Roumanian Stories, Translated from the Original Roumanian
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Roumanian Stories, Translated from the Original Roumanian
Romania -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Short stories, Romanian -- Translations into English
Immediately upon his arrival Lapushneanu gave orders that all the
Moldavian towns, except Hotin, should be piled high with wood and
burnt, wishing thus to destroy the refuge of the discontented,
who many times, under the protection of their walls, hatched plots
and attempted rebellion. In order to undermine the influence of the
boyars, and to root out the feudal communities, he despoiled them of
their estates under every kind of pretext; in this way he deprived
them of their only means of reducing and corrupting the populace.
But not deeming this plan sufficient he put persons to death from time
to time. For the smallest official mistake, upon the utterance of the
slightest complaint, the head of the culprit was spiked upon the gates
of the churchyard, with a placard setting forth his fault, real or
imaginary; the rotting head was only removed to make room for another.
No one dared to speak against him, much less plot. A numerous guard
of mercenaries, Albanians, Serbs, Hungarians, driven out on account
of their misdeeds, found shelter with Alexandru, who bribed them
with high pay; the Moldavian army, under captains who were his own
creatures, he kept on the frontiers, he gave the soldiers leave to
go to their own homes, retaining only a small number.
One day he was walking alone in the saloon of the royal palace. He
had had a long talk with Motzoc, who was in great favour, and who
had departed after devising a scheme for some fresh tax. He seemed
restless, he talked to himself, and was evidently meditating another
death or some fresh persecution when a side door opened, and admitted
the Princess Rucsanda.
At the death of her parent, the good Petru Raresh, who--says the
chronicle--was buried amidst much lamentation and mourning in the
sacred Monastery of Probota, erected by himself, Rucsanda remained, at
a tender age, under the guardianship of her two elder brothers, Iliash
and Shtefan: Iliash, succeeding his father upon the throne, after a
short and stormy reign, retired to Constantinople where he embraced
Mohammedanism, and Shtefan took his place upon the throne. This man
was more cruel than his brother; he began by compelling all strangers
and Catholics to renounce their religion, and many rich families
settled in the country went into exile on this account, giving as a
pretext the poverty of the land and the decline in trade. The boyars,
many of whom were related by marriage to the Poles and Hungarians,
took offence, and entering into communication with the exiled boyars
decided that Shtefan should perish. Perhaps they would have delayed
to put this plan into execution if his excesses had not hastened it
on. "No woman was safe from his lust if she were fair," says the
chronicler in his naïve fashion. One day when he was at Tzutzora,
instead of waiting for the arrival of the exiled boyars, the boyars
who were with him cut the ropes of the tent under which he was seated,
in order to prevent his escape, and rushing upon him murdered him.
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