The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1894-01-08

ed himself in an ordinary citizen
dress, and now stood, unknown, among
the assembled inhabitants, who were
awaiting their fate at the hands of the
snraged duke.
Charles demanded that the governor
should be instantly delivered up to him,
but the people would rather die them
selves than betray their beloved chief
into the hands OF the bloody conqueror.
Duke Charles threatened to destroy
all with fire and sword if his demands
were not Instantly complied with, while
at the same time he promised o large
reward to whomsoever would point out
the governor r 8 hiding place.
His threats and promises were equal
ly vain. All remained silent.
Then stepped forth an old man-it
was the governor himself in his disguise
land said that he would reveal the Sc
cret if the duke would swear ON his
word to pardon all the inhabitants and
protect their property.
Never roared the infatuated duke.
I'm a town taken by assault the victor
allows no terms to be dictated to him,
and | will take such measures to dis
cover your governor as shall strike ter
ror into your hearts" Whereupon he
declared that every tenth person should
die and ordered his heralds to proceed
to the work of numbering the people.
Then the men and women. boys and
girls, old and young. were placed in
one long rank, which reached from the
spot where Charles was holding his
court to the uttermost fertilization of
the city.
All grew pale, and deadly fear was
in every conntenance as they listened
to the terrible sentence. father,
mother, daughter and son II. 4 side by
side, each tremhied tor the "a Tfs life.
The air resounded with the weeping
and wailing of women who had a short
time before detied the enemy; the men
stood silent with bent heads.
The duke now signed to his hcralds
to begin the counting and to separate
every tenth person. whose head should
fall by the sword.
Telesila had placed herself close be-
side her father and was now trembling
for his life. She watched, with eye
sharpened by love and fear, every move
ment of the heralds, and always count
ed in advance in orde: 70 discover if
her dear father would bs one of the
doomed. With horror she recognized
that the fatal number would fall on
him.
Ina moment her resolution was form
ed and carried out. She slipped gently
behind him, and placing herself on his
right side so contrived that he would
be No. o. while she herself would
be the tenth. The herald drew near,
and it was only when the doom fell
upon his daughter that the father I'M
derstood why she had changed her place.
Wildly he besought the herald to take
him; he was the u on whom the fatal
number should fall; Telesila had pur-
posely changed her place to save him.
Teiesila maintained that it had only
happened by chance, and while TAX
ing care not TO reveal the secret of her
fathers identity she earnestly begged
TO be allowed TO die, az the let had fall
en- on her. For a long time father and
daughter maintained the loving dispute,
and at last the herald, not daring to de-
eide, led them both to the duke.
The father insisted on dying for his
daughter that the doom rightfully was
his; while the daughter implored them
to take her life and spare her gray
haired father.
Charles hesltated long as to how he
should decide; he was quite ignorant
OF whom he had before him, for no
word had fallen daring their noble strife
which could betray their rank.
But at length the governor cried
aloud:
Mighty duke, do not hesitate as to
which of us you shall condemn to death.
| will give up to you the man who'll has
8 o reused your vengeance, for whom SO
many brave citizens must die. See, the
governor stands before you; kill him,
but spare my daughter. tins peerless ex-
ample of filial love.''
The bystanders as they listened to
these words We're filed with dread ex-
~pectation of what would follow. All
were moved to tears and trembled for
the life of their beloved governor, who,
with such noble heroism. was willing
to die that they might be pardoned.
They surrounded himself and daughter
in close ranks, as ii to form a rampant
SO that the murderer sword might only
reach him through their faithful hearts.
The duke, accustomed though he was
to slaughter and destruction, had never
before witnessed such a touching scene.
The whole people raised a cry of suppl
cation and implored their conqueror to
put them to death and spare him whom
they held SO dear.
Gradually the stern features of the
duke relaxed, a softened expression stole
over them, and at last, rising from his
seat, amid universal silence, he adj
dressed father and daughter in the fol
lowing words:
You have touched the innermost
depths OF my heart; you shall not die.
Ii 1t is sweet to conquer, let me feel
that 1t is sweeter stillto pardon. Noble
ya1 hnva onyo1 1your Fa%nnv