Chapter LVII
The news reached Morsinia at Croia long before the return of the army. She took little joy in the hearty and generous acclaim that welcomed her to her inheritance. She had no vanity to be stimulated by the popular stories which associated her beauty with her wealth. Her thoughts seemed to be palled with heaviness, rather than canopied by the bright prospects which fortune had spread for her.
When Castriot officially announced to her the restoration of the DeStreeses’ property, she refused to enter upon her estates, which were to come to her through the ceremony of blood in the execution of her enemy.
“No! Let them be confiscate to the State. I cheerfully surrender their revenues for Albania. I ask nothing more than to be the instrument of so aiding our noble cause and its noble leader,” said she.
“Albania will insist that you shall obtain your right. From voivode to lowest peasant, the people will be content only as the daughter of DeStreeses graces his ancient castle.”
“But,” responded she, “I shall never enter its doors over the body of my enemy. May not some other fate be his?”
“Law should be sacred,” said Castriot.
“But is it not a law of Albania that even a murderer need not be executed if all the family of his victim unite in his behalf, and he pay the Krwnina?110 Am I not all the family of DeStreeses? Let then the estates be the Krwnina.”
“That cannot be,” replied Castriot. “The law requires the price of blood to be paid by the murderer, and the estates belong not to Amesa. Besides, Albania will be better served by your occupation of the castle, reviving its ancient prestige, and proclaiming thus that the reign of justice has been restored in our land.”
“But let justice be mingled with mercy,” said Morsinia.
“Nay, the mercy would dilute the quality of the justice.”
“Can there be no mitigation of our cousin Amesa’s fate, which shall not prejudice the right?” asked the fair intercessor. “If Jesu prayed to his Father that His murderers might be forgiven, may not I plead that my father, the father of his country, shall be gracious to him who has wronged me?”
Castriot was absorbed in deep thought. At length he replied:
“Ah, how little we men, schooled to revenge and bloodshed, know what justice is, and what mercy is, as these sentiments move in the heart of the Eternal! Your pure soul, my child, has closer kinship with heaven than ours. I fear to deny your request, lest I should offend that mysterious Spirit which has seemed to counsel me since, in the land of the Moslems, I swore to return to my Christian faith; and which, in my prayers and dreams, has been strangely associated with you. In all that is right and good your conscience shall still inspire mine: for you are my good angel. Amesa’s life shall be spared. But no breath of his must so much as taint the air of Albania. I am summoned by my old ally, Ferdinand of Naples, to assist in driving the French from his domains. Amesa shall go with me, and be kept in custody among strangers. But it must be proclaimed from the citadel of Croia that his life is restored him by the daughter of Musache de Streeses.
“And yet, my dear child,” continued he, “in these rude times you cannot dwell alone in the castle. You need a protector who is not only wise and brave, and loyal to Albania, but loyal to you. My duties elsewhere will prevent my rendering that service. Colonel Kabilovitsch’s age is stealing the alertness from his energies. Our Constantine—Ah! Does the blush tell that I am right?” He took her hand, as he asked: “May I exercise the father’s privilege, according to our Albanian custom, and put this hand into Constantine’s, to keep and to defend?”
Morsinia replied frankly. “Since, Sire, I may not give my estates to my country, bestow them upon whom you will; and my hand must go to him, who, since we were children, has held my heart.”
The following day, as the sun gilded the walls of Croia with his setting rays, an immense concourse of soldiers and peasants gathered within the citadel court. The executioner led the traitor, followed by a priest, out upon the bastion. A trumpet sounded, and the silence which followed its dying note was broken by the voice of the crier, who announced that, in the name of God and the sovereign people, and by the ordaining of George, Duke of Albania, the decree of justice should be executed upon the Voivode Amesa. Then followed the record of his crimes, together with the declaration that his appearance in arms among the enemy, having been, according to his declaration, not treason against his country, but rebellion against the military chieftaincy of Duke George, was by the grace of that high official forgiven; and further that the sentence of death for his foul murder of Musache De Streeses and his wife Mara Cernoviche, was, through the intercession of Mara, sole survivor of that ancient house, and by the authority of Duke George, commuted to perpetual banishment from the realm, in such place and condition as seemed best to the Duke for the security of the land.
The people stood in amazement as they listened. The relief from the horror of the anticipated spectacle, when the head of the former favorite should be held up by the executioner, led them to accept complacently this turn in affairs, even though their judgment did not commend it. In a few moments the cry rose, “Live Duke George! A Castriot forever!” Soon it changed to wilder enthusiasm, “Long live Mara De Streeses!” This storm of applause could not be stilled until Morsinia permitted herself to be led by Castriot to the edge of the battlement.
