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

drawing his sword and rushing to the
companion way.
But ere he reached it he was confronted
by Zara with his comrades.
Fiend,' cried the chief, springing at
I'll e mutineer. with his drawn sword. now
de
! The corsair's heavy blade fell, but cara
fsnded off the blow, and the next moment
she chief lay bleeding on the deck. with a
half dozen blades flashing above his
head but at that instant the youth, with
his friend Ghur. flew to the rescue Two
fell by lagos heavy blade and again his
bright scimetar flashed over the head of
the mutineer chief, and the next moment
he lay bleeding corpse on the deck
Neither was Ghur idle, for his trusty
blade was dealing out death around him
Allah is with us, cried the youth,
fighting ike lion over the PROSTATE form
of the corsair chief, and his reeking blade
carried death at every stroke.
The others OF the crew now came to the
rescue and crowded &c the side of the boy
warrior.
The sea was wrapped in darkness, and
the wind blew more fereely than ever,
while the rain fell in torrents, yet still
they fought on, with the deck slippery
with human gore.
The ruddy glare of the torches cast a
CHASTITY light around on that scene of
death, revealing the mangled and disfg
ured forms of those who had fallen in the
fray.
| sOmar to the rescue 7 shouted Iago,
waving his reeking blade, and the corsairs
fought with renewed vigor, while the mu-
tineers began to waver.
Down with the fends 7 cried voice
| that caused the mutineers to tremble. 1t
was the corsair chief, and his sabre was
telling fearfully with his foes.
| Quarter, quarter at length cried the
mutineers, and the work of death was
stopped while they were chained and fast
ened below.
The storm had now passed off, and the
Witch of the Wave rode gracefully on the
dark waters Her snow white canvass was
again spread to the breeze, and she enter
ed the mouth of the river just as the first
golden beams of the King of Day were
gliding the far off mountain peaks.
| Upon low couch in the cabin lay the
form of the boy warrior. A deep cash
disfgured his left cheek, and his features
were pale and wan; yet he needed not the
pain caused by the wound, now that Hash
an was safe for to him life would have
been stripped Of all its charms, had the
corsair fallen in the fray for they had
| learnt to love each other--that fair boy
and the stern chief, and they lived but for
each other.
All around bespoke of magniicence -
! The floor was covered with rich Persian
carpet, and drapery of rich silks of every
color secured by golden cords and heavily
embroidered, half concealed the couch and
| the recess of the cabin with their deep
| folds Cushions of the most elegant and
| costly material were ranged around the
floor swords, javelins and spears highly
| polished, hung upon the walls, while near
the couch was small rosewood table
inlaid with silver and pearls, upon which
was placed golden salver with silver
fagon and two goblets.
By the Youths side stood Hashan. who
seemed lost in reflective thought, and his
dark, restless eyes were bent vacantly on
the floor.
Tashan,' spake the youth, while an
expression of painful earnestness rested
on his face, does my father live p
The corsair was startled by the sudden
ness of the question, and for some time he
regarded the youth IN silepca.
20, deceive me not pleaded the youth,
half raising himself from his couch, but
tell me truly, does he live2;
/ Iagc, for my sake be calm,' returned
the corsair, dashing tear from his eyes.
Yet my father o, tell me all, all
Nay, Iago, will not tell thee now, for
it will but make you worse, yet, let the
bright star of hope cheer thy sad heart,
for you may yet see your father again 2
Ashade passed over the youth thought
full countenance, and he sank back upon
his couch, yet he noticed not the tall form
that was slowly but stealthily creeping to
his side
The assassin's dagger flashed in the
clear sunlight that streamed into the cab
in, and was even upon the breast OF the
sleeper, ere Hashan saw the danger of
the youth; but in an instant he caught
him in his vice-like grasp, and throwing
back panel in the wall he threw him out
into the dark waters-there was half
uttered shrek, a dull, heavy plunge, and
all was again silent.
Hashanp
am with thee, Iago,' and the corsalr
: returned to the youths side
Can I ever repay you tor saving my
life2'
Name it not, Iago-have you SO soon
forgotten the scene of last night 2 .
Think not of that, Hashan. Yet tell
me who, pray, was the assassin 2
He was none other than the fend Os.
mud
Think you he is one of Ashraff's men.
who are ever on our traekE
l fear so, Iago.'
'Itis indeed strange why Persia's king
should wish to have us slain, unless it is
to reclaim his power on the sea-
1T may be for that fell from the cor
sair's lips, and he spoke not again for some
; moments and then waving an adieu tc
the youth, he fastened on deck
, Chapter v.-Osmar the Serf.
THE Witch of the Wave bravely ca