The Turkish Spies Ali Abubeker Kaled, and Zenobia Marrita Mustapha, Or, the Mohammedan Prophet of 1854 Volume 17; A True History of the Russo-Turkish War (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1855 Excerpt: ...murderer of Charles Demmon, and of my husband, Nicholas D." Albert covered his face with his hands. "Come," said the officer, laying his hand on his shoulder. "Where 1" asked Albert, faintly. "To prison." "God have mercy on me," he said, and fell senseless on the floor. In an hour the brothers were lodged safely in prison. CHAPTER YIII. THE PRISOX--THE Twnf BROTHERS--REPENTANC.H NEVER TOO LATE THE IXKOUTIO-. A few days passed, when the brothers were brought out to the court house for trial. They were tried, found guilty, and sentenced to be executed. When taken back to prison, I visited them. Albert was lying on Tiis bed, bia face covered with his hands. Cornelius, who appeared to be very ul, was lying upon the floor. As I entered, Albert sprang up. ) "What do you want here?" he asked, as though angry at being disturbed. "To do God's work," I replied. "God I" exclaimed Albert; "there is no God I do not believe it There is none--none I" "Wretched man," said I; "you do not believe in Him who is now punishing you." "Peace " cried Albert. "I tell you there is none; and if there were, why did he bring me here 1 Why did he make me what I am?" "To bring" "Silence " exclaimed Albert. "I must do my duty," said I; and I seated myself upon the bed. With a curse Albert sprang toward me, and raised his hand to strike. I folded my arms and looked him calmly in the face. There was something in my eye that appalled him. Hia, uplifted hand fell, ami he trembled violently. '"In a few hours you will be dead," said I. "Why remind me of my condition?" cried Albert "Is it to torment Die th...