The Circassian Chief: A Romance of RussiaKingston, William Henry Giles
History
The Circassian Chief: A Romance of Russia
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Caucasus -- History -- Juvenile fiction
Thaddeus added, as he sauntered onwards, picking the wild flowers, that
he considered it a grievous pity, that there were not a few more honest
men like him in the world; as then there would be but little to complain
of.
"Sir," answered the Gipsy, "thousands of bosoms beat with impulses
similar to my own, and wait but for the time and opportunity to free
themselves from bondage. It will be a dreadful crisis, for what power
can place bounds to an infuriated and desperate populace, when once they
have received the frenzied impulse. Let those, who have been the first
cause of the insurrection, attempt to quell it; it would be as vain to
hope to check the mighty torrent rushing from the before pent up
glacier, when it has burst its icy bonds. But enough of this, Sirs. I
warn you that even now, a storm is gathering which will ere long burst
over this country; and may you be prepared to meet the danger when it
shall come. More I may not, dare not say, and thus much gratitude, and
the certainty that I may fully trust you, have impelled me to speak,
that you may benefit by the warning."
As they retraced their steps in silence towards the camp, Ivan's
thoughts reverted to the expressions which the Gipsy had let fall.
"And can there," he mused, "be a chance of the regeneration of this
country; when slavery shall no longer exist; and all men shall have
equal lights, and equal justice! Oh, how ardently do I wish that I
could be instrumental in bringing about so happy a consummation!"
On their arrival, they found a repast laid out in front of the tent,
consisting of wheat cakes, and bowls of milk. In the places assigned to
the two visitors, were laid bunches of wild flowers; that of Ivan being
distinguished by a wild rose, with the pure morning dew yet glistening
on its delicate tinted leaves.
"These flowers," said the Gipsy, "are my daughter's gift to her guests,
though she herself cannot appear before them."
They both expressed their thanks for the delicately marked attention,
and on finishing their simple, but plentiful meal, they mentioned their
wish to resume their journey to Tver.
The Gipsy chief endeavoured to prevail on them, in his rough, but open
and manly way, to tarry another day at his camp; but they excused
themselves on the plea of their servant being in waiting for them, and
Ivan declared himself fully capable of undergoing the fatigues of the
journey.
"If we may not then keep you longer with us," replied their hospitable
friend, "we will, at least, accompany you on your way as far as the
Volga; on the banks of which rapid stream, we are about to form our next
encampment, for after the occurrence of yesterday, I have deemed it
prudent to move at once."
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