Grass Valley telegraph., 1854-08-17

and- every bosom sobbed.
There, upon the cold stone sill. half buried
in a snow drift. clasped the feet of the MUIR
dered man, sat young and lovely woman.
Her tresses, dark as the shadows of night
were unbound, and fell like the mantle of
death over her fair bosom. Frozen tear-drops
clung to the silken lashes of her halfclosed
eyes. and her parted lips were stained with
blood, as though she had pressed frantic kiss
es upon the CORY hand that hung just above
her brow. She was cold in death. They bu-
ried them in one grave--sad though it seem
ed, that the beautiful and the pure should
rest beside the shining and the vile.
\ Two years after. the formidable band were
hTprsed in their stronghold. captured. and
Llde to suffer the vengeance of the laws they
nd sc long outraged. The mystery that yet
1Ig over the affair Of the midnight attempt
onhe castle of Gaebler was then elucidated
Ihcaptain, perceiving one of his men thus
lmpsoned, feared that if he left him. he
mIgl reveal that which would destroy them
all. lie consulted few moments with the
rest,sld hesitated an instant, whether he
shoulecut off the arm and strive to bear the
woundd man away, or cut off the head and
leave hn. Fear decided them. and he was
and left
But wiked as the young robber was. there
was ror1ance about his life. He had one
day secure from unmanly outrage young
ana oeautial girl. whom one of their band
naG capturee. He had obtained permission
Vi MS cnief y retain her as his own and in
ohe OF tnose caverns of which legend tells
1IlaLy III, a story. ne had given her secure home.
nnere etnenceiorWardhe carried his treasures /;
tnere he Wooed and won her.
one had been three months his bride, when
ne lett her on Tat stormy evening to join his
nand on the attek upon the castle. In vain
nad she urged hin to refrain from going to
stay with her. might not be; he was the
bravest OF them al and could not be spared
at such time. Unknown to him. she track
! ed his steps, and afscr watching th1TH file Of
| in their narrow path, crept close to the en-
bers that yet glowed on the broad rock which,
in the depths of the forest, had served them
for heartbstone waiting anxiously and i'm
patient til ther return. Their hardened
hearts beat wildly for time, as they marked
her agony when she found not amongst them
her beloved Rough, vile men. as they were,
there was not e1e that could tell her he hung
headless corr;ebeside the castle door. They
told her only ie hung there prisoner, and
would mavbayfree himself ere dawn. With
the step Of chased deer. she bounded from
them. and .s4ay through snow and storm.
They dared oot follow her. and only guessed.
as DID those Who found her on the morrow,
that she had died of horror.
The ROBBERS grave. which. if tenanted but
bv himsef wonld have been Stunned as a
weird spot, because of the beautiful bride
that slept on his bosom. constant in death as
in life. vas green and sunny place. And
should he traveller even at this distant day
be tempted by the beauty of summer twi-
light to ramble amid the crumbling monu-
ments of the graveyard of Kiel. and inquire
what lonely. flower-gemmed bank that was
in that distant corner. he would listen to the
story of the bankers prisoner and his frozen
bride.