Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1898-12-15
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head was #seyered frem his Body and
rolled sto his fathers, feet. Il; ;s,,.:
+. The old man sighed Heavily. and his
| long beard treinnbfed, as iHs Said: Lord,
thy viii sbe done,ss : s'ssasf = yst,tt;; j,
I: The sultan nthen pointed tos4he: seczs
ond son.: who fell imploripgly at his
fathers feet. The prince grew pale
with fear, lest his son Should faiI hjirtfff. 5
but the latter, ,blushing, raised 'shis:
penetrating: eyes to j those sse of his fa-s
Their and said: 81. j.
81, alone, Of all lily: Z Children, have Ii;
caused thee trouble and, texation,
through, my hayward heart and my
quick blood. cannot go to sleep, the
sleep of eternity Without kissing th7
hand; and craving thy pardon!" = :
/ The fndan's facetagain grew PLACID,
and ferventlyyl blessing his kneeling son,
At this very j,1 hour d' every fault is ex-
plated! thou art going to- God. n <fhe
young man barred his neck before fthes
yataghan of the executioner, while he
eldest son, whose manly face was set
off by a heavy beard, looked at his
| brothers corpse, and burst into violent
/ tears.t34 ssF5:t: $ = #z9f =>3.>,&l l~- j.
f. On sperceiyipg: this. the sultan cried:-
/. &""Forsake thy religion! l see that life
is sweet. TO thee, embrace our faith, be
free, be happy!''s ,>F'2@s''s'' ): e q. --s'rfr>
T The Young Brancovan< did" not seem?
to- hear thesewords; but took>from his
vest an Icoana--a sacred image-which
he; wore next to his heart, and holding
it out said: '=''/|* - -: p = 80; :
IF any among. ye here have pity upon
F tne,=@let him send this holy Icoaha* tof
my dear young wifi e.; It will be conso7.
lation to her until the hour of her
| death.'': ~, -E....
Not a hand was raised to take the
holy jewel, and castiin g it. ON. the.
ground, and crushing ittwith his foot
he: exclaimed $50 tsanctifed relic
shall not be :, d def Cd by your Pagan
ltouch!" 49, <S
Kneeling down down he kissed the. >rem-,
nants of the broken Icoana, and 81 gned
! to theAexecutioner to do his work.
Prince Brancovan sighed once more
deeply; butt said again: Good Lord,
Thy:will he done!",3. = =.
|, Then the sultan called:
"Brancovan, single child now only
remains TO- thee! Reflect before thou
sacrifices him also!" >"';.. -
The prince looked on the form of his
delicate boy: on his wife below, who
had tainted and was happily still in
sensible. on his beautiful daughter who
was choking with convulsive sobs, and
after making the sign of the cross
again said: .
''The Lords will be done!"
''Child!" cried the sultan. IF thou
! wilt embrace our faith, thou shalt live
and be happy!"
The boys soft eyes sought those of
his father, as if to gain strength and
courage.
II die willingly, my father" he said,
in firm tone. sit is true that 1 am
young, but am of thy race!'' -:
And shortly his youthful head,
crowned with rich dark curls, was sew
cred from his body.
Then, and then only, did the old
mans strength fail him, as he fell on
his knees and kissed the headless
corpse. .-r .-.~
At length he rose in great fury and
cursed his enemies, crying out: PA
gans! you have slain my four sons!
May God destroy you and yours, may
He wipe you all from the face of the
Garth! May you have no ground in
which to be buried and may your souls
never know peace or rest!"
The sultan and his servants were so
highly incensed at this anathema that
they tore off his vestments in shreds-
it is even said that they tore the skin
from his flesh. the while calling him:
"Ghiour! Dog of a Christian!"
Brancovan raised his voice for the
last time: S>-
"You can cut my flesh into morsels,
nevertheless Constantin Brancovan
dies faithful Christian. Though for
saken, and abandoned by all, he will
rest in Christ Jesus!"
The yataghan of the executioner
closed his early career.
Then the grandchild of the old prince
who had hidden himself in woman's
skirts was perceived by the execu-
toner, who caught him, and holding
him up by his hair, cried: .-. ...-...
''Is this one to remain alive, or shall
he follow his elders?"
At this moment a woman beat her
way through the crowd, and holding up
child high in her arms, said: "Stay
your hand! that is my child, this one is
Brancovan's grandson
1t was the nurse who heroically gave