Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1868-04-23
BY Eaouard Laboulaye.

people shft femme me OF the heroes OF
Homer Their war scpgs are epic poems !;
and tSefr tales have the freshness and
grace of The marvellous stories of the East
The following is ore OF he most celebrsted
ones, lately told by an old spinning woman
Of the bsukscf fie Serawa 10 Fouk Stev-
anoyitch. - ~ 49, 80
There oncs lived = hunter at X roujeyatz
by the rsrre YsuSo Lsz irevitch. He
was the King OF me mountain. Though
bis sole p-ooerty was q litlo cottage eur
rounded by a garGen,r he LIVED there in
peace sEd plenty NTH lis vie and child.
His bees rave him honey ard his t,lum-
trees gave The best brandy IN the country;
and, thanks 10 his c8rabjne, game was
never wanted on his table The rich have
fields, mires and treasures !; Tanko had the
forest - himself The hares, ,roebucks
and deer for ten miles round belonged to
him; and when =, Beg rade, " iini Pesth,
and even 'Cers'sntinopie,1 men desired
fine skin of The T. x-or The bear. they ad-
dressed .themseigrs To Zone o.her than
Yanko, the hunyer Of Kreuisvs'z a.rls.,
Happiness is ike the 4 ,msrof the fields
lit withers IN a tay. In beautiful
autumn night Ealko was on, the watch
when be spi>d. = Strange light in the dis
lance. The Trees OF The fozest were lighted
up one by one SIS if from the flames as
furnace, and then fell again, into the
shadow as the light Continued to advance
At the sane time he heard the sound If
heavy treai and the cracking of the
branches. SO - 49, 80 =
To quit his cover aud rush forward was
the work ofAan Instant Suddenly there
issued fem the wood q huge nam, whose
eyes shot lire, and whore fleece gliitered
like the rays OF the sun Ysnko raised
his caIsbine, but the animal pushed on
him like lightning ard dashed him 10 the
ground - .ass .sda1I
The next m o.nins at day break the wood
choppers on TIER way to work found the
poor hunter stretched lifeless and already
cold ID death. His breast wss pierced with
two deep wourds, from which his blood
and life had ebbed. The wocd-choppers
bore toe body CT the;T brave comrade back
10 the town, where he was buried, and all
wasover. In the happy abode, which so
LATELY bad rung with Yankos merry
shouts. naEght was to be hesrd bat the
means OF hls widow AMI The sobs of his
child. ra- $50 -. t.-e 80.
Gay or sad the years pass by, bearing
with them our pleasures and our pains.
Stoian, the son of Yanko, grew to be man.
and his first desire was TO become hunter
He had his fathers blood in his veins, and
while still child. his greatest delight had
been to see and handle the carabine that
was hanging on the wall But when he
entreated his mother 10 give him this fatal
weapon and let him go into The forest the
poor woman burst into tears
No, nv chili." she said, "for no money
IN the world would give you this carsbine.
l have already lost my husband do you
want me TO lose my sons' ra's
Stoian held his peace and kissed his
mother; but the .Iext day he returned to
the attack, and wss sotender and caressing,
and promised so strongly TO be prudent,
that he ended by having his way. s..,
LAZY II The morning Stoian FASTENED TO
the mountain,- Intoxicated with delight
He hunted all day, and at evening sought
cover at the very place where his father
had died. - ..........
The night svas dark, and the Dung, tired
hunter was giving way, despite himself, to
sleep, WHEN he was awakened by a loud
noise He spitd q strange light; lie saw
The trees OF The torest lighted up one after
the other, as II from flaming furnace, and
he heard a heavy tread and the noise of
cracking branches. Without quitting his
cover Stoisn aimed his csrabine and con-
menced himself 10 Gcd. Suddenly there
Issued from the wood huge ram, whose
eyes shot fire, and whose fleece glittered
N the rays OF the SUM- - 80, 3. -,
"Stoianl Stoienr' IL cried, 81 have
killed thy father. and have come to kill
thee"
Not so" answered the youth: "wi,h
Goes help shsll kill thee instead.p.A
And he took aim so well that the ami
NAL, struck between the eyes, fell back and
rolled on the ground =. =, 49,. ~.
Stoian threw himself on the animal and
stabbed 1t tothe heart. He had just begun
70 strip OF us fleece, when q tall woman
with raven tresses and se:-green eyes ap-
peared q. bis side. TWAS the fairy of the
forest, the Via of the mountain "a
Stoian, said she, /" thou hast delivered
me from an enemy take my hand 4 am
thy sister. Whenever thou modest aid
think OF me-" - - lstf 'ffs
- The young hunter thanked tie lady and
returned to kreujevatz, happy and proud
OF his hunting expedition. The golden
fleece, suspended on the wall, lighted up
the whole room. Men fiocked from ali
parts Of the province to admireit. Stoian
was pToei aimed king of the mountain.
like bis father before him; and all the
young girls smiled on him as he passed
BIZ. .4IEs1s4 q II va zseTT
At this time the Tufk-whem God con-
stoundi-was master Of Servia Reschid,
the facha of Belgrade, was ane K january.
who. perhaps, had been brave IN his day
but he wss now nothing but o selfish and
coarse Old man, who passed his life in
drinking, slaoking.-end sleeping To aid
hlm IN &c evening apeoplewhose language,
religion, and customs be despised, he had
BY his side a renegade from rone knew
where, one fofzthos6 miscreaats without
faith or law, who liyed by rspine alone.
Yacoub-for such wss the name of this
honest man-had low brow, weasel eyes.
nose hooked Ike the beak of an eagle.
and ten fngersmcres hooked than his nose.
OK ali the wofds IN the language, the, one
mat he knew best was toke which he con-
Jugated at al times ard In all ways As to
tne word restore, he was ignorant. of il.
Nay Eosis teach 1t to him eiernally In the
internal abode - z,,.'S--s - I
There isa common proverb that Turk
makes more hsvoc than ten vo,v.. e,,d
that, in Iiis respect, q renegade is eou.l to
len Turks-Yscoub did not belle the nro-
verb. One day when Reschid went tn
kroujevaiz on hunting expedition, va.
coub, according to custom, set about col.
letting the taxes for his own profit To
do him justice, however, he did give some
portion TO his master, who gave none to
the Sultan.
Ou tHtSIllg OlOianS mouse the rene
gade's eyes were dszzled by the golden
leece. His eyes spsrkled with greed, and
ms hands ciencaed convuisively.
My son" said be to the hunter, "this il
q beautiful thing. The Pachs should
know all the beasts of the forest carry
him tue fleece OF this ram 1t Belongs 70
him"
:: The fetce is mine" answered Stoian:
shall give it to no one"
"Who speaks to thee about giving ?" I'd
joined the renegade. with the great Of
the earth every gift is an exchange. TIE
pacha fhu =