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Being resigned to death, he expected to meet his end on the day in which he was put in irons; but this period passing over, he began to hope, and came to find consolation amongst the Frenchmen. He soon attached himself to the susceptible M. Richmont, to whom the young Greek developed the series of intrigues which had drawn upon him the vengeance of the capoundan-pacha, and the plots which had a few months before caused his uncle Cangierli to lose his head, which was demanded by Paswan Oglou. In short, he disclosed to him the secrets of that inveterate policy which was employed against France.
During the tiine of his detention, the relations of Ianaki applied to the capoudan-pacha to obtain his pardon, and transmitted to the captive such intelligence as might tend to tranquillize his mind. The guardian bachis, a barbarous and cruel race, paid him some respect, because they considered him only as a favourite under a temporary disgrace. The solicitations of the afflicted family, after a month's application, were at length heard by the wife of Hussein Pacha, who paid them a favourable attention, and the pardon of the prisoner seemed certain, because the niece of the present sultan, who was Hussein's wife, had interested herself in his behalf. In short, Hussein answered her last solicitation by say. ing, that Ianaki should come out that very evening; but with a duplicity that a coward could only be guilty of, he sent a secret order for his strangulation.
The unfortunate Ianaki began to suspect the fate
which was reserved for him, by the defection of the guardian bachis, and the imprisoned Greeks, who used to
pay their respects to him; but his hopes entirely vanished, when, after the usual nightly call, instead of letting him re-enter the Bagne, they took him into a coffee-house within the walls, whither the condemned persons are generally conducted. As soon as the day was closed, the cord terminated his 'existence, and his body was thrown into the port. Such was the reward of the fidelity and devotion of Ianaki, whom Hussein sacrificed, in order to bury with him the secrets which he feared he might divulge.
HYMN TO THE EVENING STAR.
Mild Star of Eve, whose tranquil beams
Are grateful to the Queen of Love ;
More bright than all the host above,
All hail, thou soft, thou holy star,
Thou glory of the sky!
Leading the shepherd-minstrelsy,
No savage robber of the dark,
No foul assassin, claims thy aid,
Or light him on his plund'ring trade;
The following beautiful lines on the same sublime
subject, appeared a few months ago in one of the London newspapers.
TO THE EVENING STAR.
Hail, loveliest of the stars of Heaven,
Whose soft, yet brilliant beams display
The splendour of retiring Day!
Star of delight! the rosy sky
Sheds tears of joy for thy return;
Nymphs of thy train, the Planets burn.
And every flower, and shrub, and tree,
A tribute of perfuine to thee.
Day for thy partial smile contends;
Night boasts for her thy glories shine;
And Beauty whispers, “ Thou art mine."
Yes, thou art Beauty's friend and guide;
Conducted by thy beams so sweet, She wanders forth at even-tide,
The chosen of her heart to meet.
All grace she moves-with steps as light
As Rapture’s bliss or Fancy's dream; More soft her thoughts than dews of night,
More pure than that unwaving stream.
Thy beams disclose the haunt of love,
Conspicuous ’mid the twilight scene; For Spring its leafy texture wove,
And wedded roses to its green.
Fair wand'rer of the sunset hour,
Approaching to the ruddy west, Where fairy forms prepare thy bow'r
With blooms from heavenly gardens drest--
Behold the light that fills her eye,
The Dushes o'er her cheeks that move; Can earth a sight more sweet supply,
Than loveliness improved by Love?
" Yes far more sweet !" methinks the while
I hear thy accents whisper low; « 'Tis Beauty, with her angel smile,
" Inclining o'er the couch of woe.”
ACCOUNT OF THE CELEBRATED BARON TRENCK.
“ He had seen no man, no moon in all that time--nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice.”
BARON DE TRENCK, at the time of the first war between the king of Prussia and the house of Austria, being young and enterprising, offered himself, with a small band of determined men, to carry off the king of Prussia, when he went out from his camp to reconnoitre the position of the Austrians. In fact, he did attempt the enterprise; but succeeded so ill, that he was taken prisoner himself, and condemned to perpetual confinement in the castle of Magdeburgh. The treatment he received was equally singular and cruel. He was chained, standing against the wall; so that, for several years, he could neither sit nor lie down. His guards had orders not to let him sleep more than a certain time; very short, but long enough to prevent his strength from being entirely exhausted. He remained four or five years in this dreadful situation; after which, there being reason to fear that he could not live long in that state, he was chained in such a manner that he might sit down, which appeared to him to be a great alleviation of his sufferings. He told me himself, that after having suffered severe illness during the first years of his imprisonment, his constitution, which was