As the sun was setting, the huge mass of the citadel rose like a mighty altar from the bosom of the gloom which had already settled about its base. Slowly the shadow had climbed its side, crowding the last bright ray until it vanished from the top of the parapet. It was at this instant that Morsinia appeared. The citadel beneath her was sombre as the coming night which enwrapped it, but her form was radiant in the lingering splendor of the departing day. As she raised her hand in response to the grateful clamor of the people, she seemed the impersonation of a heavenly benediction. The multitude gazed in reverent silence for a moment. Then, as the sun dropped behind the western hill, veiling the glory of this apparition, they made the very sky resound with their shouts; and in the quick gathering darkness went their ways.
A few weeks later, the castle of De Streeses was decked with banners, whose bright colors rivalled the late autumnal hues of the forest from the midst of which it rose. Multitudes of people all day long thronged the paths leading up to it from the valleys around. Gorgeously arrayed voivodes, accompanied by their suites, made the ravines resound with their rattling armor; and bands of peasants, in cheap but gaudy finery, threaded through the by paths. Those who possessed tents brought them. Others, upon their arrival in the proximity of the castle, erected booths and festooned them with vines, which the advancing season had painted fiery red or burst into gray feathery plumes. From cleared places near the castle walls rose huge spirals of smoke, as oxen and sheep, quartered or entire, were being roasted, to feed the multitude of guests; while great casks of foaming beer and ruddy sparkling wine excited and slaked their thirst. The recent defeat of the Turks had led to the withdrawal of their armies, at least until winter should have passed; and the people of the northern country gave themselves up to the double celebration of the well-won peace and the nuptials of Mara De Streeses.
Within the castle the great and the dignified of the land abandoned themselves to equal freedom with the peasants, in the enjoyment of games, and the observance of simple and fantastic national customs. Morsinia and Constantine kissed again through the ivy wreath, as in the days of childhood. The new matron’s distaff touched the oaken walls of the great dining hall; and her hand spread the table with bread and wine and water, in formal assumption of her office as housewife. When she undressed and dressed again the babe, borrowed from a neighboring cottage, she received sundry scoldings and many saws of nursery advice from a group of peasant mothers. The happy couple were almost buried beneath the buckets of grain, which some of the guests poured over them, as they wished them all the blessings of the soil. When they approached the fire place they were showered with sparks, as some one struck the huge glowing log and invoked for them the possession of herds and flocks and friends as many as the fireflecks that flew.
Gifts were offered: those of the poor and rich being received with equal grace;—a rare breed of domestic fowls following a case of cutlery from Toledo in Spain; and a necklace of pearls preceding a hound trained by some skillful hunter. On opening the casket which Castriot presented, as he kissed the golden cluster upon the forehead of the bride, there was found within a cap of sparkling gems, such as is worn by oriental brides, a parchment commissioning Constantine as a voivode in the Albanian service, with governor’s command of the Skadar country.
The blessing of the priest was supplemented by those of the old men, which were put in form of prophecies. Kabilovitsch inclosed the happy couple in outstretched arms, and gazing long into their faces, said:
“As on that night at the foot of the Balkans I wrapped you, my children, in my blanket, and, in my absence, another greater than we knew, our generous Castriot, took my place to watch over you; so now, as soon I must leave you forever, One greater than man knows, even our Covenant God, shall be your guardian!”
A man, apparently decrepit with the weight of years, assumed the privilege of a venerable stranger upon such occasions, and came to utter his prophecy. His head was covered with a close fitting fur cap, which concealed his brow to the eyes. Straggling gray locks hung partly over his face and down his neck. As he spoke, Constantine started with evident amazement, which was, however, instantly checked. The bride seemed strangely fascinated. Kabilovitsch, who had been too much absorbed with his own thoughts to notice the stranger’s approach, lifted his head quickly, and put his hand to his ear, as if catching some faint and distant sound. This was the old prophet’s blessing—
“Allah ordains that these walls, consecrated to Justice, and inhabited by Love, shall from this day be guarded by Peace. Even the Moslem’s sword shall be stayed from hence!”
He bowed to the floor, touching with his lips the spot where Morsinia had stood. Before the guests could fully comprehend this scene, he was gone. But lying on the floor where he had bowed was a silken case, elegantly wrought. Morsinia uttered a subdued, yet startled, cry as she seized it. The gift seemed to have thrown a spell about her; for, with paled cheeks, she asked that she might retire to rest awhile in her chamber.
“A wjeshtize!” cried several, looking out from the door through which the man had passed.
“Heaven grant he has left no curse!” exclaimed others.
The silken case contained several crystals of atar of roses. In one of these, which was larger than the others, gleamed, instead of the perfumed drop, a splendid diamond. Upon a piece of parchment, as fine as the silk of which the case was made, Morsinia read—
“My pledge to give my life for thine shall be kept when need requires—Meanwhile know that the Padishah, the rightful Lord of Albania, has bestowed this castle upon Ballaban Badera, Aga of the Janizaries, who in turn bestows it upon Mara De Streeses—
“Signed,
“Michael.”
