Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1855-02-21


| trust it may, Aleppo, for thy sake
i and thine, fair one.i returned the bri.
gand, smiling fondly on the confdiug girl.
Ah you are ever mindful of me,
Aleppo.'
Should I not be, fair one q
And why2
For your kindness and love-
Aleppo, name it not, for | owe you
much
Nay, Zoe, nay, We are both debtors
True. we are, to Allah = and as the
young girl spoke pure holy smile irradi-
ated her fair features, and her lips moved
as if in silent prayer
All, Aleppo would to Allah you would
forsake these bloody men, and leave off
this wild rude life
| will, Zoe, for thy sake, but not now
Yet when2'
Ere long fair one; yet tell me, know
you where GAIA is p
| He left the tent but moment since. ,
Then [ will seek him, for he cannot be
| far distant
What, are you to leave me again so
soon. Aleppo2 murmured the fair girl,
with hewitching smile
you again ere the sunbeams cease to gild
the mountain peaks returned the bri-
gand imprinting a kiss on the young
white brow and waving an adieu, be has
tened from the tent.
But it was not GAIA that the brigand
chief sought, for, as he gained the open
air, his head dropped upon his breast, and
he seemed lost in reflective thought A
few steps brought him to the banks of a
noble stream, and for a moment he gazed
vacantly into its dark waters. He had
not remained long thus alone ere be was
joined by tall muscular built man clad
in the costume of brigand, with an open
benevolent countenance.
! GAIA, bow fares it with thee p spoke
the chiefrturning towards the Turk, while
faint smile lit up his features.
| 1t fares well with me, Aleppo,' replied
the man, and his tone seemed blended with
! sadness
Then Allah be praised, for l like not
to see the cloud resting upon your brow
/ Yet Why are you ever thus sad, GAIA q
It's the memory of the past that preys
upon my mind
Then is your life coupled with dark
crime2' kindly asked the brigand, laying
/ his hand gently on the aged mans shoul-
/ der
Nay, Aleppo, nay blessed be Allah,
| it is not; but it is another's crime that
makes ne thus sad
| Pray, what is the crime that makes
you thus unhappy 1t must be one of
the blackest die, if the sunny smiles of
Zoe fail to Danish its memory from your
mind
All. Zoe. fair one, may thy young heart
never know the sorrows that have darken-
ed thy fathers path I murmured the aged
man. musingly.
Yet, GAIA. pray tell me of the crime :
urged the chief in an earnest tone
/ It's recital would but pain you, Aleppo.'
| Nevertheless, / would bear it. GAIA
! 1t is Of my loved sister that would
speak
/ Rachel?'
( Ay. it is of her that I would speak.
I Pray then. 20 on GAIA
! You we'll know my past life, for you
have often INDUCED me in listening to the
/ oft told tale; yet the fate of my sister I
have ever kept a secret locked up in my
own breast She whom I cherished, ay.
I loved more than life, was lured from her
4 home a monk, who had STOPPED at our
encampment to refresh himself threw a
/ spell around her youDg heart and enticed
her to fly with him She at last consent
ed and fed from her childlood's home,
and all her friends. for the love Of stran-
ger. Since that evil hour We have never
met and her fate is known only TO Allah
Yet your parents, are they hvingF
Nay. Aleppo, nay they now sleep be
meath the green sods Of tile valley, and
the wild flowers bloom over their graves
Yet who. pray, was the fend who caus-
ed you all this misery g
A stranger monk
Yet do you not remember his form and
features p
All, l do, Aleppo, they are cngraven
on my hearts tablet, and only his death
will erase its memory from my mind =
As the aged brigand spoke fire flashed
from his dark piercing eyes. and his frame
bled with excitement.
/ Pray. then. describe him, GAIA
He vas somewhat above the medium
height. with a frame that bespoke great
muscular strength, and features dark and
/ forboding; while his small grey eyes shone
with deep cunning light
All, you have described him well, Ga
"a , and as the chief spoke, dark frown
settled upon his brow. 1t is that cursed
Lacquer monk
Pray. then. know you who he may be ?
All. |. too, well know the fend, GAIA
he formed a league with the grand vizier
to make the Persian youth, Iago, a cap
tive
The eorsairs protegep
/ The same
Then is he at Ispahan?'
He is, GAIA
| Allah be praised, for now. Rachel, thy
death shall be avenged. Yet for awhile
I will smother the bitter hatred in nv
breast, for came to tell Of a secret that
concerns thy life
\ Pray, then. let us hear it, Gazap
Selim and Cassim are inciting the
brigands to mutiny.'
BY the beard of the Prophet, the dogs
shall die vet how know you this p