The DeSmet leader. (DeSmet, Kingsbury Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-04-12

the slightest signal summon them.
Anime, retirel Madam" ~.
''Son!" interrupted Ayxa In Hora,
IN visible agitation, 'do guess Alright?
IL the brave Muza--the sole bulwark
and hope OF Grenada--whom unjustly
thou wou!dst last night have put in
chains (chains! great prophet Is 1t
thus q king should reward his beroesYj
lis. / say, Muza herep and wilt thou
make him the victim OF his own gener.
Gus trust?"
Retire, woman" said Bosbdil,
sullsnly.
II will not, save by iorce! resist.
ed q fiercer soul than thine when ]
saved thee from thy fatherl''
Remain then, Il thou wilt, and
learn how kings can punish traitors.
Mesnour, admit the hero OF Grena'
da."
Anime had vanished. Boabdil seat.
ed himself on the cushions--his face
calm, but pale. The queen stood
erect at q little distance, her arms
folded ON her breast, and her aspect
knit and resolute. In q lew moments
Muza entered alone. He approached
the king with the profound salutation
OF Oriental obeisance; and then stood
before him, with downcast eyes, in an
attitude from which respect could not
divorce q natural dignity and pride ot
mien.
"Prince," said Boabdil, alter
moments pause, yesterday
morn, when / sent for thee,
thou didst brave my orders. Even
in mine own Alhambra thy minions
broke out in mutiny; they surrounded
the fortress in which tnou vert to
wait my pleasure; they intercepted,
they insulted, they Idroye back my
guards; they stormed the towers pro.
tected by the banner OF thy king.
The governor, q coward or traitor,
rendered thee to the rebellious crowdl
Was this alp No Ly the prophet.
Thou, by right OF my captive, didst
leave thy prison but to head mine
armies. And this day. the traitor
su5ject--the secret foe-was the leader
OF the people who DEFY king. This
night thou comest to me unsouRhr.
Thou feelest secure from my just
wrath. even in my palace. Thine in.
science blinds and betrays thee.
Man, thou art in my power! Ho.
therel"
As the king spoke ne rose; ana pres
emily the arcades at the back OF the
pavalion were darkened by long lines
OF the Ethiopian guard, each OF height
which, beside the slight Moorish race,
appeared gigantic, stolid and passion
less machines, to execute, without
thought, the bloodiest or the lightest
caprice OF despotism. There they
stood, their silver breastplates and
long ear. rings contrasting their dusky
skins and bearing over their shoulders
immense clubs studded with brazen
nails. A little advanced from the rest
stood the captain, with the fatal bow
string hanging carelessly on his arm,
and his eyes intent to catcl heslight.
est gesture OF the king.
Behold" said Boabdill to his pris.
oner.
II do; and am prepared for what ]
have foreseen."
The queen grew pale, but continued
silent.
Muza resumed:
"Lord of the faithful" said he, "ii
yester. morn had acted otherwise, il
would have been 30 the ruin OF thy
throne and our common race. The
fierce zegris suspected and learned my
capture. They summoned the troops:
delivered me, it was true. At that
time, it would have been as drops up
on q flame. They were bent on be-
sieging thy palace, perhaps upon de-
manding thy abdicatIon. ! could not
stitie their Jury, but could direct -.
In the moment OF passion j led them
from rebellion against our common
foe. That duty done, come un.
scathed from The sword OF the Chris.
tian to bare my neck to the bow.
string OF my friend. Alone, untracked.
unsuspeeted, I have entered thy pal
ace TO prove to the sovereign oil
Grenada that the defendent OF his
throne is not q rebel to his will. Now
summon the guards-I have DONE"
"Muzal" said Boabdil, in softened
voice, while he shaded his face with
his hand. we played together as chill
dren, and tave loved thee well; my
kingdom even now, perchance, is pass
ing from me, but / could almost bs
reconciled to that loss IL thought
ting loyalty had not left me-"
"Dost thou in truth suspect the
faith OF Muza Ben Abil Gazanf' said
the Moorish prince, in tone OF sur.
prise and sorrow. Unhappy kingl
deemed that my services, and not my
detection, made my crime" . ....
"Why do my people hate me? why
DO my armies menace" said Boabdil
evasively; "why should subject pos
sess that allegiance which q king can
not obtain?" e.Er
Because" replied Muza boldly,
"the king has delegated to subject
the command he should himself as
sumo. ION, Boabdill" he continued
passionately, tfriend OF my boyhood
ere the evil days came upon US; gladly
would sink to rest beneath the dark
waves OF yonder river. II thy arm and
brain would fill up my place among
the warriors OF Grenada. And think
not ] say this only from our boyist
loye; ahirx not have placed my lit,
in thy hands only from tnat serviIs
loyalty to q single man which tbs
IhiB6 CniNd'TN Ot SuEtSIcuuOiu htupOoCe
as sacred creed upon It's knigh, - and
mobiles. Bot / sp: ak and act but from
one principal--to save the religion o
my father and toe land OF my birth
for this have risked my lie against
the foe; for this surrender my life tS
the sovereign OF my country. Grena
da NAV yet survive, il monarch anc
people unite together. Grenada Il
lost foreve.. II her children. at THU
fatal hour, are divided against them
selves. H., then. 1, oh Boabdill an
the true obstacle to thy league will
thine own subjects, give me at onc'
to the bowstring, and my sole prayel
shall. be for the last remnant OF th'
Moorish name and the last monarch
OF the Moorish dynasty"
"My son, my soul art thou con
vinced at Iast?" cried thequeen, struQ
Cling with her tears; for she was on'
who wept eaLily at beroic' 'sentiments
but never at the softer sorrows ol
| from the more wOmaniy emotions.