The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1891-12-04

liquid plaster should he poured over
him: he should be built alive into the
wall: the renegade should be turned
into very stonei But as Arabs never
act hastily. the Pacha deliberated mo
carefully whether this really could b
the most brutal death he could con
ceive: and then. believing there was n
more effcctual means of barbarity, h
called to 4 Navarrese mason, who wa
also a Christian slave. Michel"
said: You see this empty mold
beton: for the present leave it; have
mind TO m AXE beton of that dog
Oran who refuses TO come back 70 1
faith of Islam" Poor Maitre Mic
had TO obey, but he finished his d;
work with 4 sad heart. As soon as
entered the ''Bango" (for he also y
a prisoner) he found out Geronimo
told him Euldj Alrs command. Gcro
imo heard the command in peri
silence, and then very camly
answered: Gods holy viii be don
Let not those miserable men IL
they will frighten me out of the f.
of Christ by the idea OF this cru
death. Nav my bless ID Saviour oul
TdIAOh lllt NY oAiAos 49, G-N'N -
my soul.''
The whole of that night this bravo
Young Arab spent in prayer and pre-
paration for the death tortures which
he knew were awaiting him. Must no
the memories of his high military honor
and fame, the kindness of Juan Caro-,
the love of his fair young wife, have
flashed through his overstrung min
lxe some beautiful, glittering drca
Was nothing left? Nothing real? Not.
ing but death-death so ghastly in 1T
fearful savagery that the very life be-
yond seemed hidden away? All 1T
was not too late even now. The sen
tence could still be recalled, and great
er earthly power than Geronimo had
ever had was yet within his reachi
Every lire in that martyrs face, Is he
stood before his pl-ste east. TO d
what his cry must have been then; 20
us silently how his cry for stre-T,
was answered. Between two and three
o'clock the next morning a guard sum
moned him to the Iacha's presence
There he stood, a suffering, pat nj
prisoner in chans. before u great rnul-
titude Of Turks and Ara los in all their
gorgeous magniicence. Then he wa
dragged by hooting crowd. striil-u
him and beating him. TO the gate Bl
el-Oued. where he again stood befCg,
the Pacha in the midst of his pompoc
rctinue. Euldj Ali then addressed him
slowly and clearly; he pointed on
every detail of the fearful death;
showed him the block of beton, an
every torture of such death was care
fully explained. Then he ended b
speech with: Dog, you refuse TO r.
turn TO the faith OF Islam?' Il am
Christian. a~d - O. F'-'.'sf an / viii i g.
was the noble AraDs answer. "A yoJ
will" replied the Pacha. Then here.
pointing TO the bcton, "shaQ you
buried alive - "Do ycur WI. y
shall not make me abandon Iay lal.-l
were Cer3nino's last words
Pacha raised his hand. some sold
stepped forward, they removed
chain from the prisoner leg, u
bound ~ hands Iahi8d H. back
crossed ajs leg5 aad t;cl mem;
t,cy TOOK him M aud laid h,.l with
Ice downward into the i-old
laster was poured over him, Z
amango, a renegade Spaniard. wa.
lg to show what ferveut Mohameta
&c was, jumped on Geronimo's bo
nd broke his ribs. This act plea
--Elul All 50 Iilutl lltA Olltt-T1 lOll1At
MS example. For tyveaty-four hour
Geronimo lay bleeding, suffering, dy-
ing in that lock OF bcton: the jeer
and oaths of his enemies must h
been ringing in his ears. the Afric
sun in its intense power must h.
poured upon his aching head; but brat
faithful and unmurmuring, this noL
Arab lay there till the weary day az
night were over, and another morn
broke upon that b1autifui A.
and. But in the land above, a.e
lieve the gates of the kingdom
heaven We're thrown open, and Go
ronimo, bearing the palm in his hand.
was admitted into the noble army oi
martyrs.
For three hundred years this story
was handed from one generation to a
other, till some people treated it as
romance; but thirty-eight years agr
when alterations were being made. a
the wall had to be taken down,
worl1mcn came upon a strange holla
place and some human bones. Jl
governor. remembering this story, d.
rccted plaster Of paris to be throw
into the mold, and very soon the life
size figure of Geronimo appeared, pro
claiming the truth of the martyrdoIl
The east IS now kept IN the museum
Algiers: il shows a slight figure. a face
with the veins all raised. POOR mouth
closed with a patient, determined ex-
precision; the hands are tied. the legs
are swollen: even the very broken ribs
are lying there. Three hundred year
of history holding its peace; and 10!
the very stones, as it were, cry out
and the noble Arabs mar vrdOn is
brought to light.-London Spectator.