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 engaged Ivan to accompany him in his drosky, to the favourite
promenade of the citizens, called "L'Allee des Peuples," which is
without the city barrier; and were the shopkeepers and inferior classes
of society assemble to enjoy their favourite pastimes. On their way
they observed in the distance the state prisons, where the unfortunate
exiles are confined, previously to their departure for Siberia;
collected together from all parts of the Empire, in gloomy despondency,
they there await the day, which always falls on Monday, when it shall be
their turn to set forth in a troop on their toilsome and dreary journey.
"Ah," thought Ivan, as he gazed on the long, low, but strongly guarded
walls, "how many an innocent victim has there parted from all the sweet,
and fond ties of life, to march bare-footed, and in chains over hundreds
of long leagues, weak and bleeding; his companions dying by his side,
day after day, as lying down to rest, they find an everlasting repose,
happier than the survivors left to eke out, with hopeless toil, a
miserable existence, in an inhospitable clime."
It must, however be observed, that though the fate of most of the exiles
is forlorn and miserable in the extreme; others of higher rank, and
banished for slight political offences, are allowed comparative freedom,
on their arrival at their place of destination. Many reside in cities
with their families, surrounded with most of the luxuries of Europe,
though under the surveillance of the police. Yet what can compensate
for a banishment from their native land without the remotest hope or
power of returning thither?
The promenade of the people of which we have spoken, is a wide tract,
ornamented with noble trees, and furnished with all the means necessary
to promote the national amusements of the Russians. Thither had
resorted the easily pleased citizens to amuse themselves, to the utmost,
after their busy occupations. Surrounded by their families and friends,
seated on the turf, they were enjoying their tea, which was served out
of large urns, placed before them on the ground; the joke and the
refreshments passing merrily round. Here, a large concourse of idlers
formed a circle round a party of mountebanks and jugglers; each feat of
dexterity receiving loud applause: there, a troop of Gipsy girls gained
equal admiration, as, in the mazy figures of the dance, they exhibited
their picturesque and graceful movements.
It mostly happens that those of a higher station do not deign to become
spectators of these scenes, and restrict themselves to their own
promenades; yet, there were a few whose curiosity, like of that our two
friends, had led them to this spot.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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