American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1874-05-16

part of Thine own people; but Thou can
e not deliver them from mel"
e As soon as the braggart chief had u
V tered this blaspbemy something har
o struck him sharp on his shoulder, SO til,
h his arm fell lame from the blow.
d What was it?
n A great block of ice, which did nc
e come alone; for after it heaven let 1oos
d all its thunder-stones, crashing and cracl
a ing quick and hard. The misshape
n stones smashed down out of the sky
some as big as an egg; others like trans
4 parent nuts, or more like the head of Bad
y rul Bey's own mace, studded with nails
! tor a dozen Jumps would be frOZel
together, so that wherever the heavy thin!
, fell it gave murderous blow. TIL
lightning flashed from one end of the SIX,
to the other; and, as the white plain wa
+ piled fetlock deep with blocks of ice
there was a grOaning SO loud that you
, would have thought it was being crushed
by the fall of the heavens.
"Allah Kariml Allah EkberI" cried
out the disappointed slave-hunters, flying
: wildly before the icy sling stones, which
: were banging down upon them with
: horrid rage from every side. and which
: they had never seen in their lives al
, home The struggle of their hors as
which were raging with terror, made the
alarm more horrible; and, if any one
t kept up his courage for an instant, the
terrible lightning was too much for him,
flashing here and cracking there, while
pouring down upon them the blocks of
ice, as millions of diamonds and silver.
stones poured down out of the heavens.
"Allah is Allah; and there is no help
but in him. so cried the predestined
Turks as they rushed here and there,
wherever their horses carried them. A
part rushed to the forest which they had
just left; and there they were caught
among the trunks and trees which were
flung down by the gale; another part
pressed forward and so plunged into the
raging stream into which the swampy
brook had swelled in half an hour after
the breaking of the cloud. Some, who
tried to ride through the storm, kept all
the way in its path, and were hustled and
beaten by it for miles. When it had
spent its fury Badrul Bey could not rally
more than fifty of his 500 horsemep.
Some twenty of them were MORALLY
wounded, lying here and there with
gaping wounds in their breasts, or with
! their heads knocked in, or their ribs
broken. Many had been thrown from
their horses by the ice; others were
buried in it SO completely that you could
hardly see hand. The whole plan
looked like a wilderness sown all over
with white and little pebbles, all so white
tuu 50 COIU!
These sons of the palmy oasis of Ethio-
pia had never seen ice before.
"Wonders upon wOnders!' said the
crestfallen Badrul Bey. who can fl ght
| against Heaven? This is strange God
whom these Hungarians serve; and He
works wonders to show His love of then.
Allah preserve US from the wrath of the
strange GOdr'
And now he began to ask himself how
l 7 1
he would believe him when he came back
with his troop so cut up, after he had let
the women escape him; and whether
KuZuk would believe in such miracle
as none of them had ever heard of before.
He could not have any better voucher for
his words than to fill those very iron
bound chests which he had brought with
HIN for the jewels of the Debreczin girls
full of the thunder sling stones as they
had fallen from heaven. He would show
these to the Pacha to confirm his marvel
Gus story of misfortune.
So he filled four of the iron bound
chests to their brim, and babe the men
swing them, two and two, over the backs
of the paCk-horses which he had brought
with him. To make sure of his treasure he
locked the trunks himself, and kept the
keys, and sealed the locks with wax.
Two weary days they toiled back be-
while the wrecks of the shattered army
struggled together once more. Some had
broken bones; all were wounded or
bruised; there was not one who did not
show a bruise or scar.
Meanwhile, from morning till night,
the blazing sun streamed down upon
them. Drop by drop the water trickled
out of the iron-bound trunks, and dried
up as it came to the surface.
A rIain
Bey, with his lame arm and hang-dog
head, went at once to Kuzuk Pacha, told
him his story, and waited in terror.
KuZuk Pacha heard the story with a
scornful face, and would not believe a
word of it. Badrul Bey ordered in the
iron-bound trunks and begged the Pacha
to see with his own eyes the sling stones
which had fallen from heaven.
When the seals were taken off and the
locks were opened, there was not in any
of the trunks speck or a straw, not a
trace of one of the sling stones!
Badrul Bey tore off his clothes. AL |
lah, be gracious to me! The God of the
Hungarian has made the sling stones dis
appear with which He struck down my
warriors"
Lying cowardw screamed the Pacna,
who did not believe one syllable of what
had been said; "geese often kill hounds;
and these hero hearted women are more
than match for yOu.''
SO he hanged Badrul Bey outside the
door. There he swung till evening. But
he pardoned all the negroes who came
home with him; for the rest he cut off
half an ear of EACH and sent them to Bel |
grade.
The women of DebrecZin all came
home safe and sound. KuZuk Pacha was |
glad to let alone people who had treated |
Badrul Bey SO mercilessly; and from that |
moment he held them in great honor.
This story is written i'll the records of
the Council of the noble city of Debrec-
Yin. Thou who readest remember that |
God still lives; that in His high heaven
He knows how to protect His own; and |
that His arm is no shorter than it was |
then.-Old and Nt,r.
She is the most discontinued, unhap- |
py little monkey that ever lived She |
finds something to cry about twenty times |
a day. Yesterday | saw her sitting on a
box in the back yard, a small monument |
of despair. The tears were running slow
ly down her cheeks, and old Carlo, the
Newfoundland dog, all decked in rags |
and strings, stood wagging his tail and |
watching her sympat he:ically. | took |
her up in my arms and asked her what |
she was crying about. sob, many sings" |
She said. "What things, larling?" -" Oh,
everysings is wrong-eveTysings in dis !
world. | wish | wasn't borned." Tell |
mamma what is wrong now" Well, |
den, old Tarlo's tail drowe;! out behind, |
when | wanted il to drow ont tween his |
tos why for IA pummcl SOS | |
touId ride on his back and have somesng |
to hold On to.'-CoF. Virginia. Enter