The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1890-01-16

FALLEN ANTONY"
patra, ever mindful Of thy welfare, though
but little doth thou think OF hers, hath sent
to minister to thec.'
"And can thy physician minister to a grief
such as my grief. Can his drugs give me
back my galleys. my honor and my peace.
Nay! Away with thy physician! What is
thy tidings! quick-out with it. Hath Can
idius. perchance. conquered Caesar. Tell
me but that, and thou shalt have y province
for thy guerdon-ay! and II Octavianus is
dead, twenty thousand sestertia to fill its
treasury. Speak-nay; speak not! | fear
the opening OF thy lips AZ never feared an
earthly thing Surely the wheel Of Fortune
hath gone round and Canidius hath con-
quereds Is it not sol Nay-out with it!
] can no mOre!s
70 noble Antony" she said, ''steel thy
heart to hear that which needs must tell
thee! Canidius IS in Alexandria. He hath
fed fast and far, and this is his report. For
seven whole days did the legions wait the
coming Of Antony, as aforetimc, to lead
them to victory, putting aside the offers Of
the ENJOYS Of Caesar. But Antony came
not. And then twas runlored that Antony
had fled to Tanarus, drawn thither by
Cleopatra. The man who first brought that
tale to the camp the legionares cried shame
on-ay. and beat him to the death! But
ever 1t grew, until Mt length there was no
more room to doubt; and then, 0 Antony,
thy officers slipped one by one away to
Caesar, and where the officers go there the
men follow. Nor is this all the story: for
thy allies-Bocchus OF Africa, Tarcondi-
motus of cilicia, Mithridates of Com
magene, Adallas of Thrace, Philadeiphus of
Paphlagonia, Archelaus OF Cappadocia,
Herod Of JudHa, Amyntas Of Galatia, Pole
mon Of Pontus, and Malchus OF Arabla-all,
all have fed or bid their generals fly back
to whence they came; and already their
ambassadors do crave cold Cssar's elem
cncy."
Hast done thv croaking. thou raven in q
peacock's dress, or is there more 10 Gomez
asked the smitten man, lifting his white
and from bling face from the shelter of his
hands. '.Tell me more; say that Egypt's
| dead in all her beauty, say that Octavianus
lowers ut the canopic gate, and that. headed
by dead Cicero, all the ghosts Of hell do
| audibly shrek out the fail Of Antony! Yea,
gather up every woe that can o'erwhclm
those who once were great, and loose them
on the hoary head OF him whom-in thy
gentleness thou art still pleased to name
the noble antony!
May, my lord. have done"
May, and 30 have done-don4, quite
| done! IT'S altogether finished, and thus
| seal the end,n and snatchlng sword from
| his couch he would, indeed, have slain him
| self had not sprung forward and grasped
his hand. For it was not my purpose that
he should die as yet; since, had he died at
that hour, Cleopatra had made her peace
with Caesar. who rather wished the death
Of Antony than the ruin of Egypt.
Fart mad, Antonyl Art indeed COW.
| ardr' cried Charmion, ''that thou woulds,
thus escape thy woes and leave thy partner
| TO face the sorrow out alonei"
"Why not, woman! Why nots She would
not be long alone. There's Caesar to keep
her company. Octavianus loves fair
woman In his cold way, ard still is Clcopa.
ira fair. Come now, thou Olympus! thou
hast held my hand my dealing death upon
myself, advise me OF thy wisdom. Shall l.
then, submit myself to Caesar, and /, Tri
umvir. twice Consul, and aforetime abso
lutte Monarch Of all the East, endure t.
follow in his triumph along those Roman
ways where myself have passed in tri
umph!"
"Nay, Sire,"I answered. IF thou dost
yield, then art thou doomed. All last night
questioned of the Fates concerning thee
and this saw: When thy star draws neal
TO Caesars it pales and is swallowed up
but when it passes from his radiance, thel
bright oud big it shines, equal in glory t
his own. All is not lost, and while some
part remains, every thing may be regained
Egypt can yet be held, arm es can still b.
raised. Caesar hath withdrawn himself
he is not yet at the gates OF Alexandria. an,
perchance may be appeased. Thy mind II
its fever hath fred thy body; thou art sicl
and canst not judge Alright See here,
have potion that shall make thee whole
for well skilled ami in the art of medicine,
! and held out the phial.
, IA potion, thou sayest, man." he cried
, 'sAore like it Is poison, and thou muir
, derer, sent by false Egypt, who would fai
be rid OF me now that l may no more be o
, service to her. The head of Actons Is u
peace offering she would send to Caesar
, she for whom have lost all! Give me th
drsuHht. BY 3acchus will ds:a:: =
D though it be the very elixir OF Death!'
NAY, noble Antony; it 10 no poison, an