\ » J 4 » ters: L ove LJ EY TRACY LAYARD. Love ! Nonesense | ‘tis only the joy of a fool ! H Two pairs of oy es meeting, Two hands lu warm clasp greeting, Pwo hearts in rhythm beating, Two pulses a little full | Love | Nonsense | cast the fond rubbish aside ! A moment of pleasure, A mem'ry to treasure, Repentance at leisure ! A long life of woe to betide ! Love | Nonsense! but oh, think of the heaven ! An embrace full of bliss, One long, sweet full kiss, And more, too, than this, In the dedr promise given ! Love! Nousense | Stupid | Wicked ! Cruel! There's all the walting dreary, The iocoking forward weary. (Love's reply), Aud the dear home-coming cheery! Love is heaven | not the joy of a feol ! oy Ay A— —— EZECH ELCHANAN. Trans ated from fhe German of Baches-Masoch by Gay Vay. It was on a fine day of the carnival, when fun, and even pretty rough fun, was indulged in, that a drunken officer of the king's army staggered through the Jewish quarter of Cracow. It was _ with difficulty he kopt his feet; and oe- ionally, as he went slong ringing in an un-teady voiceor loudly cursing the Hebrews, he would eater a merchants stall and pull its trembling occupant out into the street and strike him with the flat of his heavysword, His hatred for the Jews, which had been inaugurat- ed and augmented by service under Hetman Bogdan Ebmielnitzki, in the Ukraine and in Galicia, where thou- sands of that unfortunate race had been mercilessly butchered, turned however, to a brutal liking for their wives and daughters when they appeared. To these he displayed his gallsntry by pulling away the frontlets of such as came within bis reach, or by tearing the silk caftan that enveloped some pretty form. Ie would catch a trembling Jewess roughly by the arm and pollute with his brandy-laden lips the sweet, red, pleading mouth innocently turned up to bim, and before he would leave the frightened creature go would slap her tender face with his big, rough hands and cry: “You are pale, Re- becea, but I will paint your pretty cheeks.” The Jews feared this brute, not for himself, but for the troops he could call to him in a moment's time, and for the harm he could do through them. He staggered here and there, and at last came tothe house of the merchant prince, Jonas. Here the door was sud- denly closed upon him and locked; but Luna, the pretty daughter of Jonas, was unfortunate enough to show her lovely face, just begioning to bear the beauty of young womanhood, and the man had instantly formed an idea. Inamoment he was at the window, whera he had seen for an instant the frightened face. Luna, trembling with fear, hid herself behind some bales of merchandise. Without sa moment's hesitation the besotted Pole broke in the window, sand crawling through the sash and tramp- ling uader foot the prostrate form of the merchant, caught Luna by her long, black, silken hair, and dragged her, half fainting, toward the well. “I'll christen you," shrieked the drun- ken brute, “and then, by the arrows of holy Sebastipe, you'll be my wife!" “Away! away from his violence |” cried the Jews in the street and from their windows, The excitement was at its height. The drunken wretch had dragged the screaming girl to the brink of the well and was about to throw her into the deep, freezing water, when, with a start ling ery, a young man of twenty dashed out of the crowd, and rushing toward the fainting girl clasped her about the waist and tore her from the hands of her heartless persecutor. It was Ezech Elchanan, Luna's brave lover, a scholar of the order known in those days by the name of Backow, whose members devoted all their life, mind a and labor to the study of the Mosaic law, the Talmud and the Cabala. All the Jews knew him, and he was a favor- ite of all. With a string of horrible oaths the Pole turned on him. “What buginess have you to interfere, soulless dog of =» Jew!" he cried. “Give me back the girl | Dare not to touch me,” quietly answered Elchanan, his black eyes flash- ing, “and don't come near this mai den.” “Y outhreaten me unbeliever? shriek. ed the officer, wild with rage, at the same time striking al the brave youth: His only answer, and the last Le ever received, was a terrible blow on the head from the fist of Exech, The Pole tot. tered and fell, and lay motionless on the ground, Inatanily the ery eame from all quar: “sho dead? Has he