The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1867-06-29
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The summer was beautiful. and tho Boy cY-
ulted in the, success. of his experiments.
Wherever he had directed the husbm,dry, all
seemed to be more luxuriant thap in the whole
range..of the land beside. But, one cvcl,ing.
the SIN plunged into belt of clouds which
mounted rapidly from the Mediterranean The
wind rose in wild gusts-'night, sudden, chill
and -starlcss, covered the mountain forests as
with pail, under which the work &c death
,yassto gosoa disturbed spcasantr were
j5used from their sleep By the. roar of Sudden
torrents, the thuuderstornns set their mosques
iq q blaze, the. Lightning riasd and scattered
the ancient trees which for centuries h d hcen
the shelter Of. their cottages; all was ruin
When 1av rose, slow, sad, and imperfect, Sl,c
landscape e. and eide was one scene of dc So
iation But if ali werc sufferers. the chief
havoc fell upon the unlucky cApcrimeiitt'ailsts'
Of the Bey. \ new process by which the iSnd
was to bo pr;,.::s:cd for tenfold harvest in
the ensuing year, had stripped the soil Of its
usual autumnal covering Of shrubs, weeds and
copse. The wind and rain had taken full ven
geance on the attempt to disturb the old plan
Tho soil was torn up to the worry bowels, and
the Boy was to find his palace surrounded by
the multitude in Q state of Instruction.
charging him with their calnmities, depoun-
cling his rashness as the cause of the suf,
ferings which had fallen on the soiP from
angry heaven; and demanding bread. The
Bey was overwhelmed. The cry of multi
itude was not to be resisted. Yet how was he
to remedy: the suEefiugs of thousands? He
gave them all that his palace contained. It fed
a few fora day! he sold his jewels! all was.
but drop in the sand. The popular cry was
raised louder still, when it was discovered that
the Bey's liberality was increased in proper
tion to tho clamor: He was embarrassed and
turned to the young Scribe in his anxiety.
"Stopv was the brief answer !; but the spirit
of Mustapha was not made to stop in anything.
Liberal, eager and lofty, he determined to
show himself superior to this emergency. He
now proceeded to strip himself of all that
could bo turned into value, The populace
lived. week in lazy luxury, and liked this style
of life so well, that they determined to con-
tinue it as long as they were able. They at
length used threats; those revolted the high
mind of the Bey; ho drove thom from the
palace gates. That night he was reused by a
knocking at his chamber door. AS he opcned
his eyes, a broad glare of light burst across
thep. He looked. out from the easement; a
wing of his palace was in flames; and some
thousands of the peasantry were hinging
torches and combustibles- on the remaining
wing while a host. of womon with children in
their arms, were excaming against 'tlle ty-
rant who had starved. them" Mustapha
grasped his scymctar, and would have rushed
out among tho ingrates. He was checked by
a .gentlo but firm hand. 1t was the young
l'Scribe's.
"Your 'timo is not yet como to bc torn to
pieces by 'a,rabblc," said Lo; ''follow me-"
"And leave those heartless wretches unpun-
ishodS". was tho quick exclamation of the
Boy, l
"Better leave anything, than leave your own
head on their pikes,.' was the cain, answer, as
the Scribe led him, almost uncohscio,tsly, down
ea dark corridor which opened on the palace