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fitorj Jgthteltaty. COROLINN. A PERSIAN TALE. CHAPTXR VI. It was on the night of the third day, as he lay wishing for death, and in a state oi half delirium, that he was roused by a soft eweet voice, whispered in his ear —“Ever- ington." It was the voice of Corolinn; and the tide of feelings which her appearance there produced, was beyond his control. True, he could not see her—the sun had blistered his face—his eye-lids were, it appeared to him, burned to a crisp, and ability to move them had ceased; still he could not mistake the music of her angel voice—he felt her soft hand as she parted the hair on his forehead, and pressed it with her coral lips. With lips parehed by thirst, he could with difficulty articulate; but she listened and heard his faint accents employed in ex pressions of gratitude and thanks. “Hope has forsaken me,” said Evering ton; “nothing but the memory of Corolinn could reconcile me to living another mo ment. Oh thi3 living death 1” “Hush," said the beautiful and affection ate creature; “there is someone approach ing us; I must not be seen;" and hastily pressing her lips to his, she retired cautious ly to a cluster of mango trees, where she was concealed from notice. She now saw the figure she had heard, endeavoring carefully to approach Evering ton. She saw him put his face close to that of Everington, as if to whisper to him; and with intense interest she watched every movement, as he appeared to hold a short conference with the victim. Suddenly he left Everington, and came towards the spot where, like a timid fawn, she was standing; looking as if she was in search of some ob ject. For a moment she hesitated whether it was best to discover herself or fly; but when she heard her name pronounced in a low, deep voice, she hesitated no longer, and was almost overwhelmed with joy when she found the stranger was the faithful Hamors. “0, for the sake of everything sacred, save him—o save him," said she, as she took the hand of the servant. “If it is in the power of man to save him he shall be saved/' replied II amors j “my business this night was to ascertain whether he was living. But tell me, my mistress, are you free to follow him ? Are you riot bound to the tyrant ?” “No,” replied Corolinn j “nor shall I ever be; my purpose is fixed; while Everington lives, I live; when he dies, I will live no longer!” “Can you be at this place, at this hour, to morrow night ?” inquired Hamors. “Alas, I cannot tell!” replied Corolinn; “my liberty is at the control of a tyrant — my life is my own.” “Be here to-morrow night and you shall be saved,” said Hamors. ho saying, Hamors softly returned to the spot where Everington lay, spoke with him a moment, and then disappeared in the gloom that overhung river and plain. No sooner was he away, than Corolinn took her stand beside the sufferer. During the interview, the sentinel, whose duty it was to prevent intercourse with the prisoner through the night, was soundly sleeping on the bank of the river, beneath a thick cluster of flowering acacias, and re mained entirely ignorant of what had taken place. After the re-capture of the fugitives in the mountains, Corolinn, on her return to Schiras, was delivered over to the custody of an old woman, who had orders not trust her out of her sight, and was assured that she should answer for her charge with her life. Corolinn found that the hag, to whom she had been consigned, was excessively fond of wine, and as she had plenty of it at her command, she put some stupefying drugs into it, and during the evening, managed to have her drink what she wished of it. It had the effect desired, and by the time the inhabitants of the place had sunk to rest, the old woman was beyond being disturbed. Corolinn, after the interview with Ever ington and Hamors, hastily returned to the place of her confinement, and to her joy found the old woman still insensible, lie placing the keys, she assumed the attitude of repose, where, without suspecting any thing had been wrong, she was found by her keeper in the morning, after the fumes of the wine had passed. The lingering moments of another day at last were passed, and as evening came on, the bowl of wine, drugged deeper than be fore, was produced; and while the beautiful and anxious Corolinn assumed a cheerfulness she did not feel, a hilarity intended to de ceive, she was pleased to find its contents rapidly disappearing before the unsuspect ing and delighted attendant. Before the hour fixed upon arrived, the old woman was as still as death ) and with an agitated hand and palpitating heart, by ■ the means she had before used, the maiden again found herself beyond the walls of the city, and near the spot where her presence was so anxiously expected and wished by Everington But the guard had been changed, and a sentinel more watchful had been appointed to the station. To avoid dis covery, Corolinn hid herself in the cluster ing trees to which she had retired the night before, whence she could have an opportu nity of observing all that passed. She had scarcely taken her place amidst the mango trees, when she heard footsteps near her, and looking, saw that Hamors was there, followed by three or four powerful looking men, who, from their appearance and armor, she at once recognized as Kurds, or natives of the mountains. “Allah be praised that you are here l* said Hamors, in a whisper; “is the sentinel asleep ?” “He is not," replied Corolinn; “youmay now see him walking on the bank." “It would be better for him if he was,” said Hamors, “for now he must die. Remain where you are until I come for you." Then speaking a lew words in an undertone to his followers, they descended the bank and were soon out of sight beneath the acacias and myrtle, that hung over the banks. Soon a dark figure was seen to emerge from a clus ter of shrubbery, near the sentinel, who stood with his back towards the spot. The twinkle of a star revealed the glittering cimetar, and in a moment the deep and hob low groan showed that the silent but fatal blow had been struck. The others now sprang forward, the dead body was tumbled into the river, the covering of the boat was, in a few minutes, loosed from its fasten ings, and the half insensible Everington delivered from his horrid abode. A moment was allowed to Corolinn to as sure Everington that she was to accompany him; and then the party, with Everington borne on the shoulders of the four moun taineers, left the banks of the Bendemir.— After following the direction in which they started for a few minutes, Hamors took from a thicket of shrubbery a fine horse, and mounting Corolinn behind him, the whole party proceeded at a rapid rate towards the ruins of Persepolis. In two hours they found themselves amid the ruins. Columns lay scattered around them, and blocked up their path. Leaving their horses, the party plunged deeper into the recess, and while the owl hooted over them, led by Hamors, they fearlessly ad vanced. “This strong wind," said Hamors to Cor olinn, as she hung upon his arm, “will not pass without contributing to our success, as it will obligate any footsteps we may have made over the plain." Suddenly he stopped where the immense pile denoted that some magnificent palace or temple had formerly stood; and removing a large stone slab which required the united efforts of the whole party, a circular opening was discovered, which led to the unknown and unseen regions below. A rope was made fast to a fallen column, and two of the com pany quickly descended out of sight, leav ing Hamors with the other on the surface. A rope was fastened around Everington, and he was speedily lowered into the abyss. “You must now descend,” said Hamors to Corolinn. No sooner was she in the sub terranean apartment than the others de scended. Preceded by Hamors, Everington was borne through the several turnings and windings, until they came to a wall, in which was an opening similar to that which they had descended. This was passed, and the light of the lamp showed to Corolinn a num ber of apartments, connected with eich other, gloomy indeed, but apparently dry and comfortable. In one of these, a mat tress was placed, upon which, Everington, weak and exhausted, was laid; while some wine and provisions were produced for him and the rest of the party. The opening through which they had passed was the only only one that could be discovered leading to the subterranean chambers they occupied ; and however doubtful the purpose for which they were erected might be, the huge blocks which formed the walls and the covering of these rooms showed that they had been built for eternity. Some pieces of carpeting were brought and spread over the stone floor ; and in one of the rooms a number of skins of water and wine, with a variety of fruits and provisions, were pointed out to Corolinn by Hamors. To the inquiry of Corolinn, whether he was going to leave them, he re plied he was : ten days from this time I shall come provided with everything for a successful flight. So saying, Hamors, with his followers, left the cavern, carefully closing the opening through which they had entered. Everington, on the third day, with the aid of his amiable nurse, was able to