killed the te?! if ' Eaech tarned the man over, looked bo the pale, upturned face for a mo Y hugh said istlyy “He Is dead, flog’ filled the airy doors banged, looks » not soul was to be seen. Ezech carried the fainting Luna, pale as a lily, to tae house and into her chamber, where he placed her tenderly on a couch, “Oh, Ezech, what have vou done! what have you done!” cried the weep: ing girl, covering her streaming eyes with her hands, “1 have saved your honor, your li‘, at the sacrifice of a heartless murderer,” was the proud answer of the brave lover, “You have done right, my hero, my own,” sad the girl, bravely drying her tears, “but what will become of you, ob, what will become of you? If they find you here they will pull the house down to get you ; and oh, to think of my no ble champion being torn asunder on the rack !"” “I must escape from here,” answered the young man, “Bat how, and where to?" asked Luna, “Help me out of Cracow and I will manage the rest,” and Elchanan. Luna thought for a moment, then called ber father and her old servant. While the father shaved Ezech, the daughter sheared him of his beautiful, black, curly hair, The servant was sent to kill some poultry. Then they put on the young man & fad +1 head band, and old working-woniu's dress and a large threadbare caftan, hs soon returned with a large basket, con- taining several killed geese. The trans. formed Ezech took this on his arm, and Luna led him out a back way to the street, It was not a moment too soon. S:arcely had he time to kiss his sweet- heart's soft, red lips and whisper a fond gool-by, when there was a noise that shook the house, the front door flew open, and a body of soldiers rushed in and demanded the murderer. While the men were searching and swearing through the house Elchanan, the old goose woman made his way safely to the river, and was taken across to the oppo’ site share in a boat. Here he soon met a farmer's team. The farvier could not withstand the pleadings of a tired old woman, 80 he allowed Ezech to ride with him in the wagon. Without further adventure he finally reached the capital city of Warsaw, where at some merch. ant friends of bis father he reappeared in his usual attire, and on t he same day be jo'ned the ranks of the Polish king’, army as a private, The servant It was in the year 1655, in the slir- ring times when King John Casimir was beset by enemies on all sides and fought slmost simultaneously with Rassians aud Cossacks, Charles X of Sweden and his ally, and with Rakocsy of Transyl- vania. Poland was on the brink of diso- lution. Already the Russians, with their Cossack ¢onfederstes, had taken Smolensk and Wilna, and were moving south toward Lemberg. And now ap- peared Charlies Gustavus of Sweden on the battlefield, his army and dissatisfied nobility jn open srma. As the Swedes neared Warsaw King John Casimir withdrew into Silesia. His troops banded together in the capi tal, but sould only offer 8 weak resist- sace. Here it wasthst Ezech Elchanan first distinguished himself. Ia the thickeet of the fight a Swedish officer gave the order for hia troops to make a charge. The Poles were well nigh van- quished, and the officers, almost fatigued to death, were ready to sur render. The Swede bad not time to finish his command, for quick as a light ing flash Elchanan flew at him, tore him from his horse and bore him a prisoner through the bleeding, fighting ranks. When Warsaw was taken most of the Poles went over to the Swedish King; and there were only a few trusty men who under cover of night took refuge with Ezech Ezenstochowo, Swedes and Russians overran all Poland, and the king had lost his throne. When the last awful battle was over and Ezech, who had fought like a lion, all covered with blood, sank down to rest himself, the noble Augustine Kordezki, prior of the order of Pauline, said warmly; “Jew you well deserve the pame of Pole. May heaven reward your bravery." A number of the faithful soldiers gathered at Ezenstochowo and, under the guidance of this great priest, pray. ed for the delivery of their beloved Isnd, Their example was followed by others. Soon it was known throughout the whole kingdom; and as an answer to their prayer their force increased un- til at the end of the eventful year, on the 20th day of December, 1655, a oon- federation against Charles in Sweden wils formed and the beloved