Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1857-09-17

said her father.
Cowardsl towards! down with the old
rebelF'
Miriam did not see the dark figure that
glided past the window, but the next mo.
ment report of mrsket was heard, and
Sir James Harley fell bleeding to the
floor.
There! yoa have murdered him!" ex.
claimed Miriam, die! traitor. murderer"
Merwick saw her intensions, and shell
tered himself behind his followers, shout.
ing and stamping his feet with rage.
Poor, miserable coward" exclaimed
the maiden; why do you not lead your
men to the attack? you fear me and well
you may.
At that moment Miriam heard the win.
dow being raised, and turned towards the
man who was thus entering. She saw that
the latent was to surround her, and like
fire the thought flashed through. her mind
that he was her fathers murderer.
Be true TO thy aim. my friend,' ex.
claimed the maiden, thou hast never
failed the mark for years." a Aash-a
report-and the tory fell to the floor,
struggling and bleeding.
Ha! ha! my pretty one, what can you
do now?" exclaimed Merwick, laying his
hand upon her shoulder.
Hands Oil William Merwick do not
dare lay your hands upon mel"
Blast the girl" the tory started back
as she spoke.
What's the matter now?' asked Mar
tin, coarse brutal looking fellow, as he
saw Merwick's movement.
What eyesl You go and tie her
hands behind her, Martin"
But before the man could obey his or
der the young girl sank down by her
fathers PROSTATE form: she smoothed the
silver locks damp with the crimson blood,
she pressed kiss after kiss upon his wrin.
fled cheah; she called his name again
but there was no reply-he was dead!
For shame! called one of the soldiers,
for the sight was mournful and sad be.
yond description.
Even 80 to all the kings enemies, "
shouted Merwick.
Long live the king!'
When Miriam saw that her father was
really dead, she arose calmly and SADLY.
You may shoot ME now" she said, f"
have no longer any wish to live"
Not so. my dear; you remember the
day you scorned me, you spurned ME from
you; you are in my power and by my
sword you are mine nowl minel mine
William" almost Kissed the girl,
wretch. too vile to live, none but you
would thus insult defenceless girl: you
know once that scorned you, know that
spurn you. loathe you with the great
est contempt; if / once dislike you, know
now that hate you with all the bitter.
ness Of my nature.
s" Upon my word, you are rather too
f. GLIDE with your own tongue" and Mer
wick rushed forward, and with the aid of
Martin. bound the young OF phan's hands
tightly behind her, .then.giving her rude
push, he sent her Keeling into the next
room, where he locked the door fastened
the large wooden shutters, and left the
room, locking the door behind him.
While the foregoing scene was transpir.
ing. the men who had be, left in the street
proceeded to pilage the neighboring
housesj the women and children were too
terrified to offer any resistance, and ere
long the tories seated around the table
feasting on the best the house had afford.
ed.
Mr.. Harley and the two dead tories
were buried, and the wounded one cared
for.
Riding briskly along up the village
road, the evening in question, mounted
upon noble coal black steed, was a
young man with brave, manly counte-
nance, and elegant form. 1t was the no.
bic. young Lieutenant, Henry Starr.
The night was dark, and the sky cloudy,
yet what cared he for this; his trusty
horse cantered along cheerfully, and he
beheld the bright light streaming from
the mansion where he expected soon to be
welcomed by Sir James and his lovely
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