Our story has covered a period of thirteen years. For eleven years more the genius of Scanderbeg, which his perhaps too partial countrymen used to compare to that of Alexander and Pyrrhus, withstood the whole power of the Ottoman Empire, directed against him by the most skilful generals of the age. Sinam and Assem, Jusem and Caraza, Seremet and the puissant Sultan Mahomet himself successively appeared in the field; but retreated, leaving their thousands of slain to attest the invincibility of the Albanian chief. Only one Ottoman commander ventured to return for a second campaign. The old Latin chronicles of the monk Marinus Barletius—who records the deeds of Castriot in thirteen volumes—assign this honorable distinction to the Janizary, Ballaban Badera. In six campaigns this redoubtable warrior desolated Albania. From Thessaly, northward over the land, poured the Moslem tide, but it stayed itself at the waters of Skadar; and, as if fate had approved the prophecy of the aged stranger at the nuptials of Constantine and Morsinia, the castle of De Streeses during all these terrible years, looked down upon bloodless fields. Though his lands were ravaged, the courage of Castriot was not wearied, nor was his genius baffled, until, in the year 1467, there came upon him a mightier than Ballaban, a mightier than Mahomet. In the presence of the last enemy he commended his country to the valor of his voivodes, his family to the protection of friends,111 and his soul to the grace of Jesu, his Saviour. They buried him in the old church at Lyssa. Years after, no Scanderbeg succeeding Scanderbeg, the Turks possessed the land. They dug up his bones, and, inclosing their fragments in silver and gold, wore them as amulets. Pashas and Viziers esteemed themselves happy, even in subsequent centuries, if they might so much as touch a bone of Scanderbeg; “For perchance,” they said, “there may thus be imparted to us some of that valor and skill which in him were invincible by the might of men.”
The End
Footnotes1
A title of the Sultan.
2 Bashaw; an old name for pasha.
3 Arnaout; Turkish for Albanian, a corruption of the old Byzantine word Arvanitæ.
4 Koran, Chap. II.
5 Iscander-Beg; or The Lord Alexander.
6 Giaours; a term of reproach by which the Turks designate the unbelievers in Mahomet, especially Christians.
7 800 of the Hegira; 1422 of the Christian era.
8 Sanjak; a military and administrative authority giving the possessor command of 5,000 horse.
9 The Moslems are allowed four wives. Beyond this number their women can be only concubines.
10 The Moslems call Christians dogs.
11 These are still Servian customs.
12 Vide Apochryphal Gospels.
13 Divan; the Turkish Council of State.
14 A lake in Albania.
15 Voivode; a Servian and Albanian term for general.
16 Gunpowder was at this time coming into general use.
17 The old chronicles admit, as one weakness of Scanderbeg, a fondness for personal decoration.
18 The author adds these lines to the meagre details of this battle as known, for the purpose of accounting for its immediate issue, and for the subsequent events.
19 Some historians represent Scanderbeg as having had Albanian accomplices in this murder.
20 Spahi: master of cavalry.
21 Bismallah; “Please God,” a Turkish common exclamation.
22 Lake Scutari.
23 The Inexpert, or lower grade of Janizaries.
24 An incident narrated in Turkish history.
25 Timour-lenk or Timourlane; Timour the Lame.
26 See old annals.
27 Vide, the Greek Empress Irene and her son Constantine.
28 The bridge over hell mentioned above.
29 Afterward Sultan Mahomet II.
30 Literally, Man of Blood, a title of the Sultan.
31 The custom also in other Oriental nations than the Turkish.
32 Aga; commander.
33 Kara Khalil Tschendereli, the founder of the Janizaries in the time of Sultan Orchan.
34 According to a Moslem tradition the beautiful birds of paradise hold in their crops the souls of holy martyrs until the resurrection.
35 Kaiks or caiques; light row-boats.
36 Whence the word Ottoman. Also written Osman, whence the Osmanlis.
37 Yeni Tscheri; new troop; corrupted in Janizary.
38 Vide Koran.
39 About 1280 A. D.
40 About the end of the tenth century.
41 Between 997 and 1030 A. D.
42 Tribes of Turkius were mentioned by Pliny.
43 This perversion of the Christian dogma of the Trinity was taught by heretical sects in the time of the Prophet Mahomet, and is embodied in the Koran.
44 A. D., 1444.
45 Fiefs or portions of conquered lands given to soldiers.
46 Sir William Temple.
47 Still a Servian and Albanian superstition.
48 Moslems do not remove the hat in making salutation.
49 Two horse-tails; the symbol of a Beyler Bey, a chief bey of Europe or Asia.
50 A title of Janizaries given them by the dervish who blessed the order at its institution in the days of Orchan.
51 According to the Moslems, hell is divided into seven stories or cellars, the lowest being reserved for hypocrites.
52 Bride of Othman.
53 Ivo, the Black, or Tsernoi, from whom the mountain country to the north of Albania was called Tsernogorki, or, in its Latinized form, Montenegro.
