The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1867-06-29
gardens, The shouts rose again, and the afhs
burst triumphantly over the gilt ou6$sss a,,;de,
Bey turned; but the eye of. the, ~ u.S So -

10y S9rheoj put sne eye OF. the, ) rp,vo of |
was on him aud he fols sa;~ v".s .sda,aa. W. ho
has, Arab chargers RsSf R the flames rosie wilder
toasthar IN: ny Is Is precious" said the Scribe,
,,,,,,'t; 1sS. sne of the horses: The Boy reluc-
t.sn mounted the other.a The Scribe gave
s.s charger Che rein. Both were instantly at
full speed, and rushing like the wind towards
the long and sandy shore Of the M Mediterranean
where il curves like. ring of gold, with Samos,
bluo and beautiful, a huge sapphire, in the rim.
- Fortwo days they wandered along the coast
until they reached the town of.Scala Nova.
The 'prospect had tho usual lovoliness of the
west of Asia: The bright stream, the noble
hills, the brilliant sea, the magnificent forests
Of Ioaia, were before his eyes; but he could
see nothing but the flames. rising over his
palace, and hear nothing but the roar of the
nngrateful multitude,
fool that I wasp he exclaimed, as he
dnshed.his handtagninst This ample forehead
"doubly fool, to expect that a generation Of
those souls of clay could understand my ntcn--
tions,"
'"Eimc is thetcachcr," said the cyoung Scribe;
'the man who does in one year what he ought
to do in ten, must have q, innstcr of his own,
who will make him pay dear for his lessons.
Try the world again" But the Bcy sccrncd
the world; and d.rcsolved on turning .dervise. or
fakeer, or hermit az p@
"Lct me CO., said the impatient exile
"wherc never Sight or sound of man will reach
me. Or let me wander. where the earth will
be all alike to inc, where in the length and
breadth IF universal brotherhood all individu-
ality is forgottcn; or let nc be the bandit of
Roumelia,' the Arab of the Zaara or the Tar
tar of tho northern wilderness Never will
be the friend, the protector, OF the prince.
| again"
In two days more, Venetian ship was to
sail for Egypt with pilgrims for sthc Holy
House. "Bcforc you make Your trial Of sol-
tude said the young Scribe, s.try how aynis
like the march to Mecca" Mustarha was i'll
difcrentt to everything; he would have marched
to China, or the moon alike, if he could, ITO
Mecca thcn,' was tic answer. And they both
went on board
The passengers were like the living cargocs,
which aro yeary thrown on Arabia, composed
of the produce Of every nation, of the Mos.
lem, Turks, Tartars, Pcrsians, Indians, be-.
levers in all the shades Of crccds which make
til map of Nlahomctanism as motley as the
,,l,.s Of Jewish garberdine. The season
was lovc,y lie sea was smooth, the wind was
fair. and with ,,2wing sheet. the vessel glidcd
from the bay, and doa:ed along the shores Of
that richest landscape Of the world Mustapha
was delighted. with the scene. All to him was
new, and novelty WAC the food OF his eager
spirit; but the sense of beauty, o. grandeur and
of the overwhelming power Of nature, ..uxuria-
ted in the perpetual magnifcence of tho sky, the
mountains and tho ocean that now expanded
fore seen the sea the Propontis was but lake
and the Bosphorus but r;ycr !; he now saw
the majesty of the Misunderstanding without
limit, sending forth the sun at dawn, as from
some .peary palace in the depths Of ocean.
and at eve, opening their bosom for his de-
scent among pavilions of purple and rose, and
closing over him with pillows of molten gold
| AS the vessel swept eastward from the Gulf
of Maori, the mountain ranges that make the
rampant of the land from the violence of the
winter storms, seemed to fly away behind him,
| light and rich colorcd as the clouds, and swift
as the clouds themselves. All was wild, fan
tastic and vivid. The marble range of the
Gulf of Maori was. followed by the promonto-
RIGS that girdle the great Gulf of Satalia.
Mustapha, without the consciousness of poet
felt the. creative thoughts of poetry !; and com
/ pared the SUBMITS of the mountains, as they
4 sparkled with incessant radiance, to crowns OF
, living jewels dropped on them from the skies
or to the thrones of spirits that stoop from the
stars to keep watch over the world The glo-
rious scene vanished, only to be followed by Il
new. multitude of all the shapes of beauty, rising
from the distant waters like hoating pearls and
Constantly spreading and ascending. until they
stood above him in gigantic heights and forms
some irowning in savage grandeur, some
clothed with sunshine like sheets of gold, some
winding away bathed in twilight like the
figures of long procession vclcd in vestures
| Of etornnl nurnlc Durinr tho wbolo vov,oe