Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1855-02-14

stone oehch on which they had been sit
ting, and relapsed into moody silence.
lnez-for the reader is already aware
that it was the two fugitives-fet the
small hand she held in hers tremble vio-
lently as the rude remarks of the soldiers
fell on their ears aud she feared lest
the half drunken guards would fulfil their
words.
Fear not, Ella, but let me lean more
on your arm spoke the maiden as they
gained the street
All, Inez, would that we were safe at
the home of Ali
We shall soon be there, and then all
will be WELL
May the saints protect US T half sigh
ed the young girl
They VIII protect US. Ella, and soon we
shall be in a place of safety
May Allah grant that we may; yet
fear
Fear what, Ella p
THAT never shall see the morrow.
Why these misgivings p
{ know not, Inez; yet there is voice
within that tells me this
You are i'll, Ella and the long ride last
eve caused this
Nay, Inez-nay, it is not that
To what would you ascribe it, then2'
To some warning voice
Away with your fears, Ella, for we
shall soon be free
I will for your sake, Inez'
1t is well, then; wrap your robe closer
around you, and let me lean rore on your
arm added the maiden, fastening on
The fair girl silently obeyed the in
structions, and soon a turn in the street
hid them from view.
Near the southern suburbs Of the city
stood the costy palace Of Nadir Ali, one
of Persia s richest mobiles. 1t was n cost
ly structure, its front supported by lofty
marble columns. while at each side of the
entrance stood large lion of bronze fast
ened by chains Of gold The floors were
paved with marble, and the lofty halls
were darkened by the heavy folds Of the
rich drapery fastened by golden bands,
while everything within the palace, and
the grounds around bespoke the sensual
ist
Within the gorgeously furnished hall,
half reclining on a divan. was the young
maiden, Sara-Ali's pet child Her eyes
were bent vacantly on the floor, aud 4
shade of anxiety rested Oh her fair white
brow
Rachel spoke The young girl to
dark visaged woman who stood near her,
aud whose dark olive colored complexion
showed that Arab blood flowed in her
veins Rachel, has any tidings been
brought Of Hubert? g
None. Sara, save that be is to die on
the morrow and as the woman spoke
fendish smile played over her tarkened
yisage.
Alb. Rachel, say not thus 1t cannot
be that Hubert is to die on the morrow
1t is some dream. some idle fancy
1t is no dream. no delusion, Sara
oh. speak not thus-Allah. would not
suffer this, that my poor brother should
die so young, and by the lion
1t is an easy death
An easy death, Rachel =
Ay, an easy death for the lion is not
long in consuming his prey
As the woman spoke there was a dark
unearthly smile playing over her features.
and her small grey eyes seemed to spar
kle with an inward joy.
Rachel. do you wish to make me more
able than what [ nov am 2
As the fair girl spoke she cast re-
proachful glance on the woman, and her
dark beamine eyes were fixed earnestly
on her wrinkled face.
But she saw no signs of pity on that dark
visage but only cold unfeeling smile.
Nav, Sara, I would not make you
more wretched or unhappy, she at length
said in the same cold tone
But has not the king decreed that he
should die p
He has, Rachel
Then why weep? why not be com
forted ?;
Rachel. did you ever have brother 2
The woman was silent. and tear gath
cred in her eyes. and rolled do-Fn her dark
cheek. The young girl had touched
tender cord in that heart, for she had
recalled the loved scenes Of childhood
back to life, and its sweet memories had
softencd her heart and she visited IN
her wild Imagination her childhood home
again. and frolicked with her brother in
the tangled wildwood, whispered her tale
of love to her mountain lover, and in her
wild fancy painted to her loved mother
her bright dreams of the future
Sara noticed the tear that trickled
down the woman's cheek. and then she
knew that she had touched her heart.
Why thus silent, Rachel p she asked
in her artless manner. Have | wound
ed your feelings or brought back to your
mind again the cherished scenes OF the
past p !
I was thinking of my loved brother
replied the woman, turning away to hide
her emotion.
Then you, too, have brother, Ra
ohei ]?
I had, Sara. but Allah alone knows
where he may be-
Then have you not seen him of late 2
Nay, have not. for long years have
fed since we parted
PRAY. Rachel, tell me somewhat Of
the past for it will make me forgetfnl of
nv own sorrow for a moment.
The woman hesitated for moment