rise, and leaning on the beautiful girl, he repeat edly traversed the room with a feeling *of satisfaction almost equal to that which would have been felt by the bestowment of anew sense. Blistered as his face and eyelids had been, by long exposure to the sun, the skin came off in large pieces; and while the in flammation in his eyes gradually subsided, he reflected on the good fortune that had prevented his eyelids being fastened open, since, in that case, his eyes, even while life lasted, would have been devoured to their very sockets. * The time which they awaited with so much anxiety at last came. There was a sound of voices in the outer apartment— the blocks of stone which closed the com munication between them were removed, and Hamors, accompanied by some of his hardy mountaineers, entered the dungeon. Their joy at meeting was mutual, for the unwavering faithfulness of Hamors had endeared him to both Everington and Coro linn. “We have outwitted the tyrant this time,” said Hamors, exultingly ; “after every ex ertion which power or ingenuity could de vise, he has been completely baffled. The mystery of your escape he has never been able to unravel—the largest rewards have proved ineffectual to discover your retreat, and the pursuit has been given over as hope less. *Once again on the Hetzerdera, and we are safe.” Preparations werq immediately commen ced for a removal from the retreat which had so long afforded, them security and shelter. Hamors led the way through the ruins, and when they emerged from them into the plain, they found themselves at once in the midst of a dozen of the mountaineers, who, with high spirited steeds, ready for them to mount, awaited their arrival. Not a mo ment was lost in continuing their flight SOUTHERN CHRISTIAN ADVOCATE. across the plain. Corolinn was mounted on a beautiful Arabian, and Everington felt as if he had commenced anew existence when he found himself by her side and rapidly leav ing the crumbling fragments of ancient Per sian greatness far behind them. Long before morning they found them selves among the hills, which marked the commencement of the mountainous region; and when day dawned, they were safe from pursuit amidst its deep and inaccessible fast nesses and defiles. They had left Schiras and the domains of Abbas Mirza forever; and the brave and hospitable children of the mountains welcomed them with patriarchal simplicity and affection to their man sions. Among these generous mountaineers Everington thought it prudent to remain but a short time ; for though the country to the west of the Hetzerdera scarcely owned alle giance to the Persian crown, and the brave Kurds still maintained a tacit independence, yet his fears, added to the counsel of Ha mors, induced him to place himself and his beautiful Corelinn, as soon as possible, be yond the reach of Abbas Mirza. As soon, therefore, as Everington found himself completely restored, disguising themselves as much as possible, with Ha mors as their servant, he and the fair Coro linn, accompanied by several of the natives of the mountains, proceeded by the circuit ous route of the Tigris and Bagdad, to Bus sorah, where they arrived without molesta tion, and in safety. Here Everington found himself in possession of funds, with which he compensated his kind companions from the Hetzerdera, to the extent of their wishes, and laden with every expression of his and Corolinn’s gratitude, saw them depart for their native homes. At Bussorah, he found the chaplain of the English establishment at the English Gulf of Persia, and was uni ted by the tenderest of ties to the blushing and beautiful girl, who had consented to unite her fortunes with his. A vessel was on. the point of sailing for India, where they arrived, and embracing the favorable mo ment, and wafted by the propitious mon soon, Everington and Corolinn soon found themselves at Bombay, where the flag of Britain assured him of protection. After residing at Bombay for three years, he was called to Calcutta; and as his intimate ac quaintance with the Persian language, add ed to his knowledge of Indian affairs, ren dered him a proper person to receive such an appointment, on the recommendation of several officers of the government, he was appointed by the Marquis of Wellesley, then Governor General of India, to the gov ernment of Agra, a port of great impor tance on the upper Ganges, whither he im mediately repaired, accompanied by his ad mired and lovely bride. THE END. Uarittj. .. . ■■ ■ ' ' fc== That was good advice given by the Pres ident of the State Agricultural Society, on presenting a silver cup to a young man who had won the first prize at a ploughing match. “ Take this cup, my young friend, and re member always to plough deep and drink shallow.’’ A lady asked a minister whether a person might not be fond of dress and ornament without being proud. “ Madam/’ said the minister, “ when you see a fox’s tail peeping out of a hole, yon may be sure the fox is within.’’ Miss Martha Baldwin, a graduate of Bald win University, at Berea, Ohio, was elected to till the chair of Professorship of the Greek and Latin languages in the Baker University, which was chartered by the Kansas Territorial Legis lature, in the winter of 1857, and has been in active operation seven years. It is an institu tion attended by both-sexes, and Miss Baldwin has been the sole occupant of the chair above stated, and has given entire satisfaction during the college year which has closed. She was elected by the faculty of the University, con sisting of two gentlemen and three ladies, to de liver their address for the commencement exer cises, and most nobly and beautifully performed the duty, though it was with much modesty, for she is but twenty-one years of age. No Such Place in His Atlas.—A New York merchant received a notification oY whisky consigned to him that had been seized in transitu on suspicion that the tax had < not been paid. “ I will thank you,” said his letter in answer, “to write me where ‘ Transitu’ is, as I want to send a clerk there, and I can’t find out what railroad it is on !” Asa woman was walking, a man looked at and followed her. “Why,” said she, “ do you follow me?” “Because,” he replied, “I have fallen in love with you.” “ Why so ? My sister, who is coming after me, is mach haudsomer than I am. ‘ Go and make love! to her.” The mail turned back, and saw a woman with an ugly faice, and being greatly displeased, re turned and said : “ Why Should you tell me a falsehood ?” The wolnan answered: “Neither did you tell me the troth ; for if you were in love with me, why did Jfou look back for another woman ?” A well-known penurious character invited a friend to dinner, and had provided only two small mutton chops. Upon removing the cover, he said: - “ My flfiend, we have a Lenten entertainment; you see four dinner before you.” Taking the two chops upon his own plate, his friend replied: “ Yes I do ; but where is your dinner ?” “ said a Cameronian to his daugh ter, wbtfwas asking his permission to accompa ny her |rgent and faithful suitor to the altar, “ Jeauui 3, it’s a solemn thing to get married.” “I kn( w it, father,” replied the sensible damsel, “but it’s a great dealsolemnernot to.” An i n-keeper observed a postillion with only or spur, and inquired the reason. “Why, what vpuld be the use of another?” said the postillfn, “ if one side of the horse goes, the other #n’t stand still.” Peojle complain a great deal of the high price butter, which is only twice as dear as it use} to be ; but no public talk is made about the price of tobacco, which is four times as high as formerly. ' (©bitnarg. Mrs. Amelia W. Gresham, wife of G. W*. Gresham, Esq , died in Oglethorpe co., Ga., on the 10th ot January, 1866, in the 66th year of her age. Sister Gresham was an humble and devoted Christian; a member of the M. E. Church For half a century has she been a witness, in the community where she lived, in her daily walk and conversation at home and abroad, that “God is love.” She was a friend of the poor and needy—none ever came to her and were turned away empty. In her last illness, she was confined to the house for more than eight months by consumption. She suffered very much; but at all times seemed to think more for the comfort of others than she did for herself, leaving her own case in the hands of Him whom she had so long loved and wor shipped, with full assurance that whatever He, did would be right. I never saw any one who seemed to feel more clearly, “Lord, thy will be done not mine.” Those who were with her in her last momenta can testify, “ that it is bet ter to go to the house of mourning than to the house of feasting,” for her death was indeed glorious and triumphant,” the very gates of Heaven seemed open ;” and as the cqld waters of Jordan were even kissing her lips she spoke of the future beyond the grave with a calmness and composure truly astonishing ; giving min ute directions as to what should be done ; and leaving as her last message to her children., and relatives individually, to meet her in Heaven. “We feel that our loss is her eter nal gain ” She leaves a devoted husband, whose locks are whitened by the frosts of three score years and ten, three daughters, one son, and many