The War Tiger: Or, Adventures and Wonderful Fortunes of the Young Sea Chief and His Lad Chow: A Tale of the Conquest of ChinaDalton, William
History
The War Tiger: Or, Adventures and Wonderful Fortunes of the Young Sea Chief and His Lad Chow: A Tale of the Conquest of China
Dalton, William
China -- History -- Tatar Conquest, 1643-1644 -- Fiction
"Not so, O illustrious, princess! for, like a brand from the flames,
this great and fertile island hath been plucked from the thieving
Tartars and Hollanders by Koshinga, that it may be restored to the
princess of China, as a resting-place, till the whole of her empire be
recovered."
"Who, O my brother, is this bold, brave man that thus shakes the world
by his power?"
"A patriot, and a true Chinese, whose only ambition is to root out the
miserable Tartars from the land, and restore its throne to its ancient
Emperors," replied Nicholas; adding, "But the princess would see this
terrible sea chief." Then he led her through the double rows of troops,
which were drawn up the whole length between the castle and the shore,
and all of whom bent low with respectful loyalty as the daughter of
their late Emperor passed. When within the castle, he led her to a door
where a number of ladies in rich dresses stood ready to receive her.
"Now, O illustrious princess, will thy servant prepare the noble chief
for the great honor of thy visit," said Nicholas, leaving her to the
care of the ladies.
CHAPTER XLVI.
THE KING AND QUEEN OF FORMOSA.--HAPPY TERMINATION OF THE STORY.
The pleasure of the princess had changed to grief; she felt disappointed
and desolate, for once fallen from her high rank, and having been thrown
by misfortune beneath the care of Nicholas, she had learned to regard
him as a brother; therefore, after the death of the Prince Yong-Li,
great had been her delight, by anticipation, of again meeting him--but
now, alas! the brave youth seemed changed. Was he not, indeed, one of
the officers of the great Koshinga, by whose command he had received
her, not as a dear friend, but with the cold and formal respect due to
that exalted rank, which, as it seemed about to rob her of her adopted
brother, was hateful to her?
Thus, in a very melancholy mood, she followed the ladies through the
corridor into a suite of rooms, magnificently furnished with the spoils
from the well-laden ships of Li-Kong. She, who, more fortunate than most
princesses, had had the painful mantle of royalty torn from her
shoulders and been permitted for a season to taste the troubles of
ordinary mortals, which, compared to her former state, seemed luxury
itself, was again about to be petrified by state garments, and, like the
idols, her Christian teaching caught her to despise, placed upon a
throne high up out of the way of common humanity, and as her experience
had taught her, mocked with a false adoration.
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