The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1867-08-02
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.syes, truly but il is d great sac
I rifce you have made; and yet my
loss is ten times greaters;.". and tho
4 old man wept bitterly.
Us! yes, she; said .us l'n continued
\ Feodore, needless of his father' tears.
just then O man ntered, with q
{ request that they should at once re-
pair to the palace OF the Connt,i a
request which they obediently obey.
= My children, said the Count, as
they entered the apartment, s'I have
sent for you to learn from your own
lips whether it is true what my
daughter has just told me. For no
5 one shall sacrifice himself for me
agaist his own will. Let me then
hear, good Nicholas, first from your
lips, whether your sons determina-
lion to accompany me into exile
! meets with your sanction?"
''Yes, gracious master, the lad is
but discharging his duty; and even
though none are left to end my
dying bed, 1 bless him for it.
ssAnd you, Feodore, resumed the
Count, turning to the young man,
"pause, reflect well. You are leaving
life, good position, wealth. an aged
and beloved father, for living death,
o miserable existence-for slavery.
Better stay with him! What, no!
Then accept my thanks--my bless
ing-for your noble conduct. See,
my friends, let us drink together,
us three, parting goblet" and with
hn oil l>o
with sparkling wine, and handed it
to Nicholas.
:. "To the due fufillment of your
duties, my son, ''.said the old man,
turning towards Feodore, rs he drain
ed the goblet to the dregs.
Again the Count filled it, and
handed it to Feodore; who, sinking
Z on his knees and raising the cup
aloft, said in solemn tones:
SIN the name of the Holy Trinity,
l swear to be true and faithful
servant to you and your daughter"
"Then, tomorrow, at day break, I
rob you of your dearest treasure on
earth, old friend" said the Count,
much moved at the affecting scene.
"Till then, farewell! I have much
to arrange"
When father and son had once moro
returned to their humble dwelling,
Feodore, who had been wrapt in
deep thought, suddenly exclaimed:
"You are witness, father, that I
consented to follow them before she
said eus, did / not?"
DOUBTLESS; but why this question?
1t was not the daughter, surely, you
would follow?"
Enough, enough! you are witness
that 1 pressed the thorn to my bosom
before I perceived that there was n
rose budding on it's stem. Alas, ia
ther, I love her!"
''You dream, Feodore," replied his
father, amazed; remember, though
in Siberia, she will still be countess,
and you but goldsmith's nppren-
tice. Beware, lest you change her
fathers blessing into curse; yours
she can never be-"
"Mine," answered Feodorc, who
was amazed; chow can you think
ever presumed so far? To live for
her, to die for her, will be my highest
happiness
A strange and awful occurrence
took place that night in ST. Peters
burg. Whom the sun arose the next
morning, its rays shone on tho En-
peror Pauls murdered body. OF
course, in the tumult that ensued,
but little heed was given to the full
tillment or revocation of the late
Czar's commands. There was new
master to please now; even Count
s. forgot his own sorrows in the
whirl of excitement That very day
he was summoned to appear at court
he obeyed, and to his surprise, in
stead of finding that his sentence of
banishment was to be carried into
effect, the Emperor b do him draw
near, and graciously offered his hand