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
"Can you yourself, Thaddeus, not feel for the oppressed?" Ivan went on
to say; "you, whose native land has so grievously suffered from the
power of Russia; you, who have such deep cause to rue the tyranny of her
iron sway! Then, as you love me, never again give utterance to the
subject you have so thoughtlessly touched upon, for it is one on which I
cannot trust my feelings."
"I spoke but in jest," answered the other, "and most sincerely do I
applaud your sentiments; but alas! I fear the principles you profess,
when put in practice, will answer but badly in this country, and are
such as it is more prudent to suppress. For my own part, I confess
that, though I have a high respect for the liberty of all men--
especially for my own, I have such an innate love of fighting, that,
provided an opportunity offer of exercising my propensity, I care little
in what cause I draw my sword."
"For shame, Thaddeus!" cried Ivan, indignantly. "I blush to hear one,
whom I call my friend, and who I trusted was formed for nobler purposes,
confess himself ready to become the willing tool of a despot; for to
this does your declaration amount."
Thaddeus laughed, and gave a shrug of his shoulders, as he replied--
"Your emancipation from college, my dear Ivan, has, in truth,
wonderfully expanded the liberality of your sentiments; and it is indeed
fortunate that the idea had not there occurred to you of giving lectures
on the rights and independence of man; they would have wonderfully
edified your hearers among the cadets, and made most admirable subjects
and soldiers of them for the Emperor; but your exertions in the cause of
liberty would not have gained you much credit in higher quarters."
"Your foolish bantering," answered the excited Ivan, "is but a poor
apology for your want of liberal principles. Nor am I the madman you
wish to make me appear. You well know how much I detested the thraldom
in which we were kept at college, and that I pursued my studies with
redoubled efforts and perseverance, in order to emancipate myself as
soon as possible from that irksome and hated state. To you, as a tried
and only friend, I have now opened my mind, trusting to have had a
hearer who would cordially agree in my sentiments; but it appears that I
have been grievously mistaken, and I have learned a bitter lesson--to
trust in no living soul!"
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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