of an astrologer.'
And | am
The corsair remained silent, and he be
came strangely agitated.
The youth was about to speak, but b.
checked his utterance, for at that instan
his gaze rested Oh the anguish wrough
features of the corsair chief, whose dark
piercing eyes were fixed earnestly on him
a shade of sadness rested on his hand
some countenance, and his neither lip 9uiv
cred with some strong emotion.
Would that the veil that hides from
me the past might be raised, that l Nigh
know who my parents are,' half unused tn
youth. in thoughtful tone.
| 'Iagop fell upon the youths ears, il
whispered accents, and the next momen
Il IL g. Sc lofo