King John wis recalled, Now Ezech wad in part re warded for his services, He was made an officer and called, after his native city Cracowsky, The king took his place at the head of his reunited army, and with his generals made a brave stand against the enemy, Ina Inekey moment King | John obtained the wid of Denmark, sud tho war soon ended; though not before Tt eed i: noguired fresh rand when,” with the treaty of | Praga, hostilities ceased, ho found | soit commmaderof "a vigiment, {and beloved by all the army. From position in the field he came to position at court, He was spoken of in every household, and praise went with his name from the lowest tothe highest. The Queen heard of his poble service and wanted to see bim, s0 one day she sent him a letter telling him to come to her, that she had a favor to grant him, According to her wish Elchanan appear. ed before her privately, and bowing low sank on one knee, The Queen, majesti- cally reclining on a divan, bade him rise and began: E'chanan-Cracowsky, you are a favorite among our young women. Are you aware of it?” Elchanan blushed deeply. “How modest you appear-—almost too modest for a soldier and a Polish com- mander? You have no cause,” contin: ued the Queen, “to blush at your triumphs, Promise to besr me. I have a request to make and a favor to grant you." “It will be my lightest task,” he re plied, “10 do your every bidding.” Then promise me to do this. “Willingly as soon as 1 hear your Majesty's command,” answered Elchan- an. How farsighted yon have become!” said the Queen. You were not so on the battlefield, This is my wish-—that you be christened, and if you would please us all, take the rich and beauti- ful Fraulein Elizabeth for your royal wife, Ezech blushed again, butnow there was a proud, longing look in his pierc- ing eyes. ‘Pardon me, your Highness, if I must refuse,” he said ; “but | have a sweetheart, on whose account 1 joined your army, and ske promised, when I left her, to be true tone snd wait for me till | returned. Can you ask me to be false to the one I know will never be so to me 7" The Queen looked at him a moment, then asked : “How long is it since you left this girl—since you have heard from her 7” “Five long years, answer, " was the sorrowful The Queen still looked st the young commander, now ba'fiwonderingly, balt pityingly, then burst into a ringing laugh, “Well,” she said, '‘give me your answer whea I give you mine. Go acd find your betrothed ; il she has re mained true to you all these years I have no more to say. But if she hes given the heart you claim as yoursto another, then you must do as] have asked.” “] am satisfied ; you have my word of booor,” and respectfully kissing the hand that was given bim, the soldier left the room. It was a stormy November night ; the east wind howled dismally through the streets of Cracow and a deep snow cover. ed the ground. There wasa sudden knock at the door of the merchant Jonas, and as the old man opened it two well clothed persons entered. They were evideutly Jewish merchants, come from a distance. One wore = large, heavy cloak, and as Jonas conducted them in, to the room, this ome stood bimself in the shadow of ‘am “swgle snd anxiously eyed the Jew's beautiful daughter, who sat languidly gazing out of the window into the stormy night. Theman in the shadow watched the beautiful profile ag one gxze on a dear friend he has not seen for years, while the other rented himself pear Luna's side and stated the cause of the visit. “1 bave been sent,” he said, “from Abraham, the rich son of Nathan, in Kiev, to sak for the bestowal of the white band and pure heart of Lunas, the fair daughter of the rich and indus trious Jonas, on Ephriam, the son of Abraham, and grandson of Nathas, to be a light unto bis knowledge and a director unto his thought.” “A great houor,” said Luna, rising, proud, beautiful, yet modest as maid can be,” “but were he ever 50 wise and rich and beautiful, 1 could not marry him.” “And, pray, why not?" smiling: ly asked the messenger, The proud answer eame quickly : “Be. cause | am the promised wife of Ezech Elchanan, who, for a crime he commit. castand a wanderer.” And, bursting into tears at the recollection of the sad event, the faithful girl concluded : “He has my heart, he has my love, snd no other can ever win them." Elchanan could wait no longer, Throwing off the