Spirit of the times. [volume] (Ironton, Ohio) 1853-1858, 1855-05-15

~ ~~''''t ~ wv ""osSs shNht
that the town is in tho hands Of the
Russians" suid tho man.
"WelI, what then?" interrupted Cath.
crime.
"Thal all tho inhabitants are prison.
crs and If you pursue your route, you
will also be taken prisoner"
"Thaok you for your advice, but my
father and bencfoctor is in town and |
am determined TO share his fate, what.
ever il may be-"
$50 then, and God preserve you !"
answered tho man.
She had not proceeded far before an
officer demanded her name.
Catherine" she quickly replied, 81
am the adopted child OF tho pastor
Skovronski."
"lhou ar, Livonian," said the
officer. "Livonia belongs now to our
Czar, Peter !, Of Russia you are, there
fore, a prisonsf."
"rouch nc not" said Catherine, her
beautiful dark eyes flashing. 81 return.
ed to Maricnbsrs to find my adopted
father. Coniuct mo to HMM his
house-in dungeon--no matter where,
so that | may fad him."
As the officer did not seem disposed to
comply with her request, she .nquir:
ed, "Who is your General 7"
Seen. Schere metief," was the reply.
81 wish, then, TO speak to the Gsner.
al"
In few moments, as the Cossack
officer was inquirjng where the General
could be founl, an old woman, preceiv.
ing her, uttered lou'l cry Of despair.
30, my dear child. you will see your
protector no more. He died on the
battlefield by Russian bullet, while
in the act Of binding up the wounds Of
a poor soldier. He is cad-my poor
MASTER" This old lady was the ser.
want Of Skovronski.
Catherine turned pale a, this sad in.
telligencc, and inquired, "Have you,
then left him there without help :"
The officer babe her follow him, and
he soon introduced her into the generals
tent. She threw herself at Scheremetief's 5
feet, and with her ,upliflel hands, cx.
claimed ga grace, General, for PHYS
sake, gracc!"
"What does the child want 7" inquit
cd the General Of the officer.
"She wishes to speak to you"
alt is true" replied Catherine. "l
have learne that my father and pro
tector is among the dead. Dear pastor
Skovtonski. The favor ask is TO be
allowed to seek for his body, that it may
f be properly buried"
The tone of her voice was so peculia
and her countenance so commanding
yet so ingenious, that the General wa:
5 moved at the sight of her youth and
{ courage, and said, "the camp is situated
outside of the walls; if | grant your re
t quest, what guarantee shall have tina
: you will not try to escape?"
"My word! !" replied Catherine, in
nocenlly.
$50, them" said the General, "bu
remember your promise 10 roturn, fol
, you belong TO me-"
On leaving the tent, she soon met thu
pasers old servant. "Come" said she
taking her hand, "show me the place
where you saw him fall"
The night was dark, and it was will
difficulty they could see their way. They
soon came upon field covered with the
bodies of the slain, while the cries tha
arose told that many were still alive
! 1t was, indeed, scene Of horror.
was dark, and how could she distinguish
: her bene(aclor Soon soldier appear
ed with lantern, which he kindly Of
: fered her, but advising her to discon,in
: ue her search till morning. This she a
. once declined.
"But," said tho brave soldier, "yo,
l are not formed to be slave, though {
1 general may be your master. You ar
: now beyond the camp; no person cal
: see you. Fly! If you want money
e here it is."
t "Fly! when have given him m,
word not to do 500"
"The word Of girl without nams
0 without birth, is Of little consequence
| onjure you to fly"
Catherine remained unmoved, and re
!. solved to fulfill her promise. The searcl
> for the poor pastor was continued. ant
: in few moments he was found, nearly
senseless, and quite speechless. Ate
several attempts he family whispere'
!. where am | 7"
i "Wth your friends" replied Ca,he
rine-"with your little Catherine"
A little cordial being administered
Q he revived, and was soon carried home
e on litter. His wounds were dressed
II and all possible assistance rendered t
the wounded pastor. Catharine wa
i overioyed to see her dearest friend $
II comfortable.
: The good cid man had learned tha
y his dear child was prisoner, and thi
q grieved him much.
at is all right" said Catherine, :"
e | had not been taken a prisoner, shoul
q not have been carried before the Genel
al, and would have missed seeing you
" servant, who told me Of your death
t. and, had not seen her should ne,
o er thought Of seeking for you on the ba
|. tle.feld."
IS "Now," said Catherine, "my de,
henefa ciur. bless ma. your moor child Il