Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-08-16


oroers and arrnnees bis affairs ss though b
were going Of on distant journey, ans
gives Instructions With regard TO the edaca
ton Of bis son.
| Eaneza listens in . kind OF stupor, ant
fres zing sensation comes over her. Witt
an effort ct last she speaks
Dearest husband, surely you are not 90
ing off again on new expedition II i
time to take some rest, and let rs tend and
console thee for al thy troubles and suffer
ines."
mo, landzis," he answers gloomily. III
is not to new expedition that go; and ]
shan rest enough, never fear"
But surely thou wilt not leave us al
readyf she insists az be rises and prepares
to buckle on his sword. II look at our little
Sswka, see how be smiles and begs thee to
remain, and she pushes her SON into the
fathers arms, not guessing how she 10 add
ing to lis torments
The Attamsn presses the boy to his heart,
and his tears rain fast and hot over the
cbilds curly head. Ilandzis makes one last
effort before he leaves the room
AT least take supper with Us before going,
dear husband7
al have no hunger"
Then rest thee for an hour longer"
81 cannot rest to-day; BY dsybreak to-
morrow ! must be 1T Bisla- Cerkiew 70 at
tend the council OF ehiefs," and his voice
faltered at the last words. Then calling an
attendant: Bring out my horse"
Which horse, Father Attaman2'
THE chestnut; II has rested sufficiently,
and shall want no other TO render me this
last service"
He places one foot in the stirrup and pre-
pares TO mount; then drawing back again
be once more seizes Ilandzia in bis arms;
passionAtely, almost violently, he strains
her to his breast. pressing fierce kisses on
her pale, anxious face.
GCome back quickly, for / am sad, she
murmurs into bis ear; and be answers
"Please God that we shall meet again,
never more to partr Then with sudden
movement be diseDgsges himself from her
clineipg embrace and, vaulting into the
saddle, rides of at furious speed, never look
ing around az llandzia's voice keeps calling
after him to return soon-very soon.
VI
The chestnut steed carries him with leng-
thy stride past the meadows where the tiocks
are grazing peacesbly, past the orchard
where the trees are bending beneath the
weight OF rose-tipped blossoms, past the fields
where is sprouting the green corn, which he
will never more see ripen; and only then,
when he is out Of sight OF the oak forest and
The white house, does he slacken his speed
and allow himself to think
There is no one to see him, so he can in
dulge his sorrow and allow his tears to flow
unchecked. 1t is not joyful thing to
leave lovely wife and beloved child; TO
lose alike the joys of family and the glory
of an Attaman; to 60 forth into strange
world, not knowing whether or how. And
it is OF bis own free will that he is going to
bis death, it is his own hand which is guild
ing his horse by The most direct road to
Biala- Cerkiew. whence he knows that he will
never more Ieturn. There is no one to force
b m to go there. nothing to prevent him
from making an evasion to Podolis-noth-
iug-ssvr his simple word. His gallant
horse, which bad carried him so often and
50 aihtrlly, could soon take him out OF
reach Of all pursuit; but this thought does
not even enter his mind The word of an
At'amsn is sacred and Kunicki will be an
Attsman 10 to the last
The new day, which is TO be the last in
his life, has risen in full glory as he nears
his destination. On the public place in the
town the chiefs are assembled, sttired in
in their robes of state, to do honor to the
occasion. In the centre Of the group stands
large wooden block, and near il Tartar
prisoner of gigantic frame and ferocious sp-
pearsnce is holding mighty sabre.
The chestnut horse which bears the At
taman is deserted in the distance flying
over the steppe, and the sound of timbals
gives notice Of his approach. Every one
uncovers to receive him, and the mounted
Kosaks drawn up at the gates Of the town
salute him with their customary cry OF Long
live our Attamsn.
Kunicki, dismountirg. strokes his horse
in sign of farewell. His countenance is
grave and calm as he Gays:
~ trust that am punctUal and that |
have not kept you waiting my lords
Father Attaman Thou art punctual
and faithful as thou ever vert in the field,
and moreover it is but our duty TO wait on
thee"
Noble chiettains have come hither
in order that your sentence may be fulfilled.
place my son under your protection; let
him become faithful kosak and fight for
the liberty Of his country and may h. be
more fortunate than his father has been.
1--WE shall bring him up to be worthy OF
such father" answers the most ancient OF
the chiefs.
II salute my companions in misfortune
and wish you al health and prosperity.
continues Kunicki, "and may the kosak
people ever be great and glorious.
Father Attaman Thou hast acted
nobly and as BELTS An Attaman. May our
Kosaks follow thine example, and ever die
as brsyely. Achmet, prepare to do thy
work.
The Arranan kreeis down, uncovers him
Eel,. placing bis csapks with the crane s
,e, ther bv his side and after a short prayer
lays his head upon the block
The gigantic Tartar roofs ap his sleeves
% the shoulders raises his sabre, and
makes !, whistle twice through the air; ths
bird tine it descends with unerriPg aim,
he Attamans head has bounded from the
b'ock. and rolled some PAGES of on the
ground.
With much pomp and cermony the body
was raised up and placed on bier Of cedar
wood, drsped with costly hangingS, and was
carried to the crave, followed by stately
procession Of chiefs and kosaks, the church
| cells ringing mournful dirge for the death
! tf the Father Attawsn.
For many weeks and months they mourn.
I'd for Kunicki, the brayest wisest, and
most beloved Attaman ever known, and ali
alike bewsiled the ucl fate which had cut
short this noble life.
And Ilandzis, in the white house near
! The oak forest, mourned for him till the end
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