cloak that enveloped him he svepped out of the shadow to ward his sweetheart, “Elchanan | my lover ! Ob, Elchauan!” eried the loving girl, putting herself in the strong sams that were held for her “My darling, have you eame back to me 1" And the tears of sorrow turned to tears of blessed joy. Jonas had the good sense to withdraw and with a business air asked the soldier companion, who had agied his part so well, to take a glass ot wine with him another room, leaving the lovers o ip their happiness, | The next evening all was ifs and gayely Jn the Iebrew Quarter, The house of Jonas was a blaze of light, dis playing flags and savy «eolored decors: tions, Fr Hl + ted insav ug my life, became an out trumpets, flutes snd drums told Ceacow that two happy hearts were joined as | one. The faithful maid became the | faithful wife ; the gallant lover the lov. | ing husband. When the Queen of Poland received | as Ezech's answer the joyous news that | his love had remained true, she smiled | and said ; “Too bad, too bad. 1 would | have made him a nobleman, but his love | was true, Too bad Andy Johneon' [] Secret. Said a prominent public man in New | York the other day: 1 don't want to! boast, but 1 was prominent enough dur- | ing the war and the years which follow | ed it, up to 1870, to be considered some- | body at Washington, and to have almost free access to Mr. Lincoln, Mr. Johnson and the gentlemen of their cabinets. And as to the execution of Mrs, Surratt, I think I know the inside | history of that most glaring wrong ss well as most people, even, who took an | active partin compassing it. To begin | at the beginnig, Mrs. Surrat was tried by a military commission for complicity in the assassination of President Lin. coln and the attempt on the life of Sec retary Seward ; and in accordance with the findings of the commission, she was | executed in July, 1865, three months | after the assination. Andrew Johnson who had become president, who had been covertly and openly importuced and petitioned for a pardon, commuta- tion, or even reprieve, and the prayers | of the unfortunate lady's daughters were | joined by many in public and private life ; but the conditions were such that Mr. Johnson respective COULD NOT SEE TIS WAY CLEAR to interfere. The appointed day arrived snd Mr, Surrat was executed on Capitol Hill, while her daughter lay fainting on | the steps of the White House, repulsed from the president's presence by bayo- nets ordered by Edwin M Stanton, secre tary of war, and refused a word of favor by Preston King, who since committed suicide in the North river. | think it | was in the month of December, 1865, | was stopping at Willard's Hotel, in Washington. Dining one Satur: | day evening with four f{riends, it | was suggested after cigars had | been lighted, that we make a call on President Johnson, The propo. | sition was agreed to by all except one of my friends. Four of us—Gen. James B. Stedman, Felix McClosky, Cornelius Wendell, public priater, snd wyself— | | suuntered along Pennsylvania avenue, | and by the time our cigars were ex. hausted resched the White House. We 1 found the president alone, but mood and evidently depressed. Several un’ important topics were discussed. 1 was speaking with Mr, McCloskey and Gen, Stedmen, and President Johnson was | talking in a low tone of voice to Mr, | Wendell, when he suddenly turned and said: “It bas been told me that there | abe RUMORS ABOUT THE MOTELS in the city that a petition was sent to | me in behalf of Mrs, Surratt, praying | for a pardon, and that all the members of the commission which tried her ex. cept one, signed it; have you heard of anything to that effect 7" We answered in one voice: "No, Mr. President.” Mr. Johnson continued that he was as- sured that such was the fact, and that he would await developments, “To-day,” said he, “I have heard of such a peti’ tion for the first time. 1 resisted impor tunities of private individuals, and was greatly distressed, but could not see my way clear to interefere.”” He was right in his own mind, and he took the only sale course, for there were 10,000 men in snd around the White House night and day ready to kill Andrew Johanson bad he proceeded on his own motion, or yielded tothe pressure that was brought to bear, to even postpone Mrs. Surratt’s execution. 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