The Irish republic. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1867-18??, 1868-02-08

the earth and jets of smoke issued and there
evident signs that the volcano dead but sleeping
SLAVE TRADE AND SLAVE LIFE IN CENTRAL ASIA
entered the tent of Khandn after the morning prayer and
found here whole company listening with the greatest
attention to the narrative of young Turkoman who was
covered with dust and dirt and whose face bore evident
traces of excitement and hardshps. He was de-
scribng in low voice. but in lively colors marauding
excursion against the Persans of the evening before in
which he had taken part Whilst he speaking the wo-
men, and slaves what must have been thoughts
of these aer squaed down around the of listeners
and many hurled at the slaves the clanking of
the chains their feet nterruptng for time the general
quiet 1t struck remarkable, that in proportion the
speaker warmed in describing the obstinate resistance of the
unfortunate people, who were fallen on unawares the lndg
nation of the audience increased at the audacy of the Per-
SLAMS not to have at once quietly submitted to being plum
derd No the narration of this great feat of arms
end when all to their feet to have look at the
spos the sight of which exces in the Turkomans breast
mixed feeling of envy and pleasure followed them like
WISE and terrible picture presented itself to my eyes, Ly
ing down the middle of the tent two Persans look
ing deadly pale and covered with cloed blood dirt and
dust man busily engaged in putting their broken
limbs into feers when of them gave loud, wild shrek
the rings of the chains being too small for him. The cruel
ankles In young children the ground
pale and trembling and looking with sorrowfu eyes towards
they onged to weep but dared look of the robber
whom they stole glance and then with their teeth
chatterng sufficient to suppress their tears In another
girl from fifteen to sixteen years old crouchng
her hair dsheveled and in confusion III not wounded"
she exclaimed in painwe voice. deeply touching This
blood is the blood OF my mother my only one ana the pest
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moher)! Thus she amented, striking her head against
the esed woodwork of the tent that it almost tumbed
down. They offered her draught of water and her tongue
became oosened and she told them how she (of
valuable price had been lifted into the saddle beside the
robbe but that her mother tied the strrups had been
obliged to run along foot. After hours running in
this manner she grew tired that she sank down exhausted
every The Turkoman tried to increase her strength
by ashng her with his whip but this of avail and
he did remain behind from his troop he grew
in rage drew his sword and in second struck of her
head The blood spirng up, had covered the daughter
and horse and looking at the red spots upon her
clothes poor girl wept loud and bitterly Whilst this
was going the interior of the tent outside the various
members of the robbers family busy inspecting the
booty had brought home The elder seized greed
lily upon one another utens for domestic use whilst the
children, who jumping about merrily trying
the different garment-now one now another and produc
ing shouts of laughter Here all triumph and merr
ment; far from il picture of the deepest grief and
misery. And yet struck by the contrast every
one thinks very natural that the Turkoman should enrich
himself with robbery and page And these terrible social
relations exist within scarcely fortnighs distance from
Europe travelling by ST. Petersburg Nshne Novogorod and
Astrakhan.- Vambag.