relatives to mourn her loss. R. E. Hill. Texas Advocate please copy. Mrs. Susan Eubanks, relict of John Eu banks, was born in North Carolina, July 17ih, 1796, and died in Montgomery co., Ala., Jan 12th, 1866. Her maiden name was Moore, and her father died when she was only two year? old, and the same year her mother moved to Hancock co , Ga., where she was raised and married, which was in 1813. She was the mother of thirteen children, six sons and seven daughters, and each one of them lived to be years old. Her husband died in 1833, and although his estate was small, yet such was her energy and indus try, that she greatly improved her pecuniary condition and raised and educated her children well. In 1826 she became a member of the M. E. Church, and through all her subsequent life was a consistent and useful Christian. Sbe was in many respects a remarkable woman, posses sing far more than ordinary natural endow ments, and such particularly was her energy, and her attention to business, and to everything worthy of notice, that she made her mark in the world- She passed through eventful peri ods in her history, married during the war of 1812-14, and died just after the close cf the great war*of 1861 64. Thus, as in other re spects, she resembled her mother, Mrs. Eliza beth Dixon, whose death occurred in August, 1864, a notice of which was given by Bishop Pierce in the Advocate of that year. She was in feeble health for several years, but was taken quite ill last November and suffered much up to the time of her death, yet she en dured all her sufferings with heroic patience ; and her mind was strikingly lucid all the time, as evinced by her attention to every little thing about her house and home. She gave direction about her burial, and selected the minister (the Rev. C. S. Hurt) to preach her funeral, the hymns and the text to be used, part of 33d verse of xii Luke—“ A treasure in the heavens tbatfaileth not.” Just before her death, she was heard to say “ O blessed Jesus! I soon shall be with him.” Her prayer that she might die easy was signally answered, for she fell asleep in Jesus without a struggle or groan. James W. Shores. Bro. James L. Willis was born March 27th, 1809, in Columbia co., Ga., and died in Talbot co., Ga., of cancer on the face, Nov. 19th, 1865, in his 54th year. It is impossible to estimate the extent of his sufferings for six years ; but latterly the paroxym3 were not so frequent, nor quite so severe, yet such was his great debility that life was really a burden. Such a spectacle of suf fering rarely occurs in the history of our race ; and yet he bore it like a Christian hero, never offering to murmur at the dispensations of Providence. His meek submission and patient endurance, under such severe afflictions, were marked by all as distinguishing elements of his character during his protracted illness, and form a strong evidence of the power of Divine grace to sustain and console in the day of trou ble. Although he was often sorrowful at the thought of leaving his interesting family, he was always able to say, “ The will of the Lord be done.” He had been a member of the Metho dist Church for thirty-two years, and filled the offices of class leader and steward for many years, with great honor to himself and profit to the church. And when the messenger ar rived, he found him ready, and he could say, a few moments before his death, “ I will soon be in heaven;” and clapping his feeble hands shouted “glory, glory!” A. J. Dean. Miss Elizabeth TiCEßdied in Warren co , Ga., Dec 30th, 1865, in her 49th year. She professed religion, and joined the Metho dist Church in 1831; and-she was an acceptable member till her death. She loved the church of her ohoice, and took a great interest in it, and she will be missed at Salem, where she held her membership for 24 years. The writer has known her nearly 26 years, and can say that she always bore the marks of a Christian. She was sick only about 60 hours, and when death found her ready to die. About the laet words Eke said were, “ I am going to heaven and, no doubt, she is at rest, where sorrow never comes. Amos Johnson. Rev. John S. Henley, for several years a citizen of Banks ciunty, died at his residence in Pontotoc county, Miss., (whither he had recently removed) on 16th December, 1866, in the 64th yearofhisage Hewas a native ofTen n. —for many years a travelling preacher in the Holston Conference of the M. E. Church. Tribute of Respect. In the first Quarterly Conference of Laurens and Reedy River Circuit, for the years 1865-6, he’d at I-aurens C. H , S. 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