54 Lake Scadar or Scutari.
55 The Tsernoyevitcha, the great river of Montenegro which empties into Lake Scutari.
56 Still noted by travellers on this river.
57 An Albanian title of Elijah.
58 The Albanians regard Mary as the sender of lightning.
59 Tsigani; a word by which Slavic people designate the gypsies, who are supposed by them to have come from India in the time of Tamerlane.
60 Help me, Mary!
61 The death angel.
62 In Albanian speech the sun is feminine.
63 Marinus Barletius, a Latin monk of the time, has given us in his chronicles, the most extended account of Scanderbeg.
64 Filioque; “and the Son.” The Latin Church holds that the Holy Spirit proceeds from the Father and the Son. The Greeks deny the latter part of the proposition.
65 A modern Greek talent weighs 125 English pounds.
66 The present art of “slow approach” was an invention of the Turks.
67 A face of Christ was wrought in mosaic in the wall above the chancel of St. Sophia. The Turks still have a traditional saying that the Christian shall not again possess Constantinople until the face of Jesus appears visibly in St. Sophia. At the time of its capture by the Moslems this picture of Christ was painted over. It is now again dimly discerned through the fading and scaling paint.
68 The “Azymites” were those who used unleavened bread in the sacrament, and at the time of which we are writing the word was used among the Greeks as a term of reproach to the Latinizers, that is, those who favored union with the Latin Church.
69 A suburb of Constantinople, occupied by the Genoese.
70 Brothers of the infidels.
71 One of the sultanas of Amurath II. and daughter of George Brankovitch, Despot of Servia.
72 The type of a beautiful complexion according to the Koran, Chap. XXXVII.
73 Koran, Chap. XXXIV.
74 Koran, Chap. IV.
75 Shadow of God, one of the titles of the Sultan.
76 The niche in mosques, on the side toward Mecca, in the direction of which the Moslems turn their faces to pray.
77 The Panurgia, a name given to the Holy Virgin, who at a former siege of Constantinople, in 1422, was imagined to have appeared upon the wall for its defense.
78 The Ottomans regard the appellation of “King of the Turks” as an insult, since the Turks are comparatively few of the many subjects of the Sultan in Europe. Some of the most distinguished servants of the empire are of Christian parentage, and either have been conquered or have voluntarily submitted to the domination of the Moslem.
79 The Moslem superstition led them to believe that witches, by tying knots in a cord and blowing on them, brought evil to the person they had in mind.
80 Easter.
81 The Coptic Mary with whom the Prophet was said to have been enamored.
82 In 1437 the Venetians carried many large ships across the country from the river Adige to the lake of Garda.
83 At Actium.
84 Odalisk; the title of a childless inmate of the harem.
85 Mother of the Sultan.
86 Hamamjina; bath attendant.
87 Hanoum; a title given to matrons.
88 Muderris; professors in the high schools.
89 Chain of Ulemas; a renowned system of colleges.
90 Gibbon; Chapter LXVIII.
91 Porphyry column; now the famous Burnt Column.
92 Staff of Moses; one of the relics held sacred by the Greeks at the time.
93 Gibbon’s statement of Mahomet II’s. opinion.
94 Punishment of those in hell, according to Koran.
95 See effigy in the museum of the Elbicei-Atika at Constantinople.
96 A similar remark was made afterward by Mahomet II. to a chief officer who asked him his plans for a certain campaign.
97 Koran, Chapter IV. “When you are saluted with a salutation, salute the person with a better salutation, or at least return the same.”
98 According to the Koran the houris perspire musk.
99 About an English pound sterling.
100 Kaikji; a common boatman.
101 Koran, Chap. II.
102 The mabeyn lies between the selamlik (general reception room for men) and the haremlik; and is the living apartment for men.
103 The sluice which was supposed to have been used for this purpose is still seen at Old Seraglio Point.
104 According to Knowles, this was a part of Scanderbeg’s reply to Amurath II.
105 The firman of Sultan Mahomet was never revoked, and from his time until the extinction of the order of Janizaries by Sultan Mahmoud, in 1834, the Padishah always appointed the Chief Aga.
106 The word Drakul signifies in Servian “the Devil.”
107 Vide Knowles, History of the Turks, and Albanian Chronicles.
108 Modern Alessio.
109 Koran, Chapter VI.
110 The price of blood, generally 1000 piastres among the poorer classes, which was paid by the culprit to the village where the crime was committed, and by it paid to the general government.
111 Castriot married late in life.