Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1864-08-31

from his shadowy hiding-plaee on the
gay festival; in which his eyes beheld
one form alone. How brief seems the
retrospect of one year of happinessl How
sad, how interminable, seems the space
of time, in anticipation, when we know
that at its close some long looked-for
bliss will be obtained-some cherished
hope realized
selim bought steed, the whitest and
the swiftest of the province, and he soon
loved it dearly, for it seemed to be liy-
ing link GUhhecting him with Ada.
He daily three times traversed the
valley, and thrice he forded the deep and
foaming river: he saw not his love, he
received no token from her) bit if his
eyes did not deceive him, he occasionally
saw female form on the summit of her
fathers tower, and a snOw-white scarf
was sometimes waved as he speeded rap
idly through the valley.
To. Ada the year passed slowly, anx-
iOusly; often did she repent Of her in
| junction to the MOor, when the sky was
dark and stormy, and when the torrents
from the mountains had rendered the
Jumna impetuOus and dangerous. Then
on her knees on the rajah's tower, she
would watch for her lover, dreading at
one moment lest fear should make him
abandon both her and the enterprise,
and then praying that he might foTsake
both, rather than encounter the terrors
of that foaming flood! Soon she saw
him speeding from the dark forest; he
plunged fearlessly into the river; he
buFsted with its waves; he gained the
opposite shore} again and again she saw
him brave the difficulty, again he con
quered it and again it was to be ahcoun-
tered. at length the annual festival ar
rived; the gardens were adorned with
garlands, and resounded with music and
gladness. Selim stood beneath the sha-
dow Of the wide-spreading tree.
He saw crowds assemble, but he heed
ed them not; he heard the crash of Gym
balls and the measured beat Of kettle
drums. The rajah passed near him with
his officers and armed attendants, apa
these we're. followed by troop of dam
sells then came Ada, the rajah's daugh-
ter. The was no longer the trembling,
bashful girl he had seen at the last festi-
val. Proudly and self-possessed she
walked, the queen of the procession, her
form gIittering with Kingdoms wealth
of diamonds. Selim's heart sunk within
him.
she is changed-she will think no
more Of me he involuntariEy exclaimed.
But at that moment her dark eye CLAN
ced toward his hiding place.
She spoke to her attendants, and the
procession paused as she approached the
tree alone, and affected to gather some Of
its leaves.
Are you faithful?' said she in low
tone; nayi wrong you by the question
I have seen that you are so, if you have
courage as you have eonstancy, you are
mine and 1 am yours-hush-where is
your stesd2
Selim held its bridle-rein.
Then in your hands I place my hap
piness,' she added, these gems shall be
our wealth, and your truth my trust
away awayP
Selim il an instant bore Ada to the
back of his Arabian, and ere the rajak
and his attendants were aware she had
quilted the cavaloade; swift as the wind
he bore her from the gardens. H'a
The pursuit was instantaneous, and
utt6rihg curses and indignant reproaches,
the rajah and hundred of his armed
followers were. soon close at the heels of
the fugitives.
Follow followp cried the foremost,
Eve gain upon them, we will tear her
from the grasp of the Mohammedan-
They approach the rivers bank, and tur-
bulent as it now is, after the storm Of
yesterday, they will either perish in its
waters or We will seiVe them on its
brink
Still they gained upon them; the space
between the pUrsuers and the pursued
became smaller and smaller, and the re-
capture Of Ada seemed certain. When
10! to the astonishment of those who
followed him, Selim's well-trained steed
plunged into the foaming torrent, battled
bravely with the waves, bore his burden
safely through them, and bounding up
the opposite bank, continued his fight.
Tho PUrsUers stood baffiod on the riy-
er's bank their horses having been train
ed to no such feat as that they had just
witnessed, it would have been madness
to have plunged amid the eddying whirl-
pool Of the swollen Jumna.
Every tale should have its moral
What then shall be said of mine, which
records the triumph of disObedient
child in q secret, unauthorized attach
ent?-aItempOrary triumph which rare