The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1858-03-11

My love for thee, Isabelle. There
danger, and would shield thee from it
What danger?' asked the favorite
pointing him to a seat beside her on tn
purple couch.
'Fhe Zegris knows Of our love, and be
fore to-morrow's sun burns upon Grens
da's battements, Mohammed's ear vii
have drank in the treacherous tale, am
we are lost
But ! can intercede; Mohammet
loves me-
He hath his loves, but the hate 0
hates is stronger far. We must flee tn
city before the morning chimes
No, Abdallahi it were vain; and oh
what fate would be reserved for thee!'
'Then, thou wilt not?'
Il cannot!'
oh, Isabelle l thought thou loyeds
me better far than this. Bnt now
DO not love thee fonlly--madly?
exclaimed the passionate beatty, twining
her lohg, slender arms about lis neck.
L will stay and brave his wrath, con-
tinued the young noble, yebtmenty
Death, in its most fearful ShapS were
preferable to life without thee. III hurl
derision at his threats. Live, IsaAelle,
live happily but when am gone-wlen
thou nearest the falling of the axe--te-
member that loved thee--perhaps to
fOndly.'
For moment she sat gazing abstract
edly, like yexed child, upward at the
swinging censers that were casting their
haze of wiry gold upward among the ar
abesQuic carvings of the jeweled dome;
then, with low cry, she pressed her
lips to his.
'Abdallah, she murmurcd, it was for
thy sake, not mine. But lead me where
thou wilt. If death follow, it shall find
US BOTH
Tenderly he drew her to his bosom,
till her heart throbbed convulsvely
against his own.
'Glrd this cloak about thee, dearest
he murmured, tenderly, and all shall yet
De well.
But while yet the words were hot upon
lis lips, the door was hurled inward
rom its hinges, and a band of Moorish
bearing bambeauv, rushed in
md surrounded him.
'Abdallah, the Abencerrage, in the
ame of our gracious king, l command
hee TO surrenderl'
Never, while | have life,' shouted he,
rawing his sword and motioning them
ack from the shrieking girl.
Soldiers, dc. your duty!' Numbered the
thcr.
Back to your kennels, dogs, or No
lie is hereP shouted the king, strid-
g around in his purple robes; Traitor,
e is here. Seize them, guards, and
ear them to the dungeons beneath the
llace.'
Hold, Mohammed owest thou not my
ICE some debt Of gratitude =
What debt owe l to a traitorous
rood?'
who raised thee from thine exile to
renada's Ghone? Z? Who barred their
,soms to the foe that thou might'st
ign oIer them? Did the Abencerrag-
stint one drop of their half royal blood,
at thou highest be a king! Tell me, s
ohammed owest thou not some little |
altitude for all this?' ,
Away with them, l say, and on your a
ads, keep close watch upon them - 0
nd guards throughout the city, and n
ng each of his race in shackles before b
J. There is treason in the brood, and f
shall be crushed before it springeth TO
rfect life y.
Enough, false king shouted the Aben- ir
rage, and here, | scorn thee and thy j
wer. Come on, and see how a man -,
| die 70
Seize him, say yelled the monarch, IN IN
face purple with I've fierce passions =,
t ran riot in his bosom. a. =,
rhe guards bounded forward, and ere :" ~
dallah could make single thrust, his 10
ord was shattered from lis grasp and, III III
by numbers, liz was borne "
.he dungeons c,
And now, continued Mohahmed, turn. H.,
to Isabelle, with a fearful scowI,- I'
lat wouldst thou say in eypation of 'b IN
J thine oaense?' Ot
sire, was the lowreply. ~,
What, hast thou not a prayer for my Ste
givenesSg ~,
crave it not!' iin m
he king bit his lip. IN IN
Listen! he spdhe in tone 81 fearfully ~,
a, that tho fair girl instinctiyeiy start on C"'
listen! have raised thee above all H." T..
RS of thy sex; have made thee queen -
all; and now, that thou hast betray- -
ny trust, there shall be no torture too
iisjte for thee, l dogged the fool SUI
ughout the gardensj l watched him Sic
q sealed the tower; ] listened to the AM
words of passion, aud be shall die TOP
pare himl crisd sbe. throwing her. ant
at his feet, sfarefbut him, and l sto
die without a mpENlr. ma
pare hm?..SchoA }he king, with a ane
i. 'Ask}thoa me- first " tear the he
lis from my CROWN, to glitter on the IN
iers Of the Christian dogs, Nay, by net
nsG!re ,..hgtaEe grroY' 8 sun hath son
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